Ed, who has just reached the legendary realm, is the only opponent that the voodoo master has not considered, the reason is naturally that Ed's strength is not eye-catching, if the legendary mid-level Tuhat or Renault plays, he may be a little more afraid, but in the face of the new legend Ed, the voodoo master does not need to worry at all, the strength gap has already announced that he has a victory, and now the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the silver sword, the more the voodoo master looks at it, the more he feels extraordinary.

Vickers didn't take it lightly, for this battle would determine whether he could fulfill his long-cherished wish, and the thought of the adult's promise made him tremble with excitement, and he couldn't help but wave his claws in a show of momentum.

The falling gravel was like bullets, sweeping around him, Ed held the True Silver Holy Sword unmoved, his firm gaze was extremely steady, staring at the fierce Voodoo Master Vickers, quietly, a flash of light spread from the body of the True Silver Holy Sword to the hilt, and then a layer of holy flame burned on the back of Ed's hand, so that the Voodoo Master did not expect that the controlled Ixrid, under the instinct of the drive, couldn't help but take a step back.

"Damn the Light!"

The voodoo master cursed, and quickly increased the output of mana, the fungal hair on Ixrid's body grew wildly again, and the whole body was as bloated as a hairball, he saw that half of Ed's body was burning with holy flames, and he no longer allowed it to accumulate momentum, his body shook suddenly, and the fungal hair stood up like a steel needle, and then, countless poisonous spores erupted from the tip of the hair, like a rushing tide, and in an instant, drowning Ed's figure.

"Human, the Light will not bless you!"

A strange cry came from the mouth of the voodoo master, and instead of waiting for the result, he strode towards Ed, who was trapped in the sea of poison.

The entire underground passage began to shake violently, and the explorers who did not know the situation frowned, trying to find Ed's figure in the spore poison cloud, Jones, who was standing on the side, was a little worried about Ed's safety, the relationship between the two in the Hearthstone Hotel was relatively good, and he couldn't help but look at Renault: "Boss......"

"Just watch quietly."

Renault crossed his arms, his expression was calm, he had a cigar in his mouth, and laughed in a low voice: "The name of the True Silver Holy Sword is not blown by others. ”

At the same time, somewhere in the underworld, a fierce troll is smirking, and Vickers, the voodoo master standing beside him, is intently manipulating Ixrid, unaware of it.

In the stride, the laughter of the voodoo master was extremely harsh: "The kind-hearted Troll Vickers will personally send you on your way, human, remember to thank the Troll Vickers, the pain of the poisonous spores is not ......"

"We are all created equal!"

A categorical sound interrupted the voodoo master's wild laughter, and at this moment, the spore poisonous mist flying in the air suddenly stopped, and Anduin and the others, who were standing on the side, suddenly saw the outline of each poisonous spor, and saw Eddard in the poisonous mist, his hands held the hilt of the sword upside down, and while kneeling on one knee, the blade of the sword sank into the ground.

The strong but not fierce holy flame slowly burned on his body, this flame did not melt even a highly poisonous spor, but used heat to gently reverse their flight trajectory, everyone present, all felt Ed's respect for life, but the next moment, this feeling was replaced by shock.

The voodoo master was furious that Eddard interrupted him, and his massive body, which almost occupied the entire passageway, went on a rampage like a train, until the anger from the earth made him involuntarily stop.

The shining blade of the True Silver Sword sank into the earth, and it conveyed Ed's will to the earth, and Eddard did not want to see the poisonous spores continue to harm the world, so the earth followed his will and unleashed his wrath on the voodoo master who manipulated Ixrid.

The ground did not crack through the cracks, but the dazzling holy light surged out from the ground, and in the snap of a finger, the spore poison mist that filled the air was purified, and the voodoo master was not spared.

At first, the voodoo master didn't care, because the holy light from the ground was not powerful, he was not an extremely fragile poisonous spores, and this power could not hurt him at all, but then, he was shocked to notice that his control over Ixrid was rapidly decreasing, the reason was that a large number of fungal hairs on Ixrid's body were necrosis, and his voodoo spells could be cast through these alien fungi, and fungal necrosis meant that Ixrid was out of his control.

The voodoo master couldn't believe his eyes, the xenomorph fungus he carefully cultivated, water and fire were invulnerable, and the knife could not be broken, unless it was facing the same level of powerful dragon breath, it would not die in large quantities at all, and the divine light from the ground was far less powerful than the dragon's breath, but why did this happen?

Suddenly, the voodoo master remembered what Ed said about "all born equal", at that time, he didn't feel anything unusual, but now, he decided that this was the root cause, and the abnormal reaction of the spore poison mist seemed to be on the body of the fungal hair, and he was unaware of it.

"Is this your legendary ability?"

With the little xenomorph fungus left, the Voodoo Master tried his best to manipulate Ixrid into saying this.

