Diego climbed to the top of the slope as fast as he could.
Fortunately, the sand dunes under my feet have been soaked by the rain, so I won't fall one step at a time.
As soon as he reached the top of the slope, he saw a cloud of black shadows rushing up.
Diego didn't hesitate to pull the trigger, and with a cloud of orange gunfire, the black shadow let out a terrible scream and rolled down.
Diego stood on the ridgeline, looking down.
A large black figure was pouring up from the bottom of the slope.
In the dim darkness of the night, the eyes of the troll zombies were radiating a green light, like wolves, which made people shudder.
He cocked his gun, ready to go on a killing spree, however, the next moment, he heard the screech of a dense stream of sharp objects breaking through the air.
Diego was short and crouched behind the ridge.
He saw dozens of wooden spears flying over the ridge, sinking into the darkness behind him.
A low-firing wooden spear popped, piercing the sand at the ridge, revealing its sharp tip and halting inches in front of Diego.
His heart thumped a few times.
Obviously, there are not only zombies but also living people among the enemies, and the troll headhunter who is good at throwing is among them.
Diego climbed behind the ridge, raised his gun, and fired a random shot down the hill.
Even without aiming, the scattered shotguns still hit several enemies.
There was a scream down the hillside.
Taking this opportunity, he poked his head out and glanced down the hill a few times.
The slope was full of trolls, both zombies and living people, and although they all had long fangs, the difference between dead zombies and living people was still clear at a glance.
After they died, they finally straightened their spines, which had been rickety all their lives, and they appeared much taller.
But Diego didn't see a robed witch doctor among the trolls, nor did he see the necromancer he had been chasing for a long time.
This made his heart become irritable, you know, if he had to let Staven run away again this time, he really didn't know where to catch this villain.
He turned his head to see that the giant bear had finally managed to get rid of the zombies on this side of the slope—there was more than one of the troll zombies lurking beneath the sand and acting as scouts.
"It's up to you, Masrae, I need you to get out of the way."
Diego whispered.
"No problem!"
Masrae enjoys the feeling of being needed at this critical moment.
He shouted crisply.
The next moment, the big bear kicked up a cloud of sand and dust and rushed down the ridge.
"Power destroys everything!"
He roared wildly, passing along the way.
Blood flew, bones shattered, and the dense crowd was carved out of a big road by him.
Diego followed him closely, death staring at the flickering gunfire, spitting fire and death.
His priority was for troll headhunters with spear-throwing spears in their hands.
Their sharp spears pierce the bear's thick fur. is Masrae's biggest threat.
As for the zombies, these stupid undead creatures couldn't keep up with them.
The hillside was in chaos, and in the midst of the longing figures, the stealthy Kanhaifa swept behind the sneak attackers trying to lock on to the bears and hunters, leaving behind corpses with their throats torn out.
They burst through the crowd like a hurricane and into the rubble.
And at this time, the zombies who were the most slow to react hadn't even turned around.
The ruins are littered with huge overturned stones, and the trolls who live here apparently don't have good hygiene practices either, and the ground is littered with miscellaneous debris.
But it's not as dark as Diego thinks.
Because in every open place, there was a bonfire, but the area around the bonfire was empty, and there was not a single figure.
"Did you run away again?"
No sooner had this thought risen from his mind than he was dispelled by a figure that flashed through the gap in the remnant wall.
"It's Staven!"
The sharp-eyed Night Elf shouted.
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"Chase!"
As he spoke, Diego jumped out of the gap.
To be honest, Staven didn't run very fast, but there were all kinds of weeds and shrubs growing among the ruins, and the shadows were longing, and they would be lost if they were not careful.
Diego runs.
While searching in the shadows, it will be difficult to catch up for a while.
But fortunately, the ruins were not that big in total, and after ten minutes, they passed through an arch.
Diego saw Staven's figure flash around a corner and disappear into a narrow alley.
Diego chased after him, slowing down at the entrance of the alley.
He cautiously poked his head out and saw that the alley was not very deep, but only a few dozen meters long, at the end of the alley.
It is a square trapezoidal building.
It is a small temple in the style of a troll, and on the roof of the temple, a small obelisk stands.
In front of the circular arch in front of the temple, two statues of king cobras are erected, and in the dim night light, these two huge stone vipers look down at the group of visitors, as if they will pounce on them at any moment.
Diego knew it very well - a blind man could see that this was a clumsy trap that only a fool would jump into, but the thirst for revenge tempted him and kept him from helping himself.
He turned his head and looked out of the ruins.
There was a commotion in the direction they had come, and the living, dead, half-dead trolls had not yet returned.
But he wasn't worried about the fish, all he was worried about was that he wouldn't be able to catch the necromancer.
"There may be a trap inside, don't come in, I'll go in alone."
He whispered, and walked in with a resolute face.
"Fool, you're going to be killed by you sooner or later!"
Big Bear sighed and followed.
To their surprise, the temple was not dark, and the walls were lit up by flaming torches.
The temple is not big.
After walking through a short corridor and entering the main shrine, a statue of a god more than three meters high appeared.
It was a large red statue of a pit viper, with a human-like chest, a large snake head on its shoulders, and a large snake tail below its waist.
It has blue wings on its back, a golden belly, and three pairs of sharp sickle claws under its ribs.
Its neck and tail are decorated with huge golden rings at the end, which shine in the dark.
Obviously, this is a temple dedicated to the blood god Haka, but it is not known if it was part of the ruins themselves, or if it was built by Zangir in exile.
In front of the statue, there was a stone altar covered in black-brown dried blood, and several shriveled skulls scattered around it.
It seems that the sacrifice has not been performed in some days.
Not bothering to pay attention to the statue, Diego carefully walked around the statue with his gun in his hand, searching the temple, but at that moment, he heard a crisp "pop".
It's like the sound of some glassware being shattered.
Diego's heart tightened, but before he could hold his breath, a salty smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.
"What does it smell like?"
He thought with some confusion.
(To be continued.) )