Chapter 353: The Avatar of Haka (Part 1)

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"High priest, what's wrong?"
"Be vigilant, Ubudala, an outsider is here!" Jamalan glanced at his apprentice with a gloomy expression, "Blow the horn and call our troll troops!"
"Yes!"
Ubud Dala immediately took off the horn hanging from his waist and blew his cheeks. The long horn sound echoed in the passage.
In stealth, Aristophane and the others heard the sound of the horn, and everyone except the wizard mage's complexion changed greatly. Alleria and Hawksbill had raised their longbows and aimed at the two. Troll priest.
"Aristophane, what shall we do?" Melin Sera asked nervously, looking at Ysera's scale in her hand.
"Wait first, we are not sure how many trolls there are here, and they dare to blow the trumpet under the green dragon's eyelids, don't you think it is strange?"
"You mean..." Melin Sera's eyes widened. "These trolls have controlled the green dragons?"
Before the words were over, there was a lot of noise in the passage behind the troll. A troll looked anxiously and ran to Jamalan's side: "Priest, there is something wrong with the six deacons!"
Gamalan did not answer, but glanced back and forth at the empty fallen sacred place, and at the same time his nose moved, and then a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I see, Lord Haka, those rats are still here!"
Then he took off the bone stick behind his back, chanted a spell, and then sprinkled a handful of blood-red powder from the backpack around his waist. The empty sacrificial hall was instantly stained with a strange red, and the corners appeared. A purple shield was stained with red powder sprinkled on it, making a "Zi" sound.
"Dwarves and pointed ears?" Gamalan asked the emerging Aristophanes in some strange common language, "Who are you? How dare you break into our sacred place!"
The elven mage proficiently used the troll language to answer him: "Who are you and why are you hiding here?"
"I am Jamalan, the priest Jamalan, the leader of the Atalai troll, with pointed ears. Why do you speak the troll language and have the accent of the Aman Empire?" Jamalan was stunned. In the passage behind him, a large number of trolls were lining up. They were wearing various green leather armors. Melin Sera recognized that they were dragon skins, and she couldn't help but squeeze the scales in her hand.
After the question, Gamalan moved her ears, as if she had heard some instructions, her face changed: "I know your lord!"
He waved his staff, and the red blood fell on the troll warriors behind him. Their size instantly expanded by half a circle, and their eyes were filled with red blood? Breathing became rapid.
"Atalais? Kill them and give them to the blood god, Lord Haka will reward us!"
"O!" Those trolls got the order and rushed to the five people instantly? One after another battle cry echoed in the hall? And a large number of heirs of Hakkar and Hydralisks surrounded Aristo under the control of Gamaran. Fen them.
"Hands!" Before the wizard mage's words fell, the blue and white arrows instantly hit the eye sockets of the two trolls rushing in front? After two low explosions, they fell without a word.
Madoran charged up to the nearest heir of Hakkar? Then she pressed her feet? The white thunder instantly controlled the surrounding snakes, Alleria and Hawksbill immediately turned to fire, sharp magic arrows and holy The arrow of light screamed the animals in the vertigo state
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"Arcane Black Hole!" The elf mage waved the cold of black sandalwood, and three white ice suddenly appeared in the middle of the group of trolls? Suddenly swallowed a dozen forward troll warriors? Their screams Interlaced with the sound of bones and flesh being crushed.
Nevertheless, the faster troll warriors had rushed to Madoran's body. They grinned and waved the white keel rods in their hands, smashing them towards the short creatures in front of them.
Madoran was hiding behind the shield. He calmly watched the sledgehammer that was smashed down quickly. With a slight movement of his wrist, he directly unloaded the troll’s hammer to the side. At the same time, the hammer in his right hand quickly swung horizontally, accompanied by a shock The sore bones shattered? The trolls that surrounded him collapsed screaming.
The dwarf princes then smashed their heads one by one, and white bones flew everywhere? Just then the trolls in the distance pulled the bowstrings in their hands? A large number of white bone arrows flew towards with a strange green light. Dwarf.
"Watch out!" Melin Sera waved her left hand instantly? The dark green vines instantly wrapped around the dwarf's body, and those arrows were directly bounced off.
"Thanks, Your Royal Highness!" Madoran yelled, and rushed directly into the troll.
Looking at the confined trolls, as well as the blood flowing and scattered corpses in the hall, Jamalan stretched out his hands towards the apprentice beside him, Ubud was stunned, and quickly removed the two sides of his waist. The wooden shield is painted with different patterns in oil paint.
The High Priest of Atalai took them, muttering words~EbookFREE.me~ and then sprinkled some colorful powder on them, and a cloud of purple flame suddenly appeared.
"Ogaar, come forward!" Gamalan called to the messenger just now. He hurried forward and bowed his head respectfully: "High priest."
"Hold these two shields blessed by voodoo to protect me, Ubud, and continue to blow the assembly horn. I will perform a grand blood sacrifice for our gods!"
The troll named O'Gall was equipped with these two shields. He felt two energies pouring into his body along his arms. O'Gall's body was inflated as if it were inflated, while Ubudala asked Gamaran with some worry: "But high priest, these people are not enough now..."
"So I let you blow the horn and continue to gather people!"
"...Yes!" Ubud Dala was stunned for a moment, understood Jamalan's thinking, and immediately picked up the horn on his waist and blew it again.
Looking at the troll massacred, Gamalan nodded in satisfaction, and then came under the cover of O'Gall to the bone surrounded by candles.
The high priest of Atalai didn’t care about the chaotic battlefield. He knelt there and lit the candles, large and small. The yellow light gradually illuminated the hall, and the troll warriors kept coming from the passage behind him. There was an influx and pounced on the elf mage and his party.
Aristophane didn't stop Gamaland from moving. On the contrary, he allowed those trolls to keep pouring into this sacrificial hall and quickly slaughtered these beast-like humanoids together with several others.
Although this is indoors, Aristophanes cannot use powerful celestial spells, but the three-headed ice snakes that sprang from the ground, the white missiles flying from the tip of the staff, and the ice ball spinning and emitting ice arrows are still there. It caused a lot of damage to those trolls with simple defenses, and the frozen and broken white and red blood blended together, covering the ground covered with moss.