"Welcome, King of the Elves, is there anything the Darkspear Trolls can do for you?" On the Galazan Peninsula (originally the Salamo Peninsula, the name is arbitrary), this is the home of trolls at this time, and Woking smiled at Zhang Li with kindness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was obvious that he was happy, and he had no reason not to be happy, the Darkspear tribe had been replenished by a large number of people due to the Battle of Stonerd, and his awkward dance with Yecreek had made him more famous in the hearts of the trolls, so this was no longer a small village, and Woking could proudly tell everyone that this was a tribe.

So at this moment, Woking is happy to see everyone, even if a human is sneering in front of him, he may forgive him.

"I need the help of the trolls...... Zhang Li quickly uttered his request.

Let's go, Woking finally understands the situation.

"Ah...... When it comes to witchcraft, I can't help but mention my most capable subordinate, Zarazane, who is the best witch doctor we have here, and I can introduce you, eh...... Since you're the king of the Harpy, I don't think he'll be resistant to you. Woking readily agreed to Zhang Li's request and began to lead the way.

Zarazane didn't rebel here as he had in the past, perhaps because the peninsula was too close to the orc city, and he would be reinstated if he betrayed, so Woking was completely unaware of his ambitions now.

"But I want to warn you that the witchcraft of the Darkspear Tribe has been lost a lot for various reasons, so don't get your hopes up too much......"

That's right, after all, it's a group that has escaped.

Soon after.

"You say you want me to awaken someone's soul? I don't know, I'll have to take a closer look. "Zalazane is unexpectedly cheerful, not at all like Zhang Li imagined to be a sinister careerist and betrayer.

So the portal waited, and they soon came to Avena's side, and Zalazane circled around Avena left and right, tinkering with some gadgets from time to time, such as a dead frog, or some kind of creature's eyeball, or something, and dancing for a while.

Eventually, he decided on one thing.

"I don't know what the cause of her coma was, but I think I've seen something like that somewhere...... Unfortunately, our precious knowledge has been destroyed by the Gulabash trolls, and after defeating them, I have returned to my homeland there, but there is nothing left......"

"Do you have an impression of this symptom?" These words made the corners of Zhang Li's eyebrows jump, he was originally hopeless.

"Yes, but I can't remember."

"It's okay if you can't remember, I can help you think ......"

Human memory is easy to decline, but in fact, those memories are not lost, and the mortal brain is not developed enough to carry all these memories, so it can only be stored in the form of a compressed package, and perhaps a certain event can awaken these memories one day.

Fortunately, Zhang Li will use the power of nightmares.

So, he directly stunned Zalazane and saw an interesting scene in his mind.

The way for trolls to record information is through the slate, but the slate can carry too little information, it can only be a few abstract paintings, and the content inside has to be figured out by people, so it is easy to deviate, but this is a magical world, for a magical world, the slate can carry more information than a book.

As mentioned earlier, in addition to the mainstream animal gods among the trolls, there are also some humanoid gods who are out of the way, they were once heroes among trolls, and they will become gods after death, so it may be more appropriate to say that they are heroic spirits.

Through a ritual, troll witch doctors can communicate with these spirits and gain access to their knowledge and experiences.

Each tablet is a medium left by these ancestors, and it is usually painted with the proudest achievements of their lives, and his descendants can find them through this medium.

But now the tablets are missing, and only the most important one has been preserved.

It was the slate of Beang Samdi, a deified Heroic Spirit, but since they had escaped from the Valley of Thorns, Beang Samdi had not responded to them.

Zhang Li knew that Woking had passed many trials later, and finally he could get the favor of Biansamudi again, but the trial at that time was to defeat Zalazane in front of him, but now he did not rebel.

Do you want to force him to rebel, Zhang Li thought.

However, he didn't know the reason for Zalazane's rebellion in history, maybe he looked down on Wojin and succumbed to the orcs, or maybe he felt that there was no future with him, anyway, when checking his memory, Zhang Li didn't find any signs worthy of betrayal.

Simply control him to rebel, Zhang Li even had such thoughts in his heart, but he quickly dispelled such thoughts.

Not to mention that it will be delayed for too long, it is better to go around the other troll tribes with this time, Anvina's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and she can't wait long.

