Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

After Mandokiel died, the elven rangers crossed the pass one after another, and went straight to the retreating troll team.

Taranas stood on the spot, looking at Mandokiel’s body, shook his head, put away the to increase the arrow, turned to look at Alleria: "You stay here, rearrange your position, and defend the pass. , And then let other people chase to the big river in the south."

"Yes!"

In a place where they can’t see, Bonsandi played with Mandoki’s white soul, and then looked to the south: “It looks like this war is over. Haka, an idiot, really thinks he can be in this place The mainland is calling for wind and rain? Tsk, but the elf can actually feel me. This is a big problem. In order to prevent the plan from being destroyed, old Bangsandy scored some energy to stare at this guy..."

The elven rangers who were scattered soon began to kill the trolls in the jungle. Some of the red-eyed elves crossed the river one after another regardless of Taranas's orders, but were strongly counterattacked by the Darkspear trolls. After dropping dozens of corpses, they retreated to the other side of the river in embarrassment.

"Priest Sen'jin, didn't you go back to the camp?" A shadow hunter who relayed to Hakkar asked the troll in front of him breathlessly.

"The gods gave me enlightenment," Senjin, who was holding a wand, was tossing over the elven corpse under his feet. "So I stayed here with some dark spear trolls. Didn't you still suppress these long ears before I left? How did this happen in just a few hours?"

"I don't know, High Priest, Hakkar's power suddenly faded. Those long ears took the opportunity to launch a counterattack and directly smashed our defense line. Lord Mandoki led his guard to break, but it depends on the current situation. ..." The shadow hunter shook his head, "High Priest, what shall we do next?"

"We?" Senjin smiled and waved his hand. The loyal Darkspear trolls immediately stepped forward, lifted the elves' corpses and left quickly? And Senjin glanced at the troll who asked him? "Since you guys After transferring Hakkar, we are no longer of the same tribe? Los? Now you can go wherever you want."

After Senjin finished speaking, despite the bitter pleading of these trolls, he turned and disappeared into the jungle.

"Loss? What do we do now?"

A trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the troll shadow hunter who had just asked about it, but it disappeared immediately? He looked around? A dozen shadow hunters who had transferred to Hakkar were scattered around, demoralized and listless.

"Let's go, go to Zul'Gurub!" Ross squinted and looked east? "Jindo is dead? Mandokiel was also killed by those long ears. Now there must be a chaos there. The dragons have no leader, it is us. A good time to establish my own tribe! As for Dark Spear, I don't want to go back again!"

Darkspear trolls, look at me? I looked at you and stood up one by one.

"What if those long ears also get into Zul'Gurub?"

"No? Their troops don't support it, and the voodoo fog is enough for their headaches. Come on, everyone? Soon a new troll tribe will appear in this jungle!"

In fact, Loth is right. Aristophanes and the other elves are watching the voodoo mist that pervades the fortress? The power of the red Haka has gradually disappeared? The dark green poisonous mist is becoming more concentrated? Above the jungle.

"Have you found out the recipe for these things?"

Taranas shook his head: "We found the cauldron where the trolls cook voodoo, but there is nothing left in it. Sylvanas is leading people to search for the troll’s camp, but I I think I should not find any useful information."

"I see. I'll go and ask Jarlo later to see if she has any thoughts."

The elves present, look at me and I will look at you. Li Leisa stepped forward: "Aristophanes, what are you going to do with that troll priest?"

"Handle? Why do you want to deal with her?"

"That's a troll, Aristophane, our mortal enemy!"

Looking at Li Leisa with a serious face, the wizard mage smiled: "After this battle, do you really think these trolls are our mortal enemies? Counting the last counterattack against the Zuaman troll, and my The work of Farstrider Fortress, there are probably tens of thousands of trolls that have died directly or indirectly in my hands."

Li Leisa hesitated to speak but stopped.

"And next I have a big plan that needs Jairro's help, and if it can succeed, these southern trolls will no longer be our constraints, but will become a boost for our development."

"Well, you just have to know it yourself."

The elven mage quickly found the troll priest. Jarlo suppressed the panic in his heart and walked to his side tremblingly. The Black Panther Bethek also suddenly rushed out and shouted at Aristophanes.

"What's wrong, Jarro?"

The priestess shook her head: "Bethek said he felt the breath of death."

"The breath of death?" Aristophanes suddenly woke up to what Bethek was referring to. "Well, I'll talk about this later. Now I ask you to have two questions. First, you know these voodoo How can the fog be lifted?"

Yallo shook his head: "I can only tell you these voodoo recipes, but expelling them, sorry, this is beyond my ability. Those sorcerers have added voodoo to the ingredients that contain ha The blood of the card’s supernatural power, I think you understand the difficulty of expelling it from this alone."

"Then the second question, Jallo, you ask Bethek to see if he wants to expand his beliefs?"

The black panther phantom's eyes lit up and roared again.

"Bessek said it would," Jalro nodded, "but what are you going to do?"

"Bethek is willing to do it, then you can follow my arrangements." Aristophane smiled, "At the same time, I also hope to end the long-term hatred between the elves and the trolls, although the process must be very difficult. , But I think it’s worth it.”

Jarlo showed respect after listening: "I will definitely help you."

A few days later, Jalro saw a large number of captured trolls in the fortress. Most of them were trolls’ wives and children. Only a small number of mature male trolls with physical disabilities looked at them. Although some troll children were caught by them The respective mothers hugged them behind, but still stared at her curiously.

"this is..."

"This is the Lord Lord handed over to you and Besik's believers. He needs you to select suitable people from them and then become Besik's believers. As for those children, Lord Lord will arrange them to enter the school in the farm to study. ."

Yar Luo was stunned: "Learning? What do you learn?"

"All kinds of knowledge ~www.ltnovel.com~ The ranger who brought her here was expressionless, "And we migrated these trolls to the north of the jungle, I hope you can control them, otherwise..."

Jallo understood Aristophane's thoughts vaguely at this time, but at the same time her ambition was also burning, Bethek appeared directly beside her, and the trolls knelt down immediately after seeing the panther. There are words in the mouth.

"Get up, my compatriots, I am Jalro, the high priest of Besik. I believe many of you have seen me before..."

"Priest, are we going to die?" a troll boy suddenly broke free from his mother's hand and asked loudly. His immature voice instantly quieted the noisy venue.

Seeing the child’s pure gaze, Jallo suddenly understood Aristophan’s thoughts. She knelt down and said firmly, "No, no, I swear in the name of the **** Besek, Protect you!"

Standing on a high place in the fortress, Aristophanes gradually raised his gaze, and finally looked to the southeast. He knew that the seeds he had sown had taken root, and the rest was up to them.