Chapter 19 Thrall’s hatred Late at night, deep in the Troll Mountains.
In the moonlight, dozens of tall figures wrapped in darkness gathered deep in the Troll Mountains, near the edge of the endless abyss.
At this time, dozens of dark figures gathered together were communicating in a strange, hoarse and obscure voice.
If Ning Meng saw the scene at this moment, he would be so surprised that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear.
Because these dozens of tall figures wrapped in darkness were all the abyss trolls that Ning Meng saw in the middle of the Troll Mountains a few days ago.
At this moment, dozens of abyss trolls were communicating secretly in a low voice using the language unique to the endless abyss.
Suddenly, dozens of Abyss Trolls who were conversing all fell silent.
Nearly a hundred deep and cold blood-colored gazes were all looking indifferently towards a certain direction in the deep forest of the Troll Mountains.
It can make dozens of abyss trolls stop communicating in unison and stare in the same direction.
It is obvious that someone has appeared within the perception range of the abyss trolls.
I just don't know whether this existence that appears in the abyss troll's perception is an uninvited guest or the person the abyss troll is waiting for.
After a while, a figure wearing a gray robe and a strange black metal mask walked slowly out of the deep forest.
Under the bright moonlight, although the figure in gray robe walks slowly, his figure is as fast as lightning.
Every time the gray-robed figure takes a step, a faint afterimage will be left in the air, and then appear hundreds of meters away.
At first glance, the gray-robed figure seemed to be teleporting, constantly changing shapes and positions.
Although the gray-robed masked figure walked out of the deep forest slowly, it arrived in front of dozens of abyss trolls in an instant.
"What's the news from you humans?"
Seeing the gray-robed figure approaching, one of the abyss trolls asked the gray-robed figure in the common language of the human race that sounded very awkward.
The abyss troll's voice was low and harsh, making a sound like metal friction.
This abyss troll, who was slightly shorter and thinner than the other abyss trolls, seemed to be the one who spoke with the most weight among the dozens of abyss trolls.
When the figure in the gray robe mask arrived, it was this slightly short and thin abyss troll who spoke.
But what the abyss troll said indirectly revealed the identity of the gray-robed figure.
The gray-robed figure walking toward a group of abyss trolls in the deep forest turned out to be the mortal enemy of the abyss trolls, humans.
When this gray-robed masked human came to meet the abyss troll, his stance was naturally self-evident.
"Because there is a human soldier who saw you summoning the monsters, and this human also successfully escaped back to the border city where he belongs.
Therefore, the news that you are about to launch a wave of monsters has been reported by those in Central City and the Holy See of Light.
The old immortal learned."
The gray-robed figure's voice was somewhat contemptuous, obviously feeling resentment and ridicule towards a certain abyss troll who was not doing things well.
"Now, all the border cities have begun to prepare for the beast tide, and the central city has also sent a large number of legendary powerhouses to support the border cities in resisting the beast tide.
At this moment, a small number of the legendary powerhouses who came to support have arrived in the border city.
The rest of the legendary powerhouses are also on their way to the border city."
Although the man in gray robe wears a black metal mask, and the expression on his face cannot be seen, but just by the voice of the man in gray robe, it is obvious that the man in gray robe is mocking the many abyss trolls for their unfavorable performance.
"If you wait a little longer, more and more legendary strongmen will arrive in the border city.
If you fail to launch a wave of beasts to attack human cities this time, you low-level abyss trolls must have returned to the endless abyss. , Not only will he be severely punished, but his status may also be reduced to a low-level creature like a monster."
The man in gray robe's mocking laughter became louder and more arrogant.
"Especially you, Narosiu, the leader of the Naros clan will definitely not let you go."
The man in gray robe looked contemptuously.
"It's not up to you, a dirty human being, to decide whether the king will reward or punish you."
Hearing the mocking words of the gray-robed man, dozens of abyss trolls were obviously very angry.
In their bloodthirsty and indifferent eyes, the flames of anger were rising.
All the abyss trolls, including Narosiu, whom the gray-robed people called him, roared angrily at the gray-robed man.
But the man in gray robe remained unmoved and said, "Just take care of yourself."
After saying that, the man in gray robe waved his hand and disappeared directly in front of many abyss trolls.
Only the chuckled words of the gray-robed man were left, echoing in the forests of the Troll Mountains.
After seeing the gray-robed man leave, the short and thin abyss troll whom the gray-robed man called Narosiu turned around and roared at the other abyss trolls.
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The other tall abyss trolls trembled under Narosiu's roar, lowering their huge heads and not daring to speak, let alone express any resistance or anger.
Suddenly, Narosiu, who was roaring angrily, raised his long arm, opened his claws and grabbed lightly.
Among the dozens of abyss trolls in front of him, a tall abyss troll was sucked into the air by an inexplicable force and into the hands of the furious Narosiu.
