"Welcome, I didn't expect you to come in person."

At the field airport behind the battlefield, Xiang Ningxuan came to pick him up, and the one who greeted him was Zulkin, the leader of the Amani troll.

When he returned from India, Zulkin sent the God of Dragon Eagle Galea to the Republic, but the arrogant Dragon Eagle on the way was inconsistent with Xiang Ningxuan and was driven back.

Anyway, the Amani Trolls are in Bagan, and as long as they don’t come to provoke the Republic, Xiang Ningxuan is too lazy to pay attention to them. He didn’t expect that Zulkin would come here in person.

Accompanying Zulkin was the high priest of the dead wood troll. The dead wood troll has changed to worship the dragon totem. In addition to the original tribe members, the trolls later incorporated by the Dragon Xiang Army and some other primitive worship tribes were also incorporated into the command of the dead wood troll. Marri is a full-time brainwashing person.

Through Marri, Xiang Ningxuan already knew why Zulkin came in person. The reason was that he received an invitation letter to Rastaha's great battle.

King Rastaha of Zandala invites trolls from all over the world to the arena to show their skills, and the winner can receive considerable rewards.

The problem is that Zulkinli is determined to rebuild the Amani Empire. Amani and Gula Bash were the two troll empires that divided ancient Azeroth. At that time, Zandala was only a tribe responsible for preserving knowledge and studying spells, and was equivalent to a library administrator.

Now Gula Bash is already divided, and Amani's strength is not as good as before. Zandala claims to be the leader of the troll.

The veteran troll hero Zulkin was actually invited to compete with a group of young juniors, and he also had to accept the praise of the arrogant King Rastaha. Where can I put this face? Special meow, the tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog!

Xiang Ningxuan was at least an equal friend, and the other Amani Trolls were not reliable, so Zulkin simply came here by himself. He first went to Yunnan Province to meet Lin Boyun, verbally reached a peace agreement, and opened a trading port on the border, and then took a plane to the headquarters of the Longxiang Army.

Since Xiang Ningxuan was leading his troops outside, Zulkin was entertained by Marri and visited the new home of the now dead wood troll.

The current situation of the dead wood troll stunned Zulkin. The neat and clean housing and nutritious food did not impress him. What shocked Zulkin the most was the training of the teen trolls.

The dead wood troll was the first alien to tie up the Longxiang Army chariot. The treatment of the full-time soldiers was the same as that of the Longxiang Army, except for military merits, and the shares of the Taichu Group were not exchanged for. The income of the adult trolls was enough to support the entire tribe. Then, the young trolls did not have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and could devote themselves to training.

Trolls are born warriors, with a much better foundation than humans. As long as they have scientific and reasonable training and sufficient nutritional intake, their strength will improve rapidly. Over the past year, 30% of the troll teenagers trained have advanced to excellent heroes, and have been in shamans, mages, priests and other mage professions.

What is this concept? With one-fifth of Amani's population, teenagers with advanced professions are comparable to Amani.

The most outstanding troll young men can already fight back and forth with the elite veterans brought by Zulkin. Of course, it is only limited to competitions. If life and death are really divided, these well-trained rookies will not have enough lives.

However, as long as these young people go to the battlefield to experience it, many strong people will surely emerge.

In contrast, Zulkin was envious. He had made up his mind to cooperate with humans, to be precise, the Republic. Of course, if he did not join the clan like the dead wood troll, Zulkin would not give up his power. Amani would become a mercenary who could use money to serve the Republic.

When she met Zandala's people in Liangzhou, Xiang Ningxuan called Zulkin over.

Squatting in front of the body of the Zandala warrior, Zulkin sneered and said, "I didn't expect that Zandala, who has always claimed to be the inheritor of the troll civilization, would actually surrender to the evil god if she didn't serve the gods of Loa well."

Xiang Ningxuan said: "I'm afraid the prophet Zuer made his own decision."

"Haha, that's even more interesting." Zurkin said, taking out the invitation letter, "Zandala is centrifuged, Rastaha is still intent on playing a big fight. Don't he know that his kingdom is falling apart?"

"Now, I'm interested in seeing what a fool this king of Zandala is."

Xiang Ningxuan spread his hands and said, "It's better to go and meet the prophet of Zandala first."

Liangzhou Blood Temple is a building complex hidden deep in the Gobi Desert. I didn’t know which gods to worship, but now it has been joined by the Blood God Cult. The surface buildings are just the tip of the iceberg, and the huge underground palace is the essence, with magic circles inside and outside.

Xiang Ningxuan led his men to raid here. It was not difficult to occupy the surface, but the difficulty was how to break through the complex underground palace.

