Warhammer Wizard

Earthquake!

Five hundred direhorns in heavy armor charged.

There are two paladins on the back of each direhorn. At this time, they no longer cherish their mounts and beat their whips. The direhorns run wild under the pain, and the speed is getting faster and faster. The body exploded to the limit, and every ten or so heads formed a row, forming a long dragon of several hundred meters, rushing towards the city gate of Hazleike like a mountain.

The trolls on the city wall were captured by the momentum of the paladin, and they couldn't help but shake a little, and their faces showed fear.

But soon, a stern order sounded, calming the discipline.

At this time, the chief guard had all rushed out of the forest, and no troops followed. The trolls on the city wall were relieved to find this situation.

Many trolls licked their lips, turning from apprehension to excitement.

Thousands of paladins want to break Hazleike, which is simply courting death. I heard that the Lie Sun tribe has changed to a new chief, who was originally a brainless idiot!

"Hunter ready!"

shouted a tall troll.

He raised his right hand high, and his eyes locked on the enemy rushing towards the city gate. When about a third of the enemy's front formation rushed into the range, he immediately waved his hand heavily and ordered: "Shoot!"

bang bang bang...

The bowstring trembled, and thousands of arrows shot out in a dense wave of arrows, covering the enemy's team. At the same time, spears were mixed in the arrow rain, and the crossbow on the city wall also shot thick crossbow guns, targeting the scorching sun troll rushing in front.

He rode the largest direhorn, tall and burly, holding a battle axe, and wearing a set of heavy golden armor.

As a mortal enemy for hundreds of years, the bloodspear troll can naturally recognize it.

That's the chief of the Sun Tribe!

Zurazabu's prestige is known in the Land Forsaken. Even in the headhunter tribe, trolls are in awe of this powerful Sun Warrior. In terms of personal strength, Zurazabu is the most powerful warrior in the Land Forsaken. The strong, the Bloodspear clan often needs two or three "hunter kings" or "war generals" to join forces to compete.

However, this troll is not Zurazab.

More than two months ago, there was news from the Lie Sun tribe that Zurazabu was overthrown and was defeated in a duel, and the troll who killed Zurazabu became the new chief.

It looks like it's him now.

This troll looks very young and can kill Zurazabu?

The blood spear troll was puzzled, and suddenly, he saw the other party raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, bursting with golden light, and instantly opened a dazzling protective shield to block the charging army.

the next moment.

The rain of arrows, spears, and giant crossbows all shot on the protective cover. The translucent protective cover was harder than the armor. All kinds of attacks hit it and shattered immediately. signs of collapse.

The troll on the city wall was taken aback and couldn't believe it.

"what is that?"

Most trolls do not know magic.

Even if they believe in Urels, the **** of hunting, because the altar blocks the southern continent, Urels has to pay ten times or even dozens of times of divine power to bestow magic on trolls, so it is almost impossible to give gods. technique.

Moreover, the God of Hunting is not good at divine arts. Her vocation is far from that of magic, and she does not master many divine arts. She mainly blesses believers.

Only a handful of the most powerful trolls in the headhunter tribe have ever been blessed by the gods.

Aura of Asylum reminds trolls of Loa.

There are several Loa gods who can grant believers such abilities. Suddenly, the blood spear trolls could not help but exclaimed in surprise: "The Lie Sun tribe has taken refuge in Loa?"

"Not likely."

"If they take refuge in Loa, it will be a shame for Ingenero!" A troll snorted with extreme contempt.

Although the troll clan in the Land Forsaken by the Gods are enemies and compete endlessly, they have the same position in dealing with Loa, and firmly believe that Loa is just a group of false gods.

While cursing, the Bloodspear troll was also a little flustered.

Lokarn, who is responsible for leading the army to guard the city gate, is a "troll warlord", second only to the "king of hunters" in the headhunter tribe.

He is a mad believer of Urels, and his heart is shocked at this moment.

"This is not Loa's blessing, this is divine art!"

"God of the scorching sun is resurrected?"

When Lokahn was shocked, he did not forget his duty, and shouted: "Go ahead, shoot with all your strength! Give me pierce their protective shield!"

Waves of arrows and spears flew out.

Korsaro stood on the back of the direhorn dragon to maintain the halo of protection, and let the arrow rain spear shoot, slamming into the protective cover, the halo of protection shook violently, and the power of the Holy Light seemed to burst a dike. Crazy vented, but was immediately replenished by power.

