Chapter Eighty-Eight: Elven Witch
Turning into sheep, frogs, and other small animals, piglets, turtles, etc., and it seems that there are rabbits, this is the transformation magic of the world of Azeroth, turning into enemies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Sandfury witch doctors are revered among the tribe and their voodoo magic can turn enemies into frogs.
Both Claygilac and Necrum get rid of the witch's transfiguration with the help of Sinshara and Sadhers. They looked resentful. When the clan's troll witch doctor turns enemies into critters, the Sandfury warriors laugh and taunt the poor foe. But no one wants to be that poor fellow who has been transformed, and that feels terrible.
"Hah, kill you!"
Nikluam, who died once, was relatively calm, but Claygilac couldn't help it, and being transformed was a great humiliation.
Elven witches have been brought under control, and they are about to die at the hands of troll warriors. The death of the incense jade is unbearable for the traverser.
"Stop, Klegirak."
"Chief, you're going to let these elven witches go?"
'Do you want to let it go?' Let? Spare it? β
Well, Kazik really had only one thought in his head, to let these witches go.
Seeing the Sandfury Chief nodding, his four troll subordinates were all incredulous.
"I still need information about Lord Tyrande from them, we can't just rush up stupidly, can we? Thankfully, this time the Elven Witch didn't have a lot of people. β
"I'm sorry, Chief." Klegillac and Nekrum were full of shame, they were deformed in the first place, and they completely dragged the team back. "We'll be careful later."
"Well, it's time to be careful. The Sandfury Trolls have always fought against the bug beasts, and we will encounter even more deceitful enemies in the future. The most unpredictable thing is the human heart. Sand Fury lacks experience in confronting such a sinister enemy. β
The Traverser needs to explain to the Sandfur in detail about the enemies they will encounter in the future. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not accidentally fall for the other party's insidious tricks.
The three delicate elven girls were bound by the trolls, and Kazik approached them, and the elves' already pale faces were even more bloodless. Trolls can eat people, and that alone is enough to frighten a lot of people.
If you want to be eaten, I ask you if you are afraid.
"Well, you should know your situation, elves. I just want to know a little bit about Lord Tyrande, and maybe you'll survive. β
"How do you know it's Lord Tyrande? It's been too long since we've dealt with trolls. The elves were surprised, and one of the witches, who was clearly in the lead, said, "The tomb is deep underground, and you can't know about it." β
"Hmph, nothing is impossible. Witch, I'm here to ask for Lord Tyrande's head, and I'll kill him. β
"You want to kill Tyrande?"
Kazik was sure that he was not mistaken, and the eyes of the three elves flashed with joy, and their words were full of surprise.
"Hey, looks like you guys want to get away from that skeleton too. Isn't it, Elven Witch? Looks like we can have a good chat. β
"You know a lot. Lord Tyrande was so fascinated by the power of ancient magic that he experimented with his own body. Tyrande shut himself up in a confined space filled with ancient magical energy, trying to absorb all the energy around him, and unfortunately, he failed. β
The leading elves' voices trembled, and they were all still terrified by the terrible experiment.
"Tyrande is not dead, or alive in another way. When we tried to dispose of the lord's body, the shattered body stood up again. Tyran was brought back to life as a ghost. β
"Hah, that is, that experiment was successful, wasn't it? It's just that there are some deviations. β
Kazik admires this kind of guy who experiments on himself, and they can be said to dare to give everything for the pursuit of their heart.
Well, sacrificing for the sake of ideals is worthy of admiration and praise. However, Lao Tzu still wants your head. β
"Hmph, very well, Elf, join forces with me, you should have had enough of that hideous and terrifying skeleton monster. Look at your little pale faces. β
The traverser's claws caressed the elven witch's little face, a very delicate countenance.
"Night Elves love to be in the dark, but that doesn't mean you like to be underground. How long has it been since you've enjoyed the sun and the moon? Alas, how pitiful. β
The elven witch wriggled to avoid Kazik's claws, but to no avail.
"Have you thought about it? Genie. β
"Take your hands off first!"
'Humph! The troll chief scowled, "No." Trolls shouldn't be big, and it's not long since I've crossed over. These elf girls should be eight hundred years old, or ten thousand years. β
Kazik felt that the whole person was not good, "Elves are not too young, and in the case of Tyrande, she is a 10,000-year-old witch." Grandma Thai? No, it's grandma's grandma's grandma... It seems that you can't finish the number of generations after counting them with your fingers. β
Kazik forgot, trolls only have six fingers in total!