Ed slowly stood up, put away the True Silver Holy Sword, and said lightly: "It's just a trivial feeling, I haven't mastered its essence yet, and I'm ugly." ”

The voodoo master had nothing to say, because of his distraction, Ixrid's complete escape from voodoo spells, and the loss of fungal hair all over his body, his mental condition seemed to be much better, and even his speech became fluent: "Ixrid doesn't want to kill people......"

As soon as the words fell, the big guy fell to the ground, and the mushroom dealer Max hurriedly stepped forward to check, muttering: "My good fellow, you can't be fine, my potion research just lacks a right-hand man like you...... Oh! Thankfully, there's nothing wrong with your mental state, but luckily that guy has limited abilities, otherwise I would have been desperately looking for him! Well...... I'll collect the rest of the fungus first, but luckily there are a few rare ones left! ”

To Max, the king of fungi, Ixrid, was far more affectionate than Eddard, but Anduin felt that he preferred the highly poisonous fungi.

"Well done, Ed." Anduin praised from the bottom of his heart, "The effect of the True Silver Holy Sword inducing the devotion of the earth, combined with your legendary ability, is a perfect match. ”

Glancing at Ixrid, who fell to the ground, Anduin said in his heart that he really wanted Ed to study something, that is, God blocked and killed God, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha.

"Thank you for this, if it weren't for your inspiration, how could I have realized the true meaning of knighthood?" Ed smiled indifferently.

Max, the mushroom dealer next to him, quickly collected rare fungi, and managed to wake up Ixrid, squatted on the ground, and asked with a smile: "You follow that guy Vickers, there is no future at all, you also saw what happened just now, he used voodoo magic to force you to kill, if you follow me, you don't have this kind of concern at all, I will take you to a good place, and you don't have to worry about poisonous spores that will accidentally kill people." ”

The fungal king, Ixrid, blinked, opened and closed his big mouth, his face full of hesitation and struggle, not knowing whether to say yes or not to Max. Having lost a large amount of fungal hair, Ixrid no longer blindly obeys the voodoo master Vickers, but the habits and cognitions buried in his heart make him unable to make up his mind to follow the mushroom dealer Max.

The kobold was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and said angrily: "Vickers cultivated you in order to use you to kill people, if he wants to do this in the future, can you refuse him?" I don't know how many times he's used you before, but I'm sure he'll use rhetoric to trick you every time it's over, and then after a while, he'll continue to control you with voodoo spells, think about it, that Vickers guy has gone crazy a long time ago, and if you continue to follow him, sooner or later you'll become a madman who only knows how to kill. ”

Ixrid's mouth opened wide, limited consciousness, thinking back to the past, as Max said, the voodoo master did promise again and again, no longer control him to hurt people's lives, but again and again, the strong mental impact made his consciousness become a little distorted, maybe it will not be long before he will be completely insensitized and become a killing machine for the voodoo master.

Ix Reid was silent for a moment, looked at Max, and asked in a deep voice, "Won't you use me to kill people?" ”

"Of course not!"

Max patted his chest, but the voice of the voodoo master came from afar: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Icks Reed, this guy wants to use you to research deadly potions, once mass-produced, both in terms of efficiency and quantity, it will far exceed your imagination." ”

The mushroom dealer's expression sank and he looked at the end of the passage: "Vickers, you guy still dare to appear in front of me?" ”

"Why don't you dare?"

The crowd followed the prestige and found that it was not only the voodoo master who came, but also a real troll with an imposing atmosphere.

Tuk Tuk ......

The voodoo master, with a stiff figure, walked slowly with a ghost-headed wooden staff, he was dressed in a tattered dark purple robe, with a few purple and green candles on his shoulders, the life fire candle on his head showed the shape of a skeleton, a charred and dry bone was inserted in the candle wax, which looked very weird, the voodoo master's skin was extremely dark, a pair of eyes flashed with a green glow, he stared at Ixrid, and his mouth made a bewitching sound: "Come back, Ixrid, you were created by the troll Vickers, and you can only belong to the troll Vickers." ”

Seeing that the King of Fungi subconsciously wanted to obey the wishes of the voodoo master, the mushroom dealer couldn't help but be furious, holding a bottle of special potion in his hand, and scolded loudly: "Vickers, look at your current appearance, as a legendary powerhouse, your vitality is actually pitiful, if you dare to say more, I will personally blow out your life candle." ”

The Voodoo Master felt Max's anger, but he looked at the trolls around him, and his heart swelled with infinite courage, and he smiled strangely: "Troll Vickers, don't be afraid of challenges!" ”

His words completely angered the mushroom dealer, and he was about to drink the potion when he opened the cap of the bottle, when the voice of the old fox Marin rang out: "Woking? ”

The troll with a fiery red cockscomb head and a pair of mammoth fangs nodded slightly.

Anduin raised his eyebrows, he had already noticed this powerful troll at the peak of the legend, and guessed the identity of the other party in his heart, but he didn't expect this person to be Woking! Woking, the troll in the World of Warcraft, eventually became the Great Chief of the Orcs, and in this world, he is not currently in charge of the Darkspear Clan, but his reputation in the entire Troll Race is already equivalent to that of Garrosh in the Orc Tribe.

