Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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In the jungle shrouded in voodoo clouds, a group of Shadowhunters from the Darkspear tribe are walking cautiously in the unfamiliar jungle.

"Kai, I feel something is wrong..." A somewhat young shadow hunter said to the captain who was walking in the front.

"Be careful, this is not the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale. These thick voodoo fogs not only cut off the prying eyes of our enemies, but also cut off the shelter of the loa..." The troll named Kai was not far in front of them. Suddenly, there was a sound of weapons clashing and trolls roaring in the jungle. The complexions of several people changed drastically. They immediately took out their weapons and quickly cast spells to hide in the shadows.

However, only half a minute later, accompanied by a deep roar from the troll, the jungle returned to a state of silence again.

This team of shadow hunters kept jumping and advancing in the shadows, and soon arrived at the forest battlefield just now.

"This..." The shadow hunter named Kai's complexion changed drastically when he saw the troll's corpse, which was either beheaded or scorched by flames.

At this moment, the woods behind them surged again, and the shadow hunters dispersed immediately, but they lowered their guard when they saw that they were also trolls, although Kai instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"Who? Come out?" The trolls were surprised when they saw the corpse of the troll in the middle of the forest, and also observed the troll hidden in the nearby jungle, and immediately turned their heads and raised their weapons to point at them.

Before Kai could speak, his trolls came out of the shadows and called out to the newcomers, "Loa, what tribe are you from?"

"Tell us..." The leading troll roughly counted, then nodded imperceptibly, and asked the young troll in front of him in a somewhat weird troll language, "We are a small troll from the blood top clan. Tribe, just came from the south today, how long have you been here?"

"It didn't take long, since the priests burned the voodoo cauldron, this jungle has become very unfriendly, and besides these, there are other threats in it, threats we don't know, by the way, I am La, Darkspear Troll's Ra, what's your name?"

"I..." The leading troll looked at the team members who were gradually taking their positions, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "'aminor, sleep peacefully in eternal peace, troll."

Those new trolls instantly pulled out the weapons from their waists and pierced Ra's companions from behind. The purple arcane flames instantly scorched their kidneys and hearts, and Ra himself was stepped forward by the trolls in front of him. Take the lead directly.

Ra's head flew high,

Then it fell into the jungle and landed right in Kay's place, the look of astonishment still on his face.

Kai Ze's eyes widened, and his body hidden in the shadows trembled uncontrollably. He didn't understand why the trolls in front of him wanted to kill each other? But soon his doubts were explained. The trolls in front of him took off a red bead from their waists, and the illusion that shrouded them gradually disappeared, revealing their true colors.

The leader elf watched the other subordinates cut off the troll's left ear, and the vice-captain stepped forward after counting: "Captain Taranas, all the trolls are here..."

"Are you sure, Ensign Duskin?"

"Uh..." The elf ranger hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, Taranas instantly took off the golden bow behind his back and shot three consecutive shots at the empty jungle shadow. It seemed that there was only one troll's head lying on the eerie dead leaves.

But then a troll shadow hunter jumped out of that shadow. He separated the first two arrows, but the third one hidden at the end crossed his right eye.

The shadow hunter screamed, ignoring the heads of his comrades, took out a handful of powder and sprinkled it into the air to block the sight of the elf ranger, and then hid in the shadow of the jungle again, trying to escape here.

The rangers under Taranas dropped their short knives one after another, bowed their bows and shot arrows into the dark green smoke. After a few muffled grunts, the jungle became quiet again.

"Okay, pack up your things and get the loot and we'll retreat." Taranas glanced at the jungle blocked and covered by the green mist and ordered in a low voice.

"But my lord, this troll has seen our deceitful orb, what if he escapes back and exposes our tactics?"

Taranas glanced at the ranger who asked the question, and the others also looked worried: "Why, don't you know how to use other weapons except the deceitful orb, Second Lieutenant Duskin? Could it be that those who can use swords and long swords Have all the Far Travelers died?"

When mentioning the Far Traveler, all the rangers immediately trembled.

