Anomaly Of Warcraft

Chapter 186 If it is forty years of jihad, why be afraid of 20,000 miles westward

Occasionally there will be unusually strong people among the trolls. Apart from the pair of big fangs, some abnormal guys can hardly find any physical characteristics similar to their compatriots. If it is in human society, the titles of monsters and deformed children will accompany them through a miserable life. But in the society of trolls, these mutations are tolerated and taken care of by their compatriots.

Quasimodo is such an upgraded troll.

Quasimodo, with a height of 280, a weight of 380, and a length of 480, can eat half a bear for a meal. Even during the time of the famine, the tribe did not abandon him, which gave the mutants a strong sense of belonging and identification with Amani and Zuaman. Even if you can’t find a suitable match, the love from your brothers still moisturizes Quasimodo’s lonely heart like a clear spring.

No one knows that this monster that can tear a tiger by hand is honing its spare time in fighting skills, and its hobby is planting flowers.

But today, now, on the battlefield of life and death, Quasimodo hates himself exceptionally.

I hate why I don’t spend my time to plant flowers in a daze, and even spend my time to eat and sleep on training.

This human being in front of you is the real monster!

Obviously it only reaches his chest, his arms are so thinner than his own, and he clearly looks white and tender, why is he so powerful, why he moves so fast, why is he not afraid of himself?

Slightly distracted, the human slashed Quasimodo’s shoulder with an axe.

Oops, the tight muscles still didn’t stop the sharp edge of the axe, and the left arm couldn’t use any strength, and it took at least a minute to recover.

Quasimodo sank his body violently, contracted the muscles of the injured area with all his strength, swept his right hand with a fist, and successfully pushed the human back.

Holding the handle of the axe, Quasimodo pulled out the sharp weapon on his shoulders, blood gushing out. After moving the numb wound, using the muscles to stop the bleeding, the powerful regenerative ability of the troll plays a role, and the wound can heal completely within two minutes at most.

This axe unexpectedly joined hands, Quasimodo showed a bloodthirsty look, lost his weapon, what are you going to do, fight me hand-to-hand?

The human actually laughed, rejected the other weapons his companion handed him, and squeezed his fists. Does he really want to fight me?

Quasimodo is angry, you are insulting me, human!

Regardless of the wound not being healed, Quasimodo rushed up like a grumpy clefthoof, and raised his axe five meters away from his enemy, so that he could smash it in the most comfortable position in the next step. Go down and smash that hateful little white face into meat sauce.

Profound meaning, 100% empty-handed! ! !

Quasimodo was surprised to find that his opponent had emerald-colored wings growing behind him, and then clasped his hands to catch his chopping.

This is impossible! Even with one hand, I can smash the stone with one punch, how can you catch my axe!

After blinking, Quasimodo noticed that the emerald-like wings turned into stars and dissipated, and then his hand was empty, and the opponent in front of him suddenly disappeared.

That’s right, hallucinations, everything just now was hallucinations, it must have been too much last night.

Although Quasimodo’s body staggered as the axe fell heavily, the upgraded troll’s heart was relieved.

Immediately afterwards, feeling the pain in his right ankle, Quasimodo lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

Damn, when did he walk around behind me?

When Quasimodo fell to the ground, he adjusted his posture and used his inertia to forcibly retract his axe and smash it out, organizing his opponent to pursue the follow-up while he fell to the ground.

It succeeded, and the human jumped away.

But because the left shoulder was on the ground, the wound that had just stopped bleeding cracked again, and blood was sprinkled on the ground again.

Forcibly supporting the ground with his feeble left hand, and using a chaotic chop as a cover, Quasimodo stood up reluctantly, but was also out of breath.

And his opponent stood ten meters away and looked at him with his arms folded, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

You are looking for a dead end!

The sudden rage triggered the power hidden in the blood, Quasimodo entered a state of blood rage, and the whole person felt a burst of relief, and the pain seemed to be far away from him.”Human, you have to pay the price!”

Quasimodo frantically wanted to vent his anger. He wanted to break the axe in his hand to vent his anger, but found that he was constantly breaking, even unable to bend.

“Tastingo.”

Hearing this human being actually uttered the troll language, Quasimodo was shocked, and then he thought about it with his little reason.

welcome?

What is welcome?

Do you dare to despise me!

go to hell!

Quasimodo held the axe in both hands, leaped high and slashed with his hands.