After several consecutive waves of arrows and spears attacked, the protection aura was still strong.

The paladin was unharmed.

Moreover, the army had already rushed to less than 300 meters away from the city gate, and the Direhorn Dragon's charging speed had also reached its peak, splashing a lot of dust.

Three fence lines built with thick logs were sharpened in front of him. Corsaro maintained the halo of protection in one hand, and the other hand condensed the "sword of dawn" and cut it forward. The meter-wide sword light cut through the wooden fence and destroyed the traps behind it, clearing a broad avenue leading directly to the city gate.

The Sword of Dawn finally slashed on the city gate, and with a bang, countless golden flames erupted from the sword, and a big explosion occurred.

The city gate was pierced, and the troll guards behind the gate turned to ashes under this sword.

"what……"

Dozens of bright flames splashed onto the city wall, instantly igniting some unfortunate trolls, turning into a mass of ashes in the screams.

The direhorn rushed to the city gate without hindrance.

The blood spear trolls on the city wall were in chaos, and the halo of shelter was like a giant golden wall rolling over in front of them, and the orderly rain of arrows was also interrupted.

Lokarn did not care about rearranging his army, and jumped down from the city wall with his great axe. His timing was very clever, and Corzaro was just about to rush into the city gate on a direhorn, holding a huge axe in both hands, and using all his strength, he punched Corzaro on the head.

"The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"

Corsaro felt it early, looked up, and blocked the "Lightbreaker" battle axe in his hand.

Dang!

In the ear-piercing explosion, Lokarn flew out at a faster speed.

But before his body hit the ground, it turned into two halves, from bottom to top, symmetrically cut into two sides, the holy flame of light erupted from the wound, spread to the whole body, fell to the ground and turned into ashes, even the giant axe also melted into a liquid.

The "troll warrior" of the holy class died in one blow.

Korsaro killed Lokarn at will, without stopping, driving the direhorn dragon to rush through the city gate and rampage in the city of Hazraik.

Behind him, the paladins swarmed in.

The city gate fell, and Hazraik was in chaos, but soon the Bloodspear trolls stepped forward to block it.

Korsaro's goal was the Hunting Temple on the top of the mountain. He had already passed the eyes and ears of the Thundercasting Heavenly Soldiers, and knew the terrain and route of Hazleik well.

He himself ran wildly down the street as an arrow, and the Sword of Dawn and the Divine Storm were released in turns.

Occasionally make up a Holy Shock.

Any troll enemy standing in front of or approaching, no matter how many or how strong, will be killed in a single encounter, either by being burned to ashes by the holy fire of light, or the corpse will be trampled into flesh by a direhorn dragon. , In short, there is no dead body.

Behind Corsaro, the paladins are also defending against the enemy's attack.

There are more and more bloodspear trolls.

However, they miraculously blocked it, and the paladins found that their comrades were always able to kill the enemy at the most critical moment and save their own lives.

These silent Chieftain Guard members do not have the power of the Holy Light, but they are strong, fast, and their reaction is far superior to them. No matter how many enemies come up, they will immediately chop them into pieces with a wave of their weapons and shoot them from a distance. The incoming arrow was also easily blocked.

Occasionally an attack fell on them, only causing minor wounds, which healed quickly.

The paladins were shocked.

But now is not the time to be surprised. They followed the chief and pushed the enemy all the way. Wherever they passed, corpses were left everywhere, and even the buildings were destroyed.

The sound of slaughter in the city of Hazraq is so loud that if you look down from the sky, you can see that the formation of a thousand paladins is like a long golden dragon, winding up the road around the mountain, destroying the enemies along the way, and leaving the mountain on the top of the mountain. The temple is getting closer.

After a while.

Korsaro slashed to death two high-level stalkers who attacked with an axe, and threw the Sword of Dawn, killing a high-level hunter riding a giant eagle in the sky, along with his mount, turning it into a sky full of Blood rain.

Along the way, he couldn't remember how many trolls he had killed.

There are dozens of high-level classes alone, the so-called "King of Hunters" and "Troll Warlords", and three of them died under the battle axe, and none of them could take a single blow from themselves.

Suddenly the eyes are empty.

