Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 91 The Miracle of the Forest

Zulga City, in the sixth year of the city’s founding, the Harvest Festival had just ended. At the west pier in the city, Dasa and Zul left Zulga City and Zandalar with ten guards on a newly produced flat-bottomed boat. Mountains, across the river all the way north, towards the Nazmir Forest.

This was Dasa's first time in a boat. Standing on the deck at the bow, he felt the wind blowing in front of him, and watched the waves aroused by the bow breaking through the river and going backward along the hull.

"Great chief, why don't you go and sit in the cabin."

Comanche, who was the escort for this trip, stood behind Daza and looked at him worriedly.

"No, it's quite comfortable to stand here and enjoy the river breeze. I'm not those old men in the tribe, so you don't need to worry about me so much."

Dasa turned his head and glanced at the 17-year-old Zandalari boy standing behind him.

The other party was one of the first group of children who followed Kula and was sheltered by Ghani. After being accepted by the Zandalari tribe, he was detected to have the talent to become a priest, so he went to the school of the Loa Garden of Gods further study.

Now, he has become a deacon of Rezan.

"Yes, Warchief. Please let me know if you feel uncomfortable."

After Comanche finished speaking, he stood quietly behind Dasa and didn't make a sound.

Dasa looked at the Zandalari sailors who were paddling vigorously in the rear, and decided to let the craftsmen in the tribe try to make a sailboat after the matter in the Nazmir Forest was settled.

He was a little fed up with the slow speed.

After landing, Dasa and Zul became a pier developed by the first batch of pioneer camps, where they saw Xilock who had been waiting here in advance.

"Great Chief, High Priest. You are welcome."

Standing on the wooden pier, Xilock watched Dasa and Zul get off the boat, and stepped forward to greet them enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Sherlock. How is the situation recently? The battle reports you sent back are not very good."

Dasa asked about the situation on the front line as soon as he saw Sirock.

"During this period of time, those white ghosts' attacks on the front line became more and more frenzied, but they were just hordes of blood plague beasts and some blood hunters, and those blood priests did not take the initiative to show up."

Hilock followed behind Dasa and Zul and told them about the situation on the front line with a serious expression.

"How about the casualties of our soldiers? Can the logistical supplies still keep up?"

After listening to Xilock's words, Zul asked about the situation of the soldiers.

"Because of the preparations earlier, after the blue bricks that were originally used to build the city wall of Zurga were sent to the front line, eight extremely strong towers were built very quickly. Can't climb up. Only some unlucky ones were injured by the opponent's throwing stones, but they recovered quickly under the treatment of the deacons in the camp."

Shilock quickly explained the current situation to the two.

"Can the logistics supplies be sent to the front line smoothly? Haven't the subsequent camps been attacked by the blood trolls?"

While walking, Dasa saw the first batch of camps that had begun to take shape.

"The supply routes between the third and fourth batches of pioneering camps were indeed attacked by blood hunters, but after the normal patrol and prevention of our patrol team started, these white ghosts no longer dared to act rashly acted."

While Xilock was speaking, he had come to the meeting hall in the village.

Considering that the sky is still close to dusk at this time, it is not a wise choice to go exploring at night, so Dasa and Zul decided to spend the night here tonight after discussion, and set off for the northeast early in the morning. It is said that several places over there The trolls at the camp have seen giant frogs coming from the east.

Because of the arrival of the great chief and the high priest in this village, the dinner tonight has become a celebration banquet, and all the trolls can have a good meal this time.

On the second day, at dawn, Dasa and Zuer left the village with their guards and headed northeast.

The road in the Nazmir Forest is still as difficult as ever. The tall and lush trees cover the sky, and the low bushes and vines on the ground are entangled with each other, blocking all convenient places to pass. Seriously.

"I'm used to walking on the flat brick roads in Zulga, and now I'm not used to walking in this kind of place."

Dasa was fully armed, holding a bright red long sword in one hand and said while pushing aside the branches blocking the way.

