Chapter 346

It takes courage to drive into a sea covered with fog.

Before riding on a flying horse, I didn't feel anything, but after I really got into it in a relatively slow boat, the hearts of the whole boat, except for the heartless and sleepy viku people, could not help but lift up.

Imagine that the place with less than 2 meters of visibility around is full of thick white and cyan fog. The thick fog is like a curtain hanging from the sky. The thick fog almost presses on everyone's heart. The boat is like sailing into a land of time solidification. There is no sound except the sound of oars sliding.

It's just a shallow scene.

Three hours later, everyone has entered the real core of the fog. During this period, the fog and the surrounding sea seem to have taken off the veil of tenderness, showing the dangerous and naked side in front of everyone.

I don't know when the sunken sailboat lies quietly under the water. The sea here is surprisingly clear. You can see the bottom of the sea at a glance, but it is for this reason that everyone is thrilled.

The paladin looked down and saw that a white bone in military uniform was connected to the chain and was bound in the sunken cabin below. In the wave of the sea, the washed white bone was floating strangely in the water. Lao Chen just looked at it and held the side of the ship tightly with his claws. The hard wood was pinched and rattled by him.

Dick looked back and saw that old Chen's eyes were closed. It seemed that he did not dare to look at the white bone decoration carefully. Moreover, with the shaking of the boat, the body of the panda warrior monk began to shake strangely. It seemed that he could fall into the sea at any time.

"Old Chen!"

Dick yelled, and put his left hand on Chen's shoulder. With the power of order, the eyes of the panda warrior monk immediately opened, and the whole person gasped as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. He stepped back and sat down in the middle of the boat. His flurried body didn't look like an epic warrior monk at all.

Ignoring other people's surprise, Dick half knelt down in front of the lost Panda Man and slapped the panda in the face. This blow made Lao Chen's cheek swell up immediately, but he was also a little bit revived. He looked at Dick blankly, who grabbed him by the shoulder and said in a loud voice,

"Old Chen, tell me, what do you see?"

"I... I, I saw Lili, she's in the sea... She..."

There was a glimmer of clarity in Lao Chen's eyes. He shook his head hard, then rubbed his forehead,

"Er... It's some kind of power that has affected me. I'm sorry."

Dick patted old Chen on the shoulder and looked at the others,

"See? This is our first difficulty

Other people sitting on the boat felt the air around them a little chilly. In the quiet fog, it seemed that something strange was peeping at them.

"What's that?"

Valera seems not to care about playing with the dagger in her hand, but from her slightly close to the bear skin's body, we can see that the assassin is also afraid.

Dick took a look at her,

"Use your emotions to influence your opponents, mysterious demons, filth left by ancient gods in this land. Cheer up, brothers."

As soon as Dick's words came to an end, gavindt, a viku, opened his eyes. The beast, who had been dozing, raised his head and made a silent gesture towards the others. He listened for a few seconds and pointed to the East,

"There! There are people fighting there! A lot of them! "

As soon as Dick's eyes brightened, Darth, the Dragon man, grabbed the oars, changed his direction, and drove in the direction of gavinson's stroke.

At this time, in the fog, there is indeed a crazy fight is happening.

Against both sides, it's a human Navy that has been completely disorganized, and some... Trolls.

On this not so big island, the fog is rarely dispersed, and the blood has soaked the beach. It seems that the fight has been going on for a long time, but it is surprising that what should have been a brutal troll is the form of defense in this case, and the weak human actually has the upper hand.

But it seems that those human actions are not so normal. More than a dozen people are kneeling on the beach and crying heartbroken, while the other 20 or so guys are red eyed and charging towards the troll with weapons. Behind them, they are full of blood and stumps. The smell of blood is disgusting.

And the whole scene makes people feel numb.

"Sacrifice Lord, those people are coming! Shall we kill it? "

The robust Troll warrior twitches the spear in his hand and seems to be suppressing his bloodthirsty desire. Facing the old Troll who is sitting on the stone and wearing a very strange and tedious priestly robe, the warrior who is covered with oil looks very respectful.

The old troll is very old. From time to time, he shows his thin arms outside his robes, which are full of complex and mysterious magical patterns. He looks up slightly, looks at the human soldiers who are like ghosts, and sighs,

"Don't get entangled with them, and join with jalak as soon as possible. We have more important things to do. These soldiers and I once fought against Qila together in cilisus. They should not die here, let alone in our hands. Just wait. "

"But your highness, if they attack like this, we will lose!"

The troll warrior was a little stunned. He didn't understand the meaning of sacrifice. Until a few seconds later, the human sailors who were more than ten meters away from the troll's position screamed and killed each other. In this scene, the troll warrior was horrified. It wasn't luring the enemy. He saw with his own eyes a sailor stabbing a waist knife into another guy's abdomen, And the guy who was stabbed, as if he didn't feel the pain, still wielded the long halberd in his hand.

