Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 109 19. Immortal Uh, Loa Guides the Way!

Hearing Garona's words, Laike's complexion changed, and he immediately quickened his pace, rushing into the bloody blood troll village in front of him.

This ghost place really has "local characteristics".

The area is not large, and all the buildings are very low, so they are tied up side by side with messy tree trunks as the outer wall of the village.

The top is sharply cut, like a forest of guns facing outward.

If it's just that, it's fine.

But these blood trolls obviously don't pay much attention to "quality of life". They just hang those half-dried corpses on the outer wall.

Some were skinned, and some had their heads and limbs chopped off.

Just hang there with a rope to show your "strength".

The problem is, even the orcs of the old tribe no longer use this barbaric custom, but these blood trolls seem to be used to it.

As soon as he entered the village, there was a stench of corpses, which made Laike's complexion change again.

He overestimated his ability to bear.

Obviously experiencing it in the game and seeing it in the real world are two different things.

This is too disgusting right now.

At the center of the village is a pool of "water".

It is round, surrounded by unidentified wooden totems, decorated with skulls, and the trees outside the pool are covered with tree houses, and there are bone decorations around each tree house.

Some of the bones hadn't even been washed, and were hanging there with bloody bones.

nausea!

Disgusting is not enough to describe these things.

"Don't touch anything!"

Bu Laike shouted to the orcs behind him:

"Blood trolls use witchcraft and blood plague. In this place, if you get infected with those things, you will die."

"What are those?"

Xieyan, who followed Bu Laike, was holding his magic amulet in his hand, ready to activate the magic on the amulet at any time.

He's a warlock, a spellcaster.

There is also the curiosity of the caster.

Having stayed in the Shadow Council again, his tolerance for these disgusting things is much higher than other orcs.

He was still in the mood to look at some strange things placed around, so he pointed to some things that were thrown under the tree house and were wrapped in cloth strips, looking like corpses, and asked in a low voice.

Bu Laike glanced over there.

Say:

"They are corpses infused with blood plague, an evil construct that the blood trolls can use their strange sorcery to manipulate into battle.

This is their tradition.

So, the undead appeared in Azeroth even earlier than the night elves. In short, don't get close to them, it's not a good thing. "

He said something, and walked a few steps towards the blood pool in the center of the village.

The demilich Meri Dongfeng is standing by the pool of blood.

Surrounding him were the corpses of blood trolls. There was actually no big difference in appearance between these guys and ordinary trolls.

But it maintains an unusually wild posture.

The battle armor worn by men is made of animal skins, with many decorations of blood bones on their bodies, and the weapons used are all bone, as if they have not stepped out of the barbaric era.

There are battle patterns all over their bodies, smeared with blood, giving them a barbaric feeling. Except for themselves, outsiders probably don't know the meaning of these patterns at all.

But compared to the male blood troll, the female blood troll is too exaggerated.

These females seem to be enhanced by some kind of force.

They are generally a head or two taller than male trolls, and they are more muscular, have more exaggerated battle marks on their bodies, and use higher-level weapons and armor.

This is actually quite normal.

The blood trolls retain the cruelty and the most primitive troll culture, because their evil gods do not need any technology, any knowledge, any civilization.

They also maintained a primitive matrilineal society.

Men must obey any order of women, otherwise these men will be imprisoned, executed, and made into undead structures with blood plague, and thrown into a cruel and savage war of internal fighting.

In the blood pool further in front of Meili Dongfeng's feet, there was a large and excessively large female blood troll corpse, soaking in it.

It should have been killed by the demilich himself.

She is twice the size of an ordinary blood troll!

It's like a mountain of meat.

It is very similar to the alienation of the "savage troll" that will appear in the troll race. It is at least four meters tall, and its huge and twisted body cannot use any armor at all, so it is almost naked.

There are also savage bloody battle marks on her body, and the most peculiar ones are her hands.

Wrapped in leather, cloth strips wrapped around two large oversized bone swords, as if they were savage weapons capable of smashing a cow with one blow, like her natural arms.

"This is the blood matriarch. In their culture, they call themselves the mother of terror. Powerful and tyrannical, they are the ruler of the blood troll clan and their vanguard of war.

Only the cruelest and strongest female trolls are eligible to undergo blood-enhanced rituals to twist themselves into this cursed form. "

Bo Laike approached the brooding demilich from behind.

The reason why Garona said that Meili Dongfeng was suspected to be crazy was because this demilich was actively absorbing traces of blood energy from the blood troll's blood pool, which didn't look like a good thing.

Those liquid, viscous energies wrapped around the demilich's body in the form of magic power, and even made his decayed and thin body seem to be full.

It's like returning to a normal human posture from a half-mummy state.

This is, without a doubt, extremely abnormal.

"Master, did you find something weird?"

Bu Laike asked cautiously, this question seemed to waken Meri Dongfeng, who was thinking in the bloody package, and he turned to look at the pirate.

Those rotten eyes gleamed with blood, which made people daunting.

"I found this."

The old mage stretched out a hand that was no longer as thin as a mummy, and in his palm lay a bloody, gem-like, but very irregular stone.

He said blankly:

"This troll... Well, in your words, Mother Blood, I felt the existence of this thing when she savagely attacked me.

After I removed it and activated it with blood magic, I heard it."

"Don't listen!"