"Then you have to get used to it this time. Do you want me to use spells to make the plants here make way for us?"

Zul followed Dasa along the path he had opened while talking about his proposal.

"Let's save a little bit of your mana, don't really meet the enemy and fight, you're pulling my hips."

Daza focused on opening the way, and rejected Zul's proposal without hesitation.

The guards lined up in a long "one" line and slowly headed towards the designated resting place, with the Pterodactyl Knights and Batriders taking turns to investigate, as well as the Zandalar who set the nails in this area The detailed maps drawn together by the pioneers pointed the way for their exploration.

As for the possible blood hunters nearby, there is no possibility of approaching them for a while.

"Captain! The last white ghost of this team is confirmed dead."

Above the sky, a pterodactyl dragoon just put away his big bow.

"Good job, keep on guard, the chief and the high priest are behind us. Don't let those white ghosts disturb them! They all stared at me!"

shouted the captain of the patrolling squadron of pterodactyl dragoons.

The same scene happened in front of Dasa and the others in the northeast direction. Any blood hunter team that might approach them was sniped and killed by the pterodactyl dragoons patrolling the sky.

The exploration team looking for the loa god spent more than five days in a very peaceful way.

"Didn't anything happen last night?"

On the morning of the fifth day after leaving the village, Dasa immediately asked the soldiers who kept watch last night after waking up.

"Everything is very quiet, not even a large beast around."

The soldier named Apache happily answered Dasa.

"Well, continue to be vigilant. You worked hard last night, go and rest."

Dasa walked to a tree and wiped his face with water from the water bag he carried to wake himself up.

After a while, the members of the exploration team finished packing up and set off on their journey to the northeast again.

Only this time, they will leave the known exploration area on the map, and the road ahead will be an area that no one has set foot on.

The danger also began to gradually appear after entering the unknown area and going deep into the Nazmir forest.

A group of blood hunters, possibly coming from the northwest, ran into the advancing expedition head-on, and were wiped out by well-equipped guards.

"I said, you guys should leave me two anyway. My hands are itchy too."

Daza looked at the Apache guards who were already cleaning the battlefield, and complained.

During this period of time in Zurga City, he buried his head between desks and desks for a long time, and had no chance to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Now that he finally had the chance, he was all killed by his guards in a blink of an eye. .He really didn't leave any of them.

"Great chief, if we missed the enemy and rushed to you, then it would be a problem for us guards."

Apache answered Daza with a smile.

"Get out! Next time, I will definitely fight before you!"

Dasa scolded the other party with a smile and then took the initiative to be vigilant. Now that he has bumped into a team of blood trolls, who knows if there will be blood trolls coming later.

Zul was focused on finding the traces of the loa gods, and the traces they followed along the way were discovered and pointed out by Zul.

After finishing this search, Zul became happy, because he had found the position of a loa god, which was very close to where they were now.

After the good news was told to Dasa, he immediately ordered the team to set off and rush to the resting place of the demigod in the wilderness as soon as possible before dark.

Even though the road ahead was full of thorns, it was still cut open by Daza and his guards with the sword in their hands.

"Close! Already very close! We're almost there! Warchief!"

Zul once again sensed the aura of the loa god that remained nearby, and he became more certain this time.

"It's getting dark soon, tell me the direction and we'll run straight there."

As Dasa said, he strode towards the direction indicated by Zul with big strides.

It took only half an hour to march in a hurry, and the sky was already dark at this moment, but there were noisy sounds in the distance, as well as huge noises and roars of giant beasts.

"The blood god is the greatest!"

"For the battle mother!"

"The blood god will rule the world!"

Dasa could hear what was going on ahead from the cacophony of voices.

"Shall we go around, Warchief."

Apache naturally heard these voices, and he planned to bypass the area where the fighting was taking place.

"Go around? We'd better go and see what's going on in front of us, what kind of things are those bastards fighting with?"

Daza snorted coldly, and then took the lead towards the direction where the battle was taking place ahead.

