From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 57 A natural victory

When Saba decided to change his style, the power that was further enhanced by the blessing of magic was finally sent to the place of bravery.

He pushed the shield forward with his left hand suddenly, and Daba was immediately hit by a huge force and staggered backward.

Taking advantage of this moment, Saba raised his sword above his head and slashed downwards with all his strength.

After Daba reacted, he tried his best to block with his side spear, but the force that followed caused the spear to hit him directly in the face, destroying the figure that he had managed to stabilize.

Seeing this, Saba did not continue to press down on the giant sword. Instead, he used the elastic force generated when the sword and spear met to let the sword return to its original position naturally, and then continued to slash downward.

'when!'

'when!!'

'when!!!'

The blow was heavier than the last, causing Daba's body to involuntarily move backwards.

So, he began to think about how to win over the old witch doctor's heart more thoroughly.

And these three 'weaknesses' are exactly the reasons why trolls are 'defensive against stabbing but not against slashing' when fighting.

"Daba, you are not weak! Daba, you are very strong! You, kill Daba!"

I was a little angry, thinking that he didn't know what was good or bad, but looking at the other person's expression that was filled with anger due to humiliation, I finally understood his thinking circuit.

After a simple mutual acquaintance, the topic inevitably slipped to the issue of 'merger'.

Faced with this situation, the only way to drain blood out of the body in time is to create wounds again.

Immediately, his expression changed from anger to joy, and he became proud again.

Now that the 'merger' is a foregone conclusion, there is no need to hide.

This actually made Baiya feel a little admirable. If he were in a different place, he would not be able to do what Daba did and completely leave life and death to the winner.

But this new chief seemed a bit strong both in terms of power and individuality. The old witch doctor took the lead in expressing respect for the tribe so that they would not have to shed unnecessary blood.

For more specific information about Fenai, it is naturally the fastest way to ask these two witch doctors.

If these 'weaknesses' were ranked in terms of severity, then 'massive damage to organs' would be ranked third.

The consequences range from stupidity to instant death.

The merger of the two divisions is naturally not a simple matter. How to merge, whether to relocate, distribution of hunting grounds, food sources, etc., are all waiting for the blade to make a decision.

After saying these words, the old witch doctor finally stopped looking around and showed a trace of enthusiasm.

The expected scene did not happen, which made Sabiya feel a little embarrassed.

During this process, his movements became more deformed, and more of his mental energy was consumed in seemingly endless blocks;

Gradually, he no longer had the energy to think about anything else.

"The teeth are different. The witch doctor inherits, is strong, does not use magic crystals, and is immortal. Together, it is good. You, right."

But the brain, which is at the top of the danger list, is a little different;

It seems that any damage to the brain will cause irreversible damage;

The old witch doctor, who was playing with the squirming vines in his hands and looking at the magic crystal in disbelief, said,

In the Black Forest, no matter which tribe it is, there is no custom of witch doctors saluting the chief; on the contrary, it is more common for the chief to salute the witch doctor, not because of status, but for other reasons such as "being raised since childhood"

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If he had previously provoked the chief to a duel, it was more for the sake of the tribe's present and future livelihood; at this moment, he just wanted to take a look at the witch doctor's future before he died.

After achieving his goal, Blade Ya asked if there were any other witch doctors in Fenai tribe, and received a positive answer.

Stepping forward and patting Daba on the shoulder, Banya kept his eyes as sincere as possible and said half-truthfully,

"Daba, a warrior, is strong; if a warrior dies, Blade Ya will feel heartbroken, but he will not kill him."

When internal organs are severely damaged, even if the wound heals in a short time;

However, the blood that flows out when damaged will accumulate in the chest and abdominal cavity and cannot be drained because it has nowhere to go;

Depending on the amount of blood gushing out, there will be varying degrees of consequences such as squeezing the organs and destroying the body's balance, thus affecting the troll's ability to exert its strength.

Even if it was a bit embarrassing, he had to escape from being pointed at the sword first.

There is indeed a young witch doctor in the tribe. In order to prevent the inheritance from being completely cut off, he had previously gone into hiding under the instructions of the chief and the old witch doctor.

His eyes turned from bloodshot with anger to red, and the sense of honor in his heart made him resist and pick up the weapon to point at the winner.

Chief Finai, no, it was the former chief. After he stood up, he looked at Saberya in disbelief, his eyes showing happiness and a slight sense of shame.

With this thought in mind, he originally had no intention of killing the opponent's blade. He just kicked the opponent's weapon away, then retracted his sword and took the initiative to reach out and pull up the opponent who was waiting for death.

He didn't say anything, just waited quietly.

"good."

The troll has several weaknesses that are not considered weaknesses, namely organs, heart, and brain.

After getting the 'recognition' he was waiting for, Banya no longer put on airs.

Next, the heart can be ranked second;

When it is severely injured, its powerful self-healing ability will continue to take effect;

However, after losing the blood pump, the injured area will also fall into a vicious cycle of low self-healing efficiency - massive bleeding - and continued decline in self-healing efficiency due to insufficient nutrient supply;

If it does not receive timely rescue, or if the damage is extremely serious, the troll will inevitably die.

In just a few steps, Blade Ya quickly arrived in front of the old witch doctor. He looked down at the old man who had become quite stooped due to old age.

So, after Tuya and Meiya came closer, the five witch doctors got together.

It was obviously the first time for Daba to come into contact with this way of thinking. After hearing this, he thought for a long time before he understood the logical sequence.

Soon, another troll dressed as a witch doctor was called out. His name was Daran. His specific age could not be seen, but he could only be judged to be in his prime from his physical appearance.

Blade Ya said to himself, "You're a good guy to coax." After patting him on the shoulder again, he walked towards the old witch doctor who had been watching the battle not far away.

And Daba, I don’t know what he was thinking, actually picked up the weapon and followed behind Banya;

Look at that posture, he looks like he is protecting himself.

Blade Ya would not let go of such an opportunity. He switched the weight of his left and right feet, taking advantage of Daba's retreat after trying hard to block, and bumped forward with his side shoulder, knocking Daba so hard that he could no longer hold on.

Center of gravity, it flew backwards several meters.

After a while, the old witch doctor took the lead in breaking the silence. He bent his body that could not stand up even lower, and said with some respect,

"Witch doctor Dano, see the chief."

Back to the present, the moment the sword hit his eyeball, Daba had completely lost.

Although the difficulty of treatment for the above two types of trauma fluctuates depending on the severity, there are still ways to save it.

But he didn't explain things related to the 'chief', thinking that since he couldn't explain it in a sentence or two, he might as well make it an established fact and let them slowly understand it on their own.

‘Ah, shouldn’t this be a script where the opponent is first grateful, and then after some comfort, makes him loyal to the tribe from then on?’

He let go of the hand still holding the weapon with some dejection, closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

‘Boom!’

The bewildered Chief of the Finai Tribe fell heavily to the ground. When he regained consciousness, his opponent had already pressed a sword against his eye socket.

Daba wondered if Blade Ya looked down on him, otherwise why didn't he kill him?

Moreover, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and soon, the shame outweighed the luck of surviving.

Doesn’t it seem difficult?

In his ignorant eyes, he moved his fingers slightly and recited a spell, and a vine grew from between them, quickly climbing up to the palm of his hand.

During their continuous fugue at Daba, they began to communicate on more specific matters.

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