The shaman leader, who had been named the spokesperson of the gods by these desert trolls, was knocked down by a "thin" looking human, and a huge crater exploded in the ground, allowing these trolls to wring out the few poor brains in their brains, and they couldn't imagine that humans could have such terrifying power.

"Damn human, the ancestral god Ularic is with me!" The old shaman roared with bloody teeth, and the serpent ornament wrapped around his neck suddenly came to life, opening his bloody mouth and shooting at Li Mo's arm as fast as lightning.

Li Mo's face did not change and let the fangs of the poisonous snake bite on his arm, turning his fist into a palm and slamming the neck of the old man Mai Shaman, the arm that originally looked thin suddenly bulged up, and the terrifying muscles directly broke the fangs of the poisonous snake, and lifted the troll shaman who was nearly twice as tall as him with one hand.

Bang!

Li Mo smashed the troll shaman to the ground again without any fancy, and the terrifying power smashed the troll sa almost to vomit blood, but he was stuck by the power of his neck, his face turned from red to purple, and his ugly yellow eyes almost burst out of his sockets.

Click...... The troll shaman's thick neck was stuck with deep finger prints, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could never break free from the irresistible strange force.

"Boss!"

The sound of acrylic was heard in the distance, and when Li Mo heard this, he immediately threw out the troll shaman in his hand like garbage.

The troll shaman felt that the power of suffocation was gone, and before he could catch his breath, he was choked by a creepy sense of crisis, and it tried its best to control the body that was thrown away, and at the same time quickly chanted a spell to react, but Yang Zheyi, who had been paying attention to the audience with super high perception, smashed the flame explosion on the troll shaman's body in time, and the continuous X2 explosion stunned, directly interrupting the spell it had just prepared.

Bang!

The sound of the fiery guns instantly suppressed all the chaos of the scene, and then the body of the troll shaman was like a stabbed water bag, and the foul blood gushed out of its body like a spring, and finally smashed to the ground and rolled several times in a row, leaving a series of shocking bloodstains, and then collapsed and convulsed like rags.

This blow actually directly sent the troll shaman into a near-death state!

"Wow, that's a great fight." Yang Zheyi whistled and praised Acrylic without hesitation.

Acrylic tried to only say that this troll shaman was unlucky, the sniper just now, not only hit a critical hit, but also because of hitting the head vital point, a small probability of physical disability occurred, directly blasting half of the troll shaman's braincase away, coupled with Li Mo's two consecutive heavy blows before, this low-level legendary creature-level troll shaman was beaten into a near-death state in this way.

The ensuing battle was no longer suspenseful, and after killing the troll shaman, everyone in the peak team also lost interest in fighting, and handed over all the remaining stubborn trolls to the Montreal gang and Dutt and others, and unceremoniously scavenged the things on the field.

Montreal and the others watched the movements of everyone in the peak team, but they didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction, so they could only work harder to kill the remaining trolls in order to end this meaningless battle.

It's a pity that the troll shaman, who is a low-level legendary creature, actually didn't drop anything, and also looted the entire troll tribe, except for things that can be exchanged for a small amount of experience value, that is, some strange troll special potions.

"Fool, you just heard that." Queen, who had never made a move, took a look at the corpse of the troll shaman who had died tragically, and said without warning.

Li Mo squatted down, took out a skinning knife, and without changing his face, he slashed open the poisonous snake that was still half wrapped around the neck of the troll shaman, and then put his hand into the smelly and disgusting body and dug for a while......

When night falls on the desert, countless creatures that hide beneath the sand reawaken. These creatures are all adept at stealth and sneak attacks, and have the means to kill their prey in one shot.

However, unless they are starving and dying, most creatures will choose to avoid the tribe of trolls, because attacking the tribe of trolls is far more dangerous than fighting in the bleak desert.

In this way, Li Mo and the others spent the night peacefully on the cleaned troll tribe, and when the temperature of the sun returned to the desert, they continued to rush towards the buildings looming on the horizon.

