The strongest blood of DOTA

Chapter 1191 Troll Glory

"I'll give you another chance. It's still too late to surrender. Otherwise, I'll have to kill you." The commander of the Dark Soul Tribe moved his body casually and said with a strange smile.

"Surrender? It's a good idea. The same thing is given to you. Now surrender obediently and apologize to Lao Tzu, maybe there is still a chance of survival!" War Wolf countered not to be outdone.

As testers, they would definitely not consider the option of surrender, because if they really wanted to do that, it would be tantamount to giving up this mission.

"Since you are obsessed with obsession, then all of you should die!" The middle-aged troll commander smiled grimly, turned into a phantom, and came to Zhan Lang's side in an instant.

"NND! Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will?!" Zhan Lang burst into a curse, and fought back frantically, vowing to get back his face, but after his ferocious attack fell on the middle-aged troll, everything It passed through the body and completely fell into the empty space without causing the slightest damage.

"It's useless. In the shadow form, I'm invincible!" The middle-aged troll grinned coldly. While playing with the wolf at will, the part of his right hand suddenly materialized, and he punched the wolf heavily. Before War Wolf launched a counterattack, his substantive right hand flickered and turned into a shadow form again.

"Blade Storm!"

The demon sword that was forcibly interrupted by Invincible Slash was very depressed. He held the top-grade divine sword and danced like a wind, turning into a storm of blades, sweeping towards the middle-aged troll in the shadow form. Damage, just enough to kill it.

However, the middle-aged troll was very cunning. After feeling the threat, he immediately dodged and retreated. Relying on his super high moving speed, he easily got rid of the killing range of the demon knife's blade storm.

Su Hong frowned slightly. Seeing that Zhan Lang and Yao Dao had no good way to take each other, he couldn't help but feel a little bit helpless, because the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable the situation would be for them.

Originally, he wanted to find an opportunity to see if he could subdue the other party, so as to end the battle as soon as possible, but now it seems that this idea has come to nothing, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for them. According to his rough observation After a while, under the leadership of the powerful troll warriors of the Dark Soul Tribe, nearly a hundred of his troll warriors had been killed or injured, and this was definitely not what he wanted.

"The Spear of Boiling Blood!"

As soon as Su Hong's thoughts moved, the storm hydra tattoo on his right arm suddenly turned into the form of a spear, and the whole body was filled with raging flames, which disappeared in a flash, at an extremely fast speed, and bombarded the middle-aged man in the shadow form troll.

"What a fast speed! But you want to kill me with just that pitiful power of flame, I can only say that you are taking it for granted!" Seeing the oncoming bloody spear, the middle-aged giant The magic eye couldn't help shrinking slightly, but soon he sneered, his expression full of disdain.

I saw the phantom magic gun penetrate his body all of a sudden, as if bombarded into a void, without causing any substantial damage, only the fire of life attached to the blood-boiling spear combat skill ignited his shadow body, but it has not yet risen It was forcibly strangled by the middle-aged troll.

Just like what he said, a little fire of life attached to the blood-boiling spear has limited lethality, so it's nothing to fear at all.

But just when he wanted to ridicule a few words wantonly, so as to blow the morale of Su Hong and others, he was shocked to see that the flaming spear that passed through his body circled back, and suddenly burst out a series of incomparable Terrifying thunder and lightning slashed at his shadow body from all directions.

"Damn it! What kind of war spear is that that can even inspire the power of thunder and lightning? Fortunately, I have a backup, otherwise, this will be a disaster." The middle-aged troll no longer controlled everything before. Calm and calm, it was hard to hide the panic in his expression, and he saw him completely substantiate before the thunder and lightning inspired by the phantom magic gun hit him, and propped up a shield that shone with a gloomy light , forcibly resisted the terrifying thunder and lightning.

"I've caught you! Sacrifice! Flame explosion!" Su Hong's eyes flickered with blood. After the middle-aged troll released his shadow form, he brazenly launched the ultimate move of sacrifice of the god warrior, and his whole body turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards him. , and at the moment they collided with each other, they raised their arms and punched out, bombarding the middle-aged troll's head.

"Bang Bang!!"

With two muffled explosions in succession, the middle-aged troll screamed again and again, and was immediately hit hard. He quickly retreated and used secret life-saving skills to widen the fighting distance with Su Hong, and entered the shadow form again. At this moment, the phantom magic gun flew towards him, and the whole body flashed with thunder, piercing through his body at once.

But this time, he couldn't dodge anymore, and was pierced through his body by terrifying thunderbolts in an instant. Coupled with the severe injuries he suffered earlier, he was unable to support himself, and fell heavily from mid-air, completely losing his fighting power.

"I surrender and admit defeat!" The middle-aged troll begged for mercy with a pale face, full of horror.

"Again and again, you've been given a chance, but you didn't grasp it, no wonder others." Su Hong coldly refused, stepped forward, and punched the middle-aged troll's head like lightning exploded.

After nearly a hundred troll warriors were killed or wounded on his side, he gave up the idea of ​​subduing that middle-aged troll, because no matter what, he had to ask the dead troll warriors of the Dawn tribe for an explanation. It chilled the hearts of all the subordinates.

What's more, this is also a means of standing up and deterring.

After the middle-aged troll commander was killed, there was a moment of stagnation on the battlefield. The remaining troll warriors of the Shadow tribe were obviously caught off guard, and their morale dropped sharply.

"Surrender and not kill, don't blame me for not reminding you, this is your last chance." Su Hong said coldly, stepping on the corpse of the middle-aged troll commander.

"We...surrender!" Hearing this, the troll warriors of the Shadow Tribe were in a commotion. After glancing at the bloody corpse of the middle-aged troll commander, they all dropped their heads in despondency, threw away the weapons in their hands, and gave up completely. resistance.

As for the powerful troll warriors of the Shadow Tribe, they were unwilling to surrender and wanted to escape, but after Su Hong killed one of them, the rest of them calmed down completely and never dared to act rashly again.

The troll warriors of the Dawn Tribe rushed forward, gathered the spears on the ground, and cheered with all their might.

In this battle, the Shuguang Tribe won!
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(End of this chapter)