Korsaro looked around and had already rushed to the top of the mountain. This was the highest point in Hazraq. The mountain was flattened, and there was a magnificent temple in the middle. The architectural style of the temple is quite different. There are many cruel pictures carved on the outer walls, revealing a primitive and **** atmosphere.

Temple of Urels, **** of the hunt!

In front of the temple, hundreds of elite trolls and high-level trolls are guarding the temple, and their leaders are four holy-level powerhouses.

Two hunter kings, a troll warlord, and a shaman.

Four trolls blocked the way.

Korsaro slowed down the direhorn, raised his right hand, and the paladins behind him also slowed down, crowding the other side of the temple square.

The direhorn has been charging for so long, all breathing heavily.

The two sides confronted each other hundreds of paces apart.

Corsaro observed each other. The four holy-rank trolls were obviously headed by the hunter king in the middle. They had undergone eight soul transformations, equivalent to the 25th level or above of human transcendents. They were very close to the next soul transformation. the strongest.

He is the chief of the Bloodspear tribe, whose name is Ma'kiel, and he is also the chief of the Headhunter tribe, with a higher status than the other two chiefs who control the city.

At this moment, Maguire's face was solemn.

He was dressed in fine leather armor, held a strong bow, and carried a spear. Behind him were powerful beasts that had followed him for many years. The strongest was a Gulaman war bear. He was huge and stood as tall as a house. Smashing huge rocks, with thick skin and flesh, has the potential to become a loa.

In addition, there is a peak forest giant eagle and a lightning leopard, and their strength is close to the troll warlord.

Except for himself, the rest of Hazraik's strongest came.

But Malkey didn't feel the slightest sense of security.

The troll warlords, hunter kings and shaman priests around him all had nervous expressions, and there was a hint of fear and retreat in their eyes.

They all saw what happened to Locan.

After Lokarn, there was a hunter king and a troll warlord each, and the results, without exception, were all to death.

Maguire immediately changed his strategy and let the most elite high-level trolls go to ambush, but in just a quarter of an hour, more than half of the high-level trolls in Hazraik City were killed, and the elite trolls were even more deadly and injured. Countless, but failed to stop the enemy's advance.

Even more frightening, the enemy was unscathed.

After paying such a high price, not even a scorching sun troll was killed.

The upper echelons of the Bloodspear tribe were immediately frightened, this scorching sun troll... his strength is stronger than Zurazabu!

Even God Loa did not have such a terrifying sense of oppression. After hundreds of steps, the breath emanating from the other party made the trolls feel suffocated.

This terrifying power is like a scorching sun that cannot be seen directly.

There was silence in the temple square, only the gasping sound of the direhorn.

Korsaro's eyes swept around, and finally fell on Maguire, and said in a stern voice: "Chief Maguire, the hatred between the Bloodspear Tribe and the Scorching Sun Tribe should be understood today."

Maguire glanced at the holy-order troll beside him.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Chief Korsaro, the Bloodspear tribe is willing to reconcile, but I don't know what price to pay?"

The enemies have all come to the Hazraike Temple, and they are not opponents at all. For the sake of the lives of the hundreds of thousands of Hazraike people, they can only surrender. This is the result of urgent negotiation between the four trolls of Ma'kiel, but the surrender is also conditional, and it is best to keep the hope of revenge.

"It's simple."

Korsaro made a request, "The Bloodspear tribe must do two things, destroy the Temple of the Hunt, and then convert all to the Lord of Radiance."

Malkiel's expression changed greatly.

Before he could respond ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the shaman next to him said angrily: "Impossible! The Bloodspear tribe has served the way of hunting for tens of thousands of years. Even if we die, we will never betray our lord... …”

"Then you go to die."

Corsaro had no intention of negotiating with the other party at all, and before he finished speaking, the figure disappeared on the back of the direhorn, turned into a ray of light, and instantly appeared in front of the four holy-order trolls on the opposite side, an overwhelming coercion shrouded the earth. Down, even the air freezes.

The four holy-rank trolls of Malkiel and the hundreds of temple guards around them were unable to move.

"Loa God!"

"This is the power of the **** Loa!"

The trolls shouted in their hearts, but it was too late to make any counterattacks. I saw Korsaro raised his battle axe in front of him, and the terrifying power of the Holy Light erupted, like a dazzling sun smashing heavily on the ground. , In an instant, the entire mountain top shook.

Holy Shock!