'Whatever, just be pretty!' Beauty is justice! β
These elven witches were all handmaidens of Lord Tyrande. Killed by that experiment, Tyrande was resurrected as a revenant, and the Elven Lord, whose temperament had changed dramatically, killed all of his minions and guards, transforming the poor creatures into skeleton guards, with only a few Elven Witches spared.
"You mean there's an army of skeleton guards around Tyrande?"
"Yes, those are his loyal guards, and our four sisters are also with Lord Tyrande."
Lexa: They strayed into this ancient tomb, and they seemed to have encountered a vote of skeletons. Lexa they can succeed, look at their members. Lexa, the Beastmaster, plus a tin bear. Rock Khan, Thrall's strongest Scout of the Dark Spear Clan. Old. Storm Spirits, Kung Fu Panda, Great Treasure. Kane. Bloody hooves, a violent old cow.
The Troll Chief looked behind him, Klegiraq, Nekrum, Sinsara the Sandcaller, and Sexhers the Shadow Shaman, his men were no match for Lexa's ruthlessness, and he could take care of them himself?
"Alright, witch, looks like we're going to have to figure it out. Would it be feasible to have your sister lure the skeleton guards beside Tyrande? β
"It should work."
"So, let your sisters bring in those skeleton guards, and we'll cut off the guards of Tyrande first." Kazik untied the ropes that bound the elven witch, and the process continued to rub oil.
"Remember, witch, don't think about any tricks, or I'll kill you in the first place."
"Hmph, let go of your claws." Being rubbed with oil by the troll chief made the elf witch very ashamed. "We don't want to put up with that skeletal monster anymore, no one wants to live underground all their lives."
Since absorbing the power of Gazrila, Kazik will not worry too much about his own safety, but the four troll subordinates need to be taken care of, and the real world of Azeroth is not infinitely resurrected.
'Meow, maybe I should get some wagri. Lao Tzu also wants to play war recovery. β
"Klegirak, be careful."
"Yes, Chief."
"We'll take note, Chief Kazik."
"If there is any situation, I will allow you to retreat directly."
"And what about you, Chief?"
"Hey, Gazrila's power has been taken by me. You don't think a little skeleton is going to hurt me. Pay more attention to yourself, you still need more tempering. β
"Yes, Chief."
Several of the troll's subordinates dragged behind, but Kazik was alone, and they followed the elven witch all the way.
In the passage, they also encountered several patrolling rock golems.
"Be careful!"
When a stranger breaks in, the giant rock golem is about to attack, and Kazik is ready for battle.
"Stop, troll."
The Elven Witch stopped the Sandfury Chief's attack, and several rock golems were pacified by them.
"What is this?"
"These puppets are controlled by us. That's why Lord Tyrande spared us, and he needed us to control these giant golems. β
"Wow, that's good."
Kazik kept admiring, and his heart was even more determined to subdue these elven witches.
"Hey, pretty can warm the bed, her own strength is not bad, and she can control such a huge rock golem. Alas, elf girl, what are you going me to do so that I don't get from beating your mind? β
"Wouldn't that be better, you can control these golems against the skeleton army of Tyrande."
"Don't worry, you'll see."
There are no surprises, the elven witch doesn't want to be by the side of a terrifying skeleton anymore, and no one wants to live in the darkness of the earth for the rest of their lives. These beautiful elven girls all agreed to Kazik's proposal that they would break away from Lord Tyrande.
'Hmph, hmph. The show begins. β
Several witches managed to lure out the skeleton guards beside Tyrande, who commanded the giant golems to charge towards the skeleton army.
At Kazik's suggestion, his troll subordinates didn't join the battle in the first place.
"Bastard troll, don't watch from the sidelines, let your people attack too."
'Bastard troll? Ha, it's better not to be too naΓ―ve. It's not better to consume another wave. These stone golems will be troublesome behind them. β
Kazik and his troll men still watched for a long time, the giant golems and skeleton guards were exhausted before they met his expectations.
"Idiot!" The leader of the elven witches roared at Kazik, "As soon as the skeletons here fall, Lord Tyrande will know that his guards have been killed, and their souls are linked. Do it quickly. β
'Ha, so what. I wanted to clean it all up, and now you elves are on board, and it's a complete surprise. The enemy's internal friction or something, the most enjoyable. β
"Sinsala, be careful."
Tell his trolls that Kazik is about to do it, and he has already seen huge skeletons running in the distance.
The skeleton that just appeared was much larger than the other skeleton guards, and it could be seen that he would be a particularly strong guy when he was alive.
This giant skeleton is the big boss of the ancient tombs, the Lord of Tyrande.