The Berserk Muscle Troll form of the Great Witch Doctor Akale at this time was not a rare troll form in the ancient Gulambash Empire, but with the fall of the Gulambash Empire, this form of troll has not appeared in the world for 100,000 years.

In the Swamp of Sorrows, the Great Witch Doctor Akale examines the ruins of an ancient temple and discovers the form of a rampaging muscle troll, which is believed to be a terrifying weapon of war forged by the Gulambash Empire using evil drugs and dark spells.

Akalai didn't know the dark spells of the Qurambash period, but his knowledge of potions and his own powerful and unique witch doctor spells combined to easily recreate the rampaging muscle trolls of the Qurambash Empire.

Akalai's berserk muscular form catered to the boars' worship of the strong, and coupled with his apothecary, Akalai easily promoted some second-order peak boarmen to the third-order transcendent stage, and established the belief of the king of the beagle in the boar tribe of Razor Heights in a short period of time.

Akalai has already begun to refine the power of faith and absorb the world origin according to the content contained in the "Origin of the Gods", as long as he wants, he can let the power of the world origin be blessed on his body at any time, breaking through the last layer of boundaries and becoming a god, but the power of the world origin he has stored is still too little, and it is not enough to build his divine kingdom.

According to the record of the book "The Origin of Gods", if you can't have your own kingdom of gods before becoming a god, and you become a god in the main material plane hastily, the day you become a god is the time when you are wiped out.

However, the great witch doctor Akalai didn't have much time, he didn't have time to slowly absorb the power of faith, save the origin of the world and build his own kingdom of God, he hit the idea to the secret realm of the space that the mother earth god had given up.

When the beast god Oak became a god, he hid his god body in a spatial secret realm of the Earth Mother God, and the great witch doctor Akalai also planned to follow suit, but unfortunately Akalai couldn't find the ownerless spatial secret realm at all, and in the end he could only be sorry for his best friend, Chief Kane.

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The dense number of boar people believers looked at the incomparably strong King of Beagle with a look of adoration.

At this time, the great witch doctor Akalai couldn't see the image of a troll at all, it was completely a deformed muscle troll, he looked down at the thousands of boar people believers below with cold eyes, and said in pig language: "Hum hum ...... I am the King of Bigg, the god of the boar people, the hope of the boar people! ”

The sound was loud, like rolling thunder, deafening.

Hulalalala......

Thousands of wild boar people fell to their knees, their heads grabbing the ground, and chanting in unison.

"The King of Bigg, super strong!"

"Punch Beamon, kick the black dragon!"

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Akalai felt the spiritual belief that carried the power of the world's origin, constantly converging towards him, and the pride in Akalai's chest suddenly grew, and the blue, yellow, red, white, and black qi on his face resurfaced in turn.

Akalai took a deep breath and roared angrily in the sky, his sound was like a thunderstorm, and the sound was stirred by the sound waves in mid-air, producing layers of ripples.

This is just an ordinary roar, but it has caused an effect comparable to that of a transcendental stage skill, which can only show that the power attribute of the King of Bigg is terrifyingly high.

However, the Great Witch Doctor Akale, who is only a troll witch doctor, is also a spellcaster, and actually has a strength that is not weaker than that of the Beamon Behemoth.

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The labyrinth of thorns, the summit of the spiral mountain.

The Great Witch Doctor Akale stood on top of the mountain with his hands in his hands.

At this time, he was no longer in the form of a muscle explosion, and had reverted to his normal troll appearance, he was dressed in a sky-blue mage robe, and his back was unguarded to the undead lich Amenar.

However, the undead lich Amenar stood behind him respectfully, and reported with spiritual power: "Master Qiqi, Amenar is incompetent, the main component of the soul witch array, the soul cup, uh...... Stolen by a boar man. ”

"Humph! Do you see it's a boar man? ”

"Enlightened master, uh...... Didn't see it, I guess ......"

The great witch doctor Akalai turned around slowly, his eyes were neither sad nor joyful, this undead lich Amenar is good at summoning the undead, and his strength is very strong, but it is a pity that its life box is in his own hands, so life and death are not up to him, and he can only obey his orders.

Akalai patted the pocket around his waist, took out a terracotta porcelain jar again, and threw it to Amenar.

Amenar took the clay jar, he was a master of souls, and when he touched the jar, he knew that there was no soul in it, it was an empty soul cup, and it was definitely not the one he had lost.

Fortunately, he still has the soul of a transcendental boar man in his hand, which can be refined into it.

Akalai's spiritual power came out again: "There are no souls of powerful creatures in this soul cup for the time being, but soon a group of legendary orc sword saints will come to assassinate you, you should prepare well, and use their souls to fill this soul cup." ”

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The Golden Eagle soared into the sky again......

A day later, the Golden Eagle landed on Thunder Bluff.

In the mysterious realm of Mother Earth, Vitruvius jumped and shuttled among the rocks, sometimes suddenly turning around, shooting backwards with a three-shot military crossbow, and sometimes turning around and throwing a sledgehammer, bombarding the stubborn stone targets placed behind him.

After gaining the experience of throwing hammers from the ancestors of the Warhammer tribe, Vitruvius has been practicing continuously for half a month, and in the past half a month, Vitruvius has concentrated on practicing running and shooting skills, and has almost exerted his six-point agility value to the limit.

Just as Vitruvius threw two hammers and accurately smashed his target in the run, a troll witch doctor in blue robes suddenly appeared behind him.

The person who came was none other than the Great Witch Doctor Akale.

When Vitruvius saw Akale, he remembered what he had said, and when he returned, he would teach him the art of combat, which Vitruvius thought about day and night, tossing and turning, and remembering it.

Syllable!

Vitruvius knelt directly in front of the great witch doctor Akale, hugged his thighs and cried, "Teacher! It's so hard for students to wait for you! ”

Akale ......

"Don't cry, the old man said that he would teach you the art of fighting, so naturally he won't lie to you."

Vitruvius wiped his tears, but there were no tears pouring out, so he could only wipe them dryly.

Nima ...... Brother is about to laugh, brother's acting skills are almost unbearable.

Brother is so happy, brother is finally going to get out, and when brother learns the fighting skills of the great witch doctor Akale, he will not see one beat one in the future, and he will call other people's fathers all day long.

The great witch doctor Akale looked at Vitruvius, crying for a while and laughing for a while, but he was also speechless, and could only say lightly: "Get up." ”

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