Occupied by the High Elves, the Demon of Satyre, and the Godocian Ogre, the Hammer of Doom fought each other, and when they found themselves unable to defeat their opponents completely, they halted their attacks and reached a fragile peace agreement. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This situation is very similar to the Riptide Fort in Arathi later on. Syndicate bandits, Stonefist ogres, and Stormgard's local army are all three forces that keep each other at bay. If it weren't for the intervention of the Alliance and the Horde powers, this balance would have lasted for a long time. Sure enough, the triangle is the most stable. No wonder the Alliance and the Horde have been fighting and killing, and polarization is the most fragile balance.

Because of the demon imp's shouts for help, Sartre in the hall discovers Kazik's existence. Originally elves, the creatures were twisted into demons, with cracked hooves, unkempt legs of lamb, goat-like horns, razor-sharp claws, and a long lion's tail. Sartre looked hideous, and with a cruel smile, surrounded the ogre that Kazik had transformed. A fat man has penetrated into the city occupied by the demon of Sartre, and these twisted and evil creatures will not let go.

"An ogre!"

"Haha, brothers, treat him well."

"This fat man will have an unforgettable experience that will last a lifetime."

"Hahahahaha

"But among the ogre fat man, he is also small."

Sartre circled around Kazik, who had transformed into an ogre, and in the eyes of these demons, Kazik was already doomed.

"Help me!" Pushilin, who was firmly grasped by the big hands, couldn't help but struggle, but couldn't break free, and shouted for help to his demon companion.

"Kill him!"

"No, you have to live."

Sartre went on the attack.

'Humph! Since I dare to go alone, it means that I have the confidence to brush the hammer of doom alone. Kazik was very dismissive of these people whose minds were twisted.

"A bunch of miscellaneous fish demons dare to provoke me! me! ”

As Sartre rushed to his side, Kazik's raised right foot stomped the ground hard, sending a powerful shock wave into all directions.

Gazrila slammed.

Kazik was empty in front of him, and all the satyrs who rushed to his side were directly swept away.

"Ahh

"Bastard."

"Kill him."

Sartre, who had turned over and climbed up, screamed and rushed again, their faces full of solemnity, and they no longer had the relaxed look just now. The fat man in front of him is strong.

"Ha, come and die, demon."

Kazik grabbed the demon imp in one hand and held his sword in the other to meet Sartre's attack. He didn't notice a few sneaky figures behind him.

A wave of obscure demonic language reached Kazik's ears.

'Oops! It's a demonic spell! ’

Kazik was shocked and hurriedly dodged, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

"Ahh

Chief Sand Fury couldn't dodge, only to feel a piercing pain hit him, and he yelled, grabbing Pushilin's hand and involuntarily letting go.

It's Sartre's demonic spell, the Word Technique. Pain.

"Die, big man!" The demon imp who had finally escaped hurriedly ran to the side, but he did not go far, he wanted to watch this group of demon companions kill Kazik. Sartre's methods were so cruel that Pushilin didn't want to miss them.

"Ha, kill him!"

"He's finished!"

'I'm done?' Kazik was furious, and the magical chanting of the demon sorcerers rang out in his ears. 'Still want to come?' ’

"Hah!" The Sand Fury Chief roared, activating the transformation of the metal state, and the gods descended to earth.

"Trolls?"

"All the same, slaughter him."

The disguise of the Orb of Deception is invalid.

"Huh?" The demonic spells issued by a few Sartre warlocks dissipated as soon as they touched the metallic silver-white skin, and the magic of the gods was immune.

"Stop him!"

The warlocks were shocked, a spellcaster whose magic was restricted, and their fate could be imagined.

'Stop me? I'm not affected by ridicule or hatred. ’

"Die!"

The troll chief didn't stop, and with a loud roar rushed to the side of a poor satre, and the whipper in his hand was slashed down.

Unable to react, the Demon Warlock, who couldn't dodge, was taken away by a fatal blow from Kazik.

"The first one!"

"Ahh Come on! ”

"Soldiers, stop him!"

The Warlocks scattered, but the Satyr Demon Warriors couldn't stop the Troll Chieftain.

The giant sword in Kazik's hand swung hard, and a powerful shockwave was inspired and rushed towards the oncoming Sartre, a shockwave.

Ignoring the fallen Sartre warriors, the Sandfury Chief now prioritized those demon warlocks.

"Want to escape?" A dash forward, and Kazik came behind the sorcerer Sartyr, who fled in a panic. Intercept.

"No!" Feeling the sound of the blade slashing behind him, Sartre Warlock looked back and saw the flogger's sharp, wide blade. Slash.

"Hmph, the second one!"

"Run!"

After killing two demon companions one after another, all the remaining Sartre Warlocks were so devastated that they didn't dare to stay any longer, and scattered and ran away.

