Locke nodded, agreeing with the idea, the Deadwood Tribe was too inconspicuous in the Arathi Heights, and the forests here could not support a large number of forest trolls, and a small number of forest trolls could not pose any threat to humans or orcs.

"High Priest Lane, I think it's time to give me all the authority of this tribe." Locke looked into the eyes of High Priest Ryan and uttered the words.

In the previous days, Locke had never opened the Leader Panel, because although High Priest Ryan had ostensibly promised to hand over the tribal rights, in fact, he was still in power.

Because the system simply doesn't admit that Locke is in control of the Deadwood Trolls.

So, this time, Locke must open the boss panel.

High Priest Ryan didn't speak, and after a long while, he said, "Where are you going to take the forest trolls?" Revival or Destruction? ”

"Naturally, it is to restore the glory of the ancient forest troll empire, but there may be some deviations from what you imagined, in the new empire I built, whether it is humans, trolls, or even elves, they will have equal identities, and the only difference from their identities is their own abilities." Locke uttered this sentence in one breath, and it was his dream to create a diverse empire.

You know, in the time he worked with Arthas in his previous life, he turned all his life into the undead, and the ultra-conservative empire he made made has made Locke feel tired.

"I'm a human blessed by the gods, if I want to create the glory of what was once a troll empire."

"You can only believe me, you must know that if the previous actions were useful, then the empire of the forest trolls would have been re-established long ago." Locke said this calmly.

High Priest Ryan was desperate to refute these theories, but he was speechless, and time had not only scratched a scar on the old troll's face, but also added a bit of wisdom to his eyes.

"You're right." After High Priest Ryan said this, his body seemed to collapse, and he sat down in his chair, "An old stubborn like me can't change the status quo of the forest trolls. ”

A pleasant electronic sound rang out in Locke's ears, followed by rows of emerald green fonts on the retina of his eyes.

"Congratulations on opening the boss mode, and you have gained the leadership of Deadwood Village."

Location: Deadwood Village

Food: 3200

Gold: 200

Wood: 600

Crystals: 5

Steel: 10

Population: 90/500

In all fairness, the advantage of this village is that there is a lot of food, and as long as the village is given time, it can be added to the highest level of population again, but other resources can be said to be very scarce at all, and Locke can't even look at it directly.

"The Ogre War just now has added a lot of casualties to the tribe." High Priest Ryan held his staff, the accumulation he had made for this Deadwood Village over the years was now all in the hands of this human, and he knew very well in his heart that only this human could lead the troll out of the shadows again, and a troll like him had no ability to change the troll's current living environment.

"Yes." Locke looked at the map on the retina, on the ground, the Stone Fist tribe not far from Deadwood Village had turned into blood-red punctuation, which meant that the two sides had entered a hostile state, and the number of ogres was increasing rapidly.

"Ryan, at this time period, most of the forest trolls who were chasing ogres outside are back now." Locke asked nonchalantly as he stroked the map.

High Priest Ryan nodded, at this time the sunset had slowly sunk into the mountains, a little golden afterglow illuminated the scene of this grassland at this moment, the corpses were placed everywhere, the blood stained the emerald green grass red, a sense of autumn coming.

"Alright, I'm going to launch a general assault on the Ogre Cave tonight." Locke's eyes were like torches burning.

High Priest Ryan was stunned by these words, he looked at Locke who was looking at the map in a daze, first there was silence for a while, and then he screamed: "This is impossible, do you know, after today's bloody battle, most of our warriors have been injured, if we attack the ogre's cave tonight, I'm afraid the entire race will not be able to recover in thirty years." ”

"Nope. Our casualties will not be very large. A slight smile appeared at the corner of Locke's mouth, because such a message had already appeared on his retina.

"Forest Trolls have a military talent."

"Passive Possession: 1"

"Layer 1: Berserker, Zeatic."

[Berserker] allows you to learn to make a bottle of Berserker Elixir, and after giving it to the Forest Troll, it can turn it into a Berserker Troll, increasing all attributes by 10 points, increasing strength by 30 points, and has the skills of Knockback, Fanaticism, Heavy Attack, and Thunder Strike.

[Frenzy] Teach all forest trolls in your clan this skill, during which the forest trolls will have 75% increased attack speed, 10% increased movement speed, and a 120 second cooldown for 30 seconds.

The trade-off between these two talents actually didn't take Locke too much time, and it was difficult for the berserker to be mass-produced in a short period of time, but the skill of fanaticism could make the combat effectiveness of the forest troll get a qualitative improvement. Think about it, if twenty forest troll warriors turn on the frenzy at the same time, can they throw three short spears in two seconds, this kind of dense throwing layer, can even make the ogre directly killed in an instant.

"Click Mania." Locke meditated in his mind.

Ryan was slightly stunned, he wanted to stand up excitedly to hinder Locke's decision, but in his heart, a strange magical energy suddenly appeared, and when he reacted, he heard a roar from outside the chief's hut.

"High Priest!!"

With this roar, three excited forest trolls rushed into the chief's hut, their bodies were full of blood holes, and one of them was blind in one eye, but they did not look dejected at the moment, but rushed into the chief's hut excitedly, shouting: "We have learned to be fanatical!! ”

Fanatical skills, High Priest Ryan was stunned, and then tears were left in his red eyes, since the second orc war, most of the forest trolls have discarded their magic power, and even their innate power has been forgotten, the former Ryan was also determined to recover these lost giant magic, but they all failed.

However, Ryan didn't expect that this former spell would return to the forest troll at this moment.

"Anyway, it's a blessing from the gods." High Priest Ryan muttered quietly.