Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 29 The Hunt Begins
As a blood priest, Kumanco is leading her own blood hunters to search for suitable sacrifices. As a devout follower of the blood god, and a blood priest under his seat, Kumanco is always searching for suitable sacrifices. Her goal in this life is to serve her blood god devoutly.

With the arrival of the dry season, the living creatures in the entire Nazmir seemed to have disappeared. It had been three days, and the blood hunters under her command had not brought back a suitable sacrifice for her.

This made her feel extremely angry, so today she decided to lead the team herself to find a suitable sacrifice.

"You trash, hurry up! If there is no suitable sacrifice today, the blood god will be angry!"

Kumanco turned his head and looked at the several emaciated blood troll hunters beside him, roaring angrily.

These male blood hunters just accepted the blood priest's scolding with low eyebrows. The status gap between them was too great.

Kumenco knew that the first task now was to find a suitable sacrifice, instead of continuing to scold these subordinates here, he turned around and walked on after a few curses.

When one of their hunting teams came out of a bush that blocked the road, a short golden spear suddenly flew out from the canopy above their heads like a beam of golden light. In an instant the spear pierced her chest, pinning her to the ground.

"Tustingoo!"

Dasa clenched the shield tightly in his left hand, held the bronze sword in his right hand, and jumped down from the tree after shooting out the bronze short spear.

Deng!
A shield stunned a blood hunter who happened to be standing under a tree, and the long sword in his hand was chopped down by the speed of the slash, and he was pinned to the ground, even though he was pierced by a short spear, he still did not give up The head of the struggling Kumanko.

The blood priest died, and her death was so sudden.

Dasa's appearance really exceeded their expectations.

"Kill him! Otherwise, we will all become sacrifices to the Blood Mistress tonight!"

A blood hunter did not choose to retreat, he roared frantically and in fear, and stabbed directly at Daza with the bone spear in his hand.

After hearing this, the other four blood hunters rushed towards Dasa with the same desperate and fanatical roars.

The round shield made of leather and wood is enough for Dasa to protect the bone spears stabbing from the front.

Besides, these blood hunters had no cooperating organization, and launched attacks on Dasa relying on their own fanaticism, disorder and chaos.

In the face of this kind of enemy, Dasa showed that he was able to do a job with ease.

In two or three strokes, the heads of these blood hunters were chopped off.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, yes, there was a good start this morning, and seven ears got paid."

After Daza cut off the left ears of these blood trolls, he began to collect useful trophies from them, but unfortunately he didn't find anything useful to him.

The only thing that was useful and valuable was the blood priest's totem pole. In order to prevent his attack from being blocked by the magic shield, Dasa still carried this totem pole like a wooden stake on his waist.

Maybe when, he still needs to rely on this wooden stake to break the opponent's shield.

After all, Corsalia was smashed to death by him with a totem pole.

"Really, apart from harvesting some ears, I really have nothing to gain, a bunch of poor ghosts!"

Dasa continued on his way to the north. There are not many blood trolls active in the outer area of ​​Nazmir. This is good news. After all, his Zandalari tribe has just moved the first batch of personnel to the north. He didn't even build a fortification. If the group of blood trolls launched an offensive at this time, it would be a bad thing for him.

What he didn't notice was that when he walked under some particularly dark canopies, there were always a few bats hanging upside down on the branches, carefully observing every creature that passed by.

"A handsome and tall troll in golden armor is actively hunting down those cultists?! Please keep watching!"

In a hidden deep dark cave, a troll wearing a cloak made of leaves is sitting in front of a simple altar made of stones, communicating with the loa gods he believes in.

"Oh, hehe. What an unexpected change. There are actually two guys from the direction of the Zandalari Mountains actively attacking those blood trolls. Don't worry, I am also very grateful for those two special trolls." interest."

The phantom of a bat slowly appeared in the green smoke, and then slowly disappeared.

"They will feel your majesty Sir Sirik."

The troll said to Sirik devoutly.

"One of them is a believer of that guy in Gonk, and the other, who doesn't seem to have any loa's blessing, may become one of us."

Sirik's furry bat face looked across at the blind, bald troll.

"That's really great. My leadership ability is too limited. If it wasn't for your blessing, my lord, we would have died hundreds of times at the hands of those cultists."

The blind troll sighed with emotion when he mentioned the past.

"That's because I like your name, Sherlock."

Sirik disappeared after speaking.

The temperature in the Nazmir Forest is not cool, on the contrary, because of the abundant water vapor in the forest, the entire forest becomes humid and hot.

Although Dasana's golden armor looked mighty, it was really hot to wear at this time.

"Ah, it's hot. I need some water."

Dasa leaned against a tree and pulled the armor he was wearing. His mouth was parched and he needed to find a source of drinking water.

This is a dangerous choice.

In this forest, although there is no shortage of water sources, every place with water is always full of crises.

Herbivores drink there, and carnivores drink there.

Devilsaur, Velociraptor, Direhorn, and even Pterodactyl and other animals in this forest will also appear near the water source. Besides these animals, the most dangerous blood trolls will also appear. will appear there.

There is no place where you can find more suitable sacrificial offerings than in the water source!
"However, it's also an excellent place for me to hunt."

Dasa was thinking about this issue from the perspective of a hunter. Since the blood trolls would hunt sacrifices near those water sources, what he had to do was to hunt the blood trolls who hunted sacrifices near those water sources. alright.

As for not being able to beat it?
If he can't beat him, he can run. Anyway, he is alone, and he, Dasa, has never been afraid of anyone when he ran in the forest.

