When Bladefang decides to change his style, the power of magic to go further is finally in the form of bravery.

His left shield jerked forward, and Daba staggered backwards with a tremendous force.

Taking advantage of this, Bladefang raised his sword above his head and slashed downward.

Daba, who reacted, tried his best to block with his side spear, but the force that followed caused the spear to hit him in the face backwards, destroying his hard-to-stabilize figure.

Seeing this, Blade Fang did not continue to press down on the giant sword, but used the elastic force generated when the sword and spear intersected to naturally return the sword to its original position again, and then continued to slash downward.

'When! ’

'When!! ’

'When!! ’

The blow was heavier than the swing, causing Daba's body to involuntarily fall backwards.

In the process, his movements became more and more deformed, so that more mental energy was consumed in the seemingly endless blocking;

Gradually, he had no energy left to think about anything else.

Blade Fang would not let go of such an opportunity, he exchanged the center of gravity of his left and right feet, and took advantage of the retreat caused by Daba's struggle to complete the block, and slammed his shoulders forward, until Daba could no longer maintain his center of gravity, and flew backwards for several meters.

'Boom! ’

The bewildered Chief of the Fina tribe fell to the ground heavily, and when he came back to his senses, his opponent had already held a sword against his eye socket.

Trolls have several weaknesses that are not considered weaknesses, namely organs, hearts, and brains.

If these 'weaknesses' were ranked in terms of severity, then 'mass damage to organs' would be ranked third.

When there is great damage to the internal organs, even if the wound heals in a short time;

However, the blood that flows out of the damaged cavity will accumulate in the chest and abdomen cavity because there is nowhere to go, and it cannot be discharged.

Depending on the amount of blood gushing, there will be different degrees of squeezing of organs and disrupting the balance of the body, which will affect the strength of the troll.

In the face of this situation, the only way to get the blood out of the body is usually to recreate the wound.

Next, the heart can be ranked second;

When it is badly damaged, the powerful self-healing ability will continue to work;

However, after losing the blood pump, the injured position will also fall into a vicious circle of low self-healing efficiency - massive bleeding - self-healing efficiency continues to decrease due to insufficient nutrient supply;

If they are not rescued in time, or if they are severely damaged, the troll will inevitably die.

Although the difficulty of treating the above two types of trauma fluctuates depending on the severity, there is still a way to save it.

But the brain, which is at the top of the danger list, is a little different;

For the brain, it seems that any bit of damage becomes irreversible damage;

The consequences can range from stupidity to instant death.

And these three 'weaknesses' are the reason why the trolls are 'anti-stabbing and not slashing' when they fight.

Back to the present, the moment he was caught in the eyeball by the sword, Daba had completely lost.

He let go of his hand, which was still holding the weapon, and closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

This made Blade Fang feel a little admiration, but he was in a different position, asking himself if he could leave life and death completely to the victor like Daba.

Even if he was embarrassed, he had to flee from the state of being pointed at by the sword first.

Thinking like this, he didn't intend to kill the opponent's blade fang, but after kicking away the opponent's weapon, he withdrew the sword and took the initiative to reach out and pull up the opponent who was waiting for death.

Chief Finai..... No, it was the former chieftain, and he looked at Blade Fang incredulously as he got up, his eyes showing a sense of happiness and a slight sense of shame.

Dabba wondered if Blade Fang looked down on him, otherwise why not kill him?

And, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and soon, the shame overpowered the luck of surviving.

His eyes turned red from anger to bloodshot, and the sense of honor in his heart made him resist to take up arms again and point at the victor.

"Daba, not weak! Daba, very strong! You, kill Daba! ”

'Ah, shouldn't it be.... First he was thanked by his opponent, and then after some pacification, he was loyal to the tribe from then on... The script? ’

The expected scene didn't happen, which made Blade Tooth a little unable to get off the stage.

Ben was a little angry, thinking that he didn't know what to do, but looking at the other party's look of anger because of shame, Blade Fang somewhat understood his thinking circuit.

stepped forward, patted Daba's shoulder, made his eyes as sincere as possible, and said half-truthfully,

"Daba, warrior, strong; The warrior dies, the tooth hurts, and he does not kill. ”

Daba was obviously the first time he had come into contact with this way of thinking, and he thought about it for a while before he understood the logical order in between.

Immediately, his face visibly turned from anger to joy, and he became proud again.

Bladetooth said a good word, patted him on the shoulder again, and then walked towards the old witch doctor who had been watching the battle not far away.

And Daba, I don't know what to think, actually picked up the weapon and followed behind Bladetooth by himself;

Look at that posture, it looks like a self-proclaimed guard.

In just a few steps, Blade Tooth quickly reached the old witch doctor, who looked condescendingly at the old man, who had become rather clumsy due to his old age.

He didn't speak, just waited quietly.

After a moment, the old witch doctor was the first to break the silence, he bent his body lower, which was already unable to stand upright, and said with a little respect,

"Witch Doctor Dano, see, Chief."

In the Black Forest, in fact, no matter which tribe, there is no custom of witch doctors to salute the chief; On the contrary, it is more common for chiefs to give rituals to witch doctors, not because of status, but for other reasons such as 'being raised from childhood'.

But the new chieftain looked a little strong, both in force and as an individual, and the old witch doctor was the first to show respect for the tribe so that the tribe would not have to shed blood.

"Okay."

After receiving the 'recognition' he was waiting for, the blade tooth no longer held the shelf.

But he didn't explain the things related to the 'chief', thinking that he couldn't say a word or two anyway, so it was better to make the established facts and let them slowly understand for themselves.

So, I began to think about how to more thoroughly accept the heart of this old witch doctor.

Doesn't seem to be difficult?

In his unbelievable eyes, he recited a mantra with a slight movement of his fingers, and a vine grew from between them, quickly climbing up to the palm of his hand.

Playing with the vines wriggling in his hands, the old witch doctor who showed disbelief in his eyes and looked everywhere for magic crystals,

"Teeth, different. Witch doctor inheritance, strong, no magic crystal, immortal. Together, it is good. You, right. ”

After saying this, the old witch doctor finally stopped his blind gaze, and showed a trace of eagerness.

If he had provoked the chieftain to fight a duel, it was more for the sake of the tribe's present and future livelihoods; At that moment, he just wanted to see the future of the witch doctor before he died.

After achieving his goal, Bladefang asked if there were any other witch doctors in the Fina Division, and received an affirmative answer.

There was indeed a young witch doctor in the tribe, who had been hidden at the behest of the chief and the old witch doctor in order not to completely break the lineage.

Now that the 'merger' is a foregone conclusion, there is no need to hide.

Soon, another troll dressed as a witch doctor was called out, his name was Daran, and he couldn't tell the specific age, he could only judge from his physique that he was in the prime of life.

After a simple mutual acquaintance, the topic inevitably slides to the question of 'merging'.

The merger of the two departments is naturally not a simple matter, how to merge, whether to relocate, the distribution of hunting grounds, and the source of food..... And so on, all waiting for the blade to make a decision.

For more specific information, it is naturally the quickest to ask these two witch doctors.

So, after Tuya and Meiya also came over, the five witch doctors got together.

In Daba's ongoing fugue, they begin to communicate on more specific matters.