When Xiang Ningxuan brought Zulkin to the scene, he was seeing the Blue Army's Man Army's strength demonstration of how to fight gophers.

The underground palace of Emperor Qin Shi’s imperial tomb was magnificent. If you want to crack it with external force, you will not be able to cut Mount Li. The temple of the Blood God Sect is not so domineering, it is built under the open Gobi Desert.

Therefore, a group of Lanxiang graduates and dozens of ground-based bombs blessed with special effects of the Demon-Destroying Magic and Magic made the Blood Ancestor who was guarding the underground palace panic. Because at this level of destruction, the peripheral magic array could be destroyed in ten days and half a month and dig through the ground.

"Zur, the prophet of Zandalah. Why don't you go to serve the gods of Loa, why do you come here?" Zurkin sneered, "I know you can hear it, don't hide like a mouse."

The magic power surged, and an illusion image was projected onto the ground. Zul, wearing a golden crown and two large teeth, appeared.

Zul sarcastically said: "Zulkin, when did you become a human lackey."

Zulkin spread his hands and said, "We are in an equal cooperative relationship. Besides, it seems that humans are much more reliable than your gods, at least they don't have to hide in the dark underground palace."

"Bastard, you have not seen the true power of Gorhorn. And behind me, there is not only the Blood God! Both Azeroth and here will be destroyed. And your only way out is to join us."

Zul's words revealed two meanings: first, he also had connections with ancient gods such as Enzos, Cthun; secondly, this guy has become obsessed with it and cannot communicate normally.

Even Zulkin couldn't listen to this and said, "Are you afraid that I'll tell Rastaha?"

Zul sneered: "Rastaha is not worthy of ruling Zandala! He is a fool. Do you think he believes in you more or me?"

Xiang Ningxuan nodded secretly. Through Zul's words, at least the approximate timeline can be confirmed. Zul has not rebelled yet, but it is too soon.

"You are the human who repeatedly destroys the Blood God's plan?" Zuer suddenly turned to Xiang Ningxuan and said, "The prophecy tells me that you are going to be in trouble. Hahaha!"

As Zuer said, strands of blood mist suddenly emerged from the ground, and the corrosive and poisonous breath penetrated.

"No, retreat quickly!" Xiang Ningxuan greeted, and the immortal sword clanged out of the sheath, the silver-white sword light locked on the ground, and the sluggish blood mist spread.

"10,9,8,...1,0." After counting down, Xiang Ningxuan, regardless of whether there were any people who had not withdrawn, the jet backpack behind the individual armor was opened with all his might and suddenly flew into the air.

The blood mist that had lost its suppression was as thick as blood. The entire temple area turned into a pool of resentful blood. In the black and red blood color, countless faces were wailing and screaming. A blood-colored energy broke through the constraints of the time and space summoning and threw itself to the plane where Gorhorn was.

"The Blood God Cult actually sacrificed all the remaining scholars!" Xiang Ningxuan finally understood what was going on.

After the decisive defeat, the main soldiers of the Blood God Cult had already suffered all casualties, and Zuer and Xuezu knew that the Blood God Temple in Liangzhou could not be defended.

The Blood God recruits believers not to spread the doctrine, but to gain blood and strength. Since the Liangzhou Blood God Cult has lost the opportunity to continue to grow and will even be completely destroyed, it is necessary to cut off the flesh and stop the loss in time and invest in the same way.

The elderly, weak, sick and disabled people involved were the meat they wanted to cut off. They were sacrificed one after another and turned into blood mist and stored energy.

The Blood Ancestor hated Xiang Ningxuan, who had repeatedly destroyed the plan, and thought that the Republican army would enter the underground palace. Unexpectedly, it was using external forces to crack it, so he could only rush to detonate the divine power of the sacrifice.

In the distance cave, Zul and the Blood God teleported out with a few confidants.

"Let's go back to Zandala! We have very important things to do."

The Blood Ancestor is older than Zul, but now he has lost all his power and can only become a follower of Zul. He bowed and said, "That Xiang Ningxuan and Zulkin are getting involved. Didn't Rastaha have a fight recently? I'm afraid they will have a bad thing."

Zul was interested and said, "Oh, what's your idea?"

Blood Ancestor's body was surging blood mist, and he said in a sequel: "Xiang Ningxuan is very powerful and has a large army on his side, so it is definitely not possible to fight head-on. But I heard that he had lured the inner demon into his body. If he could defeat his mental defense from the side, he would also be useless."

Zul smiled and said, "Very good. I will have someone to cooperate with you if you need any assistance."
Chapter completed!