Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid Chapter 81

After restarting the negotiation, the high elves no longer actively attacked Amani's positions, but still maintained their deterrence.

Instead of the war zone, after there were no casualties to rescue, the rescue team of the sand trolls also turned into a hunting team. The magic saber leopard inhabiting the Eversong Forest has become the best hunting target.

The fat and sturdy leopards are the most suitable for roasting meat. The oil oozing from the meat falls on the fire, and the sound of slaps and slaps accompanies the aroma one after another. Swallow your tongue.

"Amani, come out to get today's meal."

Lord Lal walked in front of him three steps at a time, with two people pulling a scooter behind him.

Now that the Amani trolls are used to it, they sent a few people to move things down from the trolley with a blank expression. Humanitarian assistance in non-war zones is the same as usual, each person is a quarter of a fist-sized dry food, a piece of meat about the size of a finger, just enough for them not to retching from hunger.

When moving things down, watching Lal tearing at the leopard's legs, the Amani swallowed hard.

Lal didn't get rid of his hatred after eating it himself, and even fed him the pterosaurs squatting on his shoulders. After a while, the pterosaur ate an Amani three-day meal!

Seeing that the people who were carrying things saw his eyes go straight, Lal shook the leopard's leg in his hand.

"Want to eat? Come over there with me, and you can eat barbecue as you like."

Several people hesitated, and they were really shaken in the face of this world of difference.

But before they could nod their heads, a hatchet flew over from the back of the camp and chopped it towards Lal's head. Lal pulled out the golden knife at his waist, and knocked the hatchet into the air with a clang.

"Lal! You despicable fellow! How dare you use such a dirty trick! The Amani warriors will not yield!"

Zulkin cursed bitterly with an axe in one hand. He looks skinny now, but his eyes are still extraordinarily bright.

Lal let out a nonchalant sigh, and before the other party could shoot arrows at him, he turned around and walked back with the two pulling the scooter, but left a contemptuous remark before leaving.

"A warrior who is truly unyielding will not jump and scold others while eating other people's food."

Zulkin's arms burst into blue veins, and both sides of his long nose shrank. His eyes were fixed on Lal's back. If his eyes could be set on fire, Lal would be a pool of ashes now.

"Overseer, eat something."

The loyal soldier brought the freshly received food, and Zulkin pushed it out as usual.

"You eat, I said, don't eat their stuff."

Since Amani ran out of food, Zul'jin really hadn't eaten a single bite. He is worthy of being an Amani warrior, and he is still holding on to his last dignity.

But this process will only make him more painful, not because of hunger, but because he knows that his dignity is worthless.

He could hold back a bite, he couldn't stop the soldiers from starving with each other's stuff. Because he knew very well that otherwise, the soldiers would kill each other for food.

Zul'jin vowed to defend the Amani tradition of cannibalism to the death, but he could not watch Amani kill each other, such Amani was not the once glorious Amani. But if it goes on like this, where can Amani's future be?

"Overseer, what do you think that is?!"

Just as Zul'jin was plunged into chaos, Malakras shouted loudly beside him.

Zul'jin looked up and saw five or six dragon eagles flying over the camp!

"They're going to attack from the air!"

Zulkin gave a warning in horror, but then he discovered that the imaginary attack did not happen, but a pile of parchment.

The vellum passed before his eyes like fallen leaves, Zulkin grabbed it in his hand, and saw that it was full of words, and it was the words of a troll!

Some illiterate trolls stuffed the parchment into their mouths like food, but there were always literate trolls who followed and read what was written on it.

To put it simply, as long as Amani surrenders and surrenders Zul'jin, everyone except Zul'jin can be forgiven, and the high elves also give up attacking Zul'Aman and reserve a large amount of land for Amani.

Zul'jin was stunned after reading what was written on it. The conditions written on it were only a little harsher than the first negotiation. Could it be that he really blamed Zandalar?

At this moment, Zulkin suddenly found that all the soldiers were looking at him, and the position fell into silence. Zulkin hesitated whether to use his own death in exchange for Amani's life.

"Never hand over the Overseer!"

Suddenly a soldier shredded the vellum in his hand and threw it on the ground, his behavior aroused everyone's response. The Amani trolls shredded the paper one after another, shouted that they would never betray the Overseer, and some even threw the unfinished food out of the field in order to show their determination.

"I just said it's useless, they're all a bunch of stubborn guys."

Sylvanas, who came to the front specially, said in a cold voice, and at the same time glared at Li De, who was standing beside him. This guy claimed to be Lothar's spokesperson, but Sylvanas realized that the power held by this Terran was more than just a spokesperson.

Lal standing on the tower was silent, and he really wanted to see such a **** Amani! Who wants to help outsiders bully their own race? He just doesn't want to see Amani go the wrong way. He now only hopes that Zul'jin can take responsibility and be a real Amani warrior.

Zulkin sat there at this time, and he suddenly realized, where is the glory of Amani that he has been searching for? Isn't it the warriors who still have unyielding will in their bones?

Without hesitation and looking ahead, Zul'jin decided to gamble on Zandalar's sincerity.

"warlord!?"

Zulkin got up, all the soldiers shouted in panic, and Zulkin persuaded everyone with a calm expression.

"You don't have to say, this is the best way to deal with it. I'm not surrendering to the elves, never! I'm just using the troll way to solve the problem!"

Then Zulkin completely ignored everyone's obstruction, walked out of the position without any explanation, and shouted in the direction of the camp.

