Chapter 87 Zurgin said: Actually, I don't want to leave, in fact, I want to stay

"Boom!" Starfall smashed directly into the ground, and Zulkin used a trick - rolling sideways 1080 degrees on the ground, dodging the blow of this huge force.

Carl grinned, I really thought you were going to spend a lot of money, what a disappointment. The starfall in his hand did not stop, and smashed it at Zurkin again.

"Ahh Suddenly, a scream came, and Carl looked back to see that the dozen or so elves following behind him had been cut down by the trolls.

"Made!"

Karl snorted at Zurkin, who was still rolling on the ground, although he wanted to take this guy's life while the iron was hot, but these elves were already under the protection of Uncle Ben, if they were all cut off for you, where would Uncle Ben's face go.

Carl led a gust of wind and rushed towards the trolls besieging the elves, and without using Starfall, he quickly rushed to the troll's side, and punched the troll in the waist with lightning speed, and the expression on the troll's face could not even be twisted by pain, and his whole body had already flown out like a kite.

Several of the besieging trolls were quickly knocked away by Karl, Karl didn't care about Zurkin's block, as long as this guy came up, Karl slammed at him, Karl didn't notice that although Zulkin was very embarrassed by him, the red light in his eyes was gradually receding.

"Malakas!" Zurkin was repulsed again, watching Karl lead the elves through the stream like a beast, and the troll soldiers were the stream that seemed to be numerous, but could not be stopped by the beasts.

Malakas is leading the troll wizards in an attempt to use sorcery to break Silvermoon's magical defenses, while also fending off magical attacks from the mages of Silvermoon on the walls. Hearing Zurkin's shout, he quickly turned his head.

"Catch him!" Zulkin pointed to Karl, who was kicking the troll soldier away, "Don't you think your sacrifice is not strong enough, I think, he," Carl's starfall flew through the air, reaping the lives of the trolls along the way.

"It should be enough!"

Malakas's eyes lit up, he had learned from the high priests of Zandalara, combined with the summoning magic he found in ancient witchcraft, he could summon powerful animal gods, but it required a large number of flesh and blood sacrifices, and the stronger the power of the sacrifices, the stronger the mana of the gods.

He stared at Karl, who was like a god of war among the troll soldiers with burning eyes, and a voice in his heart kept telling him: get him, use him as a sacrifice, the gods will come to this world, and the restoration of the Amani Empire will no longer be a dream, and the glory of Amani will once again shine on this land.

"Attention all!" Malakas shouted to his wizards, who carried out the order carefully, looked at the lord, and waited for his orders.

"Attack him!"

Malakas pointed at Karl, and the wizards quickly began to chant spells without any doubts.

"Don't break his flesh to pieces!" Malakas reminded the wizards, "These are precious gifts from the gods, so be careful!" ”

The wizards didn't answer, but the energy of the spells in their hands was much less.

Unaware of the fact that Karl had been booked as a sacrifice, he was like a bulldozer pushing through the jungle of trolls, and on his way, trolls with teeth and claws constantly flying, and Carl found that these trolls were simply dead, as if he had a vendetta against their father, and pounced on him one after another.

If it was just himself, Carl would not have the slightest worry, but now he is followed by a dozen burdens, and he has to be distracted from time to time to protect them, although he has a strong physical support, Carl still feels a little scrambled, and countless axes have been cut on his body, fortunately, the strength of these trolls cannot cause too much damage to his strong body.

"Damn it!" Carl had heard the order for Malakas to attack, and he had already noticed the troll wizards, but they had been focusing on attacking Silvermoon City and had ignored them. Now that he has begun to turn around against himself, Carl can't help but feel cold in his heart, Nima, is this to test my ability to resist magical blows.

"Inflict a slow fall on them!" Karl said to the old mage among the elves.

"Good!" The old mage surprised Carl and agreed to Carl's request without any doubt.

I saw that he didn't chant a spell, and with a wave of the staff in his hand, a white light flashed, and a light feather appeared above the heads of more than a dozen elves, and then sank into the top of their heads.

It seems that the strength of this old mage is not trivial.

Carl didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the two elven guards beside him, and then spun around, throwing his hands hard, accompanied by a "whoa" scream, the two elves were like stones that Carl had always thrown towards Silvermoon City, and the magic protection of the sunwell easily recognized the identities of the two elves, and the two elves 'flew' to the top of the city wall, only then they lost their momentum, and began to slowly fall to the city wall under the effect of the slow fall technique.

