Hunter starting from Hunter World

"This is?!!!"

"Oh my God! What the hell is that crazy troll doing?"

Looking at the Dragon Eagle God who merged with the high-level priest, the two high elves standing on the city wall showed expressions of shock and disbelief.

Because this is no longer a simple sacrifice or summoning, but the avatar and ability of a Loa god sealed in his body.

Although the troll's belief system is animistic and pantheistic, as a priest, doing this is tantamount to naked blasphemy.

But what is even more puzzling is that as the God of Dragon Eagle, Gayalai has no intention of resisting at all from the beginning to the end, as if he acquiesces to such a move.

"Controlling the power of the wilderness demigods with a mortal body? Has the Amani troll mastered the corresponding technology at this time?" Allen narrowed his eyes and whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

After all, in the Zul'Aman dungeon in the game, there have been four BOSSes: Eagle God Aikilson, Bear God Narolak, Dragon Eagle God Gayalai, and Lynx God Harraz.

These four BOSSs should have sealed part of the power of the corresponding gods in the troll's body through some kind of witchcraft, thus producing an effect similar to a clone or an incarnation.

Allen has always felt that this technology should have been developed by Zuljin after he was defeated by the coalition of humans and high elves and fled back for revenge and avenge his shame.

But now it seems that there was a prototype a long time ago.

In addition, the relationship between Loa and the trolls seems to be far more complicated than outsiders imagine. There is some unknown exchange of interests, rather than simple worship and belief.

"Your Majesty the Duke! What are we going to do now?" Ignaus stared at the huge dragon eagle in the distance with a hint of nervousness in his tone.

The huge beast itself will bring a strong sense of oppression.

What's more, this is the incarnation of a wilderness demigod who possesses the power of flight and terrifying magic.

Allen rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then immediately responded: "Evacuate all the people on the city wall and arrow tower. They will not be able to participate in the next battle. Rather than staying here and increasing casualties, it is better to hide. Get up and rebuild your home when the war is over.”

"All? Even the soldiers retreat? Then if the troll launches a full-scale attack..." Ignaus frowned, his eyes full of tension and anxiety.

Although as a highland warrior, he has never been afraid of strong enemies and death. He has fought with trolls many times near the Alterac Mountains, and even killed several troll witch doctors, mystics, and priests with his own hands. However, with This was the first time in my life that the incarnation of a god faced each other.

Human beings have always stayed away from beings like gods.

Even the Titan guardian closest to mankind, Tyr, the Lord of Order, is only regarded as a symbol of courage, tenacity and unyielding.

Human beings have never had a patron saint of their own, and they have never expected to get anything from gods.

This is in direct contrast to the interdependent relationship between the trolls and the loa.

Therefore, when encountering a crisis, one does not expect God to send down power to help oneself.

"It doesn't matter, let them do it. Just in time, I also want to test my limits."

After saying that, Allen pulled out the door-panel sword behind him that had been recast with thorium, and stabbed it to the ground with a bang, exuding a strong fighting spirit.

From the moment he came, he has lived in the world of Azeroth as a mortal for more than twenty years.

During these twenty events, he never stopped tempering this body for a moment.

But no matter how hard it is tempered, nothing else is added to the pure human blood.

Moreover, even the life energy cultivation methods have been greatly modified according to the limits that genes can reach, in order to adapt to human beings' "weak" physiques.

Now, all these efforts are finally put to the test.

"You... plan to deal with the incarnation of the Dragon Eagle God and more than 15,000 trolls alone?" Ignaus opened his mouth wide, unable to believe what he heard.

In his eyes, the young man whom Emperor Thoradin called his teacher always seemed knowledgeable and wise, and he almost never took the initiative to use force.

If he hadn't seen Allen use the door panel sword to easily kill the Velociraptor Dragoon some time ago, he would never have believed that such a seemingly gentle scholar could be a warrior with superb swordsmanship.

But now, the man who looks calm but is full of madness in his heart actually wants to fight against more than 15,000 troll warriors and the incarnations of wilderness demigods with one person!

"Otherwise, what else can we do? How about you come?" Allen asked in a half-joking tone.

Ignaus hurriedly explained: "No! I mean that at least the soldiers should be allowed to stay."

But Allen shook his head slightly: "Forget it. For us humans, the young and healthy labor force is the most precious thing, and they should not be wasted in a place like this. With the Duke of Arathor Empire's I order you to immediately take all the soldiers and militiamen to take refuge in the cellar dug in advance. Remember! Seal the exit immediately after entering. No matter what happens above, don't come out easily to check."

"What about you?" Ignaus was obviously worried about Allen.

As one of Thoradin's closest comrades, he was very aware of the emperor's fancy for this teacher, and looked forward to getting more help from him in the subsequent expansion and development.

If the civilians, soldiers and Allen in the fortress had to be placed at both ends of the scale, Thoradin would definitely choose to give up the former and choose the latter without hesitation.

Although it sounds ruthless and cruel, Allen's role in the future development of the entire human race is definitely far greater than that of a hundred thousand soldiers and civilians.

the reason is simple!

Allen has far more knowledge and experience than this era, and can point the ruler in the right direction and avoid various traps and detours.

This is why in the history of Azeroth, special emphasis is placed on the role of titans, wild demigods, ancient gods, elemental lords and heroes of various races.

Because the history of this world is the history of gods, demons and heroes, not the history of ordinary people.

"Don't worry, I won't die that easily, and I have no intention of dying here."

After saying these words, Allen picked up the giant sword and jumped down from the city wall, like a cannonball that banged out a big hole in the ground.