Bu Laike stretched out his hand to interrupt the demilich. He snatched the bloody stone from Meri Dongfeng's hand, turned around and threw it to the orc warlock behind him.

Said coldly:

"Burn it! Quick!"

"Oh."

Xieyan didn't know what happened.

But he reacted very quickly, a fire of brimstone ignited in his hand, wrapped the bloodstone in it, and a second later, the thing shattered and was completely burned in the fire.

"Don't listen to that voice, let alone follow its guidance!"

Bu Laike stretched out his hands, grabbed the old mage's shoulders, shook wildly, and shouted:

"Wake up! Bastard! I didn't bring you here to submit to G'huun!"

"Crack, crack"

Another two slaps on the cheeks of the dazed old mage, with such force that Meri Dongfeng's protective magic shield was activated, and a burst of ice struck, pushing Bu Laike flying out.

But such a violent awakening made the old mage finally wake up from his daze.

He glanced at the blood magic entangled around him, and then showed a ghost-like expression, waved his hand and cut off the magic power line, stopping the blood magic in operation immediately.

The blood pool in front of him no longer emitted light.

"Thank you. I almost fell into the sneaking of that evil god, and the favor you owed me has been paid off."

The old mage glanced at Bo Laike.

With a serious expression, he raised the pine stick and shouted to the others:

"Get out! That voice is trying to confuse my will! I'm going to burn this dark place!"

A few minutes later, this small village, which couldn't be smaller, ignited a raging fire in the night, those corpses, those crimes, and those savage remnants.

They were all completely buried in the flames by the old mage's breath of dragon's breath.

The demilich stood outside the flames a little lonely. He looked at the burning village in front of him. Bu Laike stood beside him, and heard the old mage whisper:

"I have lived for three thousand years, and I claim to have found wisdom. But I am not even a child in front of His dark power. Laike, tell me, what is buried under this earth?

Why did these blood trolls become like this? "

"Ah, this is a very long story, and its starting point starts from 16,000 years ago."

The pirate looked at the burning village in front of him.

He curled his lips and said:

"But it's time for us to leave for Hades, so let's talk on the way.

But for your first question, I can tell you the answer right now.

Master, behind the history of this world, there are many dark footnotes that humans and even elves have not yet touched. In the barbaric age that was not part of mortal life, there existed a dark empire ruled by the old gods.

Four of the five ancient gods divided the world

But like all family fun stories say.

Those dark old and ancient gods were finally defeated and sealed. "

"So, there is an ancient god buried here?"

The old mage narrowed his eyes and asked a question, but Bu Laike nodded first, then shook his head. He looked at the ground under his feet that was soaked in blood and turned dark red.

Say:

"There is indeed an ancient god under our feet, but it is a monster created by the 'gods' who destroyed the rule of the dark empire.

it is the sixth old god

Don't look at me, Master.

My mathematics is very good, but it is not surprising that the sixth of the five ancient gods will appear. It was not born naturally, but was artificially created.

Many people call it Gouhu.

But I prefer to call it G'huun. "

"it"

The old mage wanted to ask more.

But seeing Bu Laike's shining eyes and the pirate's frustrating fingers in front of him, he knew that Bu Laike, a bad guy, would not easily tell him these ancient and wild secrets.

Meili Dongfeng thought for a while and said:

"Will it break the seal? If it will, how much time is left for us?"

"Relax, master."

The pirate yawned, turned and walked in the other direction of the jungle, saying:

"Why worry now about something that will kill you at least thirty years from now? Let's go, it's time for us to go to another hell in this hell jungle."

——

Next, they went deep into the jungle, and the road was very gloomy. The orcs always felt that there was something watching them in the jungle, so they were a little suspicious.

Bo Laike also felt that vague gaze.

He glanced at the character card calmly:

Status: Mortal. Slightly. Watching the Night Lord

A new state was on him, which represented that a loa living in the jungle of Nazmir had noticed these outsiders.

"Sirik the Bat God"

Bu Laike said something softly, shook his head, and moved on.

The cautious Loa will not attack them.

Especially in the case of Bo Laike with the lingering breath of death.

The pirate slowed down, and he whispered something to the legendary assassin beside him. The next moment, Garona disappeared suddenly, and returned to Laike a second later.

In her hand, there was a struggling little black bat with blood-colored stripes.

This bat looks very interesting. It has a big nose like a pig. When Laike picks it up in his hand, the struggling little bat suddenly quiets down.

It stared at Bo Laike with its black eyes, and the pirate also looked at it, and then, in a very non-standard troll language, read to the little bat in his hand:

"The Night Lord protects the weak, and he finds what you seek.

He is blind but wise in heart.

Scream in the middle of the night, listen with your heart, dispel fear, and inspire courage.

With soft wings, it glides across the night sky, smells sounds, and sees different species.

When you are lost, alone, in the dark, wandering without a trace, His voice will lead you home.

Praise the night and salute you.

Lord of the Night, Lord of the Sky, God of Darkness, the mighty and omnipresent Sirik. "

First a standard, flattering troll hymn from memory in the game, as Bo Laike observes the movements of the little bat in his hand.

Noticing it relaxed, the pirate smiled.

He added:

"Dear Midnight Lord, we are not your enemies, we are the 'guests' who are looking for the Hades, and I will bring a big trouble to that bad-tempered God of Death.

You'd love to see this, right?

So can you please guide us, I can't wait to visit the noble and poisonous old Bwonsamdi."

(end of this chapter)