Before entering Zurfarak, you can clearly feel the violent, vicious, and evil aura coming from the hot air, and with the fierce wind coming from the counterattack, you can faintly hear the roar of the demonic beasts inside.

Zulfarak, a vast temple complex as far as the eye can see, and I don't know how many traps mixed with vicious witchcraft are hidden inside, countless adventurers have broken into it for thousands of years, trying to covet the troll treasures hidden within, but no one has ever been able to bring anything out of it...... Including their lives.

On the old but still sturdy doorpost hung a dried corpse, with shriveled flesh and mutilated flesh that looked like it had been torn alive, east and west, and could only be seen from the fragments of tattered clothes, which was the identity of a human adventurer.

Not far away, a cauldron sits on a roaring bonfire, boiling with a suspiciously smelly liquid, accompanied by tumbling bubbles, and every now and then the flesh and bones of some unknown creature emerge and are stirred again.

Several trolls gathered around the cauldron, their green eyes staring at the flesh and bones in the pot without blinking.

Knock, knock!

The cauldron on the campfire shook suddenly, and the shaking was so strong that the ancient rubble fell from the building.

Several trolls seemed to be aware of it and looked in the direction of the gate at the same time, and one of the trolls walked impatiently, but when it reached the bottom of the magnificent doorpost, a huge black shadow suddenly shrouded it, and the hanging air-dried corpse was directly smashed into pieces, and before the troll could react, it was directly crushed by the black shadow.

When the remaining trolls saw the armed mammoth that had suddenly intruded into their territory, they immediately became angry, picked up the weapons placed beside them, and rushed forward.

Beni-bara (Troll Language)!

Almost at the same moment, several vicious shadow arrows shot out and hit the armed mammoth's body, the sturdy alloy armor mottled black, and made a corrosive sound that snorted.

"Moo!"

Alloy armor could not completely cover the body, and some of the shadow arrows hit the thick fur of the earth, which could resist the fur of the sword, and were pierced in the blink of an eye, and the viciousness of the shadow sorcery seeped into the flesh through the fur.

The armed mammoth didn't seem to have much resistance to this shadow sorcery, and raised its forelimbs in pain, its massive body shook twice, and it seemed that it was about to fall down at any moment. However, at this moment, a bloody red light blessed the body of the armed mammoth, and the armed mammoth immediately let out a wild roar, and a pair of eyes widened and bloodshot, as if it did not feel any pain, and crushed towards the troll frantically.

……

A troll with half of its body shattered by a huge impact, relying on its tenacious vitality to run desperately, and when it was about to rush into the narrow corridor, a sharp arrow came silently, and pierced the back of the troll's neck with a pop, this critical attack knocked out the troll's only remaining health.

The end of the battle was as abrupt as the beginning, and these trolls who stayed at the door, because they miscalculated the strength of the enemy, were directly slaughtered before they could react, and they didn't even send a signal.

Everyone looked at the fallen corpse, and they all maintained a solemn look on their faces.

These trolls looked markedly different from the desert trolls they'd seen before, their skin wasn't rough and cracked, but plump and swollen, with strange lines drawn on them with blood.

If the trolls in the desert are a group of barbaric and backward savages, then the trolls in this ancient temple are a group of well-developed aliens, in addition to the powerful body of Kong Wu, there is also a faint smell of witchcraft.

Although the battle just now ended extremely quickly, everyone could see that even the most ordinary troll warriors seemed to have mastered one or two spells, which were completely different from the trolls they knew.

A middle-aged man wearing rimless glasses and a scholarly temperament flipped through carefully. After figuring out the corpse of the troll, he raised his head and glanced around the temple buildings, and said: "The trolls here are not a single god, the patterns on these trolls are ancient hieroglyphs, representing the greatness that can devour the world, and the weapons and spells they use belong to the power of another god." ”

Montreal explained at this time: "Antu is a historian in reality, and after entering this world, he also has a deep study of the history and plot of various parallel worlds, and he is one of the few people who can understand the text of the ancient troll civilization in the world of Azeroth. ”