"Welcome, welcome, I didn't expect you to come in person."

On the field airfield at the rear of the battlefield, Xiang Ningxuan personally came to pick up the plane, and it was actually Zurkin, the leader of the Amani trolls.

When he came back from Tianzhu before, Zuerjin sent Galea, the god of dragon eagles, to the republic, but the arrogant dragon eagles on the road did not deal with Xiang Ningxuan and were driven back.

Anyway, the Amani trolls are in Bagan, as long as they don't come to mess with the Republic, Xiang Ningxuan doesn't bother to pay attention to them. He didn't expect Zurkin to come in person.

Accompanying Zurkin was the High Priestess of the Deadwood Trolls, Marri, who had changed to worship the Dragon Totem, and in addition to the original clansmen, the Trolls who had been later incorporated by the Dragon Warriors and some other primitive cult tribes were also incorporated into the Deadwood Trolls. Marri is a full-time brainwasher.

Through Marri, Xiang Ningxuan already knew why Zuerjin came in person. It started when he received an invitation to the Rastaha Smash Bros.

King Rastaha of Zendalar invites trolls from around the world to the Arena to show off their skills, and the winner can be rewarded with great rewards.

The problem is that Zulkin is determined to rebuild the Amani Empire. Amani and Gulabash were the two troll empires that divided Ancient Azeroth, and Zandalar was only a tribal responsible for preserving knowledge and researching spells, the equivalent of librarians.

Now that Gulabash has long been torn apart and Amani is not as strong as it once was, Zandalar seems to be the leader of the trolls.

Zulkin, a veteran hero of trolls, is invited to compete with a group of young people, and is also judged by the high-ranking Rastaha king. Where to put this face? Special meow, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs!

Xiang Ningxuan was at least a friend on an equal footing, and Amani Troll was unreliable to the others, so Zurjin simply found it himself. He first went to Yunnan Province to meet Lin Boyun, verbally reached a peace agreement, opened a trading port on the border, and then flew to the headquarters of the Long Xiang Army.

Since Xiang Ningxuan was leading the troops, Zurjin was entertained by Marri and visited the new home of the now deadwood troll.

Zurkin was stunned by the status quo of the Deadwood Trolls, and his neat and clean housing and nutritious food did not impress him. What shocked Zurkin the most was the training of teenage trolls.

The Deadwood Trolls were the first alien to be tied to the Chariot of the Dragon Army, and the treatment of the regular soldiers was the same as that of the Dragon Army - except for military exploits, they could not be exchanged for shares of the Taichu Group. Adult trolls earn enough to feed their entire clan, so young trolls don't have to worry about food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and can devote themselves to training.

Trolls are born warriors and have a much better foundation than humans. As long as you have scientific and reasonable training and adequate nutritional intake, your strength will improve rapidly. Over the past year, about 8 percent of the troll teenagers who have been trained have advanced to elite heroes, and about 8% have been employed in legal professions such as shamans, mages, and priests.

What is this concept? Deadwood Trolls make up one-fifth of Amani's population, and have the same number of teenagers with advanced professions as Amani.

The best of the troll youths were already able to fight back and forth with the elite veterans brought by Zulgin, of course, only for the competition, if it was really life and death, these well-trained rookies would not be enough for a few lives.

However, as long as these young people go to the battlefield to experience it, many strong people will definitely emerge.

In contrast, Zurkin was envious. He has already made up his mind to cooperate with humanity, the Republic to be precise. Of course, instead of taking refuge like the Deadwood Trolls, Zulkin would not give up his power. Amani will become a mercenary who will be paid to do things for the Republic.

When he met Zandala's people in Liangzhou, Xiang Ningxuan called Zuerjin over.

Squatting in front of the corpse of the Zandalar warrior, Zulkin sneered and said, "I can't imagine that Zandala, who has always claimed to be the inheritor of the troll civilization, would actually take refuge in the evil god if he didn't serve the god of Loa well. ”

Xiang Ningxuan said: "I'm afraid this is the Prophet Zuer's own opinion. ”

"Hehe, that's more interesting." Zurkin said, pulling out the invitation and saying, "Zandala is centrifugal up and down, Rastaha still has the heart to play some kind of big brawl." Didn't he know that his kingdom was falling apart? ”

"Now, I'd be interested in seeing what kind of fool this king of Zandalar is."

Xiang Ningxuan spread his hands and said, "Then it's better to go to the prophet who will meet Zandala first." ”

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The Liangzhou Blood God Temple is a building complex hidden in the depths of the Gobi, and it was originally unknown which god it was sacrificed to, but now it belongs to the Blood God Sect. The surface building is only the tip of the iceberg, and the huge underground palace is the essence, which is protected by magic circles inside and outside.