He was very curious, what kind of monsters were these blood trolls who suddenly appeared here fighting, and whether these guys were catching sacrifices to be sacrificed to Hakkar again.

Because he wanted to intervene in the battle, Dasa originally wanted to keep Zul where he was, but his old friend insisted on participating, saying that the battle was probably related to a loa god, so he stopped. Too much talk.

In the distant forest, three blood priests led a group of blood hunters under the command of a blood mistress to attack a giant tiger.

The giant tiger's roar frightened the mountains and forests, but in the face of these fanatical blood hunters, his roar aroused them to attack even more frantically, and he wanted to stab his body with the stone spear in his hand at the expense of his own life.

While the blood priests' blood spells strengthened these blood hunters one after another, they also continuously weakened the strength of this giant tiger.

Sivalla never thought that one day he would be driven into such a desperate situation by a group of mortals. These mortals seemed to come here specially for him, chasing him from the west of the Nazmir Forest all the way to the present east side.How many of these mortals he has eliminated along the way can't be counted by himself.

But even so, these crazy bugs still refused to give up, and he himself was indeed exhausted by such a war of attrition.

"Come on! It's about to fall! You will all be blessed by the blood god!"

The excitement in the eyes of the blood mistress burst out when she looked at the downcast Sivalla.

Sivalla is not a demigod who is willing to sit and wait for death. Even if he dies, he will definitely bring these mortals who dare to attack him.

The golden holy light resurfaced on his surface again, this is his last power now.

But at this moment, a bright red spear flew across the sky and fell straight down like a meteor, and the target was the blood mistress who was casting blood spells to continuously weaken Sivalla.

The red meteor pierced through the chest of the Mistress of Blood, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

Dasa jumped out from the bushes in the distance with a charge and a big jump. The bright red long sword in his right hand and the potential energy of his jumping and falling cut off the head of the blood mistress.

The bright red anger surged from his body, dyeing the golden armor on his body into golden red.

"Chopsticks! We meet again!"

When Dasa spoke, he didn't hunt down those blood priests like in the past, because those blood priests had already been dealt with by Zul.

The thorny vines growing abruptly from the ground strangled the blood priests under the control of Zul.

Those blood hunters also came back to their senses briefly, and rushed towards the guard of the chief who also rushed out of the bushes.

"For Zandalar!"

With a square tower shield in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand, Apache rushed towards the blood hunters first.

Despite the fierce offensive of these fanatical blood hunters, their weapons could not penetrate the great shields and armor of the Zandalari trolls after all.

In contrast, the bronze shortswords of the Zandalari can easily pierce their chest and throat, causing fatal wounds with a single blow.

The situation on the battlefield quickly reversed with the arrival of Dasa and other Zandalari trolls, which confused Sivarra, who was already preparing to desperately, but soon he determined the difference between the two sides through the difference in skin color. The friends were not together, so they slipped aside and watched the two sides fighting.

He was going to wait for the two sides to finish fighting, and then asked that special mortal team.

This Blood Mistress colony was quickly defeated by the exploration team led by Dasa. Without the benefit of the blood spell, these blood hunters scattered like birds and beasts.

At this time, Zuer came out on his own initiative, came to Sivalla, and explained his reason for coming to the wilderness demigod who had been rescued by them.

After hearing Zul's words, Sivalla had no intention of refusing. After experiencing this experience of almost dying, he finally had some fundamental changes in his views on these mortals, and at the same time he also proposed to Dasa a Request, kill the blood god Hakkar and bring its head back to the city of Zandalarzulga.

After finishing his request, Sivalla left here with a few vertical leaps. He had listened to Zul's suggestion and headed south to the Zandalar Mountains.

A loa thus joins the loa of the Zandalari tribe.

After cleaning the battlefield, Dasa and other trolls continued to embark on a journey to find the next demigod of the wilderness.

　PS: Today is Rozi Festival, and XJ is off today.I am resting today!I also wish the XJ book friends who read my book a happy meat festival! 0v0
　　
　
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