Ye Ting said this in Zandalar, which is the language of trolls. Hearing his words, except for Dakara who knew the truth, the other trolls panicked.
They had never seen such a powerful warrior in Zuaman before, mastering the power of God Loa. The presence of several half beasts and half trolls in front of them was the incarnation of God Loa in their eyes. Now they are reminded by Ye Ting. , They began to doubt the supernatural warrior in front of them.
Seeing this scene, Ye Ting went one step further.
"Malakas, do you know why the once glorious Amani troll can only survive in the ruins of this empire, and is even now forced to this point by us?"
"What are you...what are you trying to say?" Malakas's face grew gloomy and unhappy.
However, Ye Ting was not prepared to respond to him. Instead, he said loudly: "Although your trolls have been brilliant for thousands of years, how have you changed today compared to thousands of years ago? No! Not at all! No matter it is huge The troll empire is still a tribe with a small population today. You will always maintain a savage, cruel and **** civilization. You still treat others viciously, and you treat yourself viciously. You still feed on people and sacrifice by people. Such you Will stand still forever, and eventually be surpassed by other races-whether it is you, the sand trolls of Zul'Farrak, the jungle trolls of Zul'Gurub, the frost trolls of Zul'Dak, or praise Those'civilized people' in Dara."
"Really? Is this your conclusion?" Malakas exasperated and shouted loudly: "Is this the reason you shameless latecomers occupy our former territory and wipe us out?"
"Yes, you are right." Ye Ting just nodded indifferently to Malakas's doubts, "For the trolls, we are indeed all latecomers. However, any other trolls are fine. You can only accuse us like this. From what stand did you say this? I swear that the blood of the troll on my hand is less than one percent of yours! I have seen the deep resentment and hundreds of troll souls lingering on your Loa warrior. In order to deceive your gods and extract their power, you must have paid a lot of sacrifices. You are the spokesperson of Bonsandi (the troll's death)!"
"You... lie!" How could Malakas admit this fact in front of his compatriots-although the sacrifices in the past were all fire sacrifices, it is different from the present. Such living sacrifices don't consume much life of the trolls , Far less than one percent of the Luoa divine power ritual.
"Since you don't admit it, let them see for themselves!"
After Ye Ting said, he pointed his wand at the temple.
In the next moment, the walls and domes of the temple made of rocks gradually weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye under the spell of fossilized sand, and then turned into large tracts of gravel, and finally collapsed.
After uncovering all this, the altar in the temple and the abyss of worship under the altar were all exposed to everyone.
The miserable situation in the abyss, even like Ye Ting's side, the Windrunner sisters who have experienced battles like steel, and have hatred of the troll body could not help but move their eyes away and couldn't bear to look straight.
The troll remnants in front of the temple were even more confused.
Chapter 0490 Blood Sacrifice
The temple collapsed under the spell of fossilized sand, and the tragic situation in the abyss surrounding the altar was finally exposed to the world.
This also allowed Ye Ting, the Windrunner sisters, and many alliance commanders who arrived later to truly understand the **** sacrifice scene of the primitive and barbaric race of the troll.
Even if they were opponents, seeing this scene, they felt exceptionally miserable in their hearts, and they felt afflicted in their hearts.
No way, the scene in front of me is too tragic, beyond the range that normal people can accept.
I saw that in the abyss in front of me, corpses as high as a hill were densely piled up, and at the foot of the hill, the dark red blood had formed a lake one or two meters deep.
The corpses piled up like a mountain almost didn't reach the edge of the abyss.
Among these corpses, there are bears, eagles, dragons, eagles, and lynxes. These are the people of the four Loa gods, and they are also the combat partners that these Loa gods bestowed on the Amani trolls.
But now, these animals that were regarded as divine beasts and comrades-in-arms by the trolls in the past are now brutally killed, and their bodies are stacked here as sacrifices.
Perhaps, before being killed, these animals that had lived with the trolls for a long time had never resisted. How could they guess that these extreme trolls have long disregarded their former affections for strength, and even their gods can turn their faces and betray them.
And more than these animal carcasses are the carcasses of trolls.
Looking at their costumes, most of these troll corpses are not adult males, mostly females, elderly people, and children.
They turned out to be the wives and children of the Amani trolls.
