Under Shadra's divine power, the moss trolls soon accepted Locke's rule.

For forest trolls who are not cared for by the gods, as long as they can regain the protection of the gods, even if they are loyal to a human, they are nothing at all.

Locke told the moss trolls to leave the temple, and he wanted to be quiet in the temple.

The combat power of the rotten moss trolls is not strong, a small number of forest troll headhunters, and a few elite beginner troll berserkers, constitute all the armed forces of the rotten moss trolls, and it is almost impossible for the rotten moss trolls to defeat the undead natural disaster.

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The temple of the moss trolls is in tatters.

Walls overgrown with vines were everywhere, and on top of the ancient walls, some troll characters were inscribed. Most of Locke didn't know him, but fortunately, Shadra was very familiar with him.

The temple of forest trolls is a very expensive thing, and the average small forest troll simply cannot afford the expenses of the temple, and the sacrifice column alone will make most forest trolls daunting, except for some large forest trolls, a small number of forest troll tribes simply do not afford the capital of the temple.

Forest trolls with the protection of the gods are strong.

Not only will the gods come to Azeroth at a critical time to fight, but they will also give certain protection attributes to the trolls in normal times, some gods will improve their armor, and some gods will increase their attack power. It's as if Locke is protected by both the mountain eagle and the spider, which not only increases the attack speed, but also improves a certain amount of defense.

In a matter of moments, Locke moved all the stone slabs from the Forest Troll Temple into the hall, where he wanted to find a way to fuse the Flogger and the Destroyer of Worlds.

At this moment, a troll berserker suddenly walked in at the door of the temple, unlike ordinary rotten moss trolls, this berserker with some pale skin on the surface had obviously been infected with the plague and would soon become an undead.

It was evident that the forest troll berserker was still using his strength to resist the mad plague in his body, but the breath of death still enveloped it.

The Berserker is the Troll's most powerful individual weapon, and as the Forest Troll's most powerful hand-to-hand combat unit, it is not inferior even to the Abomination.

The fangs on the corners of its mouth are intricately patterned, and it obviously seems that its status among the Rotten Moss tribe is not low at all, because in the tradition of forest trolls, the more intricate the pattern on its body, the higher its status in the tribe. Locke raised an eyebrow as he saw the forest troll berserker enter the hall.

The forest troll berserker in front of him seemed to be the chief of the rotten moss trolls.

This is very strange, in the power system of forest trolls, although the troll berserker is extremely strong in combat, no forest troll will make a forest troll berserker with a bad head as a chieftain. But Locke was absolutely not wrong, and the body of the forest troll berserk in front of him was carved with special lines that only the chief could draw.

This gave Locke a bit of a headache, the Rage's IQ among forest trolls can be said to be lower than that of ordinary forest trolls, why would the Rage Troll make the Berserk the chief of the Rage Trolls, Locke really didn't want to comment.

It's no wonder that this rotten moss tribe is even more decaying than the Evil Branch tribe, and the surrounding environment is still so good.

Speechless, this was Locke's idea, although the troll berserker below was saying something to counterattack humanity, but Locke didn't hear it at all.

Because this is simply funny, right now, even if the entire forest troll unites, it is impossible to be the opponent of Lordaeron, let alone a troll tribe like the Rotten Moss tribe that only has a few elite beginner combat power.

Locke told him to go out and wait for orders, and he wanted to find some information in the temple of the Rotten Moss Tribe.

Fusing the information of the Troll Holy Sword, it is only possible to find some clues in the oldest Troll Temple.

In fact, since the split of the Troll Empire, countless trolls have wanted to unify the entire Troll Troll, and these four swords are equivalent to the sacred relics of the forest trolls, which can also be said to be a symbol of inheritance, as for whether it is as strong as depicted in the legend, Locke is still skeptical.

It is hopeless to count on the berserker outside to help, and the berserker is afraid that his mind is full of killing emotions now, at best, it is a powerful war machine, and it may have the potential to become the pinnacle of the elite, after all, the berserker's combat talent is still not to be underestimated, at least according to the records on the slate, some berserkers can even advance to become legends.

But that was during the Troll Empire.

Locke didn't look up too much about the Berserker's records, but instead buried himself in the troll and began to look up information about the Troll Holy Sword.

Time passed quickly, and when the golden sunset hung over the mountains, Locke walked out of the temple, in fact, the Rotten Moss Tribe is not small, and the population is also very large, Locke took a brief look, this Rotten Moss Tribe can pull out at least six hundred forest troll warriors.

Locke, as an envoy of the gods, has been accepted by all the forest trolls, and the elite peak strength exuded from him has also made most of the forest trolls submit.

In today's harvest, Locke found a message on the slate, that is, it must be at night to be able to fuse two holy swords, in order to properly fuse the holy sword, Locke walked towards the forest troll's blacksmith shop, these blacksmith trolls who usually accompany steel, although the craftsmanship is not very good, but Locke still wants to consult.

Over the years, the forest trolls have always elevated the status of the blacksmiths in the tribe, and these skilled blacksmiths who craft weapons are very noble, second only to the troll berserkers in the rotten moss tribe.

Living in the blacksmith was a very old forest troll, although his arms were still very thick, but he was already old, but the light in his eyes showed that he could not be ignored, he looked at Locke in front of him and said slowly, "I have heard of you. ”

Locke nodded, the blacksmith is a very noble status among the forest trolls, as one of the few intellectuals among the forest trolls, they are revered by most of the trolls, he nodded slightly and said, "I want to ask you a question." ”

"Questions? Speak, then, Messenger of God. The troll blacksmith glanced at Locke, then sat down on the cold ground and said, "I must know everything below." ”

"I want to know how the sacred sword of the forest troll is fused." Locke said this indifferently, not caring at all about the frightened face of the troll in front of him. (To be continued.) )