Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Tombs of the Ancients
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Ogres and orcs had briefly teamed up with Zulgin's forest trolls, which was why the Stonehammer tribe wasn't too surprised to see the Sandfury Trolls. These fat men can't tell the difference between a forest troll and a sand fury troll.
Chief Sand Fury succeeded in killing Kagoor, he passed the test of blood, and the ogres chanted the name of Kazik, the new king of the Stonehammer tribe.
"Kazik!"
"Kazik!"
"Kazik!"
The four trolls also heard the earth-shattering cheers, knowing that the troll chief had defeated his opponent, and they had never doubted Kazik's strength.
"Quietly."
Kazik pressed down with both hands, stopping the ogre's screams.
"Ogres are the most powerful."
Another sentence caused the ogre fat man to cheer and shout.
"The orcs were weak and powerless, so we left that weak tribe and came to the other side of the sea. But I felt lonely, and the gavel needed friends. ”
"Friends?"
"Are those orcs?"
"Didn't you just say that the orcs are weak?"
"Not orcs." Kazik interrupted the ogre's noisy conjecture again, "It's a troll. ”
"Trolls?"
"No, Lord Kazik, trolls are as weak as orcs."
"Yes, a strong ogre doesn't need a weak troll friend."
Listening to the arrogant words of the fat man below, Kazik almost wanted to draw his sword and cut people.
'Lao Tzu is a troll. ’
"I didn't find the forest troll of Zulgin, the Sandfury, it was the Sandfury troll from the Southern Desert. We all know the weak strength of those forest trolls, trolls are not as strong as ogres, but these sand fury trolls are tough enough that they will be Stonehammer's best friends. ”
Kazik paused slightly as he spoke, and turned his head to look at the three Mogmulok, he needed the three fat men to lead the rhythm.
The sinister look of the Sand Fury Chieftain startled Mogmulok, Drazsimbi, and Sargo as they had no way out.
"Sand Fury!"
"Sand Fury!"
"Stonehammer needs those sandfury friends."
In the midst of a thousand calls, the four of Klegillac slowly stepped forward, and Sand Fury and Stonehammer finally became allies.
Ally? Kazik just needs some cannon fodder.
Kazik sat on the throne of the stone mallet king and felt particularly unhappy. The throne of the Sandfury Chief is made of stone, and the throne of the Great Goddock is made of elves. The throne of this stone mallet village is just the self-creation of these vulgar fat people, and it is said to be the throne, but it is actually just a rotten wooden chair.
Kazik writhed and writhed, very uncomfortable. I had no choice but to endure it.
"King Kazik, this is the axe you're looking for."
Salg found a very special axe from the treasure of Corgor and hurriedly presented it to the new king of the stonehammer.
"Is this it?"
Kazik took the axe and looked back and forth, not quite sure. The ancient battle axe has its own blood-sucking effect, and you can know how to identify this weapon by cutting a few people?
'Unpleasant! If only there was a character like Dika Kane. Free identification. ’
"Drazsimby," Kazik flicked his axe at the two-headed ogre, "you're one of the few clever fellows in the Stonehammer. Do you know where this axe came from? ”
"Haha, King Kazik, Drazsimbi really knows."
The Two-Headed Ogre has always prided himself on his ingenuity.
"This giant battle axe was forged for Casdrak and made a name for itself in the Blood River War, and it has a special name, Thrasel. But with the demise of the Black Scar Tribe, the tomahawk fell into the hands of Kaogoer. ”
"Thrasil! Haha, that's it. Hahahahaha. Draz Simby, you are very smart indeed. ”
"That's it. Draz Simby's two heads weren't white. ”
Kazik's trip went well, with the gavel under his command and Serasl in his hands, and he began to look forward to the scene of himself holding a double axe and killing people on the battlefield.
'Call me the Troll Berserker!' ’
The village of Stonehammer now belongs to Kazik, and he also has some dealings with Onexia, and the Black Dragon Princess should not destroy Stonehammer Village again. But thinking about the mud chain town established by the goblins in the future, the troll chief was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't allow another force to appear in this vicinity.
After some deliberation, Kazik decided to let the mallets separate.
"Separated?"
"How?"
The three fat men who surrendered to Cheng didn't understand very much, Kazik had just sat in the position of the king of the stone mallet and was about to split up, what kind of trouble was this?
"Drazsimby, you'll be my chief advisor. Salg, I want you to take some of the Stonehammer warriors further southwest and establish a new village of the Stonehammer tribe there. I've already thought about it, and the new village will be called Mud Chain Village. As for Mogmulok, you stay in the village of Stonehammer. ”
The three fat men looked at each other, they didn't understand the plans of the new stone mallet king at all.
"Execute. I won't necessarily stay in the Stonehammer Clan forever, I'll elect an acting king. Hey, Mog Mullock, Salger, you two have to behave. As for Draz Simby, you, as my chief advisor, supervise them well. ”
Kazik wants to create confrontation in the gavel, but he won't let them play out the dog's brain.
