Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 578 Gathering at the Altar (34)

What Jiang Jie saw was not a person, but a bat, a big bat with a wingspan of nearly ten meters!
In fact, to some extent, these priests who believe in the ancient loa gods are a very mixed profession. They not only master the healing spells and spiritual spells of the priests, but also the transformation skills of the shamans and the druids. animal form.

The difference from druids is that these priests obtained the ability to transform into corresponding animals from the loa gods through sacrifices. Once there is no sacrifice, they will lose this ability, and troll priests do not have the Emerald Dream at all The concept, there is no way to enter the Emerald Dream——

The ancient loa gods did not endow them with this ability.

Those guys, very realistic!
The high-ranking priest in front of him, Jekric, is actually a bat druid to a certain extent, um, another form of raptor druid.

"Sirik, grant me the power to revenge!"

With a roar, the big bat raised its hand to "silence", and then flew towards Jiang Jie.

At the same time, there were groups of little bats flying over!
On the ceiling of this temple, there are countless bats hanging upside down, and it is dark.

As soon as they heard Ye Keli's call, they all flew out and besieged Jiang Jie.

"Nanyue sword, ever-changing and illusory, Hengshan cloud and mist three thousand swords!"

Jiang Jie sneered, recovered from the white tiger form, held the divine sword in his hand, and swung it suddenly, turning into thousands of sword lights.

For a moment, bats fell to the ground one by one in the sword light all over the sky, and bats piled up all over the ground in a blink of an eye, covering several patches in blackness.

"it's your turn!"

Jiang Jie sneered, jumped up suddenly, and came in front of Ye Kelik, resisting the "mind scream" and "mental whip", and cut off the head of the big bat with a sword!

"Xiyue sword, the sword splits Huashan!"

The sword light flashed, Jiang Jie's toe tapped on a bat, and the next moment he had reached the highest point of the temple.

"Sirik, don't forget your promise! Bat form, I want it!"

Jiang Jie glanced across, and quickly found the location of the second temple, transformed himself into a white tiger again, and rushed over there.

After another 5 minutes, in the temple of Shadra, the spider god, a five-meter-high spider died tragically, surrounded by circles of poisonous spiders as large as millstones. Not one remained, but all died.

"Shadra, don't forget your promise! Spider form, I want it!"

Jiang Jie sneered and ran towards the north.

Four minutes later, he came to the temple of Hexis and saw dead snakes all over the ground. The white orangutan was sitting among the snakes, throwing a big stick on the ground, grabbing a dead snake with one hand, and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Sulkalu, we should go! What are these dead snakes delicious? Another day I will treat you to a full feast of human spirits, the treasures of human and high elf dishes, and eat your fill! Hexis, don't forget your promise ! Viper form, I want it!"

Jiang Jie didn't stop, and ran towards the blood god altar in the center.

"wait for me!"

When the orangutan heard that there was something delicious, he spit out several mouthfuls, spit out the rotten snake meat in his mouth, and then spat several times at the dead snake on the ground with a look of disgust.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up his big stick and chased after him.

"It's over! Haka can no longer restrain me, I'm free! Bethek, Yarlo begs for your forgiveness..."

The high-ranking priest Yaerluo fell into a pool of blood, looking at the fire leopard in front of him, his eyes were full of pleas: "Besek, the god of black panthers, please don't abandon me, I am willing to be with you..."

"Your soul is mine, and all the souls of the dead are mine, poor child."

A voice appeared in Yallo's head, and then a vision, a vision of an ancient troll god.

Bwonsamdi, the god of death and souls, he got involved in this matter, and he had a plan in the first place!
The souls of all the trolls belonged to him, and Haka tried to snatch his souls, so he would not be happy.

He is willing to start a war, because only war can cause more deaths and allow him to get more souls.

Only by getting more souls will he become stronger and stronger.

It is precisely because of the war after battle that he, the loa god sublimated by the death of the troll, is so powerful that he surpasses almost all the loa gods.

As Bwonsamdi's voice sounded, the surrounding souls began to sublimate, leaving their bodies and drifting towards Bwonsamdi.

"Besek, your sister Kiernara will become my new spokesperson in the mortal world. This is a reward for your loyalty. I'm sorry, but your soul does not belong to me..."

Fire Leopard opened his mouth, then turned his head to look south, which was the direction of the Blood God Altar: "Everything... should be over! The trolls are the shepherds of the loa gods, and Zul'Gurub is our pasture, and no one is allowed to exist. Put your finger on!"

"Sekal, it's all over!"

Vol'jin drew his warblade from a fierce tiger, and two lines of tears rolled down: "Yenniku, my father avenged you..."

"Hakkar can no longer bind me! I can finally rest in peace!" The soul of the high-ranking priest Sekar floated up, gradually dissipated, and returned to Bwonsamdi: "Vol'jin, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that, ha Ka controlled me..."

"Haka is the culprit!"

Vol'jin stood up and looked to the south: "The Altar of the Blood God must be destroyed! Hakar's faith, it's time to end!"

In the northwest corner of Zul'Gurub, on the Devil's Stand, the sorcerer Jindu slowly fell to the ground and turned into a coconut.

Zangil, who was not far away, had already died and turned into another coconut.

"Trolls are coconuts with thoughts; coconuts also have souls." Zanza the Faceless sighed, unexpectedly Jindu and Zanzil escaped.

Jin Du's dark magic has even been hidden from him. What is this guy trying to do?
"Forget it, as long as all the Atalai trolls are eliminated, Jin'du can't do anything." Zanza looked up and looked to the southeast: "Winkasa, let's go to the Blood God Altar! Hakar's belief should end, The tragedy of the Gurubashi Empire cannot be repeated!"

On the Blood God Altar, a ten-meter-tall, multicolored giant wind snake let out a shrill scream.

He lost five high-ranking priests, lost the sorcerers Jindu and Zanzil, he couldn't directly manipulate other trolls, he couldn't summon those trolls who had flocked to the city gate to protect himself, the only thing he could do now All you have to do is summon the remaining minions and face those nasty invaders!
"Blood of Iron, King of Thousand Blades, King of Thunder and Lightning, Weaver of Dreams! Mandokir! Come to the altar immediately, your master is calling you!"

"The master is calling!"

The edge of madness is a place where countless crazy souls exist. The three most powerful crazy trolls heard Hakar's call, and dozens of crazy souls headed towards the altar of the blood god under their leadership.

In another temple, Blood Lord Mandokir, a follower of the "God of Velociraptor" Dubrakin, also heard Hakar's call.

(End of this chapter)