As soon as the god warrior was eliminated, the entire hall became lively due to Onexia's flame blast technique. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If Zelda's sacrifice just now only gave Drunken Wind and his party a sense of foreboding, the performance of the dozens of Atalai priests who were now pouring in from the front door like a tide completely confirmed this ominousness.

Drunken Wind was surprised to find that all the Atalai priests were not dead.

These trolls chanted the slogan of sacrifice for the blood god Haka, and attacked the drunken wind and others with all kinds of strange shadow spells. In pursuit of greater attack power, they decisively sacrifice various parts of their bodies.

What's even more exaggerated is that even if some trolls are killed, their souls will not dissipate for a while, and will turn into the purest evil curse, the disruptor, drunken wind and others.

If there is anyone who feels the most uncomfortable at this time, it must be Onexia.

The narrow passage prevents the Black Dragon Queen from manifesting in its dragon form. Onixia had no choice but to be a pure fire mage. And the embarrassing thing is that this group of crazy trolls will not give Onexia a chance to cast a spell at all. The Black Dragon Queen could only barely send a few small fireballs to assist others in the battle, and she also had to worry about being cursed by the dead trolls.

On the other hand, Lexar feels much more comfortable. There are no trolls like Zelda here, and Misha, who doesn't need to be taken care of, can play to her advantage unscrupulously, she wields her huge forepaws, and slaps one troll after another directly into the air. Lexa, on the other hand, rushed into the troll pile with his own pair of plate axes, wantonly venting the anger in his heart.

Since leaving the tribe, Lexa has been depressed for a long time, but he has never had a chance to vent - this time he finally met a group of desperate guys, and Lexa simply came in and out.

Under the fateful entanglement of the Atalai sacrifice, Drunken Wind and his party wasted all their strength to clean up the enemies in the entire hall.

Strangely, the dead troll quickly turned into a pair of white bones, and the flesh quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Ahead is where the Nightmare Dragon is." Isarios wiped his sweat and said, "Through this door, we will face these fallen green dragons. ”

As he spoke, Issarios pushed the door with his hand.

It turned out to be embarrassing - the door didn't open open, as if someone had locked it inside.

The crowd tried, and found that the door seemed to be sealed. It's a pity that the casters in the team are all half-, and at this moment, Drunken Wind must miss Khadgar.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Issarios shook his head: "I don't know what to do now, I have the impression that this door is always open. ”

Everyone had no choice but to scatter and search for clues.

Eventually, Levy Khan found a secret door in the corner, and after some deliberation, the group decided to take a risk.

This door is unlocked.

Pushing open the secret door, there is another corridor inside, and the staircase leading down to the dark depths of the earth.

Looking at the dark corridor, Levy Khan took out a bottle of voodoo and smeared it on everyone's eyelids, and now everyone felt that their vision was significantly brighter.

"Interesting stuff." Lao Chen stared at the bottle of potion and said, "Can you get me a bottle too?" So when I go back, I can sweep the rabbit demon cave in Qianmo. ”

"I don't mind if you can afford it." Levi Khan grinned, "The goblin expedition buys this potion, and we sell him a thousand gold coins per bottle - for you, I'll give you a twenty-percent discount." ”

Hearing this exaggerated price, Lao Chen couldn't help but stick out his tongue: "Forget it, it's too expensive." ”

Descending the stairs, a corner appears in front of you.

As soon as he turned the corner, Zuifeng couldn't help but pinch his nose. The exaggerated smell of blood stimulated Drunken's sense of smell and made him feel like he was about to vomit.

But the drunken fashion of often handling ingredients is like this, and the people of Onexia are even more unbearable.

Looking up, not far ahead, there was another hall. It seems to be the place where sacrifices were offered to Haka, and in the center of the hall hung the corpses of some powerful animals, including the swamp crocodile familiar to Drunken Wind and others.

While he was looking at the hall in a drunken wind, a hook suddenly flew out of the dark place behind the swamp crocodile's figure.

"Come on, outsiders, let's get closer."

Faced with the sharp hook, Drunken Wind decisively chose to dodge.

With a single blow, the heavy iron hook hit the wall and was pulled back into place. The sharp hooks and a string of sparks from the walls made everyone realize that this was already the depths of the swamp of sorrow - the walls were dry, and it was clear that they had come to the bottom of the lake.

In the shadows, a troll berserker manifested himself.

The Troll Berserker is one of the more special members of the Gulabash Trolls.

No one knows how these warriors came to be, but their massive stature has been recorded in many battles: these troll warriors are not afraid of pain, and the more they hurt, the more violent they become.

The guy in front of Drunken Wind seems to be very good at sacrificing to Haka. Looking at him like a fish in water in this blood, it seems that the huge bones and flesh around him are his masterpieces.

"But it always feels like something is wrong."

Before Drunken Wind could figure out what was wrong, the troll berserker was already charging forward.

Unlike the usual troll berserker, this guy also has some hideous bone spurs on his body. He slumped his shoulders and elbows as he charged, exposing his bone spurs to the outermost rays.

Seeing this scene, Drunken Wind naturally didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly flashed sideways. But this troll berserker is completely devoid of the sluggishness of a person of great size in the usual sense. He deftly followed the drunken wind and changed the direction of his charge.

Drunk wind could not avoid it, so he could only jump high, and narrowly dodged this blow.

"That's right! I said something was wrong! Although this troll berserker is huge, he can't do it if he wants to dismember these sacrifices himself, and he has accomplices! ”

But the drunken wind reacted a step too late.

Just when Drunken Wind had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, a second hook flew out of the shadows, aiming directly at Drunken Wind's stomach.

"Damn it!" Drunkenness is almost inevitable.

Seeing this scene, Lexa hurriedly flew out of the plate axe in his hand, and hit the hook with a bang.

Then there was the third hook, which was angled in the direction where the wind had fallen, and with the shaking of the chain, the hook deftly dodged Lexa's other plate axe and Levi Khan's cross throwing knife.

At the last moment, the drunken wind was in a hurry and activated his slow-falling cloak. The hook was empty as the fall slowed down.