The bat god Sirik's temple was originally the most important stronghold of the Zandalari Empire in the Nazmir region. In this life, it had an eye-to-eye with the blood troll, and then Jaina led troops to push away its lair.
Even though the temples had been raided, he still refused to resist and was so frightened that he came back to seek asylum. This operation caused Sirik's status in Zandalari to plummet.
As the saying goes, if you persist, you will lose.
With no foreign aid and a sharp drop in morale, everyone knows how to "take jujube pills".
On Earth, after the Pearl Harbor incident, the United States carried out a bombing of Tokyo even though the conditions were not ripe.
Talanji's operations cannot be said to be very similar, they can only be said to be similar.
That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.
The miserable Bat God used the dark clouds to block the moonlight and silently glided from the city of Dazar'alor into the Alliance military camp.
Sirik said to himself: "Who should I kill? If we want to establish the alliance's power, we must kill some respectable guys."
It recalled it with its bat brain. It seemed that all the reputable people in the alliance were good at fighting. Thinking of Jaina, who was as terrifying as the goddess of ice and snow, it subconsciously decided that it couldn't be beaten! It absolutely couldn't be beaten!
There is a difference between God and God.
Despite all the awesomeness of the Ancient Gods of Azeroth, this cannot be applied to the Loa God system at all. As the Loa God is generally considered to be one level weaker than Malorne and other wild gods, it really doesn’t matter.
A few decent ones.
For example, a certain island country on Earth claims to have eight million gods. Well, the weakest one is a grass-headed god. Anyone with some extraordinary power is worshiped as a god.
To put it bluntly, it is ignorance.
Sirik's strength is not much stronger than a rare elf monster.
Fortunately, he is very talented.
"I can't take down the alliance's generals, so why can't I take down their elite warriors?" Sirik's bat eyes focused on the alliance's strongest army...
At this moment, in the military camp surrounded by many military camps, like stars over the moon, a guy who was extremely gorgeous and covered in gold ornaments, looking like a nouveau riche, was laughing loudly: "Hahaha! Did this?"
Tickets, I won’t have to worry about getting money for the next three years.”
"The leader is wise and great! Wen Chengwu De! A bucket of paste!" Hundreds of guys who were also covered in troll gold ornaments kept complimenting the man called the "leader".
Sirik thought: The status of this human leader must be very important.
Unlike other alliance bosses, this leader exudes the aura of a weakling!
So, Sirik came on!
Everything happened so fast, it was almost too fast!
Bystanders only felt their eyes blur, a quick black shadow passed by, and the leader disappeared from the spot.
It only takes a few breaths.
When everyone found the figure of the leader again, he had already appeared on the top of a tent. His limbs were spread out in a large shape, and he was nailed to a flagpole by several animal teeth. There were at least 7749 holes in his body.
Spurting blood.
These small blood pillars as thick as sandalwood brought great pain to the leader.
"Fuck! It hurts! Save me! Save me!" The leader's screams spread throughout the military camp.
"Fuck!" The believers below were all shocked.
Sirik was extremely proud and revealed his terrifying bat face in the darkness: "Despicable humans! You all will die! The consequences for offending the Zandalari Empire will be to have your souls played with by Bwonsamdi, the God of Death! Hahahahaha"
Sirik flew down and began to kill among the believers.
quick!
Too fast!
It has to be said that the speed and reaction level of the Bat God are far superior to those of the believers below.
Every time it flies by, it can take away several heads, and it can barely avoid the weird mental shock waves from the opponent's counterattack.
After making a big fuss, Sirik ducked away with satisfaction.
The next morning, as a nocturnal creature, Sirik was summoned to the hall with displeasure.
Princess Talanji raised her eyebrows coldly: "Cyric! You said you successfully killed important figures on the other side and severely damaged the enemy's morale?"
"Yes! Some kind of leader, he must be a very important person, right?" The Bat God scratched his head.
"Look at the good deeds you've done!" What Talanji showed in the magic mirror image was actually in the Imperial Trident Military Camp. A group of guys were beating gongs and drums around someone's salted fish, singing and dancing, and playing a song called
Suona weapons, and someone was setting off firecrackers.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a big celebration!
"This...this..." Sirik was confused.
"You said you were going to behead the enemy?" Talanji's eyes were as bright as lightning.
"Definitely! I used the cruelest curse. Even if all the blood from his body flows out, it will be quickly absorbed by the skin, like the body of ten thousand ants. Repeat this for three hours before he dies in pain and wailing. Even if I kill him wrongly
As a human being, that kind of terror will definitely frighten the enemy... That's right..." After talking about it, Sirik was no longer confident.
"Trash!" Talanji was almost mad. She had just announced that last night's raid had dealt a heavy blow to the Alliance army, and the other side was beating gongs and drums in celebration. Was this more than a slap in her face?
This is trampling on the credibility of the entire royal family!
This makes the morale of the troll army even lower!
Talanji secretly made a gesture, and the devil dragon god Rezan pounced with almost no warning. Sirik, who had not yet reacted, was unaware of the attack and was actually hit.
"Ah! You..."
"Crack, click, click!"
What can a mere bat god do when it accidentally gets bitten into the mouth by a Devilsaur?
Just hit gg!
Over there, the resurrected dirty god is laughing at their second generation leader of the dirty god [Jun Muqi].
[God of Tulips]: "Hahaha! Laojun! You must have too many good things for this reason."
[Holy Knight]: "No need to ask, I must have had sex for free and refused to admit it, so I came to retaliate."
[Kidney deficiency at the age of six months]: "The leader has gone crazy! Why not elect the third generation in advance?"
There were so many dirty god cultists, but none of them were willing to give [Jun Muqi] a happy ending. He let the bat god's curse hurt the cult leader for three hours, and then the cursing [Jun Muqi] hiccupped and triggered [Quick Resurrection]
], ran out again.
As soon as this product came out, everyone suddenly received a prompt from the system [Cyric, the Bat God, was killed by player xxx].
There was a moment of silence, and then...
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There are always people in the world who are willing to sacrifice their lives, hit their heads on the muzzle of a gun, who succeed unexpectedly for no apparent reason, and whose leaders are suspicious and seriously ill.
Why not the trash bat god Sirik?
The Alliance doesn't know if the trolls' morale is lower.
Anyway, it would be very funny if this happened to McDonald's side.
Tyrande stretched out an arm from the quilt sleepily: "Your people are acting like this, are you okay?"
McDonald waved his hand: "It's okay, who let that guy post dirty pictures all day long? He deserves to die!"
Sacrificing a dirty god leader in exchange for a rubbish god, you can earn so much blood! ——
ps. Let’s discuss it. Can we sacrifice Jun Muqi in exchange for 100 monthly tickets?
