(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [8/15])
At this moment when Burning Legion is about to invade the world, Vigilant vows to bring a Greater Demon to the flag.
His demigod battle with Eranikus almost permanently changed the terrain of Black Morass, especially Radiant Holy Spirit's fighting posture actually inherited and strengthened Sun Herald's AOE ability. The direct consequence was that Temple of Atal'Hakkar, which had mostly collapsed, was almost thrown into the "sun".
This temple is immersed in a lake named "Pool of Sorrow", but at this moment, the lake water is evaporating rapidly under the burning sun, and the temperature in the ruins of the temple is also rising rapidly, making the place look like a deadly steamer.
Lightforged are not afraid.
Their extreme affinity with Holy Light makes them almost immune to the light and heat of Holy Power Burning, but those cultists who hide here to hold conferences are in dire straits.
Not only do they have to withstand the increasingly deadly heat in the ruins collapsed by starship bombardment, but they also have to face the attacks of Light Weaver Warband. This is simply a hellish task.
Seeing that they were in desperate situation, some Shadow Council bastards had no guts and chose to surrender.
These are Azeroth locals recruited by Zuluhed. They believe that Holy Light Follower is kind and tolerant, and their morality will never allow them to kill surrenderers.
But the Lightforged guys are amused by these guys who are smart enough to surrender.
No, man!
We fought against demons before. Do you know how Army of the Light does things?
Do you understand everything about eradicating evil?
When the war started, Vigilant was very merciful by not allowing us to use "Light Burial"'s offensive and directly use "Solar Bombardment" against you.
Surrender?
No, it's Holy Light's business to forgive you, we are only responsible for sending you to see Holy Light!
So under the gaze of those desperate Warlocks and cultists, the Warriors of Army of the Lights almost did not hesitate to kill them. One round of Solar Storms swept over, and the temple floor was completely purified.
But what's weird about Temple of Atal'Hakkar is that there are five or six floors in this place including the basement. Although most of them have collapsed, there are still a large group of cultists gathered there in the more hidden lower floors and doing very evil things.
Most of them are Trolls.
A small number of them are Shadow Council Warlock who were pulled down from the upper ruins.
"Run! Stop chanting!"
A Fallen Arakkoa croaked and rushed down. When he saw the mysterious and gloomy Atal'ai Trollss, they were still praying and kneeling around a strange dark skeleton. He waved his paws anxiously and shouted:
"Lightforged The are coming! Gua, there must be a backdoor to this ghost place like yours, right? If you can still survive after being sealed by the green dragon for so long, there must be a secret passage, right?"
"Quiet!"
The magic master Jin'do, who was wearing a wooden voodoo mask, Gurubashi Trolls, scolded:
"The ancient and majestic Blood God is about to come! Its shadow will return to Azeroth, and its poisonous blood will kill Gurubashi's enemies! The fallen kingdom will eventually rise again."
"No, buddy, you can just lie to yourself!"
One Green Skins Warlock screamed:
"Do you know who is coming? It's Diakum! It's Light Butcher! So what if your evil god has been resurrected? It's just a waste of time! It's been so long, and it's still happening.
Take us to the secret passage quickly and let's run together!
Hurry up!
While Nightmare Tyrant is struggling to resist, Light Butcher gives us a chance to survive."
"Poof"
The words were very direct, and the Green Skins Warlock, which was very piercing to the lungs, was cut in half by the Troll Warblade that swept over him in the next second, which fully proved that those who do not understand the art of language will not survive long in Azeroth.
The soul of the guy who was splashed with blood still wanted to escape back to Soul Stone, but was pulled into the gloomy ritual that was running in front of him amidst the increasingly loud prayers of those Atal'ai Trolls.
Warlock, who was in the spirit state, finally saw the strange thing floating above the gloomy skeleton.
That's a weird big bloody Wind Serpent!
The latter was staring at him with greedy and sinister eyes. When Warlock's soul screamed, Wind Serpent opened its huge mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. The fresh soul gave it strength, and the blood flowing from the corpse was pulled towards the ancient bones.
"Hurry up!"
Soulflayer urges his followers:
"More souls, more blood, hurry up! The dangerous enemy is coming. Resurrect me, and I will take you away."
"Your Excellency Mandokir!"
