Chapter 101: Raging Fun Man
γemmmmmβ¦β¦ Do you want to believe him? γ
[People are about to die, and their words are good, I think you can believe it. γ
[It's too naΓ―ve, this is the enemy's lair, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, let's go straight to it.] γ
[+1, don't underestimate the desire to survive of intelligent creatures.] γ
Sarren's mood also wavered like a barrage of brawls.
No matter how the barrage quarrels, whether the result can be reached or not, it is he who finally makes the conclusion.
Just as Sarren hesitated, an inexplicable glint flashed in the eyes of the Scar Troll who had been pressed to the ground.
A special energy suddenly appeared in the small hut, and Sarren, who sensed that something was wrong, no longer hesitated, and slashed the back of the opponent's neck with a rusty knife.
The pale blue soul flowed down the wound and was sucked into the sacrificial knife that Bonsandy had given him.
The Scar Troll, who was no longer able to move, turned pale and looked at Salaen with regret.
"Yes...... It's a pity, it's just a little bit ......."
Before he finished speaking, the last trace of his soul was sucked away by the ritual knife, leaving only an empty shell body that lost all strength on the spot and fell limply on the desk.
"Damn it!"
I don't know what this guy did, but it's certainly not a good thing for Sarean.
γOn the table!γ Little Sa, there's a bone glowing! γ
When Sarren turned his head to check under the reminder of the barrage, a petite red "velociraptor phant" phantom flashed above the white skeleton.
Sarren: "What is this?" β
[Run! You've been scammed by Bonsandy! This man is not a believer in Death Loa, he believes in the thin-jawed dragon Gani! γ
[Ghani is known as the god of scavengers, the god of abandonment, and the lord of thieves, and the vast majority of people living at the bottom of society regard it as their only spiritual sustenance. γ
[The most important thing is...... That guy is very vindictive, and once he gets entangled, it's hard to get rid of. γ
"Tsk! That old liar! β
There was a commotion outside the door, and it seemed that the thin-jawed dragon Loa had begun to exert his influence and was ready to avenge his followers.
Unable to care much about it now, Saljan kept his claw form and slammed the door open, bursting out of the door, surrounded by a dozen heavily armed Zandalar guards in front of the unremarkable hut.
"It's a druid! Put the net! Get him! β
Animals have sharper instincts than humans, and Sarjan sensed the threat before he even opened the door, and his muscles exploded as he landed.
Before the troll's net array could take shape, Sarian turned into a yellow-black streamer and crashed into a net-wielding troll, forcing a path out.
"He's gone, chase after him! What about the Pterodactyl Dragon Rider? β
One of the trolls beside the captain of the guard said with a bitter face, "Head, they have been misled by false news and are rushing back from Ataglol in the east, but ...... It looks like it can't catch up. β
"Damn!"
The captain of the guard in the golden helmet slammed his fist into the wall beside him in exasperation.
"It's a shame that the invaders infiltrated the holy city of Dasaro!"
"He must not be allowed to escape! Tell all the guards to cast a net! I'm going to sacrifice the head of the invaders to King Rastaha to atone for his sins! β
"Yes!"
Above the scene of the crime in the slum of Dasaro, a phantom that could not be seen by mortals crouched in the air, looking with interest in the direction of Sarean's escape.
"Run hard, little one, how can you grow into a towering tree without experiencing wind and rain."
"Bonsandy!"
A petite red thin-jawed dragon stood on the roof of a nearby house, jumping to its feet angrily.
"You're again!"
"Oh~oh~ Old friend Ghani, long time no see."
Bonsandy smiled and waved to the angry Ghani: "Don't be so one-sided, we live too long, if we don't have some fun for ourselves, sooner or later we will become that empty-brained fool of Lezan." β
"Bonsandy!!"
A thunderous roar echoed over the entire Zudasa region, and all the trolls stopped what they were doing and looked in horror at the top of Dasaro.
Bonsandy and Ghani shrunk their necks at the same time, and Ghani gloated and sneered: "The fool in your mouth is angry, Bonsandy, you ask for more blessings." β
"Cut~ a guy who doesn't know how to enjoy life."
Bonsandy still doesn't admit defeat, but he moves very carefully, and he sneaks away before the enraged Lezan arrives on the scene.
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Rushing out of the city of Dasaro, Salian specially found a place where bipedal erect creatures could not walk through the mountains and forests.
The Zandalar guards who followed him were gradually thrown away, but that didn't mean that Sarren was out of danger.
"Wow!"
A shrill chirp was heard in the air, and the Pterodactyl Dragon Knight, who had previously been missing, was rushing at full speed in the direction where the intruder had disappeared.
'Stealth! β
Breaking away from the gaze of the ground guards, Sarian took advantage of the complex jungle environment around him to cover up and enter a stealth state again.
Sarean: "By the way, can anyone tell me where this is?" β
The barrage quickly replied.
[Don't panic, we'll watch. γ
[You escaped from the outer city east of Dasaro, and you rushed all the way north, far away from the ruins of Hibara. γ
[With Zudasa's current state of high alert, it is definitely not possible to make a detour back to Hibara. γ
[I suggest that you simply continue north into the Nazmir Marshes by mistake, leaving the core of Zandalar first.] γ
[It just so happens that Bang Sandi's Hades is in Nazmir, and this time he offended Dazaro guarding Loa, led by the kings Loalezan, and he must not dare to wave around for a long time. γ
"Nazmir ......" Salian asked thoughtfully as he stalked through the jungle, "I remember you said that Nazmir is the territory of blood trolls and the most dangerous place in the entire Zandalar archipelago?" β
[That's true, but as long as you don't get close to the dark heart in the center that seals the artificial ancient god Gohorn, Nazmir is at least much safer than Zudasa for you now.] γ
After a little consideration, Salian made up his mind: "Then let's go, please help show the way." β
[Okay, leave it to us.] γ
[The cataclysm has not yet happened, the current island of Zandalar has not been torn apart by the flood, there are many roads leading from Zudasa to the swamp, and there is no need to take the dangerous single-plank bridge stupidly. γ
"Whew!"
A gust of wind suddenly blew past Sarren's ears, and the fluff of his whole body stood on end.
"Hey hey~ man, do you need help? As long as you give 5 years of life, Old Bang Sandy can take you to the Hades Palace, safe and secure. β
"No need!"
Having been cheated by Bonsandy, Sarean now couldn't believe this guy's, and rejected his peddling with a gloomy face.
"It's a pity...... Then you should be careful yourself, I will wait patiently for your arrival in the Hades, don't let me down. β
As the laughter faded away, Sarian almost couldn't control his emotions and broke away from sneaking, and the barrage began to swipe the screen quickly.
[Uh~ Although I know this guy in the game...... But that's too cheap! γ
[What should I do if I want to hit him?] γ
γ+1γ
γ+1580γ
[Wake up, you can't beat him, let's help Xiao Sa get out of danger first and then think about other issues. γ
[This is where you cross this river and you officially enter Nazmir.] γ
[Be vigilant, the blood trolls are not as organized and disciplined as Zandalara, the various tribes live in different parts of the swamp, but their blood witchcraft is very weird, don't capsize in this gutter.] (To be continued)