Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In the jungle on the south side of Lake Naferiti, a huge Gurubashi ruined Colosseum is undergoing a brutal duel. A troll with a red giant ax is looking at the silverback gorilla who keeps patting his chest. He nimbly turned the handle of the axe, inserted it on the ground, then slightly bowed his waist, and rushed forward instantly with his feet.

"Ahh!" The orangutan screamed and also rushed towards the troll, and the two collided heavily. The orangutan took two steps back, and the troll shook his head and jumped up again, reaching out and grabbing the stunned man. Orangutan arms.

"Go to hell!" the troll roared, and his size instantly became larger. Standing on both feet, he directly lifted the huge orangutan over his head, and then threw it heavily on the ground.

The yellow dust came into the ears of the trolls watching the battle along with the wailing of the orangutan. They paused, then raised their hands and yelled the troll's name frantically: "Mizatakin! Mizatakin!"

Mizatakin walked to his giant axe, picked it up and turned back to the orangutan. It widened its eyes and looked at the troll in front of it in fear, but Mizatakin didn't care at all, and raised its head high. The giant ax then slashed down heavily, blood spattering immediately.

"Roar!" The troll swung the blood-stained ax with one hand, and the trolls watching the battle became more and more excited.

At this time, a female troll with dark green short hair quickly came to the sidelines: "Mizatakin!"

"What's the matter, Tazni?" The troll leader, who was still enjoying the cheers, turned his head and asked.

"Gurubashi is here! It's Mandokir!"

"Mandokir?" The troll froze for a moment, as if recalling something bad, but soon he was shocked and said to the female troll, "I see, go ask him to come here, I'll meet him right here!"

Soon, the Gurubashi knight lord riding the armored velociraptor came to the Colosseum. Mizatajin sat on the corpse of the silver-backed gorilla with a golden knife, red blood dripped all over the ground, and was chopped The lowered orangutan head is resting on his right hand, still fearful on his face.

Mandokir jumped off the velociraptor, and he went straight to the leader of the head-splitting troll sitting on the corpse of the orangutan, not minding the slippery blood under his feet: "Long time no see, Mizata."

"What brought you out, Mandokir?"

"Call me Blood Lord, Mizata," Mandokir walked in front of him, looking down at the troll he defeated a long time ago, "Since when did you start to like being an actor?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Obviously he is the second warrior of Gurubashi, but now he stays with these skull-splitting trolls like a bereaved dog, and even performs hand tearing beasts for them. Why, is this a traditional custom of splitting the head?" Mandokir was expressionless, but the words in his mouth made Mizatakin feel angry.

"That's enough, Mandokir! I'm no longer a Gurubashi since I was expelled from Zul'Gurub by you. I'm now the leader of the Skullsplitter troll. You should call me Mizatarkin! Explain that you The purpose of coming, blood~leader~lord!"

"Okay, Mizatakin," Mandokir shrugged, "I'm here to represent the leader of the Gurubashi trolls, Master Jindu the sorcerer, to invite the Skullsplitting tribe to form an alliance and rebuild the empire."

"What are you talking about?" Mizatakin was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed, "Did I hear you right, Tazni, this blood lord of Gurubashi said that their leader wants to rebuild the empire?"

Tazni looked a little embarrassed, and Mandokir looked at him coldly.

"Tell me, Mandokir, how many trolls are there in Gurubashi now? How many trolls are there in Zul'Gurub now? How much land do you control now? How many loa support you now? And..."

"We have summoned the Spirit Reaper."

Mizatakin got stuck: "You mean..."

"Yes, it was the object of our united battle before we fell apart, and it was also the main reason why Atalai and Hakkari were expelled."

"Are you crazy?" Mizatakin roared,

"Don't other people know that you don't understand the horror of the spirit snatcher? Our parents died in that battle!"

"So in order to prevent our children from repeating this experience, we must rebuild the empire!" Mandokir was also excited.

"What do we use to rebuild? Just rely on the so-called spirit snatcher? And if you do this, are you really not afraid of the Zandalar invasion again and clean us up like Atalai?"

The two kept arguing, and the priests of the Skullsplitter troll tribe gradually surrounded them, listening to their quarrel quietly.

Mizatakin became more and more impatient, and he directly interrupted Mandokir's persuasion: "Come on, Mandokir, take out your weapons, let us fight like before, and I will listen to you if you win!" Yours, lead the Skullsplitting troll to Zul'Gurub, if you lose, you will honestly leave Baliaman and Zumawi, and never step into the Skullsplitting territory again!"

Mandokir sighed: "Mizatakin, I chose to agree to your request to come here to meet you out of the friendship between you and me, look around!"

Before he finished speaking, the Skullsplitter guards standing on the viewing platform were all hit by the long arrows shot from the jungle, screaming and rolling down, and then a large number of Gurubashi troll soldiers broke into the Colosseum, controlling Killed all the Skullsplitting trolls.

The complexions of Mizatakin and a group of head-splitting priests changed drastically. Some of them muttered words and wanted to summon the Loa they believed in, but Mandokir waved the red sword in his hand, and those Loa seemed to feel something. , directly abandoned their believers.

"No, Blood Lord, what have you done!"

"This is the power of the Soul Reaper, Mizata, give up, you are irresistible!"

"I refuse, Mandokir!" Mizatakin roared, his body became huge again, his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on the Gurubashi troll in front of him, his hands clenched the ax in his hand high He jumped up and slammed towards Mandokir.

The blood lord raised his head slightly, the long sword in his right hand pointed towards the sky obliquely, a red beam of light shot up into the sky, and accompanied by the "Mizata gold" that Tazni was worried about, the troll was hit by the red light and hit the ground heavily.

Mizatakin gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. He was surrounded by red light, and he felt a strange force trying to penetrate into his skin. At the same time, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and red sweat kept flowing. leak out of the body.

"Mandokir!" The leader of the head-splitting troll suppressed the discomfort in his body, grabbed the handle of the ax and rushed towards the blood lord again.

This time Mandokir did not use Haka's power, but instead used the rapier to walk around Mizatakin flexibly, drawing sword marks one after another on his body, and finally kicked him at the gap After leaving the battle circle, the leader of the head-splitting troll spit out blood and flew out.

"Mizatakin!" Tazni hurried to his side, the densely packed wounds kept oozing blood, and the strange red energy blocked the troll's self-healing ability.

"Surrender, Mizatakin, you are unable to resist the Soul Taker, for the Skullsplitting tribe, and for yourself." Mandokir said sincerely.

Mizatakin pushed away Tazni, who was treating him with shaman magic, and stood up tremblingly: "No need, Mandokir, I want the Headsplitting tribe to return to Gurubash, The only way is that you kill me and take your place, I..."

Before the words were finished, Mandokir disappeared in place, while Mizatakin felt a chill in his neck, and hot blood gushed out instantly. He wanted to say something "hohoo", but he couldn't make a sound anymore.

"Farewell, Mizata." Mandokir withdrew the long sword that had just been cut across the troll's neck, and the skull-splitting trolls froze for a moment, and then began to shout loudly under the leadership of the priests, "Blood Lord! Lord!"

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