Witch Doctor Jin'do heard the voice of the evil god, and the old Trolls made a cold gesture with his hand that only had three fingers.
So the Trolls lord who was driving the beautiful and mighty indigo War Raptor waved his sword, and the Trolls mad Warriors under his command also pulled out their battle axes and chopped down the frightened Shadow Council members one after another.
Dedicate their bodies and souls to the evil god who is approaching Material World.
Don't Trollss know that Lightforgeds are dangerous?
Of course they know!
The problem is that this temple has no secret exit for horse riding!
Do you understand that we are stuck here?
The only way in and out was destroyed by the Lightforgeds' starship bombardment. Now their heads are covered with dangerous Warrior of Lights. The only option left for them is to speed up the resurrection of Soulflayers!
Atal'ai Trolls This group of madmen who have believed in evil gods for thousands of years are extremely loyal to Hakkar. It is certain.
This group of ancient the Exiled can survive under the seal of the green dragon until now thanks to the protection of Hakkar, but Witch Doctor Jin'do and Bloodlord Mandokir is Gurubashi Trolls, and he is a noble Trolls. Summoning Hakkar is nothing more than trying to restore the past glory of the Gurubashi Kingdom with the help of the evil god.
They want to take advantage of the opportunity of the war between humans and Green Skins to take the entire southern Northern Stranglethorn into their hands, and expand outward to restore the ancient territory of the kingdom. You must know that the location of Stormwind was once the ancestral homeland of Gurubashi Trolls!
But between the rise of the kingdom and his own life, smart Trolls knows which one to choose.
"Bwonsamdi, don't take me away! Bwonsamdi, take me out of this desperate situation."
On the surface, Witch Doctor Jin'do leads Atal'ai Trolls in calling for the return of Soulflayer, but in fact, in his heart he is madly calling for the death of Trolls.
Death is the domain of Bwonsamdi. If it can get the favor of the God of Death, it may be able to survive and escape back to the warm city of Zul'Gurub today.
Not only Jin'do, but also Bloodlord Mandokir, who was wearing a bloody battle helmet and looked extremely majestic, was also calling Bwonsamdi in his heart to help him quickly.
Trollss have this virtue!
They have Azeroth the most complex beliefs among all races, but they are the least religious race in the world.
When Trollss need strength, they will sing praises to Rezan, when they need to hunt, they will send sacrifices to Gonk, when they want to do bad things, they will pray to Shadra to give them the power of conspiracy, and when they encounter death threats, they will naturally pray to Bwonsamdi.
However, the group Loa God gains power based on the element of "faith", so the ungrateful Trolls and the Loa who need faith get together like a bastard looking at mung beans.
The overt and covert battles among Loa Gods for faith are very fierce, and the ambitious Trollss are still eager to Backstab their own masters to seize their The demons themselves pretend to be Loa, which leads to the fact that in the context of the Troll Empire's continuous decline, the survival situation of Loas is also precarious.
But Bwonsamdi is an exception.
After Bwonsamdi completed its ascension to become Loa, its strength has been at the forefront of Loa God.
The reason is very simple. Trolls may not eat, may not pursue fame and wealth, or even have worldly desires, but they will always encounter danger. In the face of death, praying for Bwonsamdi's mercy is what all Trolls will do.
Such as now
"Uh-huh-huh, I don't usually burn incense, but you let me stand up when something happens? You really think you're smart, don't you? Gurubashi's Jin'do!"
Bwonsamdi's cold voice surrounded Witch Doctor's ears, like the breath of death, making Jin'do's hair stand up, and his back became wet.
Trolls The god of death scolded:
"It's okay if you don't believe in me, but you secretly participated in the plan to resurrect Soulflayer! Soulflayer soul-eating shows its power. Every time it swallows a soul, old Bwonsamdi's the Other Side loses a piece of its power!
Thief!
Whose money do you think you are stealing?"
"I was wrong, the great and kind Bwonsamdi."
Jin'do screamed in his heart:
"I am also looking for a way out for the future of the Gurubashi Trolls kingdom. The Loa we worship have become increasingly weak in recent years. They are stubbornly unwilling to participate in the war between humans and Green Skins.
What a great opportunity for expansion. Lord Mandokir and I just want to lead our people to embrace glory!