"If you don't have the orb of deceit, you won't fight trolls in the jungle, then please take off the coat of arms of the far traveler on your chest, and give me where to go, my far traveler team I can’t afford to support such a person!” Although the voice was not loud, Taranas’ firm and powerful voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of all elves, “Everyone obey orders!”

"yes!"

"Take out your deceitful orb and do it with me." Taranas said as he took off the bead hanging on his right arm, threw it high into the sky, raised his bow and arrow without looking at it, a streamer In a flash, the beads were smashed into pieces, and the red gravel flew everywhere.

The elf rangers were stunned for a moment, but they followed suit and destroyed all their deceitful orbs. Some of them even pulled out the long knives at their waists and smashed the exquisite orbs.

"Very good," Taranas looked around, "The hunting will really begin! Everyone, come with me, and avenge the sacrificed fellow Farstriders!"

"revenge!"

On the other side of the jungle, two teams of elven rangers met unexpectedly. They wore the same cloak, but the patterns on the hem were different. One team had golden crossed longbows and arrows, and the other team had pale gold. of a rifle.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Sun, I wonder how your results are?"

"Ah, so-so, Miss Moon." Alleria brushed her long blond hair like the sun, "Second Lieutenant Nemis, how many trolls have we hunted?"

"Captain Alleria, counting the team of shadow hunters that we robbed and killed just now, we have killed 139 trolls, and none of them escaped from our grasp."

"You hear me, my dear sister."

"Ha, what a coincidence, dear Miss Sun, we happen to have two more than you," Sylvanas smiled and adjusted Sasdora on his lower back, "As of now we have one hundred and forty The left ear of eleven trolls, eh, Ensign Halduron?"

"...Actually, one hundred and forty trolls, Captain, we didn't kill one troll." The blond Halduron Brightwing said boldly.

Cirvanas glared at him: "But one more is too much, right, sister?"

"Tsk, well, but the hunt is not over yet, and it's still unknown who will die in the end, my dear sister."

"Of course, sister, I think you and I won't stop our steps, right?"

"Of course." Alleria raised her head and quickly stepped forward to hug her. "Be careful, Sylvanas, these trolls are very dangerous."

"You too, Alleria." Cirvanas also opened his arms and hugged her, "I can feel some horrible existence trying to erode this land."

Then the two bid farewell, and once again went hunting.

In the northern part of the pass, the troll's temporary camp, a troll suddenly staggered out of the forest, with two exquisite arrows stuck in his back and arms, and blood was flowing from his right eye.

"I..." Before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

The troll sentinel found him and ran over immediately. Looking at the wounds and tattoos on his body, his face changed drastically: "Come help!"

Senjin, who got the news soon, rushed to the place where the shaman witch doctor was. He looked at the seriously injured Shadow Hunter in front of him, lit a bouquet of incense with a stern expression, and stretched out his left hand to press on his forehead: "Wake up!" Come, children of the Darkspear, followers of Bwonsamdi, your fate should not be cut short here."

Kai slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the leather roof and froze for a moment, with a look of anxiety on his face.

"Don't get excited, my child, you are safe," Sen Jin's words seemed to have some magical power, and instantly appease the troll in front of him.

"Sen~Jin, leader, there is a team in this jungle hunting us down!"

"Ah, I already know the news." Senjin sat beside him, "The troll team that went deep into the jungle since yesterday has returned very little. The jungle is like an abyss, constantly devouring our darkness. The life of the spear."

"It's not the abyss, it's the elves with pointed ears, Sen'jin! I saw with my own eyes that they can transform into our appearance, and then take the opportunity to kill compatriots who let their guard down!"

"Is that so... Didn't Loa remind you?"

Kai shook his head: "This fog of voodoo not only cuts off the enemy's sight, but also cuts off the blessings of the Loa. I'm very lucky to have survived their attack, but it's a pity to pull these good seedlings." .”

"It's okay, Bwonsamdi will protect them," Sen'jin comforted Kai, and then muttered to himself, "Blood Lord Mandokir will arrive tomorrow, and the rest of the work will be left to him."

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