"Tut-tut! The souls of those strange creatures look so delicious! The great gods will love it, so it's time for the Blood Lord Kirks to hunt! Let's see what's amazing about them! As the anxious pandaren stepped into the trap they had set, countless malicious eyes in the shadows were staring at the poor intruders. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An uneasy sense of disobedience grew in Alan's heart, and she began to regret her recklessness. Something must have been watching her in the deepest part of the shadows, but when she looked at it, it came to an abrupt end.

The frightened crowd eventually came to an empty clearing, and they were surprised to find a creature in the middle of the clearing that they had never seen before. His appearance was as strange as the farmer Lao Bu said, and what really made Alan's heart alarm bell was the playful look in this guy's eyes as if he were prey.

There is an ambush here, but we should be able to handle it. As long as we hold out until reinforcements arrive, we will be victorious. It's a pity that Ailan, who has such an idea, is just a fledgling rookie, and they don't know the cruelty and ruthlessness of the beasts in front of them.

"Welcome to our territory, 'dear' uninvited guests. We are so happy that you are here, so I have a show for you to show. "With the help of arcane intelligence, the sorcerer Kull can fluently speak the language of the Bearmans, which is the language of birds in the ears of other trolls.

At the sign of his raised hand, the sight of Elan and their anger appeared before their eyes. I saw countless trolls coming out of the woods one after another, and what was chilling was that each of them was holding some strange mutilated object in their hands. And those things, the sharp-eyed panda man warrior saw it at a glance, and then with a gaging sound, everyone vomited their breakfast.

"Well, our 'dry food' is okay!" Such dehumanizing words make all panda people almost lose their minds, because their "dry food" is the innocent people who died tragically under their swords.

However, perhaps that wasn't exciting enough, the cruel sorcerer Kull then let the other trolls out of the jungle. And what made everyone lose their fighting spirit was that they actually caught the panda farmers who were snatched away.

"Nope! You can't do that! She's just a kid! When the sneering troll brutally slit the throat of the toddler he was holding, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and began to break down.

"Alas! I can't stand it, and it looks like we're going to be even more cruel! Come on, go on! Under the desperate and anguished expressions of the poor farmers, the trolls present began to imitate the troll's actions, only that they disguised themselves as if they were a game, giving them the most painful death torture in their hands.

"Look at how funny their expressions are, the desperate and painful eyes simply intoxicate me! And you can only watch from the sidelines because you are worried about their safety! This expression of pain and guilt makes me happy! But rest assured, I promise that their deaths will be worth it, and that their souls and bodies will be sacrificed to the gods and our 'dry food'! The vicious words were like the last straw that crushed the sanity of the group of panda people in a dilemma in front of them.

"Kill them! Kill these brutes! The crowd, which had been dominated by hatred, rushed out with a roar, and Alan, who was still sane, turned a deaf ear to his remorseful and eager call to them. The trolls who had succeeded in their treacherous plan watched as the angry pandamen desperately rushed towards their traps, and the sound of the traps and the release of spells suddenly filled the clearing with a cry of pain.

In despair, Alan sat on her knees, her heart filled with pain and guilt, and she cried in a low voice. His recklessness and impulsiveness not only did not save the innocent villagers, but killed so many brothers who were as close as family. Grief-stricken, she had completely lost the courage to resist, and could only watch as the ruthless trolls brutally slaughtered her dying compatriots.

"Ahh It's so boring! I thought these people were so powerful! What a disappointment for me! These inferior creatures don't even qualify as food for Augen! Stopping the pet's desire to feast, the resentful Blood Lord Kirks yelled in displeasure.

"I'm sorry, Blood Lord, I didn't expect to disappoint you. It seems that I overestimated their strength, and I don't think the great gods would like these weak souls. But forget it, at least they can cover a few days' of 'rations'. Unconcerned, Kuhl motioned for them to clean up the battlefield.

A bloodied troll berserker walked up to Alan, looking at the desperate look in his already crumbling eyes. With a cruel smile on his lips, he raised the blood-stained axe in his hand and slashed at Alan's neck.

At the moment when he was on the verge of death, Alan's mind suddenly overflowed with thoughts. The memories from childhood to adulthood began to be played back like a marquee, playing and playing with the brothers after hard training in the monastery; When passing by the farmland, the children in the fields smile innocently at themselves; the little sisters who silently accompany their training in the middle of the night; and then to the irrepressible cheers in his heart after being recognized by the masters, and the last memory was fixed on the gentle cheeks of his benefactor.

It was as if she had gone back to the night that terrified her, when the frenzied yak people were killing their own family and friends. The mother endured the pain before she died, and shouted loudly when she let herself run quickly; The father who desperately resisted finally looked at him with a determined gaze when he was brutally killed by the angry yak people; In order to escape, they desperately dragged the soles of the yak people's feet, but finally died tragically under the iron hooves; And the figure that descended from the sky to spread death and fear to the yak people.

What a similar scene! How I wished it wouldn't happen again, but I failed! I'm sorry I disappointed you, Lord Voltess! My benefactor! My mentor! And what I've been trying to scream in my heart... Father!

Just as Alan closed his eyes to death, an earth-shattering roar accompanied the familiar figure that fell from the sky.

"What do you bastards want to do to my daughter!" Enraged, the immortal stabbed the cyan dagger into the chest of the troll berserker, and then succeeded in giving the dead troll a taste of the hand-ripper in a furious tear.

"Get up for me! Allen! Those innocent people and injured companions are still waiting for you to rescue! Now you haven't failed! So get me up! The faint white smoke slowly flowed into Alan's eyes amid the immortal's rage, and under the effect of the light smoke, Eran finally returned to his former heroic appearance.