The plan in his heart was quickly formed. Dasa stood up again from his resting place and began to search for water sources in the north. While searching, he drew the paths and characteristics he found along the way on the empty leather bag he carried. In the future, he expects to use this hand-painted map to lead the army of Zandalari to wipe out the blood trolls in the Nazmir region.

Following the traces left by the animals, Dasa stumbled all the way to a water source point closer to the hinterland of Nazmir. There were already many animals drinking here, and it was noon.

A group of hadrosaurs, pachycephalosaurs and even a few brontosaurs appeared beside the pool, and they drank water here in groups.

Dasa was already dying of thirst. After he carefully observed around and found that there were no enemies nearby that might pose a threat to him, he quickly walked out of the hidden bushes and came to the water's edge.

But the moment he appeared, the originally quiet pool exploded, and the herds of beasts fled in all directions as if they had seen some natural enemy. The shaking felt like a small earthquake to Dasa.

Seeing the herd of animals fleeing in all directions, Dasa didn't relax at all, instead he became more vigilant.

These herds of beasts would run for their lives the moment they saw him. It seemed that the blood trolls had killed so hard in the forest of Nazmir that the herds of beasts ran away when they saw the trolls.

"It seems that I still know too little about the strength of the blood trolls. Maybe, the strength of those blood trolls is far more than what I see now?"

After drinking enough water, Dasa also filled his water bag with water, and immediately left the pool quickly. He was going to find a hiding place to try his luck.

Today is already the second day of the hunting competition between him and Manco in the Nazmir region. In a total of seven days, he may not be able to explore Nazmir too deeply.

Dasa, who was full of food and drink, leaned against the branch of the tree, watching the movement of the water pool through the gaps in the leaves.

The time turned from noon to afternoon, just when Dasa was leaning on the branch of the tree, his nerves were a little drowsy, the sudden vibration from the branch below him woke him up.

He hugged the tree branch where he was hiding, and stared towards the direction of the water pool. As expected, he saw at least three teams of blood priests and her blood hunters hunting for the water they needed for tonight's sacrifice. sacrifice.

So are you going to make a move now?

No, Dasa decided to wait, he is a greedy troll, the three blood priest hunting teams, he can spend some time to wipe them all out, but even then, the income he can get is only 21 ear.

He wanted to find a real blood troll's tribal village. Ordinary blood priests had no special meaning to him. This time he hoped that he could kill another blood mistress!

Every Blood Matriarch in the Blood Tribe is the chieftain or witch of their other troll tribes.

He wants to hunt a tribe of blood trolls with the presence of a blood mistress alone!

If Manco knew what Dasa was thinking, he would just call him a lunatic.

But Dasa chose to do this, and all his confidence came from his extreme confidence in himself.

He believes he can do this.

The three blood trolls led by the blood priest quickly hunted down their desired prey, a hadrosaur, a direhorn, and two velociraptors.

Because of the distance, Dasa couldn't hear what the blood trolls were saying clearly, but he could guess that it was nothing more than the blood god they believed in.

Seeing these blood trolls slowly leave the water pool with the sacrifices they captured alive, Dasa didn't follow immediately, he was somewhat self-aware of how much his concealment ability was.

He waited until these blood trolls got into the woods not far from the pool, and then he slowly jumped down from the tree, and then he could follow the traces left by these blood trolls. to their camp.

Because they caught these big prey alive, they are destined to not move quickly, and returning to their own camp will leave more traces than in the past. Dasa found these traces very easily. These traces finally found the blood troll's camp before the sky completely darkened.

Because it was already dark, torches had been lit in the entire camp. This simple camp did not even have a fence, because they were sure that the great blood god would keep them safe, even at night. The attack of wild beasts in the forest.

But tonight they are destined to face a time when their god will not care about them.

"Should I say these blood trolls are brave? Or should I say that the beasts in Nazmir Forest are cowardly?"

Dasa went straight into this village, using the shadows of these buildings to cover his figure.On the way he sneaked in, there was not a blood troll sentinel, and no blood troll appeared on the edge of this village.

Since no one stopped him, Dasa followed the messy wooden houses and headed towards the core area of ​​the village. Now those blood trolls must be participating in their sacrifice. Dasa could tell by the light of the bonfire.

Through these houses, he roughly judged how many blood troll camps there were.

"Sure enough, the three blood priests are not under the command of the same mistress, but belong to different mistresses. If this is the case, then I have nothing to fear."

Dasa estimates that there are more than 20 people living in this blood troll camp, but definitely less than [-] people.These wooden houses scattered around the sacrificial square gave people the illusion that there were a lot of blood trolls living here, but after careful observation, their real number could be determined.

"Although the number is less than what I estimated, we still need to make preparations. There are more than 30 blood trolls. Even if these skinny people are vulnerable, before killing those spellcasters, they will still be able to give them a chance. I had some influence."

Thinking about it, Dasa walked to a corner of a wooden house near the sacrificial square, and took out a Mars that he kept in a hollowed out dry wooden box.

Night raids, setting fires, making noise, waiting for the enemy to blow up the camp, and finally he came to harvest the heads of these blood trolls.

Daza has already thought up the battle plan for tonight, and he thinks his chance of success is [-]%!
　PS: It's Friday, it's Friday!It's a pity that my USB flash drive broke yesterday, but it has been with me for 15 years!All the data stored in me is gone!Also includes written novel chapters!Whoa! ! ! !
　　
　
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