In Tonatiu's sight, the assassin in the distance was coming down from the sand.
They took turns covering each other, and the one who was discovered actually didn't want to retreat, but rushed over to kill him.
Tonatiu felt like a hunter at this moment.
Every cell and nerve in his entire body is running at high speed.
The smell in the air, the sounds heard by the ears, and the things observed by the eyes are all quickly analyzed by the high-speed brain.
Almost instantly, he learned the number of his enemies.
There are eight in total, two humans, three goblins, and three trolls.
As he expected, the goblin was still on the sand pile, busy assembling a mortar.
Humans look like bandits and adventurers at a glance, but goblins all look the same.
Of the three trolls, Tonatiu could tell that two looked like standard desert trolls, and the other one had green-brown skin and should be a forest troll.
A group of adventurers?
Their identity is a mystery.
But it doesn't matter, you'll know once you catch him.
As soon as he thought of this, Tonatiu was like a ravaging dragon that had found its prey, using obstacles to hide and dodge, relying on agility as fast as lightning to get closer little by little.
…
Kenro Mortar was extremely panicked now.
He never imagined that his perfect attack would be dodged by the target.
After three shots missed, he knew he had to retreat immediately.
The explosion when the goblin mortar was fired had already alerted the trolls in the camp.
These guys are approaching rapidly.
They weren't afraid of the troll chief alone, but they absolutely couldn't defeat the thousands of trolls in the camp.
"Damn it! My cannonballs! This requires extra money! One such cannonball costs eighty goblin silver coins!" Kenro Mortar bit his mouth and removed a part.
He couldn't understand that he had obviously placed the target within the optimal shooting range before firing.
How could the target react so quickly?
Almost as soon as he fired, the opponent ducked to a safe area, and the foolproof shot missed.
"Ken Luo, hurry up!" came the urging voice from his partner: "The trolls are coming out. I will control the two humans to go up and fight against them. We must leave immediately!"
The assassination failed, and the three trolls and three goblins immediately retreated.
The two humans rushed forward stupidly. It wasn't that they were stupid, but that they were being controlled.
The other two goblins both wore hat-like iron coils on their heads, and the two humans had similar coils around their necks.
Goblin Engineering Product: Goblin Controller, which can control a creature's thoughts.
The two humans were the cannon fodder brought by this adventure team.
"I know! I know! I wasted three shells and lost two cannon fodder! This business is a huge loss..." Kenro Mortar muttered in reply.
…
At this moment, Tonatiu had quietly approached the sand dune from a pile of sand.
He half-knelt on the dry sand and looked forward slightly. He saw the evacuation of the goblins and two humans who were looking forward to death.
Now Tonatiu is already a monster!
His body not only looks strong, but actually contains endless energy in his strong body.
His strength, endurance and explosive power are all close to the limits of the troll's body.
When he burst out of the sand dune, his figure was like a bolt of lightning.
In an instant, he reached the two sword-wielding humans and kicked his left leg to the side.
boom!
A human being was kicked away violently and rolled at least ten meters away. His body hit the sand dune and became motionless.
At the same time, he caught the human man's weapon and slashed it with the force, causing a rain of blood to fall on him.
The human being directly in front of Tonatiu had his head cut off, and powerful blood spurted out like a fountain.
And all this happened in less than a second.
The original cannon fodder duo was instantly killed and the other seriously injured.
At this time, other assassins who wanted to evacuate also saw what was happening here.
They saw Tonatiu, bathed in the rain of blood, charging toward them with a grin.
"Stop! Let me go! Otherwise I'm going to fire!" Kenro Mortar shouted in horror.
The goblins know the strength of these two human cannon fodders very well. Their spirits are not very good and they are easy to control.
But they are all powerful human warriors. Without control devices and secret calculations, three goblins multiplied by ten times would not be enough to defeat the two human warriors.
Unexpectedly, they were all solved by the other party at once!
Is this troll so scary?
Tonatiu, however, laughed ferociously, exerted his strength with his legs, and faced him with a long human sword that looked like a dagger to him.
Just now, at the moment when he cut off an assassin's head.
Tonatiu suddenly understood.
He also realized it.
"I... like war..." He took a deep breath of dry desert air, and every cell in his body was telling his brain: "Actually, I like war!"
"Since I have arrived in Azeroth, no matter which race I am, I should have been born for war..."
"You should also die for the war!"
At this moment, Tonatiu understood.
The future of Azeroth belongs to war, which is the main theme of this world.
worldofwarraft!
What's the meaning?
This is not World of Warcraft!
This is the world of war art!
The development of peaceful farming is certainly important.
But that is actually for the purpose of better waging war.
"I want to cross Tanaris, go deep into Zul'Farrak, and unify the Falaki Empire..."
"I will also cross the Endless Sea, occupy Treasure Bay, and seize Zul'Gurub..."
"I want to cross the Eastern Kingdom, march to Quel'Thalas, and lead Zul'Aman to discuss with Silvermoon City the cost of occupying the Amani ancestral tomb for eight thousand years..."
"I would rather cross the boundless darkness, march to the Dark Temple, and ask the Egg Troll if its soldiers are sharp..."
"The Burning Legion? The Holy Light Alliance? The Ancient Gods? Why can we only let you come to Azeroth, but Azeroth can't fight out on its own?!"
""Azeroth is the strongest star soul, and we living on Azeroth are also the strongest race!"
"Empire! An empire, Azeroth needs an empire of its own!"
"..."
He ran in the wind, breathing in the breath of battle, and the entire troll seemed to be filled with paste.
"Who gave you the courage..." He laughed strangely and looked at the six assassins in front of him: "Kneel down before your conqueror! Otherwise, I will send you to the country of death!"
"ah…………"
Faced with Tonatiu's full burst of momentum, the terrifying aura of a fifteenth-level warrior and full divinity.
The three trolls lay stunned on the ground as if they were frightened, and the screams and cries of fear from the three goblins immediately began.