"It's funny, little troll. ”

Skawald swore that he had never been challenged since he was born, and he didn't know why the Dhakale Trolls, who had always been a rival faction, had appeared with the Scourge Legion, but he knew full that the troll leader in front of him had fully provoked his desire to fight.

The battle in the Hall of the Dragonsnatcher was evenly matched, and after the Dragonraider Berserkers joined the battle, the Viku, who had been clearly on the underdog, gradually stabilized the situation.

The warlike Viku were not scattered by the previous panic, and they held their ground, led by the leader of the Dragonraiders, and even formed a human wall, blocking the influx of Scourge legions from the steps leading to the Tyre Terrace.

The Scourge Legion's numerical superiority was lost in front of these brute-strength vikus, and a tall and muscular viku could even take on a few emaciated ghouls.

The last thing he wanted to see was Xue Huan, who knew that once his battle with the Viku people reached a stalemate, then the other side's support would continue to come, which was quite unfavorable for his own troops.

Damn it!!

What the hell is that Dakuru guy doing?

Xue Huan clenched his teeth, his fierce eyes swept back and forth in the battlefield, if it weren't for the resurrection of the dead that had consumed a lot of his spiritual power, I am afraid he would have rushed up to participate in the battle.

Dakuru was once a good troll warrior, and the two battle axes he wielded had drunk the blood of his enemies, but this battle was a headache for him like never before, and these strong Veku people seemed to have been born to fight.

Every Dragon Raider is like a battle-hardened veteran, every attack he throws, every block is just right, there is no fancy approach, and the knife is deadly, which also makes him feel a headache.

"Drink!!"

Dakuru let out a low roar, and then his skin turned red as if it were covered in blood, and his body grew taller and stronger.

Berserk, a mystical spell that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Trolls, is also a racial talent that is highly proficient in both the Dhakale Trolls in Northrend and the Amani tribe in Zuraman.

Grom had also used Bloodthirsty Rage in Lordaeron's fight against Uther, but that was a power he could only use after drinking demonic blood, unlike the Trolls.

This berserk technique, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the troll ancestors, has no side effects at all, and does not leave the trolls feeling weak after the war, and in the tradition of the troll clan, only the recognized and powerful warriors can accept this inheritance.

And apparently, Dakuru is one of them!

After the transformation was completed, Dakuru was unusually tall, his body was full of explosive muscles, his eyes froze, and he swung a slash at a nearby dragon raider who was about to block him, and the powerful force of the giant axe actually smashed the dragon raider's two-handed sword, and then tore the opponent in half!

What a terrible power!!

The single blow attracted the attention of the rest of the battlefield, and unlike the undead soldiers who had no emotion, the Dhakale trolls who were fighting the enemy seemed to be inspired by their leader, sweeping away the haze brought by the Viku and refocusing their attention on the battle.

Of course, this series of actions of Dakuru also fell into the eyes of Skavard, who was half-kneeling on the ground, savage and direct, this is the evaluation given by Skawald, just like the Viku people who worship strength.

Skawald's eyes glistened with bloodlust, a desire to fight, and he forced himself to stand up trembling, the wound on his shoulder causing a sharp pain from the pull, causing him to gasp.

At the same time that Skavard was making these decisions, Dakuru finished cooking the dragon raiders near him, and Skavard glanced at the troll warrior's feet...

In less than half a minute, there were already four corpses of Viku lying on their horizons, how terrifying this power was!

Facing the fierce Dakuru, Skawald's eyes were raised, and the meaning of provocation was self-evident.

"Your opponent is me, troll cub!!"

Skawald clenched the serrated blade tightly in his hands and readjusted his fighting stance, he waited, awaited Dakuru's attack.

Clearly, his opponents didn't disappoint, with Dakuru keeping his focus on Skawald from start to finish.

He let out a loud cry and kicked his feet, pouring all his strength into his hands, and slashed at Skawald from top to bottom.

The blow was swift and violent, accompanied by a terrible sound of wind.

After being blessed with the Berserk Technique, Dakuru's strength and agility have been greatly strengthened, and his original strength from level six has also jumped to level seven, which is even worse than Skawald.

