Chapter Twenty-Five: Preparations for the Long Journey

"Chief, why is this gavel so important?" On the throne, Sandal couldn't help but ask. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info It's not just him, almost all the trolls are concerned about this.

Looking at Cavero, who was dragged by Sandar and thrown aside like a dead dog, the current troll shaman no longer has the majesty of his past. His blood was spilled all the way, and the massive blood loss made Cabello pale.

"Cabello has this sacred mallet, with which he can wake up the sleeping Gazriela without worrying about angering the Loa demigods. This was Cabello's only mission as a shaman of Gazrila. Looking at the crowd, some of the trolls had already understood the current situation, and trolls like Shandar were still confused.

"Well, whoever it is, as long as he has that special Zulfarak mallet, he can do the same thing as Kabello."

"I can't!" Sandar exclaimed in disbelief, "Is that a Loa deity that can summon Gazrila so easily?" ”

"The gods of Loa are generally on the soul plane, like Hesses, the god of poisonous snakes. But Gazrila is different, it has always been in the real world. This powerful demigod sleeps in the sacred pool. Not a calling. Cabello just woke it up and reminded it that it was time to eat. ”

Now, all the trolls have understood, and they all have solemn faces. A Loa demigod is in Zulfarakri, and if you're not careful, it might wake up. No wonder the Kazik chieftain would be so cautious and let Vinnosis seal off the sacred pool. In case Cavillo had some crazy minions, and if there were trolls who were desperate to provoke the sleeping beast, then the whole of Zulfarak would be facing the wrath of a Loa demigod.

For a moment, all the trolls were silent, for this important sacred mallet had been destroyed by Cabello.

"Chief, since Gazrila is sleeping underwater, why don't you kill it now?" The beast is defenseless now. "You're the one who owns the legendary Excalibur Whipper Susas." ”

The trolls' eyes lit up at the sound of Sundar's shouts, which seemed to make sense. Looking at the Shafury chieftain, they saw Kazik shaking his head constantly. Does this work?

"Shandar, I don't know what Gazrila is really capable of. In case its strength is beyond my capabilities, I am confident that I will not be killed. But Zulfarak could be ruined by a furious demigod. Such a loss cannot be afforded by the Shanu tribe. And it's not just about killing Gazrila, it's about reclaiming the Sacred Pool. The traverser thought that Gazriela didn't seem to have any skills in the game in terms of toxins, but in this unusually real Azeroth, who knows what the difference would be.

"You all already know that Gazrila's body is a hydra, and that's a snake! If it's a snake, it can be poisonous! What's the point of taking it back if we accidentally pollute the sacred pool by Gazrila. ”

There shouldn't be a few earthlings who aren't afraid of those cold-blooded animals. Not only does Gazrila have four legs, but she even has three heads! Four-legged three-headed snake?

Beckoning to Zerelis to bring up the servant of Cavero, the poor troll shaman was already frightened mad. His head was buried deep between his legs, and he fell to his knees like that, shaking all over. It seems that he thinks that he has only a dead end.

"Alright, don't be nervous, little priest. We're going to deal with Gazrila, and you're still our people. As long as you cooperate, I swear nothing will be done to you, in the name of my chief. Kazik pursed his lips and looked at the almost silent Cavero, "I just have a personal vendetta with Cavero Shaman. ”

"What kind of grudge will there be between us?" Cabello roared, his voice still sharp.

Oh, I'm in good spirits. Cabello, you probably don't remember. But I will never forget!

Ignore Cabello, who was swearing frantically. Shandar, Kenos rushed forward with a flurry of punches and kicks, and the troll shaman's vicious curses were silenced. They also hated Cabello.

Haha, no wonder the fighter's punches and thieves' kicks in the game have a interrupting effect. He meowed, and when he cast the spell, he was brought on like this, so that the ghost could continue to chant the spell as if nothing had happened!

"How's it going, have you figured it out? Little priest, would you like to cooperate with us? ”

"Yes, yes, I do. Kazik chieftain, I am willing to pledge my allegiance to you. This servant of Cabello couldn't help nodding, and the fear of death made him abandon his loyalty to Cabello.

Although the little shaman didn't know much, he also provided enough information about Gazrila.

All the trolls looked at their chieftain, where Kazik quietly pondered what to do.

"It seems that the only thing left is to reforge the sacred mallet." After sorting out all the information, Kazik finally made a decision.

"I need to make a long trip. I'll be away for a long time. ”

"No, Chief." As soon as Kazik spoke, Zerelis and the others objected.