I have no intention of sincerely worshiping Hakkar. I know it is a lunatic who craves blood, but its Blood Plague is indeed a very good war tool.
I pray to you, Bwonsamdi, don't take me away today!
Let me live!
I will contact Darkspear Tribe immediately after I return to Zul'Gurub. They are all your believers. I will promote them in the Gurubashi Kingdom so that your shrine can be placed in the most conspicuous position in the city to receive more worship."
"Humph, you are of some use."
Bwonsamdi actually doesn't care about Jin'do's betrayal.
This is so common in Trolls that it's not worth getting angry about. The God of Death said in a long voice:
"Zandalar Empire has just received the praise from Star Soul Lord. You two idiots are going to embarrass us in front of the foreigners. Oh, you are so helpless!"
Go ahead.
Summon Hakkar into Material World, and destroy the last group of believers who left it in Azeroth. The "Debt Collector" I hired will naturally deal with this arrogant and arrogant fool.
You two, please listen to me clearly, your life is rewarded to you by old Bwonsamdi.
Dark Prophet Zul has Grand Plan, and we need Gurubashi Trolls to send out men, a powerful enough army. You must prepare quickly and well, and wait for orders.
In addition, Darkspear Tribe's Shadow Hunter Sen'jin and its youngest son Vol'jin are "God Chosen" that I value very much. I think they should hold high positions in Zul'Gurub, understand?"
"I understand! I understand so well."
Jin'do responded in his heart:
"As soon as Lord Mandokir and I returned, we killed a few disobedient lords, and then made a fuss and beat us, and welcomed Darkspear Tribe back into the arms of the Gurubashi Kingdom. We Gurubashi Kingdom is not qualified to worship the "Royal Loa", but when you grow old, you will be the "Royal Loa" of all Stranglethorn Vale Trollss.
Yes!
As long as Lord Mandokir and I survive."
"Let's do something, old Bwonsamdi is watching."
Trolls, who felt comfortable being licked, snorted, and then turned into a cold wind. Dispersion In the shadow, the eyes of Jin'do under the mask looked at Bloodlord not far away.
With almost no need for verbal communication, the two exhausted Trolls nobles immediately understood what needed to be done most now.
"Prophet Jammal'an!"
Witch Doctor Jin'do turned around and shouted:
"Didn't you hear the sound coming from above your head? The crazy Warriors of Holy Light are approaching. At the current speed, we can't summon the powerful Soulflayer!
Quick!
Let the Trolls under your command ignite that Blood Plague Spirit Fire for the great Soulflayer Consecration self.
Only when Soulflayer returns to Material World can we possibly leave alive!"
After saying that, before the leader of Atal'ai Trolls could make a decision, Bloodlord had already raised his knife and started dragging the devout and crazy Atal'ai to the ceremony venue, bleeding them and sacrificing them.
However, these guys have believed in Hakkar in the Sealed Land for thousands of years, and some of them are fanatic believers. It is not a difficult choice for them to devote themselves to their gods.
There was even a fanatic Trolls who screamed and threw himself into the bloody flames in front of him. Not long after, Atal'ai Trolls, who was kneeling here, was killed with a knife. One-third, the effect is remarkable. After devouring the blood and soul of the believer, the soul body of Soulflayer, which was trapped between World of Death and the real world, attached to its ancient skeleton with a roar.
The body made of bones flapped its bone wings as if it had gained life, and the fossilized bones kept colliding with each other, making harsh sounds.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
Soulflayer is very hungry, Soulflayer is very thirsty.
The most important thing is that Soulflayer noticed that the hot Holy Light was approaching, and it needed strength to resist the danger.
So amidst Bwonsamdi's weird laughter, and under the constant coercion of Witch Doctor Jin'do and Bloodlord, more Atal'ai Trolls were forced to "Consecration" themselves. The flesh and blood of the deceased were devoured in an instant and turned into dried skeletons.
The fresh flesh and blood continuously rotated around the cold skeleton Wind Serpent in the air. Under the illumination of four Spirit Fire, Soulflayer's body was quickly covered with fresh tendons and blood-splattered scales.
When Lothar drove the powerful Lightforged War Mech and led a team of Lightforged to smash the wall and rush in, what greeted them was a huge Wind Serpent that had been fully resurrected.
