Chapter 687 To elves, only dead trolls are good trolls
When Charlemagne and the others entered the sky above Zuldak on Eragon, the entire western area of Zuldak had been covered by a large number of adventurers.
Under these local footmen who are weak in combat, but relatively strong in individual strength and team coordination, the army of the undead Scourge can't cause much hindrance to their actions.
Charlemagne divided Zuldak into three areas based on the current natural disasters and the offensive and defensive posture of the Drakkari trolls.
The outermost part starts from Lake Wrathpaw in the south and reaches Voltarus in the north. This area has been completely occupied by natural disasters and belongs to the direct control area of the undead of natural disasters.
The middle layer is the territory that is in contention. The Colosseum of Pain is the dividing line from the core snowfield area of Drakkari. The Scourge and Drakkari are fighting fiercely.
Finally, there is the snow field area that is still under the control of Drakkari. Except for the altar of Siletus, the spirit of the poisonous snake, most of the loa altars and the core facilities of the Drakkari trolls are located here.
The goal of the adventurers is of course not to fight the outer layer and the natural disasters. They come for the treasure of the frost trolls.
However, after arriving here, both the Scourge and Drakalai regarded this group of adventurers who would kill anyone as an obstacle, and the three parties undoubtedly launched a scuffle. There was a ball.
Charlemagne took the opportunity to let Eragon move towards the Altar of Siletus in the north of the middle layer, but when they arrived, it was already too late.
A huge poisonous snake corpse lay horizontally in the center of the altar, and a relatively gorgeously dressed troll priest was absorbing energy from its corpse.
Charlemagne looked coldly at the fanatical priest of Siletus below and snorted, "Sure enough, these trolls have already attacked, and it seems that they have to speed up their actions. Maybe the remaining Loa can become our way to destroy Dhaka." Lai's help."
As for the priest below and a group of so-called believers, Charlemagne didn't even bother to get off Eragon's body, and shot him with an arrow of order from the air. When he was dying, the priest still maintained his unbelievable power. expression.
The believers were wiped out by Jaina's magic and Tyrande's moon **** prayer, and the fish that slipped through the net were also killed by Hamuul and Barre from the air one by one.
After Charlemagne and the others killed these disobedient believers, they could still vaguely see a giant snake in the form of a soul bowing to them on the altar below.
The closest Loa altar to the Siletus altar is the Lennok altar in the eastern snowfield. When Charlemagne and others flew here, fortunately, Lennok was still alive.
Although it appears to be very weak after being continuously drawn by the troll, compared to Siletus and Quesruen, his situation is already considered good.
This weak giant bear struggled to get up from the altar after Charlemagne and others landed and killed the surrounding trolls.
"Thank you, mortals, the Drakkari trolls have enshrined us for tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect that they would choose to take risks when we need our power the most..."
Lennok shook his head sadly, "I can feel the situation of the other Loa, Quesluen and Siletus are dead, Hakea, Motos and Akali are weak, I request You help save the other loa from the Drakkari trolls."
Charlemagne nodded and said, "No problem, originally we planned to liberate all the surviving loa, but in exchange..."
Rennok's eyes were bloodshot quickly when he heard this, "I will comply with this condition even if you don't raise it, and I will let them know what will happen if they covet power that does not belong to them!"
Although Lennok is still very weak at this time, it is because his power has been drawn by the loa priest in large quantities. As long as he retrieves his power from the corpse of the dead troll priest, it will soon be able to fight against Frost The trolls have their vengeance.
After all... the entire Zul'Drak, and even the large number of white bears living in the Storm Peaks obey its orders. As long as there is an order, these ferocious beasts will launch crazy revenge on the Drakkari trolls.
According to Lennok's suggestion, Charlemagne's five-member assault team successively visited the altar of Hakeya in the south, rescued the snow leopard Hakeya, and also received its promise of revenge.
Although Quesluen had long since died, as the blood **** Hakkar's kind, its soul was still quite aggressive. This spirit of the wind snake also promised to launch merciless revenge on Drakkari, from on the soul level.
After rescuing the dying Motos, only Akali, the spirit of the rhinoceros imprisoned in Gudak Square, remained.
This strong rhinoceros was bound by four thick witchcraft chains, and was imprisoned motionless in front of the gate of the underground city of Gudak. A group of trolls were crazily attacking it under the command of a leading general. Hacking the wound.
A large amount of scarlet blood was introduced into the eyes and ears of Charlemagne and others along with Akali's miserable screams, and the troll general in the lead laughed triumphantly.
However, when he raised his head, he found a huge cloud serpent in the sky. Although he didn't recognize this species, the troll warlord named Zolmaz instinctively felt that something was wrong.
"There is a situation in the sky! Shoot down that flying snake for me, there must be a powerful force in its body, **** it dry, for Dhaka...!"
"Snapped!"
The supersonic arrow shot by Charlemagne even flew over from a distance and exploded Zolmaz's ugly head before he finished talking nonsense, and the headless corpse still waved it under the action of nerve reflex. It took a while before he fell down powerlessly.
"ah!"
Screams and confusion came from the group of trolls below, and the Drakalai civilians who had been watching the excitement before suddenly fled in panic.
The troll hunter who had just raised his short spear and prepared to shoot into the air stared blankly at Zormaz who had fallen to the ground. His headless corpse dyed a large area of pure white snow red. Red and white intertwined to form a A strange and chilling natural picture scroll.
Charlemagne was the first to jump off Eragon's body, and in mid-air, he quickly pulled the bowstring and shot to kill the troll warriors below who still had the will to fight.
Bare, Hamuul, Tyrande, and Jaina also formed a battle formation after Eragon landed, and a large number of trolls pouring out from three sides were stopped by them in the square.
The fleeing civilians also did not have a good end, and a large number of wild beasts in the rear have launched an assault here led by four aggressive loa.
These Loa, who are aiming for revenge, have no worries about Charlemagne. It is all nonsense for them not to kill civilians or fighters who have no resistance. They have been betrayed by their servants who have sheltered them for tens of thousands of years. This kind of anger must be get vented.
A large number of Drakkari civilians were devoured by the four loa and their families. Coupled with the adventurers and Scourge gradually attacking from the rear, the Drakkari Empire, which has existed for tens of thousands of years, finally came to an end.
(end of this chapter)