It's like a bunch of guys whose hearts are controlled!

"Miso"

A light of a knife pierces the fog and appears at the side of the troll sacrifice. Valera almost clings to the shadow of the troll warrior and knocks him unconscious with the handle of the knife. Her fierce voice rings behind the old troll,

"What did you do to them? Troll, unlock your evil spell

This sudden sound made the troll warriors who were defending in front of them find something bad. They immediately rushed towards Valera. These trolls were bigger and stronger than the trolls in other parts of Azeroth, and they were wearing wooden armor, unlike other trolls.

"Back off!"

"Come back, Valera!"

An old scold and a low command almost sounded at the same time. Dick came out of the fog with other people. The high elf assassin reluctantly let go of the old troll. In just a few seconds, she had discovered the strangeness of those human sailors.

It doesn't look like a troll's spell.

However, the high elves' disgust for trolls made Valera not intend to apologize. In fact, in the current situation, there is no need to apologize.

The old Troll trembled and stood up. He looked at dick with bright eyes. Dick also looked at him. The latter had a strange expression on his face. He waved his hand. Other people behind him bypassed the troll and rushed towards the cannibalistic human sailors. The troll could not care about the life and death of these human beings, but Dick and others could not.

The paladin himself went to the old troll, hesitated for a moment, and embraced the old Troll gently.

Golaya rolled his eyes at Dick and said with a smile,

"Your companion looks very irritable. In this place, irritability will kill her. You have to watch her."

Dick said in a low voice instead of an expression,

"I know to deal with the elder of goraya, it's not good to rely on Valera's dagger. To tell you the truth, elder of Zandala, I'm curious, why are you here? The troll Council, which is held once every six years, seems to be about to be held. Should people like you be here? Who do you represent? King rastaha? Or the dark prophet zur? "

Goraya didn't even lift his eyelids, as if nothing could wake him up from this sleepy state,

"Is it appropriate to say this in this place?"

Dick takes a step back. He takes a look at the human sailors who have been forcibly separated by Darth and gavinson, or who have been directly beaten down, and nods.

"Well, elder goraya, you owe me an answer."

With that, Dick walked quickly to those absolutely abnormal sailors. Anweina sat on his shoulder and grimaced at goraya. Although she was an Elemental creature, she had lived in Quel'Thalas for thousands of years and inherited some habits of the high elves.

For example, hate trolls.

The old Troll didn't care. He sat on the stone again and entered the special state of meditation. The troll warrior was close to him. Where Dick didn't notice, golaya's eyes were full of alert when he looked at gavinson.

ROA's will tells him that the human... No, it's not human, that creature, can definitely kill him before his soul is out of body. In the absence of jarac, who is better at hand-to-hand combat, goraya knows that it's not suitable to confront Dick now.

And maybe there's no need for conflict.

The old Troll's mouth lit up a smile, then closed his eyes, and continued to communicate with God loa.

"What's the matter with them? It's like being controlled by some kind of malice! "

When Dick entered the battlefield, his brow was wrinkled by the strong smell of blood. With a bamboo pole in his hand, Lao Chen suppressed the crazy general Taylor on the ground and turned to look at Dick. Everyone's eyes were on the paladin, who took off the leather glove of his left hand and rolled up his sleeve, revealing the silver fist.

"They are the same as you, but you are much luckier than them."

Dick took a look at old Chen and the beach that had been occupied by the laughing death. There was a trace of regret in his eyes, but fortunately, there was no Antoine or Lili. It seemed that they had left before the disaster.

"Back up!"

The paladin said that everyone except Lao Chen stepped back silently. Although I don't know what's going on in this strange and numbing situation, it's absolutely the best way to listen to Dick now.

When Dick's silvery left hand touched the beast like brigadier general Taylor's forehead, the resolute soldier uttered a pitiful wail. The silvery light seemed to have his own will. After a slight vibration, black smoke came out of Taylor's ears, nostrils and mouth, in the whistling sound, In the air above Taylor's head, it converged into an indescribable monster.

The black smoke rolled continuously, but it gathered into a solid body. It was a chaotic demon with black and white bone spurs all over its body, floating tentacles of the same color on its head, seven angry eyes on its face, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth.

Under the head are two big claws, which are also made up of black smoke. They are shaking. However, just at the moment of its formation, a silver lightsaber cuts off. Before the black smog creature can roar, it will melt into the sky like a snowflake in summer.

Dick looked into a coma, a calm face, happiness, such as general Taylor just climbed out of hell, under the eyelids, is an extremely complex vision.

"Angry spirit..."

Not far away from him, the scene just happened also completely fell into goraya's eyes. Although the old Troll's face was still calm, in the deep of his eyes, a touch of horror had exposed his thoughts.

Dick... This mysterious guy can melt evil spirits so easily!