What Jiang Jie saw was not a person, but a bat, a large bat with a wingspan of nearly ten meters!
In a sense, these priests who worship the Loa are a very mixed profession. They not only possess the healing and mental spells of Priest, but also the Polymorph of Shaman and the Animal Form of Druid.
Unlike Druid, these priests received the ability to transform into corresponding animals from the Loa through sacrifice. Without sacrifices, they would lose this ability. Furthermore, Troll priests had no concept of the Emerald Dream and no way to enter Emerald Dream.
The ancient Loa did not endow them with this ability.
Those guys are very pragmatic!
The high priest Jeklik before us is, in a sense, actually a bat Druid, well, another form of Druids of the Talon.
" Hir'eek, grant me the power of vengeance!"
With a roar, the giant bat activated "Silence" and flew towards Jiang Jie.
At the same time, swarms of small bats also flew over!
Countless bats hung upside down from the ceiling of this temple, a dark, swarming mass.
Upon hearing Jeklik's summons, they all flew out and surrounded Jiang Jie.
" The Southern Peak Sword, Hundred Transformations and Thousand Illusions, three thousand swords amidst the clouds and mist of Mount Heng!"
Jiang Jie sneered, emerging from his White Tiger Form. Holding the divine sword, he swung it fiercely, unleashing countless sword lights.
In an instant, amidst the sky filled with sword light, bats landed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with bats, a dark mass of them.
"Your turn!"
Jiang Jie sneered, then suddenly leaped to stand in front of Jeklik, enduring the " Psychic Scream " and " Mind Flay," and severed the giant bat's head with a single sword strike!
" The Western Peak Sword, Sword Splitting Mount Hua!"
With a flash of sword light, Jiang Jie lightly touched a bat with his toes and in the next moment he was already at the highest point of the temple.
" Hir'eek, don't forget your promise! Bat Form, I want it!"
Jiang Jie's gaze swept across the area, and he quickly located the second temple. He transformed back into White Tiger and charged towards it.
Five minutes later, at the temple of the spider god Shadra, the five-meter-tall giant spider lay dead, surrounded by concentric circles of millstone-sized poisonous spiders, all of them perished.
" Shadra, don't forget your promise! Spider Form, I want it!"
Jiang Jie sneered and ran wildly northward.
Four minutes later, he arrived at the temple of Hethiss and saw dead snakes everywhere. White Gorilla was sitting in the pile of snakes, a large club was thrown on the ground, and he was stuffing a dead snake into his mouth with one hand.
" Tsul'Kalu, we should go! What's so delicious about these dead snakes? I'll treat you to a feast of human and High Elf delicacies another day, all you can eat! Hethiss, don't forget your promise! I want the Venomous Snake Form!"
Without stopping, Jiang Jie sprinted toward the Altar of the Blood God at the very center.
"Wait for me!"
Upon hearing that there was something delicious to eat, the White Gorilla spat several times, removing the rotten snake meat from its mouth. Then it spat a few more times at the dead snake on the ground, looking utterly disgusted.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up the big stick and chased after it.
"It's over! Hakkar can no longer bind me, I am free! Bethekk, Arlokk begs for your forgiveness..."
High Priest Arlokk lay in a pool of blood, gazing at the fiery leopard before him, his eyes filled with pleading. " Bethekk, God of the Black Panther, please do not forsake me, I am willing to stay with you..."
"Your soul is mine, all the dead souls are mine, poor child."
A voice appeared in Arlokk's mind, followed by an illusion—an illusion of an ancient Troll god.
Bwonsamdi, the god of death and souls, got involved in this matter with ulterior motives!
He controlled all the Troll souls, and Hakkar's attempt to steal his souls naturally displeased him.
He was willing to start a war because only war could create more death and allow him to gain more souls.
Only by acquiring more souls will he become stronger.
It was through repeated wars that he, Loa who had been elevated by the death of Troll, became so powerful that he surpassed almost all other Loa.
As Bwonsamdi's voice rang out, the surrounding souls began to ascend, leaving their bodies and drifting toward Bwonsamdi.
" Bethekk, your sister Kilnara will become my new representative in the mortal realm; this is a reward for your loyalty. I'm sorry, your soul is not under my jurisdiction..."
Fire Leopard spoke, then turned to look south, towards the direction of the Altar of the Blood God: "Everything... should end! Troll are the shepherds of the Loa, Zul'Gurub is our pasture, and no one is allowed to trespass upon it!"
" Thekal, it's all over!"
Vol'jin drew his blade from a tiger's back, two streams of tears rolling down his cheeks. " Yenniku, your father has avenged you..."
" Hakkar can no longer bind me! I can finally rest in peace!" High Priest Thekal's soul rose, gradually dissipating and returning to Bwonsamdi: " Vol'jin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, Hakkar controlled me..."
" Hakkar is the real culprit!"
Vol'jin stood up and looked south. " The Altar of the Blood God must be destroyed! The cult of Hakkar must end!"
In the northwest corner of Zul'Gurub, at the Demon's Terrace, the Jin'do the Hexxer slowly collapsed, transforming into a coconut.
Not far away, Zanzil had already died and transformed into another coconut.
" Troll are thinking coconuts; coconuts, too, have souls." Zanza the Faceless Ones sighed, surprised that Jin'do and Zanzil had escaped.
Jin'do's dark magic even fooled him; what exactly is this guy trying to do?
"Forget it, as long as we eliminate all the Atal'ai Troll, there's nothing Jin'do can do." Zanza looked up towards the southeast. " Venkasa, let's go to the Altar of the Blood God! The Hakkar faith must end; the tragedy of the Gurubashi Empire must not be repeated!"
At the Altar of the Blood God, a giant, ten-meter-tall, multicolored Wind Serpent let out a shrill scream.
He lost five high priests, and the Jin'do the Hexxer and Zanzil. He could no longer directly control the other Troll, nor could he summon the Troll that had already flooded the city gates to protect him. All he could do now was summon his remaining servants and face those despicable invaders head-on!
" Ironblood, Lord of a Thousand Blades, Thunder King, Dreamweaver! Mandokir! Come to the altar immediately, your master is summoning you!"
"The master is calling!"
The Edge of Madness, a place teeming with countless mad souls, saw three of the most powerful mad Troll heed Hakkar's call, and dozens of mad souls, led by them, head towards the Altar of the Blood God.
Meanwhile, in another temple, Bloodlord Mandokir and follower of " Dubra'Jin, the God of Velociraptors," also heard Hakkar's summons.