At the beginning, Xiang Ningxuan led people to raid here, and it was not difficult to occupy the surface, but the difficult thing was how to break through the intricate underground palace.

When Xiang Ningxuan came with Zuerjin, he was seeing the strength of the Blue Army's Manchurian Commander demonstrating how to fight whacks.

The first emperor's imperial mausoleum was opened as a mausoleum, and he wanted to rely on external forces to crack it, unless he leveled Lishan. The temple of the Blood God Sect is not so domineering, it is built under the open Gobi.

As a result, a group of Lan Xiang graduates and dozens of ground-drilling bullets blessed by the special effects of Demon Breaking made the Blood Ancestor who was guarding the dungeon panic. Because according to this kind of destruction progress, ten days and half a month can destroy the outer magic circle and dig through the ground.

"Zur, the prophet of Zandalara. Why don't you go to serve the god Loa, what are you doing here? Zulkin scoffed, "I know you can hear me, don't hide like a mouse." ”

Magic surged, and an illusionary image was projected onto the ground. Wearing a high golden crown and two large teeth, Zur appeared.

Zur sarcastically said: "Zurkin, when did you become a lackey of the human race. ”

"We are an equal partnership. What's more, it seems that humans are much more reliable than your gods now, at least you don't have to hide in the dark dungeon. ”

"Bastard, you haven't seen the true power of Gohorn. And behind me, there's not just the God of Blood! Both Azeroth and here will be destroyed. And the only way out for you is to join us. ”

Zur's words reveal two meanings: first, he is also associated with the ancient gods such as Enzos and Cthun; Secondly, this guy has gone crazy and can't communicate normally.

Even Zurkin couldn't listen to this, and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell Rastaha?" ”

Zur sneered, "Rastaha is not worthy of ruling Zandalar at all!" He's just an idiot, do you think he trusts you better or me? ”

Xiang Ningxuan nodded secretly, through Zuer's words, at least the approximate timeline can be confirmed. Zur hasn't rebelled yet, but it's coming.

"You're the human who repeatedly sabotaged the Blood God's plans?" Zuer suddenly turned to Xiang Ningxuan and said, "The prophecy tells me that you are going to be unlucky. Hahaha! ”

With Zur's words, wisps of blood suddenly rose from the ground, and the breath of corruption and poison seeped out.

"It's not good, get out of here!" Xiang Ningxuan greeted, and the Trapped Immortal Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the silver-white sword light locked on the ground, and the sluggish blood mist spread.

“10，9，8，…… 1，0。 After the countdown was over, Xiang Ningxuan didn't care if there were still people who hadn't withdrawn, and the jetpack behind the individual armor was fully opened, and it suddenly took off.

The blood mist that had lost its suppression was as thick as blood, and the entire temple area turned into a pool of resentful blood, and in the black and red blood, it seemed that countless faces were wailing and screaming. A stream of blood-colored energy broke through the shackles of space-time summoning and threw itself into the plane where Gohorn was.

"The Blood God Cult actually sacrificed all the remaining cultists!" Xiang Ningxuan finally understood what was going on.

After the defeat in the decisive battle, the main force of the Blood God Sect had already suffered casualties, and Zuer and Blood Ancestor knew that the Liangzhou Blood God Temple could not be defended.

The Blood God did not recruit followers to spread doctrine, but to gain blood and power. Since the Liangzhou Blood God Sect has lost the opportunity to continue to grow bigger, and will even be completely wiped out, it is necessary to cut the meat and stop the loss in time - it is the same as investment.

The old, weak, sick and disabled who participated in the gang were the meat to be cut off, and they were sacrificed one after another, turned into blood mist energy and stored.

The Blood Ancestor hated Xiang Ningxuan, who had repeatedly destroyed the plan, thinking that the Republic Army would enter the underground palace, but he didn't expect to use external forces to crack it, so he could only hurriedly detonate the divine power of sacrifice.

In the distant cavern, Zur and the Blood God teleported out with a handful of cronies.

"Let's go, back to Zandalara! We still have important things to do. ”

The Blood Ancestor is older than Zur, but now that he has lost all his power, he can only become a follower of Zur. He bowed and saluted, "That Xiang Ningxuan and Zuerjin got mixed up, didn't Rastaha have a brawl recently?" I'm afraid they'll do bad things. ”

Zur was interested: "Oh, what do you have in mind?" ”

The blood mist on the blood ancestor's body surged, and Sen Ran said: "Xiang Ningxuan's strength is strong and there is a large army on his side, so it will definitely not work to fight head-on." But I've heard that I once lured the demon into my body, and if I could break his mental defense from the side, I could also destroy him. ”

Zur smiled: "Very good, whatever help you need, I will let people fully cooperate." ”

"Leave it to me!" The blood mist that permeated the blood ancestor's body gradually converged into his body, turning into a man who was not good-looking, looking into the distance.

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