There are also plenty of velociraptors in the Dust Swamp, and the Sandfury Chief will send out men to help the ogres tame the beasts. Goddock has coyotes, and Stonehammer should have velociraptors.
In a few days, with the help of Kazik, Salg had already gained a foothold in the southwest of the village of Shimao, and the village called the mud chain village by Kazik had already taken shape.
Several harpies have found the Sand Fury Chieftain, and they have found the remains of an ancient elf, and Kazik's treasure hunt continues, and it's time for him to leave.
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"Glinka. I've heard you guys have some clues. ”
"Yes, Chief Kazik."
As soon as he found the Harpy, the Troll Chief asked impatiently, he had coveted the two artifacts in the Elven Ruins for a long time.
"Tell me about it."
"We patrolled the area as you commanded, and unexpectedly, we spotted some elves."
"Elves? How could they end up in the barrens? ”
'Not true. Kazik had a rough guess in his heart, "There will be a few elven witches in the tomb of the ancients, and even if Lord Tyrande has turned into a skeleton, these witches are still at his command." ’
"And you followed the witch?"
"Yes. We found the Elven Witch, who was around here to get food. After investigating, we found the remains of an elven building here. This might be the place you're looking for. ”
"Witches, elven ruins, it must be the tombs of the ancients."
Kazik concluded, "The ancient tombs are nearby." Everyone dispersed and searched carefully. But be careful, those witches are not easy to mess with. ”
"Yes!"
"Yes, Chief Kazik."
'Tomb of the Ancients, Ha, Lord Tyrande, I want your head. Tyrande? It's good not Tyrande. Style. ’
"Chief, here."
The trolls found a hidden entrance to the elven ruins, and the dark entrance of the cave made people's hearts palpitate, as if there was an unknowable danger inside.
Here it is. Dangerous? No matter how dangerous it is, I have to see it. ’
"Glinka, this is in an underground cave, you harpys are inconvenient to accompany you, guard here."
"Yes."
It's not easy for the bipedal wyvern to go underground, and it's Kazik's Sandfury Troll Standard Five, and it's time to brush up.
The troll team passed through a long passageway, and the dark and cold passage was like a giant mouth, and it seemed to choose people to devour.
Nekrum, he is the body of the revenant, he is not affected by the darkness, and in the shadows, he can lead the way for this team very well.
"There is light!"
"Hmph, be careful, it's going to be the candle flame lit by those elven witches. They are not far off. ”
Kazik and the others sneaked up on the place where the candle was burning, a hall of elven ruins, but they didn't want the elven witch to find out first.
Want to take advantage of the darkness of the night? Wrong.
Night Elves have the best vision in the dark.
"Someone!"
The screams of elven witches echoed through the underground halls.
"It's a troll!"
"Kill the intruder!"
"Hah, be careful." Kazik roared, and the whipger rushed out first.
In the light of the candlelight, the troll chief could already see the witches, three of them, their slender bodies and beautiful faces, and their skin looked extremely pale and bloodless for many years underground. The long, pointy ears on the back of his head reminded Kazik that this was the Night Elves.
Before the Sand Fury Chief could rush to the witch's side, the ground beneath his feet trembled, almost unsteady.
'Youma! And those stone people, the same as Vzluk? No, it's a rock golem controlled by a witch. ’
"Hurry back!"
The trolls couldn't dodge, and as the three witches chanted, their magic was ready.
"Fork!"
Claygilac and Nekrum were turned into lambs, but the Sandfury Chieftain narrowly escaped.
Kazik can't retreat anymore, and if he retreats, the two deformed troll subordinates will be hit by the rock golem's punch, and the consequence will be directly smashed into meatloaf.
"Come on!"
Without dodging again, Excalibur Susas slashed head-on towards the giant golem.
"Hah, that's too weak."
The Flogger slashed off the rock golem's arm with a single sword, and he was no longer much of a threat.
"Hmph, it's not as good as Fuzluk."
Kazik struck another blow, cutting off the puppet's other hand.
"It's just big."
"Ahh
Elven witches were taken aback by the troll chieftain's power, and their rock golems were easily killed. There was another murmur of magical language, and the second round of magic of the elves was almost ready.
"If you want to come, it's our turn."
Sinshara the Sandcaller and Sethers the Shadow Shaman are also ready for voodoo magic, and now it's up to them to see who has the fastest.
"Quack, quack"
The witch's magic is to turn sheep, and the troll's sorcery is to turn enemies into frogs.
"Be careful, there's another one!"
Sinsara reminded loudly.
"Look at me." As soon as Kazik finished speaking, a wave of cold magic surged towards the remaining witches, and the frost froze.
'Hmph, rock golem, elven witch, this is really Tyrande's tomb. ’
Kazik had been able to determine that this was the tomb of the ancients, and that Tyrande's head was beckoning to him.