There was only a lilac flame on the ground, a flame that carried a large amount of shadow energy, the work of the witchcraft lord Maracas, a flame that had been secretly passed down by priests in the heart of the Zendalar Empire, but now it had been learned by Maracas. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Locke was in the shadow flames, although this kind of flame was not deadly, but it was indeed very disgusting, Zurkin himself was a strong martial arts forest troll, plus the assistance of the witchcraft lord Maracas, Locke could not take Zurkin for a while.

However, fortunately, Zulkin only had one arm left, and although his combat power was extraordinary, Locke always suppressed it.

"What the hell are you trying to lead the trolls for?" Zurgin said coldly, the giant sword in his hand was suppressed by Jinlos, and a cry similar to a mournful roar was released, and the blade even began to crack.

Locke suppressed Zulkin to the death, he knew very well that as long as he could kill Zulkin, then even if all the obstacles to his command of the forest trolls were cleared, if it was just a witchcraft lord Maracas, it would definitely not pose much of a threat to Locke.

"Bang Bang" sparks kept jumping from the blade, and Locke looked coldly at Zurkin in front of him: "What to do, do what you have never done." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zulkin quickly stepped back, and the troll's acuity allowed Zulkin to dodge Locke's attack.

In the confrontation just now, not only was the weapon in Zurkin's hand cut off by Kinlos, but the ground where he was standing just now also left a piece of corroded land.

Zurkin snorted coldly and said, "So you use the power of the shadows to corrupt my people? ”

Locke rushed at Zurkin, and now he had no intention of reconciling with Zurkin, and the only way was to eliminate him.

Withstanding the spell attack of the sorcerer lord Maracas, he rushed to Zurkin not far away, trying to use the golden los in his hand to eliminate the forest troll leader.

"Never!" A flash of determination flashed in Zurkin's eyes, and he pulled a dagger from his waist to resist Locke's slash.

In fact, Zulkin's own strength was no match for Locke, and with him breaking an arm, he might have lost a long time ago without the assistance of the witchcraft lord Maracas.

But being able to hold on until now is already the ultimate of Zulkin, the king of forest trolls.

An anti-magic shield emerged from Locke's body, a faint layer of magic shield that resisted Malakas' Shadow Arrow, and then Kinlos plunged directly into Zulkin's chest.

"It's impossible, why were you able to defeat me." Zulkin was half-kneeling on the ground.

According to the ritual of the troll, this kind of behavior is already the loser's surrender to the winner, although Locke does not want the king of the forest trolls to live, but if he insists on killing Zulkin, then I am afraid that it will cause the forest trolls to question, which will also make Locke's unstable position as the leader of the forest trolls questioned.

Locke spared Zulkin and then looked at the witchcraft lord Maracas not far away, and the clever forest troll wisely surrendered when he saw Zulkin surrender to Locke.

Locke doesn't intend to pursue the rebellion of the witchcraft lord Maracas, and although he has not previously pledged allegiance to Locke, the forest trolls have belonged to Locke since a long time ago.

"Very well, your submission can restore the glory of the forest trolls." Locke said slowly, "Next, I will lead you to reclaim the territory that the forest trolls once lost, and we will declare war on the blood elves. ”

Numerous cheers rang out around Locke, and it was clear that the forest trolls in the woods had been observing the battle for a long time, and at this time, most of the forest trolls had already regarded Locke as the child of prophecy.

But there were two people who did not cheer, one was Zurkin, who had just surrendered, and the other was the witchcraft lord Maracas, who also had a cold face and did not speak.

Locke was slightly stunned, he felt a huge force floating in the air, he didn't know what was going on, but he did feel a terrifying force emerging around Locke.

"Give me the power of the gods, the Amani tribe will never be controlled by a single human!" Zulkin stood up suddenly, and his side began to change violently, and out of the air appeared the gods of Amani, the phantoms of the beast spirits, half-crouched on the ground in pain.

Malacas stood up, a grim expression appeared on his face: "You two fight, I don't participate in the struggle for power, I only care about my divine power, I will submit to the strongest." ”

Locke looked at the two coldly, not expecting that in an instant, Zurkin would directly rebel, and the threat was not low. As Locke had predicted, Zurkin would need to prepare for at least three days before he could rebel.

"Careless." Locke thought.

But the timing did not allow Locke to think more, only to see Zulkin extracting the power from the body of the giant bear phantom around him, although he turned into a huge giant bear around him.

This is legendary power!!

Every time Zurkin attacked, there was a faint hint of the law of a demigod.

Locke gritted his teeth as he shouted, "Shadra, give me strength!" ”

Shadra glanced at Locke not far away, her body gradually disappeared into the air, and then flew into Locke's body, although I don't know how much strength Locke has improved, but Locke can barely compete with Zulkin.

But the Spider God is clearly no match for the Giant Bear God.

Especially in this power competition, Locke soon felt that there was a powerful power contained in Zurkin's body, and this power even made Locke's scalp tingle, which was a demigod's power, and now it was being used to attack Locke.

"Drain the power of the gods, damn it, Malacas succeeded so quickly." In Locke's memory, this source of power belonging to Zandalar itself would not be easily handed over to trolls of other races, but now that Marakas was able to learn this skill in advance, it was clear that Zandalar had noticed Locke.

But Locke was not afraid, he turned on the necromancy and summoned a scourge army from the dirt, this sudden appearance of the undead army put a lot of pressure on Zulkin, and also made Zulkin, who had suppressed Locke, retreat a lot.

Zulkin said, "You actually summon the undead in this sacred place? ”

Locke snorted coldly: "You extract the power of the gods, and the crime of blasphemy should be cut by a thousand cuts!" ”

Zulkin sneered: "You human, I'll make you regret it later!" (To be continued.) )