"Very well, Alan! Now hurry outside to meet the upcoming masters, and let me clean you up here! It wasn't until Alan, who had left in a hurry, disappeared into the jungle that Voltés looked back at the trolls who had come from thousands of miles to die.

"You're... Worm Man... Wrong! … You're nothing like the wormmen we've seen, aren't you... You are their variant! Kuhl's vicious taunt made all the trolls laugh.

"I thought the trolls of Zandalar and Gulabash would be of such high quality, but it seems that it was nothing more than that! If I'm not mistaken, you've come all the way here to find that foolish emperor who thinks he is a god! Tsk, I guessed right by looking at your expressions! It's really hard for you, your arrival has given me a deeper understanding of the idiom of gathering like things! The Immortals' response sent the trolls into great terror, not because they had spoken of their clan at a glance, or because they were already aware of their top-secret plans, but because they had replied that they were in an ancient language that only the noblest High Priests and chiefs would speak, a sacred language that only a very few High Priests who had received the favor of the great gods were qualified to use.

"Don't be so surprised, it's not hard for me to speak your crude language. I'm here just to save my daughter and clean up the waste that doesn't belong here. ”

"You're trying to save these useless guys, but it's a pity you're too late! Besides, you just made a huge mistake, man! You foolishly let that woman run into the forest alone, it seems that you don't understand that there is our world! The vicious reminder only resulted in a sigh on the other party's forehead as if he was facing an idiot, which made the trolls suddenly have a bad premonition in their hearts.

"Alas! I really admire your ignorance! Just like you ambushed these panda people, am I going to let the waste in the jungle continue to waste air when I am alone? But it's no wonder that you should forget to continue using the sorcerer's housekeeping skills! ”

"What! How could it be...! The people in the jungle, their souls are all gone! What did you do to them! Kull, who used his soul to probe, was horrified to find that only the trolls standing here were still alive in the entire forest, and all the 1,000 elites who had been lurking in the woods had been silent.

"I thought you were all ruthless, but you still seem to have some feelings! That's right, as you can imagine, I let the woods merge into one and they sleep completely in it, so that they don't have to endure in the trees for so long. ”

"You damn worm, I'm going to crush you like I did to your close relatives who I've crushed!" An enraged Kull led the priests into chanting magic loudly, while the crazed troll berserkers rushed towards the Immortals in the roar of the Blood Lord.

"Shut up, you noisy idiots!" As Voltus raised his right hand high in the air, countless black currents of air that exuded an ominous aura spread out in his hands like fireworks.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation interrupted the troll's movements, and they fell to the ground in agony, struggling in agony. The quick-eyed Kul placed a totem barrier on the ground in time to stop the erosion of this desperate and inexplicable malice on them, but even then there were only more than 700 trolls left who could fight.

"This is your last resort! The remaining trolls we've got here will be enough to wipe you out! Now let's see what else you can do! You killed him for me! The arrogant Kirks ordered the remaining trolls to rush forward.

"Do you really think I'm a human being?" After catching the spear of the spear-thrower, he stabbed it to the side, and a sneaking troll assassin fell to the ground screaming. After that, he returned the spear he had drawn to the other party, and by the way, he skewered several trolls in the same line together into a "rock sugar gourd".

Once again, he easily dodged the Berserker's downwind slash and retreated a few meters away, and Voltes, who crossed the Zandalar dagger he picked up and rubbed it together to create tiny sparks, began to shout.

"Before my eyes, you dare to walk on the road while you wait for the dead!"

"The battalion and society form a party and form a battle column to advance!"

"Detached from the only Fa-rectification in the world, and trying to live in the world by following crooked ways!"

"They, my Kenlocks. And I will never let it go! ”

"You will not tremble, but die like straw in the harvest! Y'Shaarj! Volters chanted loudly as he split the troll in half in front of him, and with his call, countless mantis elites with different equipment appeared behind him.

"It's... How... Possible... This is... What the... Sorcery! The priest muttered to himself, overrun by fear, and he was brutally slain by the enraged sorcerer in the name of disturbing the army. However, this did not help, and fear and despair had already begun to permeate the hearts of the trolls.

"You ask yourself, what are you?"

"We're Kenlocks! Kenlocks of Hilerore! The neatly integrated mantis man demon warrior (melee mage) shouted in unison.

"What do you hold in your right hand?"

"Wisdom and strength!"

"What do you hold in your left hand?"

"Fear and death!"

"Rankenlocks, what is your body?"

"We are both good and not good, evil and not evil; Neither a warrior nor a warrior, a weapon or a weapon! ”

"Sow despair in the sky and death on the earth!"

"We are the makers of all killing, and the preacher of all salvation!"

"What we did! Just to stand up and plead with the mercy of the old gods; Just to lay down and kill the enemies of the ancient gods! ”

"We will be transformed into Heroic Spirits of Amber! We are the Heroic Spirits, the Heroic Spirits! We are heroes, Kenlocks of Hilerore. "In the midst of everyone's shouting, the powerful mantis elites rushed to the trolls with lightning speed and launched a one-sided slaughter.

"As long as the time comes! We will put an end to our mortal enemies in the name of nightmares and announce the end in the shadow of despair! ”

"Then we will form a party of disciples and go to the abyss together, and we are only willing to fight against the seven million four hundred and fifty-five thousand nine hundred and twenty-six evil demons in hell!" The proclamation of fear is coming to an end, and the trolls' journey to Pandaria is now coming to an end.

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