"You try to summon me first, and if it doesn't work, I'll find another way." Zalazane, who had just woken up from his daze, received such an order, and regardless of whether he agreed with it or not, Zhang Li got up and left directly, he had to make preparations with both hands, in case Boang Samdi could not summon it, it would not be delayed for too long.

………………

On the Galazan Peninsula, Woking and the priests are busy performing a grand ceremony to please their gods.

In fact, Zhang Li was not the main reason for this ritual, they had already begun to prepare, as trolls, they could give up the bad habit of cannibalism, they could give up some evil witchcraft, but they could not do without gods.

If these new trolls know they don't have gods, their hearts will be scattered, so Woking is under a lot of pressure.

Woking has always been suspicious of Beang Samdi, they were expelled from their homeland and went into exile, the main reason is the lack of strength, the power of the sacrifice that Haka gave them is so strong, and what did you Boang Samdi give us?

The humiliation of the weakness had made Woking suspicious of their gods, and the trolls never really believed in anyone, but now he wouldn't waver, and his awkward dance with Jecreek had restored his faith in Bian-Samdi.

Their gods are not weaker than any gods, they are even stronger!

With a repentant mindset, Woking began to preside over the ceremony, he did not have the luxury of asking Biansam to forgive him the first time, he was ready to be rejected.

But he will be more sincere each time, and the sacrifices will be richer each time.

After all, a god cannot live without faith.

In this way, with nervous excitement, Woking began the ritual of summoning Biansamdi, but he did not see that the witch doctor he relied on the most, Zalazane, quietly put down a bead in the best when everyone's attention was attracted by Wojin, and then retreated with a worried face.

'Great Boang Samdi! Answer the call of your people. Woking cried out inwardly, looking wistfully at the altar in front of him, hoping that a figure would appear there.

But after a while, there was no movement at all on the altar.

"Huh?"

Just as Woking was about to give up, a voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Pure faith, how can you have this!" As soon as Woking looked up, his joy was overflowing, it was Boang Samdi! He's back! But what did he mean by that?

Ignoring Woking, Boon Samdi flew towards the sacrifice, where he finally saw the thing that attracted him.

An orb constructed purely by the power of faith.

Such a pure faith, compared to the distracting faith of a troll, which was as clean as pure water, was immediately attracted to Beangsam......

Zalazan also watched this scene with joy, he didn't expect that what the elf king gave him was really so effective, Boang Samdi came back, and the Dark Spear tribe was saved.

In fact, everyone misunderstood Zalazane, in the original history, his betrayal was also justified, Senjin died tragically at the hands of the fishmen, and the young Wojin shouldered the heavy responsibility of the chieftain, but Wojin was too young to have an opinion, he believed in the orcs too much, and even became like a dog's leg to stick the orc's ass, which was despised by Zalazane, Zalazane thought that there was no future with such a chieftain, so he chose to betray, but in this time and space, because they lived too close to the orcs, he had no intention of betraying for the time being, It's just that the dissatisfaction in my heart has become more and more serious, until not long ago......

It was when Woking proved his worth by defeating Yecreek and brought back a large number of new trolls, which gave Zarazane renewed hope, so he didn't have that kind of mind anymore.

Without further ado, just as everyone was excitedly watching their gods descend, a mutation suddenly happened.

Beon Samdi's attention was all drawn to the orb, not noticing that some ill-intentioned creature had already stared at him, and then a great net of mental power rolled towards him.

"This! What is it! Who are you!? Bonn Samdi roared in horror, it tore at the net, but he was strong enough to shake it in the slightest.

"Ladies of the Dark Spear Tribe, I'm going to borrow your gods to use it, don't worry, I'll return it to you soon......" The culprit appeared in front of everyone, Zhang Li stepped on a storm crow, and slowly pulled Biansamdi into his hands.

During this period, due to Boang Samdi's continuous resistance, Zhang Li had to beat him up and finally succeeded in controlling him.

And then walked away.

He didn't have the heart to fight with Biansamdi anymore, negotiating with an LA god would definitely waste a lot of time, and Anvina didn't have that much time to wait, so he planned to use violent means, and as for what would lead to a bad relationship with the trolls or something, he didn't care.

Biansamdi was forcibly controlled, and in order to get his memory as soon as possible, Zhang Li recklessly invaded his consciousness, and after checking it overnight, he finally had a harvest.

It was a primordial curse.