The strength is not to be underestimated.

Anduin was puzzled in his heart, and didn't understand why Wojin appeared here, you must know that the Dark Spear tribe where Wojin is located belongs to the forest trolls, located in the northeast corner of the entire continent, separated from Stormwind Town by the entire orc territory, and the other party has sneaked underground thousands of miles away, I am afraid that the plot is not small.

Who knows, Woking nodded to the old fox, and then looked straight at Anduin, his hoarse voice was like a broken gong, and it was extremely harsh: "You are Anduin?" I don't know why Gouyle thinks so highly of you. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing the orc warriors, Anduin was stunned, since he had dealt with the old Pope St. Francis, Gouyl said goodbye to him, and embarked on a journey home, he had tried to inquire about Gouyle's condition, but he could not find a suitable way, and couldn't help asking: "How is Gouyle now, have you found his lost people?" ”

"His luck is good, the Frostwolf Clan was not completely destroyed, when I met him, he seemed to be learning the power of the shaman, such a powerful warrior, he actually had to learn the power of the elements, hmph, I really don't know what is going on in his head." Woking snorted and pointed to the three scars on his right arm, looking at him, they should have been left by Gouyle, but now they were smeared with white marks by Voking, which looked like some kind of totemic mark.

Anduin smiled slightly: "This is my suggestion, Gouyle's future is destined to be extraordinary, if he wants to become a qualified tribal leader, he must master the power of the shaman, a warrior, no matter how strong he is, can only make the tribe strong for a while, but not for a lifetime!" ”

Wojin immediately laughed: "This is simply the funniest joke I've ever heard, a human who actually wants to make orcs strong forever?" ”

"We are friends, lifelong friendships." Anduin looked back at Renault, who looked strange, "If one day, he can become the great chief of the orc tribe, I think humans and orcs will have a long time of peace." ”

Woking's eyes narrowed, and he glanced deeply at Anduin, the huge fangs like a mammoth, and raised gently: "You are so optimistic about Gouyle?" Do you know? The life of the frost wolf clan is very difficult, and it can only barely guarantee that the clansmen can continue to reproduce, no matter how strong the Guys are, they can't hide the reality of the clan's weakness, without the full support of the powerful clan, the peaceful time you expect can only be a bubble. ”

"Goyole is different."

Anduin said loudly: "He will definitely become the great chief of the tribe, and that day is destined not to be too long." ”

"Oh?" Wojin Monster laughed, "If you knew the current situation of the Orc Tribe, you would not have such strong confidence in him, and in the near future, a big event will happen to the Orc Tribe, even the most powerful clans are not sure to survive safely, do you think the Frost Wolf Clan that survives in the cracks is possible?" ”

Woking's words made Anduin hear a little hint, and the other party came from afar, as if this was the case.

Anduin took a deep breath, looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "Of course, since you are talking about a big event, then the small frost wolf clan cannot become the target of public criticism, crises and opportunities coexist, this may be an opportunity for the frost wolf clan to grow rapidly." ”

Wojin snorted coldly: "Since you say so, then I will destroy the Frost Wolf Clan first, and it seems to be a proud thing to strangle the future orc chief in advance." ”

"Oh, don't think these words can scare me, I know what Gouyle is like, and since he mentioned me to you, it means that your relationship is not bad." Anduin said confidently, "You forest trolls are the closest to the orcs in the troll race, but because of history, the status has always been extremely embarrassing, this big incident of the orc tribe must also be your forest troll, or your dark spear tribe's opportunity, in my judgment, it is a good choice to cooperate with the frost wolf clan with full potential, Gouyle is an outstanding collaborator, he will help you change the status quo." ”

Hearing this, Woking's expression changed again and again, he gritted his teeth, and decided not to talk to Anduin anymore, he just said a few words casually, and he was caught by this shrewd human being, and suddenly turned away from this place.

The voodoo master, who thought he had found a backer, was in a hurry, and hurriedly said, "Lord Wojin......"

"The test just now, barely passed, I allow you to become a member of the Dark Spear Tribe."

The Voodoo Master was stunned for a moment, then danced and screamed loudly, fulfilling his long-held dream, and he didn't care about anything else, and his thin body strode beside Woking, completely leaving Ixrid behind.

The King of Fungi looked at his back, thought for a moment, and stayed with the mushroom dealer Max, much to the kobold's satisfaction, and shouted at the vanoo master who was gradually moving away: "You know each other, Vickers!" ”

The voodoo master didn't move, but Woking's voice came from the darkness.

"That guy named Glop, the ghost mother, doesn't have long eyes, and I've already been injured by me, Anduin, I'll give you this cheap. Also, I forgot to mention that Goyle changed his name, and as for what he is called now, can't you guess? Guess for yourself! ”

Anduin could sense the mockery in Woking's words, and he chuckled and said slowly, "I think he will remember his slave past, so he will change his name to Thrall!" ”

Woking was silent, but the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard in the passageway......