However, his enemy was not deterred by his great power, but pulled out the hunting knife from his thigh.

I cut it out, and in terms of feeling, I should have been opened a big hole from the armpit to the waist.

But whatever it is, it doesn’t hurt anyway, on the contrary it’s a bit refreshing.

After Quasimodo landed, he punched again with his backhand, pushing back the enemy again, and then stepped forward, vowing to cut the enemy in two.

How can it be? How can such a big man be so flexible?

Seeing that human short body flashed his sweeping trajectory, and then lowered his head, there was already an extra knife on his chest.

Stupid, how could such a short knife hurt me, I am Quasimodo with three hearts!

It’s a pity that the upgraded troll didn’t have time to sneer. The two human hands already held the handle of the knife on his chest and pulled it horizontally.

With a pop, Quasimodo still feels painful even if the effect of blood frenzy shields the pain.

Immediately afterwards, from the right shoulder to the right hip, the blade hit Quasimodo’s ribs and opened a wound again with a crisp sound.

Quasimodo has since become a troll with a cross scar on his chest.

You are looking for death!

At this distance, you can’t miss it!

Quasimodo showed a bloodthirsty grin. Regardless of the blood spewing from the wound muscles, he just wanted to cut the annoying little guy in front of him in half, eat half of it tonight, and half of it tomorrow morning.

But how is it possible?

He actually caught his wrist with one hand?

He actually grabbed the axe handle and pulled his fingers apart?

Quasimodo exerted his left hand, made a left uppercut, and said that the person who provokes me is in danger, but he felt like he was hitting the iron plate.

“Hello and goodbye.”

Although the fury of blood gave the monster in front of him the endurance of fearless pain and the ability to act in ignorance of injury, the wound was a wound, and his own perception could be deceived, but the physical laws of this world could not be deceived.

Carlos clearly felt that the strength of this monster was decreasing, and its madness was just overdrawing its physical strength.

When it felt like it was almost over, Carlos stopped playing and decided to use a warrior-like method of death to give this enemy a dignified method of death that allows him to feel the thrill of life and death.

With a kick on the upgraded troll’s calf, the troll’s knee slammed heavily on the ground with huge kinetic energy, and the meniscus should be broken.

Throwing the Arcanite axe into the sky, Carlos, with a strange cry of “Ah, da da da da da da da da da da” in a matter of seconds, blasted out dozens of heavy punches containing the power of holy light, thoroughly Paralyzed the joints and muscles of the troll.

Taking a deep breath, leaping high, stepping on the shoulders of the troll, Carlos caught the Arcanite axe, once again unfolded the Wings of Holy Light to change the direction of force, and slashed out a powerful one strike.

It turned out that being beheaded, the blood can really soar so high.

In his spare time, Carlos unexpectedly remembered the controversy about “Dou E’s Injustice”.

“Gou Tajin, what do you call the strong champion of Amani, is this kind of brash man with no brute force? Although I have never played against each other, my instinct tells me that you can fight two of this kind of stuff. ”

Carlos complained dissatisfied. Time is pressing, and the five-day return date is imminent, and Carlos is no longer allowed to continue his hunting journey. Although the enemy in front of you is not a mediocre weapon, in a one-on-one single challenge, the weakness of insufficient agility is fatal. What’s more, in terms of strength, this upgraded troll only has an advantage. Not to be crushed.

“Boss, Quasimodo is the strongest troll, not to mention this is just an accident. Originally his sister Esmeralda should have been a good opponent, but I don’t know why, Zuaman Wukui Esmeralda I’m not here, I can’t blame it.”

Not knowing where he learned it from, Gottajin began to call Carlos his boss, and learned the skill of losing pot without a teacher.

“He, Quasimodo, sister, Esmeralda, Zuaman Wukui? Does Zujin also have a nickname called King Wu?”

Carlos felt his face twitching.

“Boss, I didn’t understand what you said later.”

Gou Tajin truthfully reacted to his confusion.

“Forget it, this big troll’s head is enough as a gift to Turalyon. Gottajin, you go and do the embalming treatment.”

Carlos decided not to entangle this.

“You are looking for the right person, boss, your human craftsmanship is too bad, we trolls are professional.”

Gottajin walked over and picked up Quasimodo’s head.

“Ymir, is the battlefield cleaning over?”