Kazik knew that he had only just become the chief of the Sand Fury, and that he had not yet truly taken control of Zulfarak. Kazik leaving now will give some of the trolls a chance. Some of them have bad intentions and want to steal the power of the Sandfury Clan.

"Haha, I know what you're worried about. Zarelis, don't care. I'll be back. Kazik's piercing eyes scanned the surroundings. The flogger is in my hands, and no one can shake my position. ”

Antusur's heart froze, and he felt the gaze of the trolls around him, and those very bad gazes.

"Antusur,"

Hearing Kazik's shout, the troll tamer's heart almost stopped. I wanted to answer, but I opened my mouth but couldn't make a sound. Is this going to be done against him? At that moment, he wanted to run away.

"I want you to go to the quicksand sentry, where the water source is very important. I will strengthen your forces. You'll have to beware of the Rotten Nest xenomorph infestation. ”

"Ha, ha," the troll tamer sighed, "I'll do your bidding. ”

The boulder in Antusur's heart fell, and Kazik was not ready to cleanse him. Although he was driven out of Zulfarak, he is still alive and gratifying.

"Shandar, I need you to build an improvised gallows on the edge of a cliff in the desert, just outside the city of Zulfarak. To get in touch with Kulim, we need to get food from the Angolo crater. ”

"I wish to follow you on a long journey, Chief." Sandal was reluctant, "I want to fight, and I'm not going to build any gallows." ”

"I'll let Kulim assist you, there will be a lot of battles in Angolo, but don't mess with those Tyrannosaurus."

"Kulim? I don't like that guy. Seeing Kazik's stern eyes, Shandar was silent and could only accept orders.

There aren't many Sandfury Trolls that you can look at, Sandal, why don't you go to the sky!

"Sur, Veressa, lead a search of all of Zulfarak and collect those troll tablets. The ancient secrets recorded on the tablets would be the most useful knowledge of the Sandfury. ”

The water divider, Viresha, was confused, and did not quite understand Kazik's order. Troll slabs are all over the place, wouldn't that make a fuss? But Sur knew that his chieftain, Kazik. Windfury had been thinking about how to take the power of a Loa demigod. Those ancient stone tablets may have recorded such knowledge. The Traveler has been planning this for a long time. The Sandwalker felt that the burden on his body was incomparably heavier.

"Zumuran, I command you to be my agent, and take full charge of all the day-to-day affairs of Zulfarak. Kenos, you are to assist Zumuran. I don't want to see any bad moves happening. If someone wants to do something, kill him! Of course, when I return, I hope that your hands are not stained with the blood of our people. ”

Everyone knew that from this day forward, Kenos would turn into dust and wraith, and the shadow of him and Zumuran would hang over the whole of Zulfarak.

"Zerelis, take Klegirak and Sinsala, and pick a few elite fighters. We'll go a long way. ”

Looking at Cabello, who was almost out of breath, he walked up to the troll shaman, "Actually, you're doing a pretty good job, Cabello. You've caused me a lot of trouble. It doesn't matter, I'll cross the Endless Sea, far to the East, where there are our ancient troll brethren, the Evil Branch. In their majestic city of Cincaro, I will reforge the hammer of Zulfarak. Gazriela was finally killed. ”

"How do you know all this? These accounts have long since faded into the past. You can't know that. Cabello's face was dead, his voice so low that he could barely hear it. His words were filled with shock and disbelief.

Kazik tapped his head with a finger, "I know all the secrets of the Sand Fury, and all the past of this mysterious world. I'm sure the message in my head is my greatest reliance. ”

Turning around, Kazik saw that the troll shaman who had surrendered was still shivering, "Sethus, this troll shaman is now under your jurisdiction. You're going to find Sekka the Martyr. I know that his ghost is wandering in Zulfarak. Against Gazrila, I'll need his scarabs. And you, don't worry, Shaman, my promise is still valid. Kazik smiled evilly, "Take good care of Kabello." Strip off his soul, and I want his wail to resound throughout the Thanaris desert! ”

The Troll Shaman won't understand, but the Traveler knows that there is such a term, Cast a name. This troll shaman had no choice, and there was no turning back for him.

Very nice, at the time of Kazik's departure. The troll shaman who had surrendered had tormented the souls of his former master in the most brutal way he had ever known. The traverser gets Cabello's 'Space Storage Item', which is a troll witchcraft backpack.

Trolls, witchcraft?

Kazik kept flipping through the package in his hand, was this the same sorcery cloth bag from Zuaman?