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Revealed, the Mystery of World of Warcraft Chapter 24: Night Attack Troll Tribe

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    When Li Mo saw what appeared in Montreal's hands, his hidden pupils shrank suddenly.  Rotten Limb (Identified by Recruiter No. 1666) The external structure of this limb has been severely weathered. It can only be seen from the rough outline. This may be the limb of a certain kind of insect that was extinct in ancient times.  Identification description: The insect guard of the ancient Qiraji Empire was killed by the witchcraft of ancient trolls. Even after tens of millions of years, the corpse is still lingering with the smell of vicious witchcraft.  Usage effect: It has a great hatred and attraction effect on the trolls.  Montreal didn't notice that when he took out this rotten limb, Li Mo's skin hidden under the clothes suddenly appeared densely packed with root blood vessels, but it was only fleeting, and the subtle changes in aura were considered to be conscripts.  There was no time to capture it.  "I bought this from a recruiter who once entered Zul'Farrak. It can be used to deal with the monsters raised by the trolls." Montreal's method is very simple. If it is really besieged by a large number of monsters,  Just throw this item out to temporarily divert the hatred of the monsters and even the trolls, and then take the opportunity to break out.  However, if you throw this prop away, don't try to pick it up again. In other words, you only have one chance. If you can't rescue the key plot characters of the mission before being surrounded by trolls, then this chance can only be used to escape by yourself.  .  "A recruiter who has entered Zul'Farrak? Didn't you get any useful information from him?" Yang Zheyi asked quickly after hearing this.  Montreal showed a wry smile and explained: "Of course, I actually know that Zul'Farrak's trolls have the ability to raise Warcraft. It was also the information that the recruiter sold to me. Together with this item,  I paid a huge price." Yang Zheyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Montreal carefully, as if trying to tell whether he was lying from his expression.  Seeing Yang Zheyi's unabashed suspicion, Montreal felt angry and angry in his heart. However, due to Li Mo's powerful combat power, he did not dare to show even a trace of his strange thoughts.   A slightly thin man stood on a raised sand dune in the desert, with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance. His slightly squinted eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the dark night and see everything thousands of miles away, under the howling cold wind.  It gives people an irresistible strength.  Without any warning, there were ripples in the night. By the time everyone reacted, a figure wearing tight-fitting black clothes had appeared, looking like he had traveled through time and space from the night.  Montreal, who stood stiffly behind Li Mo, looked at the bayonet emerging from the shadows, with a look of surprise in his eyes. This ghostly ability that people cannot see through is nothing more than a magic weapon for someone who is also an expert in agility.  Even he thought he couldn't contend with the death's scythe.  "A troll tribe, numbering about 30 people. Among them is an old shaman, who is probably a low-level legendary creature." Bayonet's cold voice reported the information found in a concise and comprehensive manner.  After Li Mo heard the words, he winked at his companions. Charon immediately understood. He let out a low roar in his throat and suddenly rushed out. His strong body was looming under the moonlight. In the moment when a shadow passed by, his whole body was directly  He transformed into a werewolf and rushed towards the troll tribe with a violent aura.  Everyone in the pinnacle team has cooperated countless times in the trials of life and death. Almost at the same time as Charon made his move, others also entered the fighting state and followed closely behind. Among them, the one who launched the first attack was Ya Kelitu, a member of the team.  The only remote exporter.  , suddenly exploded when it reached high altitude, and countless bright lights scattered everywhere, illuminating the dim troll tribe clearly.  In an instant, the originally peaceful troll tribe seemed to explode. A dozen quick-reacting trolls roared out of the animal skin tent with cruel voices and rushed towards the direction of the movement without fear.  .  Bang!  A troll rushed out of the camp with an ax in hand. Before he had time to see the enemy clearly, he was knocked away by a powerful force. His body made a cracking sound of bones cracking in the air and crashed into the burning bonfire.  Let out a miserable cry.  Charon was like an irrational beast, rampaging without any rules, throwing the troll camp into chaos. All the trolls who dared to stop him were hit by the terrifying force until their muscles and bones were broken, and some were even torn apart directly.  into pieces.  The night in the desert was colder than the day, but at this moment, all the trolls suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped infinitely out of thin air.? times, so much so that they had long been accustomed to the coldness of the desert night, and they couldn't help but shiver at this time.  