Sekar died after all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The bonfire burned the body of the tiger priest, and the flying flaming butterflies looked so sad in the night. The flame was reflected in Locke's eyes, and he suddenly felt a trace of sadness from his heart.

For thousands of years, trolls have foolishly sought the protection of the gods, as if a powerful god could change their fate, but for thousands of years, the trolls have not changed. Locke already had absolutely no belief in any gods, because he only believed in himself.

Gods are nothing more than powerful beings.

Shadra still didn't convey any oracle in Locke's heart.

Standing on the second level of Sinsaro, he could clearly feel that the power of Shadra was gradually rising above the city, and the divinity in the demigod's consciousness had become weaker and weaker with time.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the bowstring beating came from ahead.

It was the signal for Winlessa's elven forces to attack, and Locke glanced into the dark area not far away, only to see Winlessa leading her Windranger Ranger firing at Zurman's army on the third layer.

Locke took a cursory glance and found that the troll army led by Zurman was an evil branch tribe that believed in the blood god Haka, which was the object that Locke wanted to annihilate. After believing in Haka, the god of blood, a huge red wind snake loomed on the body of the forest troll, and this mark usually draws the blood from the warrior's body and makes the warrior go berserk during battle.

This is one of the reasons why Zurghrab was able to conquer the jungle trolls throughout the Valley of Thorns.

But Locke knew it for a long time, although the trolls he commanded were no match for the troll warriors who believed in Haka in terms of individual combat effectiveness. But right now, Rock doesn't need a crushing win, he needs to hold off time.

On the one hand, he waited for the dwarves of the Hammer tribe to approach, and on the other hand, Locke had recently found the granary where Sinsaro's grain was kept, so that he could besiege the city for a long time.

And in Locke's mind, there is an even bolder plan in the making.

That is a solo sneak attack on Upper Cynsaro, freeing the true god of Shadra from the clutches of the blood god Haka.

"Whoosh! Sou!! Sou!!! ”

The sound of continuous shooting of bows and arrows left a series of breaking sounds in the air.

Locke had determined that Zulman was invading with a large army, and intended to use the forces of the Evil Branch to break through the defenses maintained by Weinlessa's army.

"I always felt that it wasn't just Haka, the god of blood, from Zulghrab who was paying attention to this fight."

Locke jumped onto the Nightmare Horse, and then moved closer and closer to the battlefield.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the white-hot battle caused the trolls in the front row to lose their minds and charge towards Winlessa's bow and arrow defense.

But Locke didn't rush into the center of the battlefield on his nightmare warhorse, and Shadra, who had never echoed Locke not long ago, suddenly regained a little bit of reaction, but did not deliver the oracle to Locke.

The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and the warriors of the Evil Branch Tribe, who were approaching step by step, began to retreat to the rear and began to form phalanxes.

And what made Locke feel a little pressure was that in the troll array led by Zurman, there was a trace of Shadra's divine power.

This is very interesting, is Haka not only able to imprison the gods, but also to extract the power from the gods' bodies and transmit them to the soldiers he leads?

Locke had already decided to deal with Zulman not far away, no matter how powerful this troll was, no matter how great his divine power was.

As long as Zulman exists, then the legitimacy of Locke's rule over the Deadwood Trolls will always be a little dishonorable, and Zulman is like a long sword hanging above Locke's head, ready to fall at any moment and start a rebellion in Arathi.

It can be said that one of the reasons why Locke intends to conquer the forest trolls in Cinchero is unknown to outsiders, and that is to find Zulman and then kill him.

But Locke is not a reckless person, he knows very well what a powerful force is standing behind Zurman, that is the power of the evil god Haka, although he crushed Zurman in strength, but it is inevitable that the blood god Haka will give Zurman a lot of power.

Locke, on the other hand, was not able to draw strength from Shadra.

Gaining power from the Lich King is even more fantastic.

The air reverberated with the divine power of the demigod Shadra, and this elemental power emanated from the army of Zurman.

This divine power does not favor a single target, but the warriors of the entire Evil Branch Tribe. They roared, their bodies radiating a power that seemed to never be exhausted, and weapons in their hands were wielded in an attempt to vent the anger in their bodies.

Demigods don't always give their followers power, and for at least tens of thousands of years, very few humans have been able to be favored by the gods. But now, an army favored by the gods appeared in front of Locke.

"Roar!"

The roars of the troll warriors were mixed with Zurman's laughter, and his eyes were full of mockery, and he looked defiantly at Locke not far away, because the divine power of Shadra flowing from his body seemed to solidify into substance.

"Come on, human, show me your power."

Zurman roared loudly, his voice louder than ever, and his body began to change violently, as he began to transform into a half-spider monster as he received the blessing of Shadra's divine powers.

Locke didn't watch the spider army in front of him turn into monsters, he gestured to Winlessa not far away. And the latter had long been waiting for Locke's gesture.

"Warriors of the Deadwood Trolls, fight, and kill all these Trolls who believe in the Blood God Haka." Winlessa shouted. The elf's voice was always so beautiful, but to the ears of the deadwood troll, it was a kind of irony. Because no troll ever listens to an elf, especially ...... I listened to it for so long.

But the desire for victory more than outweighed the discontented desire, and the Deadwood Elves let out a roar of rage, and they all raised their sharp weapons and launched an attack on the Evil Branch Tribe not far away.

Locke stood not far away, observing the battle below, the Evil Branch Tribe was still transforming their bodies, and the Deadwood Trolls were unstoppable destroying one Evil Branch Tribe after another.

But soon, this advantage ceased to exist.

Because Zulman and the others came to their senses. (To be continued.) )