Chapter 1258

Instead, there are empty streets and a thin layer of dust on top of magnificent buildings.

This team is walking slowly on the street of Zul Aman...

Under the leadership of the black-robed men, the team quickly came to a clearing in the center of Zul Aman...

On the four corners of the square, there are four giant troll statues with a height of more than ten meters...

That is the founder of the Zuaman Empire, the leader of the great first generation of the Zuaman Empire-Zuaman.

Uh-I know this looks strange, but trolls just like to name their empire after their own names. This can only be said to be the custom of trolls.

When the team came to this open space, the black-robed man waved his hand and said to his men in the language of the night elves: "Go, follow the things I explained at the beginning, and set it up!!"

"Yes, my lord!!"

A dozen subordinates bowed all together, and then walked around...

Although the female troll in the cage could not understand the language of the night elves, it did not delay her looking at the dozens of people with curious eyes as if they were on the ground, writing and drawing what was busy...

However, at this time a tall figure blocked her peeping gaze... it was not someone else, it was the man in black robes who led her.

"Are you interested in making a deal with me?"

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"Deal?" The female troll smiled mockingly: "I never knew what deal was negotiated in a prison car. Perhaps, this is the custom of your Long Ear Empire??"

In the face of the female troll's ridicule, the black-robed man didn't care at all. He laughed and said: "Before the transaction is concluded, you are still my slave, but... after the transaction is concluded, you can be free and become mine. Partner!"

Even though the black-robed people said that the conditions are so attractive, the female troll is still unmoved... "I am not interested in any transaction now... I just want revenge! The guy who destroyed our troll empire... …Thousands of broken corpses!!"

"This is really a good idea!!" The black robe man smiled slightly: "Because that is exactly one of our transactions!!"

After hearing the words of the black-robed man, the female troll hesitated for a while... asked: "Well, I am a little interested in this transaction now, tell me the content of the transaction!!"

"I know that you are a very rare reincarnation LOA sacrifice of the troll clan. Because of this... the chief of the Amani tribe will let your father raise his son... apparently, he is plotting the entire Burning Branch tribe. , But in fact, both you and your father know that he is plotting you!!" The words of the black-robed man suddenly shocked the female troll.

She didn't expect that the secret she had always kept, even the idiot who only knew that he obeyed his father's orders from Galanka would know it by the long ear in front of her.

"Who are you? Why do you know these secrets!!!"

"Haha..." Faced with Yarol's question, the black-robed man smiled slightly: "I am a magician, I listen to the existence of everything, your secret, in the eyes of some great beings, nothing... And that great existence happened to tell me this thing!!!"

Yarol stared at the black-robed man for a long time, and then slowly said: "Well, let's talk about your transaction content!!"

"Yes, a wise choice!!" The black-robed man smiled, and he said shiningly: "I will give you your freedom, and you...you are calling the ancestor spirits of your troll clan to help me deal with that Prince, how about You know...I can't wait to see him die right in front of me..."

"..." Yarol was silent...

She didn't know if she should believe the words of the black robe man, but - still that sentence, she had almost no choice now.

Not agree

She is still a prisoner, let alone revenge, it is estimated that she can't even protect herself.

and……

Yarol also firmly believes that if she is freed, the extremely powerful ancestor spirits summoned will definitely be able to wipe out the long ears who have kidnapped her. When the time comes, she will be free and move towards that The guy who destroyed the Zuaman Empire got revenge.

Thinking of this, Yarol nodded, "Deal...I will summon the ancestral spirits and help you destroy the guy who destroyed our country!!!"

"Then, I wish we have a happy cooperation!!" The black-robed man said, gently touching the iron fence with his hand, and instantly... the door of the prison car opened.

Yarol Shiran walked out of the prison car... She moved her body gently, in that small prison car... She was almost suffocated to death.

"Where are my things?" Yarol moved his body while looking at the black-robed man."Without those sacrificial vessels, I can't wake up the ancestral spirit of Zul Aman!!"

"It's all here!!" The black-robed man smiled and pointed to the bag hanging next to the prison car...

Yarol walked there unceremoniously and took out his sacrificial vessel from the bag.

A wooden mask inlaid with gold rims, various bone ornaments, and... a short dagger with a string of skeletons strung like an awl.

"I need to bathe and meditate for three days before I can summon the ancestral spirit!!" After Yarol put on his sacrificial vessel, Shi Shiran said.

"Of course, we have time, don't we?" The black-robed man said here, pointing to the surroundings... "There are empty rooms here for you to meditate... There is water in the swamp outside for you to bathe!! But... I I advise you not to think about running away, because I don’t know what will happen then!!"

"I won't run away!!" Yarol gave the black robe man a vicious look.

She hadn't killed these guys, how could she escape??

"It's better!" The black robe man smiled slightly...

In fact, he was very satisfied with the conditions of the female troll in front of him...Three days were enough for his men to draw those magic circles more delicately...

In this way, he has a little more confidence in implementing his plan.

Time passed day by day...

Three days passed in a flash.

The full moon is empty————

Yarol, who had completed her meditation, put on her sacrificial vessel and walked out of her temporary residence...

She walked to the square in the center of Zul Aman...

On the square altar in the middle, those people had already prepared sacrifices according to her wishes...

A giant bear, a giant crocodile, and a giant eagle...

These three sacrifices represent the three forms of Zuaman... Legend has it that as the pioneer of Zuaman’s empire, Zuaman was loved by the gods of Loa and bestowed him with three forms, making him a rival. The power of the gods...

Yarol, with a solemn expression, took a strange step and walked to the sacrifice, and then-picked up the dagger-like sacrifice in his hand, and killed the three living creatures in the order of bear, fish, and eagle... Then, he smeared their blood on his face...

Then, she began to provoke a very strange dance of prayer...

With her dance steps, the torches on the square turned into an incomparably green color...

As if at this moment, Nether descended on the world.

But the black-robed man who had been waiting and watching showed a smile...soon, his wish would be realized.

On the altar in the square, following the dance of Yarol...From the giant statues on the four corners, a dark blue figure flew out.

There was a figure of a giant bear, a figure of a giant crocodile, and a figure of a giant eagle... Finally, it was the figure of a troll.