I saw these corpses piled on top of each other, and the dense green limbs made people feel sick at first glance. Except for a wound on the neck, most of these corpses did not see any obvious scars. Obviously, they did not experience any struggle before death. It is estimated that Malakas did not kill them by **** means, but through weird voodoo. After the spell controls or confuses them, let them die obediently.
It can be judged by the wounds on their necks and the small amount of blood that they had been drained of blood before they were thrown into the pit. The blood pool at the bottom of the pit is probably formed like this.
Judging from the number of corpses here, Ye Ting estimated that at least tens of thousands of Amani trolls’ old, young, and young women and children were dumped here. This number is almost equal to more than 90% of the Amani troll’s blood, except for a few survivors. Besides, the last fire of this ancient empire is buried here.
Ye Ting finally understood why Malakas was able to extract the power of God Loa by himself before the trolls of Zandalar visited.
It is estimated that he has been forced to jump over the wall by the alliance's siege, and he has no scruples in despair.
But the reaction was greater than Ye Ting and the others, but the remnants of the trolls.
These troll warriors immediately recognized the source of these corpses, and some of them even found their relatives from the corpses.
It turns out that their religious leaders, the objects they have always believed in, really deceived them.
The so-called evacuation of old and young women and children is just a lie.
These "evacuated" trolls, young and old, have actually become props for Malakas to gain power. It is with them as sacrifices that Malakas gains the power of the gods.
This scene made these soldiers almost crazy.
Now, in their minds, there are no more deadly enemies of humans and high elves, and the only deadly enemy in their eyes is Malakas in front of them.
Some soldiers raised their weapons and howled and attacked Malakas.
However, Malakas, who was exposed to this dark secret, seemed to have lost his last scruples.
He tapped the totem wand, and in the next moment, tentacles composed of countless shadows suddenly appeared from the ground around him. These tentacles appeared very abruptly and caught off guard. Except for Dakara, all the troll warriors were held by the shadow tentacles. Stuck tightly, unable to move.
"Sure enough, you can't understand me either." Malakas sighed in a chilling voice, "Even if you are of the same race, your vision is still so short, and all sacrifices are not for greatness." The revival of the Amani Empire?"
However, no one answered him. All the troll warriors were trapped by the shadow tentacles. All they could do was cast hateful eyes on Malakas.
Malakas didn't care about their answers, but just said to himself: "If this is the case, then you will become my sacrifice to gain the power of the gods!"
As soon as his voice fell, the shadow tentacles responded. The sharp tentacles pierced all the chests of the troll warriors, and their blood was quickly sucked by the tentacles, and then flowed to the ground.
Soon, the blood collected in the cracks on the ground, and began to flow around along the cracks.
Until now, Ye Ting and others discovered that the ground in front of the altar was actually densely covered with blood troughs.
The blood was flowing in the blood trough, and a strange pattern was formed in a short while. Then, these patterns emitted a purple-black light, and the power of the shadows gathered through these patterns and connected with Malakas.
"Ah... a powerful force!" The gathered shadow power made Malakas sigh in a dream, "These sacrifices will strengthen my connection with the soul world, and soon I will be invincible!"
"Damn it, stop him!" Ye Ting's face suddenly changed when he saw this scene. He already felt the wailing of the four Loa gods in another world, and Malakas used the Amani troll to fight Luo. A god’s worship and belief deceived them, and then through the power of the sacrifice, the connection between them was reversed, and the gift of the **** Loa to the troll power was transformed into a forcible extraction.
Originally these trapped Loa gods have been drawn with divine power and instilled into the bodies of the four troll leaders Egilsson, Narorak, Gayalai, and Harraz.
Now, Malakas seems to want to continue to act, instilling the power of the four Loa gods into his body at the same time.
At that time, his power won't know how terrible it is.
However, Malakas laughed triumphantly.
"If you want to stop me, first defeat the four powerful fighters who have mastered Loa's supernatural power!"
Ekirsson, Narorak, Gayale and Haraz stood up in time and stood in front of everyone.
Ye Ting looked around, and all the powerhouses in the alliance were standing by his side: Alleria, Sylvanas, Kurdran Wildhammer, Sals Vordorn, and Saxis. And Leilola, the dawn slayer.
Among them, the latter three are all fighters, coming from the eight legions sent by the high elves, and they are the strongest individuals among them.