This guy stood on top of large swaths of corpses, with bright red dazzling scales all over his body, just like the color that represents danger among beasts. It stared at the "sacrifice" delivered to the door with its cold eyes, and let out a piercing scream, letting the deadly Blood Plague spill on these Holy Light warriors.
Holy Light is very powerful! But so what?
The strength depends on the bravery of the user!
These Lightforgeds are obviously not that good in the eyes of an evil demigod. His own Blood Plague will take away their lives, and their souls created by the holy Lightforging will become the blood food he desires most!
"Die!"
Soulflayer screamed at this moment.
"Die!"
Bwonsamdi also let out an excited shout at this moment when seeing someone's misfortune.
It no longer even concealed its existence, allowing Soulflayer to clearly hear the voice of its "creditor".
Hakkar is also a "thousand-year old".
The moment he learned that Bwonsamdi was peeping, he realized something was wrong, and turned around to run into the shadows, but the next second the hot Holy Light burst out in this dark place, like a dazzling Sunflare that repels all the darkness.
Diakum flashed into the arena with War Authority: Muster, holding Phase Barrier, and built Divine Edict: Barrier in a sacred defense posture, casting a thick Holy Light barrier to resist the poisonous blood full of Blood Plague.
He saw Hakkar retreating in front of him.
While striding forward with the Broken Ashbringer wrapped with Holy Light lightning, he also heard the scream of Old Anzu:
"Wind Serpent? Why does Azeroth also have Wind Serpent? Damn Wind Serpent! I hate Wind Serpent! I hate all monsters that look like Sethe. Hey, Diakum, can I eat it after you burn it to death?"
"Eat less highly toxic stuff like this. Hakkar is much more dangerous than Sethe. A single bone of this guy can poison an entire city."
Diakum shook his head and said:
"It's bad enough that Magic Plague is running rampant now. I really don't want Polluter to master the more terrifying Blood Plague. But I can give you the purified bones of Hakkar to decorate your bird's nest."
"Hey, Old Anzu knows you are the most generous guy."
Midnight Raven God screamed:
"In order to repay your generosity, Old Anzu tells you two pieces of news. First, Goldrinn responded to me. Second, Eska that traitor has something terrible in his hands. Something from Sea of Darkness, Old Anzu heard it calling the guy "Xal'atath" with his own ears!"
"Very well, this means a lot to me, thank you."
Diakum nodded, and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the screaming Hakkar. Soulflayer saw Vigilant for the first time, but it immediately realized that this was not a scary person that it could afford to offend.
It screamed and tried to negotiate terms, but unfortunately, Diakum's higher personal morality did not allow him to betray the contract.
Bwonsamdi paid for the bounty on Hakkar's life. If he accepted the bounty, he had to complete the vote.
In the background of Holy Light punishing the evil god, Lothar drove his "Light Gundam" and was about to blast the Trollss in front of him with powerful heavy artillery, but suddenly saw Jin'do and Mandokir betraying them on the spot.
In the shocked gaze of Lothar, those two shameless guys severely Backstab the poor prophet Jammal'an, Gurubashi under Bloodlord Crazy Warrior rushed into Atal'ai Trolls like a wolf and killed the last believers of Soulflayer in Mortal realm with the sword.
"Hey, that half-bald human over there. You are Anduin Lothar, right?
When you and your two brothers got into trouble at Stranglethorn Vale, I was the one who led the people to hunt you down. You have to thank old Jin'do for showing mercy at that time.
In short, you are one of our own! Don't shoot!"
Witch Doctor Jin'do, whose mask was still stained with blood, lifted the head of prophet Jammal'an and shouted to Lothar:
"Lord Mandokir and I are lurking among these cultists under the orders of Bwonsamdi, in order to cooperate with you inside and outside to execute Soulflayer completely here!
Look!
Soulflayer The last believers were tricked to death by us, and Hakkar that scourge will never be able to enter this world again!"
"That's right, that's right."
Bloodlord Mandokir also shouted:
"Soulflayer's Blood Plague will kill everyone. It is a terrible threat to all lives in the Eastern Continent! Now that the devil is about to invade, we are inspired by the great Loa to take risks and make a contribution to the peace of the mainland.
You're welcome!
This is what we peace-loving Gurubashi Trolls should do. Now that the culprit has been eliminated, we should leave. We can leave, right?"