For an ordinary person, if he jumped from such a height without any buffering action, he would definitely break his leg.

But he stood next to the moat with a Thorium sword weighing hundreds of kilograms as if nothing was wrong, and directly locked onto the huge dragon eagle.

Similarly, the high-ranking priest who integrated Gayalai into his body also noticed this human nobleman who had caused heavy losses to his side many times. He immediately flapped his wings and flew over, leaving a long line of orange in the sky. of light.

You don't need to ask to know that it is a manifestation of the highly condensed energy of the fire element.

When the distance between the two was less than thirty meters, the high-ranking priest finally hovered in mid-air and asked in a condescending and arrogant tone: "Humans! Are you ready to face destruction and death now?" ?”

"You can come and try!" Allen challenged with a faint smile on his face.

"If that's the case, then go to hell!"

As the last word blurted out, the high-ranking priest suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of high-temperature flames three to four meters wide from his throat.

Its terrifying temperature even evaporated the water in the moat until it stopped flowing in an instant. At the same time, the soil and rocks also melted rapidly, forming a pool of dark red fluid that looked like magma.

But unfortunately, when the high-temperature flames approached Allen, he suddenly swung the giant sword in his hand and successfully blocked it.

At this moment, Thorium's high-temperature resistance was fully demonstrated.

Although the blade of the giant sword quickly began to turn red and hot under the burning flames, there was still no sign of melting.

Just when the high-ranking priest was about to increase the temperature of the flame again, Allen's figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

The next second...

Indescribable severe pain came from his back, followed by a large amount of bright red and extremely hot blood spurting out, instantly turning the brightly colored feathers red.

I saw that the Thorium sword, which had been roasted until it turned red, was now deeply inserted into Longying's huge body.

The sword holder is Allen himself.

With the help of the cover provided by the evaporation of a large amount of moat water into white steam, he successfully disappeared from the opponent's sight. Then, relying on the extra speed and jumping ability brought by the blessing of life energy, he jumped high and launched a counterattack at lightning speed. .

According to his original idea, he was going to cut off one of the wings of the dragon eagle so that this guy would never be able to fly again.

But the cruel reality gave him a hard blow.

As the incarnation of the wilderness demigod, this guy's muscle density and energy contained in his body are beyond imagination.

Although the Thorium giant sword was inserted in, it would be absolutely foolish to pull it sideways and cut off the entire wing.

Allen tried his best and could only extend the wound from about fifty centimeters to one meter.

It must be painful for the high-level priest who transformed into a dragon eagle, but it certainly won't have much impact on flying.

"Get off!"

The high-ranking priest roared and suddenly came to pull onions from the dry land. His huge body soared into the sky, trying to get rid of the ants on his back by accelerating.

But unfortunately, he obviously does not know that ensuring that he is attached to an object and does not fall off is one of the basic uses of life energy.

Therefore, no matter how he accelerated and changed direction, Allen still stood firmly on Dragon Eagle's back, and tried to pull the giant sword hard to expand the wound, trying to cut off the key tendon connecting the body.

The severe pain apparently caused the high priest to lose his mind.

In the end, this guy directly concentrated the fire elements into the feathers all over his body, and with a bang, it turned into a huge fireball in mid-air.

Just when everyone was staring at this spectacular scene with their mouths open, and thinking that Allen was almost in danger, the red-hot giant sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light.

Before the onlookers could figure out what was happening, the sword slashed down with thunderous force.

moment!

A flash of cold light!

Harsh and tragic wails echoed over the fortress.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

About a second or two later, a wing with flames and blood fell straight from the air, making a hole on the ground on the spot.

The terrifying high temperature quickly burned away the surrounding vegetation, and even the soil and stones melted rapidly, eventually forming a lava pit with a diameter of more than ten meters.

Immediately afterwards, the high-level priest who transformed into a dragon eagle rushed out of the fire ball like a phoenix bathed in fire, struggling in mid-air and hitting the ground.

The moment his huge body collided with the fortress gate, a red pillar of fire rose into the sky, swallowing up everything within a radius of nearly a hundred meters.

Both the city walls and the wooden houses were turned into charcoal in an instant.

Only then did Ignaus realize why Allen ordered all civilians and soldiers to be evacuated.

If there was no early retreat, all those who stayed in place would be burned alive without even a chance to escape.

But what puzzled him was that Allen had clearly endured the strongest flames, but why until now, there was not even a trace of burns.

All flames will be isolated by some invisible force field when they are about ten centimeters away from him, and they will no longer be able to get even an inch closer.

It's a pity that Ignaus is a pure warrior and knows nothing about magic, so he can't see any skills at all.

The only thing he knows is that Allen has made himself almost completely immune to fire damage, so the chance of winning this battle with the incarnation of Dragon Eagle God Gayale should be very high.

In contrast, the two high elves who were born in Silvermoon City saw something unusual.

Among them, the female elf Ya asked her companion in a low voice: "Is he using a spell similar to the protective flame barrier?"

"No! No! I think it's more like a way for witch doctors and shamans to command the elements. Didn't you notice? Those fire elemental energies seem to be afraid of him..." The male elf had a completely different point of view.

"But I have never heard of primitive shamanism among humans?" The female elf's eyes flashed with strong doubts.

"Maybe he is the first! I think we should use magic communication immediately to report this matter to the Parliament and the Sun King. Human society may not be as magical a desert as we imagine. On the contrary, some of them Potential spellcasters we have never encountered before.”

As he said these words, the male elf's hand on the longbow became slightly more relaxed.

He had been paying close attention to the battle situation just now.

If Allen's life is really in danger, he will definitely shoot a black arrow as soon as possible.