Skavard felt the powerful blow, but the brute force of the Viku people was on full display at this moment, and instead of taking a half step back, Skavard raised his fist and met the charging Dakuru.

Qiang!!

A shrill steel clatter rang out, and the weapons of both sides slammed together, rubbing together in bursts of sparks.

The muscles of both sides twitched, it was a contest of pure strength, the Viku people who were gifted with divine powers, and the Dakale trolls, who were known for their strength and speed, neither of them would give in.

Looking at Skawald, who was close at hand, gritting his teeth and insisting, although Dakuru didn't say a word, his heart was shocked. I didn't expect the wounded Skavard to be able to compete with his mad self, and it seems that the legend that the Veku people are the descendants of the Titans is true.

But the pride of the trolls is not to be defiled!!

Dakuru's pupils suddenly constricted, and then he violently retracted his strength, using the advantage of speed to instantly change his moves, turning into a sweep, and the target was directly aimed at Skawald's waist.

Skalwald's sudden change of tactics caught Skawald off guard, but in fact, the Veku, with the blood of half-giants, admired strength, but slow speed was always their greatest weakness.

Dakuru's furious attacks were swift and ferocious, and almost every axe was aimed at the enemy's vital point, making it impossible for the slow-reacting Skavard to turn back and defend.

And Skawald's dual-wielding fist blades are also destined to be limited to attacking in the fighting style he is good at, and this kind of aggression in exchange for giving up defense will be completely inferior in the battle once it is stopped by the opponent, or unable to attack.

Under Dakuru's intensive attack, the embarrassed Skavard had no choice but to use his fist blade to resist in a panic, but how could this level of defense withstand the attack of Dakuru, who was also a level 6 warrior?

Soon, a huge gash was torn open in his chest by Dakuru, and the pain was so intense that even Skavard, a Viku, gasped, and the heavy blow caused his defenses to pause briefly.

This is a great opportunity to kill the enemy, how could Dakuru, who is experienced in combat, miss it?

A glint flashed in his eyes, and the tomahawk in his hand continued to slash down, this time, he set his target on his opponent's neck, aiming for a single blow.

And at this critical moment, Dakuru suddenly felt a vicious wind behind him, it was a sneak attack by those Viku people!!

He could choose to resist reflexively, but he would miss the perfect opportunity to deliver the fatal blow to Skavard, and the heroic and ferocious Dakuru closed his eyes and chose to trade his life for his life.

He didn't stop what he was doing, and sliced the tomahawk in his hand into Skavard's neck, and for a moment, blood gushed out of Skawald's neck like a column of water, but the expected attack did not come.

It turned out that Xue Huan and Kel'thugad had been closely watching Dakuru's movements, and when they saw Dakuru fighting with the leader of the Viku, behind him, two dragon raiders took the opportunity to touch him.

Almost without hesitation, he and Kel'thugad unleashed ranged magic, and Death Coil and Shadow Arrows unleashed one after another, piercing the heads of the two dragon raiders with unmistakable precision, resolving the crisis behind Dakuru.

"Ahhh!!h

With a terrible scream, it resounded through the Dragon Snatching Hall, attracting everyone to follow the reputation.

I saw Skawald clutching his neck in pain, stumbling backwards, Dakuru's battle axe still hanging from his neck, and the red blood kept spurting out, splashing a column of blood several meters high.

All the living present were deeply shocked by this scene!!

Dakuru's blow was almost fatal, and even Skavard's strong physique could not support it, and he kept panting heavily, and it seemed that it was difficult to breathe.

Then, with a roar, Skawald staggered back a few steps, and fell straight to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.

The death of the leader caused the Viku people's hard-fought morale to be strained, and then Dakuru's participation established the victory of the battle, and he ruthlessly harvested the lives of the Viku people like a meat grinder.

The bravery of his subordinates made Xue Huan feel a burst of joy, he didn't expect that this temporarily recruited little brother would bring him so much unexpected joy!

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the face of the Scourge Legion's overwhelming counterattack, the leaderless Viku seemed a little powerless to face the rest of the battle, and after someone shouted, the remaining Viku rushed upstairs in a panic.

There is the Terrace of Tyr, and it is also the next target of the Scourge Legion led by Xue Huan...

(End of chapter)