"Lal! Come on! When the ancient trolls rose in the Zandalar mountains, whenever there was a conflict between the tribes, they would hunt in the arena to compete!

There are no elves now, only Amani and Zandalar have to compete! Or use hunting, I am your prey, and you are my prey! "

Zulkin took the initiative to invite the duel, and Lal was instantly excited, jumped directly from the tower, and strode towards Zulkin.

Behind Sylvanas, another lieutenant besides Lor'themar Theron spoke with disdain.

"What are the bells and whistles? The Zulkin people have come out, won't it end if we execute him together?"

Sylvanas didn't speak, just glanced over to express her attitude.

"Are you an idiot Andilin, this is the most legitimate solution, we just need to watch."

Lor'themar said in a "hopeless" tone that the arrogant Quel'dorei respected the way he chose to die, even the most hated enemy.

"Come on, let me see how strong Zandalar is? Start your show!"

Zulkin said with a grin, tearing off the long hem of his purple veil, wrapping the spear firmly around his left hand, and swinging the hatchet out of the wind in his right hand.

"As you wish, Amani warrior."

Ral also had a spear in one hand and a golden knife in the other. Following a silent command, the two troll heroes collided.

Everyone could see that Zulkin was completely desperate. He had been hungry for many days before, and he dragged a skinny body to a duel with Lal. He had no other intentions than to die.

However, even if it was to die, Zul'jin showed no mercy, and went all out to fight Ral.

In the end, living up to the name of the Amani Warlord, Zul'jin was able to use the power of the four Loa!

The four loa are: Nalorak, the bear god, Egilson, the eagle god, Haraz, the lynx god, and Jayale, the dragon eagle god.

Few loa are willing to accept believers at the same time believe in other loa. Zul'jin's ability is unheard of, Ral, he can even have the strength of a bear, the swiftness of an eagle, the agility of a lynx, and the magic of a dragon eagle at the same time.

To be able to use the power of the four Loa at the same time, there is only one possibility, that is, it is not that the Loa accepts Zul'jin's belief, but that Zulkin has gained the respect of the four Loa. To put it more bluntly, Zul'jin tamed the four Loa!

The body is infused with Loa's power, and Zulkin is not as skinny as before, his muscles are bursting, and he is much taller.

The agile lynx has the power of a bear, and every blow of Zul'jin is fatal, not to mention the tornado of the Eagle God and the pillar of fire of the Dragon Eagle God accompanied by Zul'jin!

Various powers and spells were raging back and forth between the two sides. Sylvanas, who was watching the battle, clenched his longbow subconsciously, as if thinking about how to deal with such an enemy.

The hot dust on the battlefield was flying, and the spears on Zul'jin's left and right had disappeared, but the axe blade in his right hand was covered with blood.

"How is it, do you feel the power of Amani?"

Zulkin said provocatively, but when the smoke dissipated, the sight in front of him filled Zulkin's eyes with astonishment.

Ral, who had thrown his spear, wiped a handful of blood from his chest with his hand, and at the same time glanced at his golden shoulder armor with pity. This armor saved his life, and the scratches on the surface of the armor Left when the spearhead was cut off.

Of course, this is not the reason for Zulkin's consternation. The real reason is that a huge pterosaur phantom appeared out of thin air behind Lal at this time! At this time, he was staring at Zul'jin with sharp eyes.

"This is the Loa I serve, Paku, the lord of the sky. I underestimated the enemy just now, and this time I'll do it again!"

The huge pterosaur phantom protected Lal in the middle, and each time he flapped the wings, Lal's speed doubled. In the end, Lal was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and even Zul'jin, who had the power of the Lynx God, couldn't catch up! Ral rampaged under the shelter of Paku's phantom, forcing Zul'jin to retreat!

Zul'jin finally went all out, the tornado and the fire column merged into one, becoming a huge fire whirlwind circling and strangling back and forth, while Pacu's phantom doubled. The leather wings fanned back and forth, and the whirlwind of fire swayed from side to side.

"Have you seen it? This is the true strength of the sorcerer lord, gorgeous and powerful."

Talanji, who came to the front line at an unknown time, quietly appeared beside Li De and said in admiration.

After just a few confrontations, Zulkin was almost pushed back to Amani's position, and the Amanis watching the battle subconsciously wanted to help Zulkin.

"Don't move, this is a battle between us! Loa! Give me more power!"

With Zul'jin's cry, an astonishing scene happened. There were four phantoms of Loa behind him~www.mtlnovel.com~ The projection of Loa can be called, which is only Zandalar. It can only be done, of course, it may be necessary to add sand trolls now, but Zul'jin has also achieved this step!

It's a pity that there is a gap between Loa and Loa after all, and Loa's strength is absolutely trustworthy. Paku belongs to the upper loa in Zandalar, how can these four forest loa be compared?

Paku's projection suddenly detached from Lal's body, and he jumped into the air and swooped away with a huge force. The four Loa's much smaller projections were washed away in an instant!

Paku's projection did not stop, but continued to rush towards Zulkin! The Lord of the Sky turned into countless Dao Li arrows, which instantly penetrated Zul'jin's body!

The last scene people saw was that Zulkin was pushed to the edge of the Amani position, full of holes and blood all over the sky.

Then Paku's impact raised thick smoke, waiting for the smoke to dissipate. Lal, who had a huge wound on his chest, walked with difficulty to the direction of the non-war zone camp, holding a head in his hand!

"Zul'jin's body completely collapsed, leaving only this head."

Chapter end