Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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At night, the blood lord Mandokir knelt quietly in his tent, looked at the huge red wind snake statue in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Here you come, Mandokir."

"Godbreaker," Mandokir in the soul world knelt respectfully on the ground, in front of him was the bound giant wind snake and the even bigger Jindu phantom behind it.

"What's the situation on the front line?"

"It's difficult to attack. Those long ears built a fortress on our only way. We can only send a small troll team to go around the jungle to find Hakar's sacrifice."

"I know, now I will use these totem poles to pass on the power to you and your elite trolls."

"Yes, Godbreaker!"

"Break through those long-eared defense lines as soon as possible, the trolls gathered in the north will put too much logistical pressure on us!"

"yes."

Then Mandokir opened his eyes, got up and walked out of the tent. Two huge totem poles were erected outside the tent, and several captured humans were tied to the edge of the tent and shivering.

Mandokir waved his hand, those sorcerers nodded, pulled out the sharp blades at their waists and instantly chopped off the heads of those human farmers. Red blood gushed out, absorbed and transformed by the totem pole, and then all the trolls Feeling the terrible coercion of the totem pole, red blood mist continuously emerged from it.

The blood lord was the first to inhale it, and the red power snaked down like an earthworm, and his whole body expanded again, and then those sorcerers, berserkers, and soul warriors were also strengthened by Hakar's power again, and they roared And began to eat the remains of those sacrifices.

Senjin and Yekrik looked at the totem pole exuding Haka's divine power from a distance, and the red mist became bigger and bigger, gradually spreading to the entire camp.

"What shall we do, Sen'jin."

"Wait, Jecrek," Sen'jin narrowed his eyes, "and pray that your gods won't abandon you..."

The high-ranking troll priestess shook her head: "Then I'd better get out of here. I'm not like you and the shadow hunters of your tribe, who can get the support of a powerful loa like Bwonsamdi. Sirik is the Lord of the Night and the Lord of the Sky." King, the god of the night, but he still can't compete with the soul taker,

If I stay any longer, I'm afraid I can't help but lose my faith. "

"...our tribe intends to leave here for the west, and we don't mind taking Sirik's disciples with you if you are willing and not afraid of sacrifice."

"West side?" Yekrick was stunned for a moment, "Then why don't I return to Zandalar?"

"Zandalari? Are you a troll from the Zandalari tribe?" Senjin was stunned for a moment, "Then why didn't Zandalari send troops to destroy Hakkar like last time?"

"Because Zandalari itself is also in a huge predicament now. Snakemen and blood trolls have been harassing our border frantically in the past hundred years. King Rastakhan has focused all his attention on the northern border of the empire. And Priest Zul didn't care, he always said 'don't worry, I have seen the end'. I have sent several messengers before and after Jindu summoned Hakkar, but they all disappeared without a word."

"Really..." Senjin nodded, and then looked at the red mist that was flying higher and higher and getting bigger and bigger, "Then I suggest you go quickly, Mandokir and those Gurubashi under him The trolls are crazy, this evil force is using us."

Yekrik nodded: "Take care, Sen'jin. I will report the change in Zul'Gurub to the God King when I get back, and try to persuade King Rastakhan and Zul to send troops to help you."

"Okay," said Sen'kin with a flicker of worry in his eyes.

The elf rangers in the enchantment fortress also saw the red mist rising into the sky, but they were very confident in the magic enchantment, so they didn't care.

However, the trolls strengthened by the power of Hakar rushed straight into the thick fog under the command of Mandokir, and covered those trolls. The sorcerer planted a large number of totem poles, red energy balls, red lightning They kept flying out of the woodland, and those troll warriors also threw their weapons towards the barrier one after another, and they made a "cracking" sound after hitting the barrier.

"Lor'themar, can the barrier hold up?" Li Reza walked to the watchtower of the fortress and watched the troll's attack. The barrier began to flicker, as if it would break in the next second.

"We still have plenty of energy crystals in stock." The ranger quietly looked at the various spells and weapons thrown out of the thick fog, then turned to Halduron Brightwing, "Our plan Are you clear?"

"Yes, Captain Theron," Halduron snapped to attention.

"Go and inform our logistics staff, and always pay attention to the energy consumption of the enchantment! The longer we delay here, the smoother it will be for Aristophanes!"

In Newmerville, Aristophanes meets Isarios and Merlinthra.

"Are there any other dragons coming to support?"

"Probably not." Isarios shook his head. "According to Her Highness Ysera's order, only I and Her Highness the Princess will go to the south with you and give you cover."

"I'm afraid the two of you are not enough? There are tens of thousands of trolls there, and there are also terrifying creatures they summon."

"It doesn't matter," Isarios said confidently, "I can do what His Royal Highness the Prince can do back then, not to mention that now with Melinthra's assistance, it will be fine!"

The elf mage glanced at him and nodded: "Okay, let's take a rest and set off early this morning!"

Then Aristophanes returned to the front line again, planned some things with Alleria, and rode Adelina along the high mountain wall in the early morning and began to climb rapidly, followed by two green dragons.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the two green dragons gathered their wings to take a rest, and Aristophanes came to the edge of the cliff to look at the troll city covered in green and red mist.

"When are we going down?" Melinsera came to his side.

The elf mage looked up at the falling double moon, and calculated the time: "Wait a minute, wait for Ms. Bai and they to fall completely, and we will start to act again at the darkest time before dawn."

"Do you need to be so cautious?"

"After all, there are only three of us," Aristophanes said, "and to be honest, the distance is a bit far now. If it is closer, I should be able to use some means to completely destroy this group of troll cities."

"There are many unpolluted innocent mortals there, they are the best sacrifices for Hakkar," Isarios stepped forward, "and last time in the temple, you also saw that Hakkar would sacrifice from the dead. Gather strength on your body, so in this case..."

"Try to only target the culprit, that is, the Godbreaker. Well, the time is almost up, let's go." The elf mage replied, and then looked at the double moon that had completely fallen into the sea, and released the slow falling technique for himself , directly jumped down.

Isarios and Melinthra also returned to their dragon forms and dived down. The brightly lit troll city had no idea what kind of attack they were about to face.

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