"You...... You ......"

The old mage pointed his trembling finger at Karl, not knowing whether to reproach him for joking about the safety of the elves or to praise him for his genius ideas.

"I don't have time to take care of them!"

Carl didn't care about the ugly faces of these guys, he was telling the truth. With these guys here, he had to be distracted, and in the end he was afraid that all of them would be unpleasing to the trolls. In that case, why don't you send these people who are in the way away, so that you can have a good fight with those trolls in peace.

More than a dozen elves had been thrown out by him one by one between Carl and the old mage talking, and in the blink of an eye, only the old mage was left.

"It's your turn."

Karl dodged the axe that was slashing at the old mage, kicking the troll over and slamming into another troll rushing at him.

"Can't you be polite to the old man?"

The old mage said angrily to Karl, glaring at Karl fiercely.

Karl could feel the lack of indifference and contempt in his gaze like the other mages.

"Then it's up to you, I can't guarantee that you won't get hurt."

The troll wizards' spells had been prepared, and countless magic with a green and evil aura flew towards Cal, who couldn't care about taking care of the old mage's face, grabbed his clothes and lifted him up, and flew into the air, narrowly dodging a large wave of magical attacks.

A few unfortunate trolls were struck by magic and blasted to pieces like eggs hitting stones.

Despite the old mage's protests, Karl still threw him over, and he observed it in the air with his farsighted ability, Sylvanas seemed to have noticed the movement on Silvermoon's side, and was leading his troops to surround Silvermoon's side.

Karl glanced at the mages on the city walls, expecting them to come out and drag Zurkin in his fears, probably in a pipe dream.

Karl sighed, Lao Tzu is not lucky to fall into your sunwell, he completely fell into the pit.

He hung a shield of holy light on his body and rushed directly at the wizards.

Zurkin and Malakas certainly understood how much of a threat Karl's infuriating and frustrating ability of flight maneuvers was to these wizards.

The troll soldiers were quickly caught in the way of the wizards under the command of Zulkin, and as a graduate of La Masia Film and Television Academy, Carl naturally couldn't just harass them and let Zulkin and Malakas see what was wrong.

Karl swung the light at full capacity, enveloping his body to look like a golden sun, and then plummeted as fast as he could towards the troll wizards.

The troll wizards' faces were already flustered, but under Malakas's immense authority, they still trembled and struggled to cast their spells.

A new wave of spells greeted Carl who fell in the air, and the green light collided on the holy shield, and the violent explosion blew up the holy shield into ripples, but it was quickly replenished with Carl's continuous blessing.

The wizards finally couldn't help but start running away, and even Malakas's roar couldn't stop them, who they loved. The wizards began to scream and flee in all directions, and Karl fell like a meteor, punching the ground with a huge amount of holy light energy, and a powerful shockwave centered on Cal and began to rush towards the trolls.

In a wail, the trolls flew like feathers driven by the powerful force of the impact, accompanied by hot blood spurting from the air.

"Kill him!" Zurkin roared angrily, and the first soldier rushed towards Karl, his body began to swell as he charged, and the green tendons protruded from his arms like dragons, and his eyes turned blood-red.

This is the talent of the troll clan - berserk, which can make the troll activate the power in the body for a certain period of time, making the body become taller and stronger, as for the consequences, of course, it will be weak for a while.

Even a crit-defying orc like Grom Hellroar, Karl wouldn't have coaxed it, let alone a Zulkin one.

"Just in time!"

Karl stood up and slammed Zurkin away with his axe with one punch, followed with another fist and slammed it into Zurkin's chest.

After the rage, Zurkin's strength rose a lot, and he only took a few steps back, and then continued to rush up with blood-red eyes.

Of course, the other troll soldiers would not watch their leader fight alone, countless trolls poured towards Karl from all directions, and the wizards who had risen from the ground also began to cast spells again under the command of Malakas.

Karl didn't fly into the sky, since this guy Zurkin wants to stay with him so much, let's fulfill his wish first, who knows if this guy will be alive in the future. Sylvanas's troops were already in sight, and it would only take more than ten minutes to reach this place, and Zurkin and his men were already turtles in the urn.