Narosiu, who was a little short and thin, grabbed the sucked abyss troll, clamped his ugly five fingers on the abyss troll's throat, and penetrated deeply into the abyss troll's shriveled skin with his fingertips. .
The force coming from Narosiu's extremely long fingers was getting stronger and stronger, almost crushing the throat of the abyss troll.
"Sal, you are a loser" After hearing Narosiu's angry words in mainland China, Sal, who didn't dare to resist, actually had a look of resentment in his eyes.
You must know that insulting the Abyss Trolls in the common language of the continent, that is, human language, is the most intolerable thing for the Abyss Trolls.
Even calling the Abyss Troll by its name in the common language of the mainland is a complete insult to the Abyss Troll.
Among them, of course, Sal was held by Narosiu's throat.
Thrall was the abyss troll who was discovered by Ning Meng in summoning the monsters.
It was precisely because of this incident that Narosiu vented all his anger on Thrall.
If the launch of the beast tide ends in failure as the gray-robed man said, then dozens of their abyss trolls will shed their skin even if they do not die.
As Narosiu, the leader of the abyss trolls who launched the beast tide this time, and Thrall, the two abyss trolls who launched the battle against the beast tide, the punishment they are about to receive will be the most severe.
There is even a 90% chance that the two abyss trolls will lose their lives.
This is why when Narosiu knew that it was Thrall's failure that caused the news of the beast tide to be known to the central city of mankind, the rage growing crazily in his heart could not be suppressed at all.
If it weren't for the imminent launch of the beast tide and there was no room for error, Narosiu would have crushed Thrall's throat as soon as possible.
Thrall heard Narosiu humiliating himself in human language.
Although he was very angry, he still did not dare to resist at all.
After all, Narosiu was much higher than him in terms of Abyss bloodline and status.
More importantly, the bloodline of the Abyssal Clan almost represents the strength of the Abyss Trolls.
Narosiu's bloodline is much nobler than Thrall's, and Narosiu's strength is much higher than Thrall's.
Therefore, even if Thrall is Resistance is futile.
After scolding Sal angrily, Narosiu still seemed to feel puzzled and angry.
He held Sal's throat with his big hand, creating an irresistible suction force and sucked all the black light that shrouded Sal into Narosiu.
Repair your own body.
After Narosiu sucked away the black light that wrapped around his body like black mist, Sal gradually revealed his shriveled and wrinkled skin.
At the same time, Sal clearly felt the abyss power in his body, and was being ruthlessly controlled by Narosiu.
After taking a heavy breath, for a moment, waves of dizziness came to Sal's heart.
After absorbing the black light around Sal for a while, the black light around Narosiu became richer and deeper, and a look of satisfaction finally appeared in his bloody eyes.
Narosiu let out bursts of hoarse laughter and threw the limp Sal aside casually.
In the blink of an eye, at least half of the abyss power in Thrall's body was absorbed by Narosho, which also caused Thrall's strength to drop a lot.
Thrall was slumped on the ground as if seriously injured, gasping for air and making a harsh whirring sound like an old bellows.
Sal's face was more than a point pale, and the expression on his ugly face was extremely painful.
The skin on his body became even more withered, withered and wrinkled like the bark of a rotten dead tree.
Narosiu ignored the dying Thrall who was lying on the ground, and instead let out hoarse roars at the other abyss trolls.
After hearing Narosiu's roar, the rest of the abyss trolls glanced at Thrall indifferently, flashed, turned into black afterimages, and disappeared into the forest.
After many abyss trolls disappeared, Narosiu, whose whole body was wrapped in rich black light, let out a harsh sneer and disappeared into the deep forest.
The Abyss Trolls are a more bloodthirsty and indifferent race than Warcraft, so the rest of the Abyss Trolls have no sympathy for Thrall's experience.
Instead, they feel that Narosho's punishment of Thrall is justified.
If Thrall's defeat leads to the failure of the beast tide, the remaining abyss trolls will also be punished by their clans, and may even lose their lives.
Therefore, the rest of the abyss trolls are also full of resentment towards Thrall.
If the beast tide is not about to start, they will not be able to help but kill Thrall.
Sympathy does not exist in the hearts of the abyss trolls.
Thrall was accustomed to the indifference and murderous intent of other abyss trolls, but he transferred this hatred and anger to Ning Meng, who had caused him to fail.
Sal struggled to get up from the ground and walked slowly towards the area he was responsible for.
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Wherever Thrall passed, all the monsters that met Thrall fell to the ground withered and died, as if their whole bodies had lost blood.
At the same time, Thrall was slowly recovering from his physical injuries, soaked in the blood and vitality of the monster.
"I will make sure you die like a small human reptile."
Thrall's blood-red eyes were filled with overwhelming anger, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would cut into pieces the human being who had failed him to vent his hatred.
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