The knights not far away did not relax their vigilance, they used their elite-level strength to easily slash their long swords into the body of the desert monitor lizard, and launched an attack on the desert monitor lizard in a neat and orderly manner.

"Don't be afraid." Locke sent the black blade heavy sword in his hand into the throat of the desert monitor lizard, directly causing the desert monitor lizard to lose its trace of life, and then said calmly: "Deal with the monitor lizard as quickly as possible, I have a hunch that the desert troll is surrounding us." ”

Locke pulled the Blackblade Heavy Sword out of the desert monitor lizard's throat with his backhand, spilling the stinking blood all over his body, and he used the Grip of Death to pull another monitor lizard in front of him, and then slashed it with a sword.

The five knights faced off against the two monitor lizards, and the battle was quickly decided, and when the two desert monitor lizards fell, the five knights breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of being relieved by the victory, they raised their giant shields and long swords again.

Because when the desert monitor lizard in the yellow sand died, dozens of desert trolls gradually appeared in the surrounding buildings.

The brown-skinned sandfury trolls of these desert trolls have adapted to the hot weather of Tanaris, and this tribe of trolls has domesticated desert monitor lizards and become the undisputed overlords of Tanaris.

Dozens of desert trolls surrounded it, and out of it came a tall desert troll.

"When we first met, my name was Antusur, and I was the Overseer of the Desert Trolls. Welcome to Zulfarak and you will be the best sacrifices. ”

The surrounding desert trolls began to surround Locke and the others, and the desert trolls did not carry out long-range attacks, but planned to trap Locke and the others in it with melee combat.

Locke didn't sit still, he stretched out his hand, and several ghouls emerged from the dirt, forming a formation in front of Locke.

Now there is no need to keep his hands, and Locke is already planning to fire at full power.

Bang bang

The ghouls jumped into the desert trolls' army and created chaos one after another, and the knights took the opportunity to attack the desert trolls, which eventually caused many of the desert trolls to fall to the ground in large chunks like wheat harvesting. Ghouls combined with Locke's plague are enough to halve the combat power of most desert trolls.

Because the panic effect of the undead is very powerful.

There were more and more corpses of desert trolls on the ground, and Locke stared at the desert troll named Antusur not far away. It was an elite mid-level desert troll, and he looked coldly at the scene of the slaughter of the desert troll not far away, his face expressionless.

"Anger, my people." Antusur suddenly roared and planted the totem in his hand on the ground, only to hear a burst of lightning pulsing on the bodies of the numerous desert trolls, and then the desert trolls launched a burst of roars. The remaining desert trolls were clearly enraged, and they pounced on the knight or Locke.

But the results were very small.

Under the obstruction of the ghouls, most of these desert trolls were pulled to the ground by the ghouls and killed, even if a small number rushed in front of Locke, there was only one way to die.

In the midst of the screams, the desert trolls' mentality finally collapsed, and some of the desert trolls had already begun to flee out of fear

The battle had just begun, and Antusur, who was not far away, changed his face, he pulled out two short knives that shone with silver light from his waist, and cautiously advanced towards Locke, the scar on his face flashed a glint in his eyeballs.

Although the attitude of the desert trolls towards their own kind can be said to be cruel, the death and injury of the desert trolls at this moment has already moved Antusur.

Because this is not a battle at all, but a complete slaughter.

………………

The time had come, and the ghoul standing beside Locke had returned to the Shadow Realm because the time was up, and the five knights behind him also fell to the ground from their injuries.

The desert trolls not far away are either fleeing or dying, with no third option.

As a result, there is only one target left in front of Locke, and that is the Overseer of the Desert Trolls, Antusur.

Antusur was tall, with no clothes on his upper body, showing off his muscles, and a pair of shorts on his lower body, with a scar on his face showing some brutality in his eyes, and a thick wooden club in his hand.

"There are only two of us left." A hoarse and heavy voice came from Locke's mouth, and this deep voice shook Antusur not far away.

In the bloody sky, there was a thunderous roar, it was the occasional piercing scream from Dalaran using the power of magic to bombard Zurfarak, it was the roar of the god of the desert troll.

But all this has nothing to do with the two men in the war, and the will to duel burns in the chests of both sides.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Antusur snorted coldly, he put the wooden stick in his hand horizontally in front of him, and said coldly: "It seems that you have premeditated, those mages attack the hinterland, and you come to assassinate me. But desert trolls have not feared anyone for thousands of years. ”

"My little darlings, it's time to eat!!" Antusur let out a low roar, only to hear a dozen desert monitor lizards emerge from the sand in the surrounding mountains, rushing towards Locke not far away.

At the sound of the desert monitor lizard's footsteps, Antusur raised the lightning bolt in his hand and jumped directly towards Locke.

"Crowd tactics? What's the use of that. Locke whispered the words, and the shadow energy was already beating on the palm of his hand, and then he infused the shadow energy into the Black Blade heavy sword.

With long silver hair, pale skin, and pupils that pulsed with blue flames, Locke had completely transformed into an undead at this moment.

With Locke as the center, the earth began to decay gradually, and these decaying lands kept responding to the desert monitor lizards standing on the land. The disease affects a large number of desert monitor lizards, which make them seem to be sluggish.

A gargoyle flew out from behind Locke, its instigator wings, and shot silver wind blades in mid-air at Antusur below.

These wind blades disrupted Antusur's offensive steps, forcing him to take a step back.

Locke snorted coldly, and a silver-white frost formed on his body, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed in front of Antusul, and then a sword slashed at Antusur's chest, and blood fluttered on Locke's side like rose petals.

"Holy Sword, where is the Excalibur of the Desert Trolls?" Locke said this calmly.

Silent, Antusur inserted a totem of dancing lightning into the ground, followed by bursts of lightning dancing from the weapon in Antusur's hand, and then a blow struck the blade of Locke's black-edged heavy sword. (To be continued.) )