Chapter 705 [Take the head of the person on your item]
Well……"
Tonatiu stood at the gate of Zul'Gurub, looking down at this ancient and glorious jungle city.
As far as the eye can see, Zul'Gurub is not closed at all in the game. Instead, it is a majestic nature, with green bridges and flowing water. The alpine lake provides the spring of life for the entire Zul'Gurub, and also divides the entire alpine basin.
Grubb.
It is true that Zul'Gurub is more primitive and barbaric than Zuldazar. But this also makes the holy city of the Gurubashi Trolls more peaceful and natural. Everywhere you look, there are trolls and natural perfection.
The scene of fusion.
These scenery made Tonatiu feel relaxed and happy, but what made the God King even more excited was that in the beautiful scenery of Zul'Gurub, there were jungle trolls huddled together everywhere.
People on earth say that people are more beautiful than scenery.
Tonatiu said that so many trolls surrendering to him are more beautiful than the scenery!
The condescending God-King said calmly to the jungle trolls: "Zul'Gurub, I come, I see, I conquer! From now on, Gurubashi, you are already a member of the empire, Zul'Gurub.
A member of the Troll Empire! Let us abandon the names of Faraki and Gurubashi and return to the banner of the ancient empire! Let us write a new chapter of the Troll Empire together!"
His voice began to become passionate, and the sound became louder and louder, like rumbling thunder, causing pain to the eardrums of every troll in Zul'Gurub.
"From now on. There will be no Gurubashi, no Falaki, and no Zandalarai! There is only one race - the trolls! There is only one empire - the Zul Empire!"
Later, every word Tonatiu said was like a burst of thunder, which made the scalps of the trolls numb.
"I! Tonatiu! I am the emperor of the empire! The god-king of the gods! The ruler of the trolls! The leader of the eldest son of the world!"
The terrifying voice of the God King suddenly stopped.
Suddenly became depressed.
"Now……"
His voice returned to calmness.
He casts down the nations upon the ground.
"Trolls, come up and see your king."
"Or...come up and challenge me."
"Come on. Come to me. I allow challengers to challenge me. Those who can defeat me can naturally take my place."
"Come on, trolls."
"Come."
Tonatiu opened his hands towards the densely packed jungle trolls who didn't know how many they were standing under the gate of Zul'Gurub.
"Come on. This is the last chance. Otherwise, from now on, you will never have a chance to challenge me fairly. Because then you will challenge an empire!"
"bring it on!"
"Come!"
At the last sentence, Tonatiu suddenly changed from calm to roaring, and there was a loud thunder in the sky above Zul'Gurub, and the trolls were startled.
The sound stopped.
After roaring like thunder, Tonatiu stopped talking and just looked at the Gurubashi trolls quietly.
The group of "demons" were silent.
Not a single troll dared to speak out.
In the huge Zul'Gurbri, for a moment, the only sounds left were the chirping of insects, birds, running water, the wind, and the breathing of the trolls.
Looking at the ridiculously strong and tall body standing at the wide city gate, few of the thin jungle trolls have the desire to challenge him. Not to mention the many legendary epics he has created, it is just his physique
It makes countless trolls look at you with fear, fear with fear, and fear with respect.
Mandokir, the leader of the Gurubashi tribe who was standing in the front among the countless trolls, hesitated for a while.
Mandokir is also a very tall and strong troll, and is even the strongest troll warrior in Zul'Gurbri.
Compared to the average height of the jungle troll, which is only about 2.3 or 2.4 meters, Mandokir is a troll that is over 3.4 meters tall, with strong muscles, long arms and legs, and a wolf-like gaze.
Although he still looks weaker than the guy in front of the city gate, Mandokir is still not willing to have his position in Zul'Gurbri taken away like this, nor does he want to believe in the cause of Master Hakkar.
Just left it at that.
Challenge him?
Mandokir hesitated.
At this time.
Suddenly, a thin voice came from the chief's side. It was Jindu's voice that he was most familiar with and trusted.
"You said you would listen to me, Lord Chief. Now the opportunity to further Master Haka's career is right in front of you!"
The small voice of Jindu said.
"Go up and challenge him! Defeat him! Master Hakkar will become the master of all the trolls in the forest! The great master will immediately become the master of Zul'Gurub!"
"Defeat him! Mandokir! Defeat him, the Bloodlord of Hakkar! It's time for Mandokir's name to ring in the world of trolls! It's time!"
"But I..." Mandokir was very moved, but looking at the terrifying body of the God King, the chief hesitated. "But I don't look like I can defeat him..."
"This is what I say. Mandokir, Master Hakkar and our chance! Go up and kill him. Master Hakkar is watching us from above!" Jindu's voice encouraged him. "The master will reward you.
Yes, Mandokil. You are my master’s bravest and strongest warrior! Don’t be afraid, come forward! Blood Lord.”
"I……"
"There is no reason, no reason! For the sake of the master of Hakkar, Mandokir. You must stand up and challenge him, otherwise the master's faith will begin to become worthless in the troll you!"
"Well, I……"
"Go up. Defeat him."
"but I……"
"This is the only right path."
"I...okay...huh..."
Chief Mandokir took a long breath.
The tall and strong jungle troll clenched his fists and pulled out the huge weapon that had been carried on his back. Then the Gurubashi chief came out of the crowd and shouted nervously but loudly:
"A desert troll from the desolate Gobi! I, the glorious successor of the Gurubashi Empire! Mandokir, the chief of the Gurubashi tribe, hereby declare to challenge you!"
After shouting loudly like this, Mandokir felt very comfortable in his heart and had a refreshing feeling.
Mandokir tried his best to look directly at the gaze of the king in front of him. This sight alone made Mandokir feel as if two direhorns were pressing on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Huh?
Mandokir suddenly noticed.
The king's gaze on him moved and moved behind him.
Just when Mandokir was dissatisfied that the king looked away and felt that he was looking down on him, Mandokir felt very angry and decided to go all out.
Mandokir suddenly heard a familiar and loud cry from behind him.
It was the voice of the sorcerer Jindu.
"I! Jindu of the Gurubashi Tribe declares: Anyone who dares to challenge the God King is an enemy of the Gurubashi Tribe! Those who are enemies of the Gurubashi Tribe will only die!"
What does Jindu mean?!
In infinite shock and anger, Mandokir wanted to turn around and scold Jindu, but suddenly he saw himself flying up involuntarily, flying very high.
He looked down.
The magician Jindu was holding a sharp dagger and was standing next to a tall, strong but headless corpse. The neck of the headless corpse was still spurting blood, which looked really spectacular.