Carlos stretched his waist, feeling refreshed after exercise.

“Young Master, 426 records of the first level, none of our troops died.”

In informal occasions, Ymir has always called Carlos the eldest, repeatedly emphasizing the status of his retainer.

“Ha, Gottajin and the others poisoned the water source one day in advance. This can still kill people. In the future, don’t say you are the elite of Alterac, don’t say you are my soldiers under Carlos Barov, master, I Can’t afford to lose this person!”

Carlos didn’t mind Ymir’s performance, nor did he mind the private opinion of the generals.

Before reading novels, Carlos felt very uncomfortable with the loyalty of the noble lords, and felt that the noble lords were stupid. When he became king, Carlos realized that he was destined to be a fool. Because Carlos found that in the event, the one he trusted the most was not Henry Shet, or the Royal National Knights, the generals of Alterac, or the cavalry general, Ymir, who pulled up with one hand.

For Ymir, whose ability is above the level, Carlos doesn’t mind giving him some special treatment.

“What the young master said is, but this is still a huge victory.”

Ymir did not let go of all opportunities for flattering.

“Hahahaha, let’s go, if you delay, it won’t be good for the trolls to come to support the army. The wind is tight, shit.”

Carlos waved his hand and the assault troops quickly retreated.

Although in front of the people, Carlos didn’t care about killing Quasimodo, but after meeting Alleria, Carlos was a mocking thing, and he screamed in front of the ranger lord.

I want you to grab people’s heads at the beginning, I want you to play well, I want you to show off, hahaha, just ask you to accept it!

Although the heads on both sides are tearing up, their subordinates still perform their duties and strictly maintain the alert circle.

Because the five-day tour of Yongge Forest is about to end, and the tour group goes too deep into the troll activity area.Under the leadership of Carlos and Alleria, this group of coalition elites will attack the troll and orc camps at least twice a night.

On a whim, Carlos took out those skills that he had learned in his life and showed his men live what Alterac did not believe in tears.

As the participants, these soldiers and officers experienced the night raid characteristic of Carlos and the silent killing technique characteristic of the elves, and they were also very cool in their vests when they were excited.

A major feature of intelligent creatures is that they can simulate and simulate.

If I were those trolls and orcs, would I be able to escape?

The more I think about it, the more I get scared, so I don’t need to be reminded, no one is lazy when guarding and guarding at night.

Because I am afraid, because I dare not.

When the last squad returned to the assembly area, Carlos pointed at the scoundrels of the Garrison Expendables, and it was a curse.

But when Garrison handed a burden to Carlos, Carlos couldn’t scold it anymore.

“I heard he has a fiancee?”

“Well, I’m not married, but my daughter is five years old.”

“I said, he seems to be only twenty-four, right?”

Ymir digressed and dispelled the faint grief, Carlos stunned, only to realize that this was Azeroth.

“go on.”

“His father-in-law looked down on him. The two of them eloped. He promised his fiancee that he would give her the name of countess.”

Ymir sighed and silently paid tribute to his brave colleagues.

“The count leads me to not give him, but the countess’s name, I will satisfy his wish. Go with peace of mind, and your wife will raise it.”

The daring guys of the Garrison Expendables didn’t know where they were, and stole back Aslan Qi’an’s weapon, broken into five pieces of Bonigoto Phantom Dancer.

Sad to sorrow, business still has to be done. Count the results. When the 517-person sightseeing tour killing group returned, there were still 406 people left. However, there were 934 results.

One hundred and twenty hours, this Vengeful Army spent less than twenty hours eating and sleeping, and the rest of the time was all spent on finding enemies, attacking and killing, intercepting scouts, and destroying non-respect workers.

Carlos made it clear that the Turalyon pigeons were to be released. How could the time spent on the road be counted in the vacation. What’s more, more than four hundred trolls, such a big piece of fat, are sorry for not eating.

After laughing and cursing, on the way back to Maple Creek Valley, Carlos found an opportunity to talk with Alleria alone.

“Feel better?”

“Absolutely not.”

“reason.”

“Tyron. Gorefiend. Don’t frustrate him, this hate will never end.”

Seeing through the illusion of Alleria’s strength, Carlos felt that he was wrong.

“I will help you.”

“Thank you, I will repay you.”

“Ha ha.”

Carlos originally wanted to jokingly ask for a promise?

But in the end, only two mantras like golden words remain.