No one noticed that a layer of ice crystals had condensed on the surface of the fine sand under their feet.  "Blizzard!" Dut stood on the sand dune with his staff in hand, his eyes flashing with blue magic light. Under his control, the ice condensed in the air was like sharp arrows, forming murderous arrows from the sky.  The murder weapon. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The remaining trolls, who were slow to react, just ran out of the tent and were hit by ice picks falling from the sky. The ice picks penetrated into the body and made a muffled sound.  YANOTBE touch CKIN'US, YAMAGICADDICTEDTOAD!  (Troll language) Each of these trolls had more than 200 health points, and they became even more bloodthirsty and violent under the stimulation of pain. Each one of them reached out with red eyes and pulled out the ice pick from their body, and then roared.  Rush towards the enemy.  "Do it!" Montreal reacted a little slower. Seeing Dutt taking action so quickly, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore. After shouting to his companions, he used his speed to the extreme and rushed into the troll tribe first.  Montreal's own strength cannot be underestimated, and his companions are not weak either. Arrows and magic bullets were released one after another, bombarding the first group of trolls to rush out of the camp.  This troll tribe only has about 30 people, and most of them are desert trolls with ordinary combat power. The strength of Montreal and Dutt's recruits is enough to defeat them. At this time, coupled with the power of the peak team, it is really  It feels like killing a chicken with a bull's-eye, and the situation is completely one-sided.  Charon raised a troll with one hand. The troll roared and struggled, but it was unable to shake the terrifying power at all. Charon roared and tore the troll in half, burning hot.  Organs and blood were splashed all over his face, making his werewolf body even more hideous and terrifying.  At this moment, a clay pot was suddenly thrown out. The pot broke and pungent and fishy liquid splashed.  The bright silver hair on Charon's body could not be contaminated even by blood, but these fishy liquids stuck to his body like tarsal maggots, and continued to spread, viciously eroding every cell in his body.  Charon felt his body suddenly weaken, and the parts contaminated by the smelly liquid stung even more, as if countless bugs were devouring his flesh and blood.  Although Li Mo didn't take action, he was always paying attention to the changes on the field.  When Charon was plotted, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly bloomed with a frightening light.  " Wandering around in the chaotic battlefield, the bayonet that harvested life like a ghost suddenly stopped, and then took a step forward, strangely blending into the darkness.  An old troll wearing an animal skin vest with evil patterns painted on the exposed skin appeared on the battlefield at some point. Its yellowed teeth grinned cruelly, and as it muttered words, it held hands in its hands.  The bone staff began to emit a dark light.  The dark light of the bone staff embodies extremely evil power. If you get closer, you can even faintly hear the mournful screams of the dead. At the moment when the evil witchcraft of the bone staff has accumulated to the extreme and is about to explode, a short sword appears without warning.  , chopped on the shaman's finger holding the bone staff.  Click!  The sharp point of the dagger cut off the old fingers, and finally fell on the bone staff, causing metal sparks to burst out.  The hand holding the dagger with the bayonet moved along, cruelly leaving a horrific gap in the shaman's hand.  The shaman screamed in pain, unable to hold the bone staff in his hand and fell to the ground, and the evil witchcraft that had been accumulated to the extreme came to an abrupt end.  The shaman's eyes were bloodshot and red, and he was chanting a spell. In the next moment, a shadow arrow suddenly shot out from the palm of his other hand.  The bayonet did not hesitate to fight at all. When the shaman chanted the incantation, he pulled away and flew back, using the ghost's speed to the extreme. The shadow arrow grazed the hem of his clothes and fell on the ground, corroding a huge hole.  Seeing that his blow failed, the shaman roared angrily. He reached out to pick up the bone stick and prepared to chant the spell again. But as soon as he lifted the bone stick, a wisp of milky white spider silk suddenly shot out and wrapped around it.  Before Man could react, he felt an irresistible force coming from him, and his whole body was dragged directly.  The shaman's withered body rubbed and collided on the sand, while screaming and struggling. It was dragged for an unknown distance and finally stopped. Just when it was about to get up, a foot suddenly stepped on it.  On the body, a click was heard, and the entire waist was trampled into an abnormal shape.  The shaman's red eyes almost bulged out of pain, and he turned aroundIt wanted to see the enemy clearly, but what appeared in its eyes was a fist, and it kept getting closer and bigger.  Boom!  The ground of the entire troll tribe jumped, and most of the crazy trolls were awakened by the sudden loud noise. When they subconsciously looked in the direction of the movement, they saw a scene that frightened them.
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