Saratas whispered: "I smelled the stench of "meat!"

Tonatiu: "???"

While he was not sure, in the alley where fighting sounds came, several Zandala trolls were protecting a petite figure in the dark, constantly exiting from the alley.

There were more than a dozen trolls wearing black and red leather armor, slender and flexible bodies, holding sharp blades, and smooth and blood-red skin, chasing them.

The Zandala trolls who were hunted seemed to be guards and their equipment. These Zandala trolls were strong in body and had good combat power.

The attackers were even more cruel, almost sacrificing their lives to attack the Zandala trolls. The attack method was light for injuries to be exchanged, and most of them even used the attack method of exchanged life to be exchanged for injuries.

Under such a cruel attack, even the Zandala trolls who were stronger than others were still killed and retreated step by step.

Zakaze screamed, "Rastali Executors! The blood trolls and the crimsons attacked them!"

As if worried that Tonatiu didn't know what the Blood Troll and the Crimson Cult is, Zakaze quickly said:

"The Blood Troll is an ancient troll subspecies, who live in the Nazmir swamp of Zandara, and the trolls call them "troll monsters."

"They worship the blood god Gohon. They even retain the cruel and primitive troll culture because their gods do not require technology."

"The blood trolls use blood magic. This magic will corrode surrounding creatures and transform them into blood beasts. They have better control over blood magic than any other race!"

Sara also whispered beside him: "Are those blood trolls? I have only heard of them, and those scarlet believers heard that they are the names of believers who believe in the Blood God within you trolls."

"That's right!"

Zakaze said: "The Blood Troll is the most evil troll! The Crimson Cultivators are the fallen trolls after other trolls believed in the gods of the Blood Troll! They are the biggest unstable elements in Zandala!"

Tonatiu could clearly hear the disgust in Zachaz's voice, and obviously he hated those blood trolls.

He glanced at Zachazawa, vaguely remembering that in the plot of the game, Zachazawa was working with the blood troll in the future?

But now is not the time to care about these things. The frost trolls who are closer to the fighting blood trolls and Zandala trolls, obviously have figured out what is going on.

Moreover, the Rastali executors also called for help to the desert trolls and the frost trolls.

"Brothers over there! Please help us! These evil dirty corpse dealers, they want to kidnap our princess!"

"Please help!"

The Frost King Marak immediately roared, "Dirty guys! Get out of Zandala! Brother Zandala, I'll help you!"

Under the leadership of Marak, the Frost Trolls entered the battle group and helped the Zandala Trolls fight against the Blood Trolls that attacked them.

"Your Majesty, maybe we should help too." Zachazer's voice was anxious, "The Rastali executor is the royal escort of His Majesty Rastaha's most trusted royal escort. The Zandala trolls protected by these royal escorts must have a high status in Dasaro."

"I heard it."

Tonatiu nodded. "They just said they were protecting a princess. How many princesses are there in Zandala?"

"His Majesty Rastaha has only one daughter," said Zakaze. "Maybe it was her, the young Princess Taranji! But she should stay in Zanshul now, why would she come here?"

Taranji?

Tonatiu remembered the brave, smart leader in the game, who ended up killing his father and almost destroyed his country, and finally joined the tribe.

Saratas whispered: "It's not that simple. Troll, I smell the "meat cubes".

"Met cubes?"

"Those outsiders' lackeys. They try to replicate our power! Put some of our meat together to create a monster!"

"Oh? You're talking about Gohon."

"That's right. It's this name."

Saratas whispered: "When my body has not been torn apart, one of my claws can destroy it! Hey~ Blood God! It's just a bloody piece of meat!"

Well, Tonatiu agrees with her opinion.

Although Gohon was a god who created the ancient god, its power and level, not to mention the real ancient gods, even the guardians of the Titans did not accept it.

The seals of the real ancient gods are three layers inside and three layers outside. I never thought that they could be opened, as tight as they could be.

Although there are always various loopholes in the end...

Kogohorn's Seal...

The Titan Guardians even left the keys themselves, because they were still thinking about studying it, trying to find a way from Gohon to kill the ancient god without harming Azeroth.

In other words, the legendary "Loa in Loa", the blood god Gohorn, was actually created by the Titan Guardians, a relatively dangerous experimental mouse.

Both the stature and strength are very low, no wonder Saratas looks down on it.

When Tonatiu and Saratas were talking, the battle between the believers of Gohorn and the Zandala trolls came to an end.

The blood trolls have strong combat power, and it seems that they are ready, and there are also the help of a group of two-five-child scarlet believers.

These attackers caught the Rastali executors of Zandala off guard in the early stage, killed many Zandala trolls, and even almost succeeded to catch their target person.

But with the intervention of the Frost Trolls, coupled with the addition of Zandala's abdomen, Zandala Trolls continued to join the battle group, and a large number of guards came from around.

The attack of the blood trolls is about to fail.

They were killed by the Frost Troll and the Rastali Executor, only seven or eight were left. You should know that there were dozens of them in the initial number plus the Scarlet Cult.

Many blood trolls and crimson believers died, and there were also many other trolls who died under the hands of these blood trolls.

The attack was in.

Tonatiu observed that there were dozens of corpses lying on the ground.

The blood of the trolls dyed the nearby streets red.

"Kill these dirty corpse dealers! Let Bonsandy take them away!" Marak roared and rushed forward, acting very brave, as if he was not the Frost King, but the Zandala Troll.

Looking at the small figure that was protected by two Rastali executors and had been watching Marac, Tonatiu felt thoughtful.

This Frost King is really not simple.

No wonder he could have led Zudak so well in the original plot.

Tonatiu sighed at this political show and his ability to take advantage of the situation.

"Hey!"

But Saratas whispered: "That white-skinned troll is going to die. I can smell that he has been targeted by the "meat chunks"!"

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