'Want to escape?' I can't let you get what you want. ’

The two tridents thrown by the Troll Chief succeeded in killing the two Warlocks, and they were thrown heroically and shattered.

There's one more. ’

The last satyr warlock was about to escape, Kazik waved his hand directly, the cold magic power poured out of his hand, and an ice pick exploded directly in the demon warlock's chest, and he was finished. This is also the power that has been taken from Gazrila, the icy magic of the god of water in Loa, the icicle.

"Ah, run!" All the demon sorcerers were killed, only the satyr warriors rushed towards Kazik, but the imp Pushilin was so frightened that he screamed and tried to escape.

'Hmph, my target is you, Pushilin. ’

"No, help!"

The fleeing demon imp felt the icy magic enveloping him, and in an instant, his small body was sealed by the solidified ice, and the frost froze.

The Sartre warriors did not retreat, and so many warlocks were killed that if they escaped, they would only be brutally punished by the Sartre chieftain. Demons are ruthless to their enemies, and even more ruthless to their own people.

In the face of the satyr demon rushing towards him, Kazik was unhurried, and with a thunderous blow, the windmill swept the whole field. Storm of Blades.

"Whew"

The troll chief took a deep breath, and his skyrocketing body gradually shrunk, returning to the normal size of the troll, and the silver-white metal skin slowly disappeared, and the gods descended to the earth.

Frozen in ice, Pushilin watched the troll chief slowly walk towards him, unable to do anything, not even make any sound.

"Wow, that's beautiful." In the ice cubes, the demon imp still has those green evil fires burning on his body, and it looks good with this blue ice cube.

At this moment, Kazik wants to freeze the demon imp permanently, and Taresa will definitely love such an ice sculpture.

"Humph! You're in luck. ”

The Troll Chief stepped forward and kicked the ice apart with a gentle kick.

"Those of your demon companions will soon notice this, is there any quieter place?"

"Yes, yes."

I thought I would be killed, but I found that the troll in front of me had no intention of making a move, and Pushilin had a chance to live, so he nodded busily.

"Lead the way, don't try to do any more tricks!"

Having seen the powerful strength of the troll chieftain, the demon imp will not have any more thoughts, and it is already a great luck to be alive. As for those dead Sartre demon companions, no one cares. Pushilin is a ghost, he is a demon.

The imp was familiar with the place, and soon he led Kazik to a secluded corner.

"Very well, come here, Pushilin."

The demon imp was taken aback, but he didn't dare to resist and stepped forward obediently.

"I came to you to ask for the recipe for the Lorentam potato wedges, you should have one, right?"

"Yes, yes."

Pushilin cooperated with the recipe and even contributed a few Lorentam sweet potatoes.

I wanted to teach on the spot, but unfortunately I missed an ingredient called comfort grass, and the troll chief was very sorry.

"Pushilin, how clever are the Lorentam potato wedges cooked according to this recipe?"

"It has to be, mighty troll, you see I'm eating the Lorentam potato wedges," Pushilin couldn't hide his pride as he spoke. "I'm just going to be smarter than those stupid imps."

Kazik was speechless.

'You're smart enough to play with outsiders?' As a result, I put myself in it. Knowing that pranks are also a manifestation of cleverness? ’

"Well, I got what I wanted." Kazik jerked to his feet, staring at the demonic imp in front of him.

"No..."Pushilin shuddered, but did not run away, he also knew that it was impossible to escape from the powerful troll in front of him.

"Forget it, Pushilin, we get along fairly well." The Troll Chief patted the demon imp's tiny head, "You don't blame me for killing your satyr demon companions, do you?" ”

"No, no, those Sartres also bullied poor Pushilin."

"Very well, little one, then, see you later?"

"Huh? See you later. ”

Seeing the troll chief turn and walk away, Pushilin suddenly came to his senses.

'He's meowing, see you back?' Missing! Scared the baby to death. ’

The trip went well, and Kazik had already got the recipe he wanted.

'Lorentam potato wedges?' Sweet potatoes and soothing grass? Comfort grass is available everywhere and can be purchased from merchants. Lorentam sweet potatoes are unique to the Hammer of Doom. It is not enough to have two plots of potatoes in your hand and want to grow them in large quantities in Zurfarak. ’

It took a little more time, and the Troll Chief collected some sweet potatoes in the East of Doom, but it was too slow. Those elemental treants are unfriendly to strange trolls who suddenly appear.

'No, I can't. It's too slow. If this continues, the Holy War of the Seamounts will be over, and I will not be able to collect too many Lorentam sweet potatoes. Looking for someone to help? The trolls are all busy. ’

Kazik slowly walked out of the twisted square, and as he was grimacing, he saw the 'kind' ogre he had killed and hidden in the corner.

'Helper? Ogre? The Troll Chief's eyes grew brighter and brighter, 'Perfect tribute?!' The Ogre King? ’

"Hahahahaha, get ready for your new king, Goddock."