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"How can these two dogs help you?" Zujin spat on the ground contemptuously.

"I don't know what they can do, but I know that they crave new flesh and blood just like other undead!"

Nathanos had already rushed forward and struck hard with his sword. Zujin raised his weapon to block as he expected. This moment was enough for the undead dogs who were ready to attack to attack the immobile troll.

At that time, Zujin's back, legs, and left side were all full of flaws, and he had no defense at all. Nathanos could already relate to Zujin's painful expression.

But when the undead dog ran five yards away from Zujin, preparing to pounce on the delicious food that was about to be obtained, a shadow barrier suddenly unfolded, isolating Nathanos' "companions" from the duel.

"What?" Nathanos pushed the troll away hard and was confused about the current situation. Zujin had been in a stalemate with him just now, and it was impossible to cast a spell to cause this. But the proud expression on his face still made Nathanos realize

It all has to do with him.

"Don't think that you are the only one with help! The great spirit is with me!" Zujin grabbed a handful of white powder from the bag on his waist, which looked like ashes. He threw the thing into the air and mouthed

chanting incantations.

Nathanos noticed that the direction of the wind around him had changed and was converging in one direction. In the white mist, shadows suddenly appeared, and a dark purple vortex appeared in the air. A troll even skinnier than Zujin appeared, floating

In mid-air, Nathanos noticed that his eyes were burning with blue flames, and there was no trace of flesh and blood on his hands and feet. This was not a living creature. Moreover, the two undead dogs shivered and backed away, seeming to be very afraid of this sudden

The guy who showed up.

"I am here to prove my worth to you, Bwonsamdi. Watch as I offer you this human soul."

Is this the god of death of the trolls? Nathanos raised his head and looked at the silent Loa, who was also staring at him. The completely opposite colors of the two people's eyes seemed to indicate that they were incompatible.

"Reaper? You look... like that." Nathanos spoke first. He knew that he was definitely no match for Bwonsamdi, but if the other party really wanted to kill him, he would not use him and his ancestors unnecessarily.

The gold is trapped within the barrier.

"Oh!!! The Lich King has found himself a powerful servant." Bwonsamdi's tone was not as majestic as he said the Lich King was. Instead, it was a little... funny. It sounded like the behavior of this god of death.

Very casually. "But you seem to be no longer under his control. Tell me, dead man. How is my 'good neighbor' doing lately?"

"Good neighbor?" Nathanos read warily, "Are you an ally with the Lich King?"

"Stop dreaming. Sooner or later I will deal with that soul-stealing guy. His appearance even broke the original balance of life and death in Azeroth! But he seems to have found a lot of helpers for himself. There are even many Dhaka in the north.

The trolls worship him."

"So you and him are sworn enemies? Great, so am I. Maybe we should..."

"An alliance?" Bwonsamdi accepted what Nathanos said. Although this was what Nathanos wanted to say, he did not really care about the words and deeds of the undead in front of him. In his eyes, Nathanos was just

Like a toy, so is Zujin.

"It seems you refused."

"Hahaha..." Bwonsamdi laughed and flew out of the barrier, looking at the two people inside playfully. "Come on, come on!" he clapped, "Only the winner can leave this barrier."

What did he take this to be? A duel show? Nathanos clenched his fists, but Zujin's reaction was faster than him. The troll threw the ax in his hand, and Nathanos successfully blocked it with his sword.

But when he turned around, he found that Zu Jin had jumped into the air and was raising his right fist to hit him.

Nathanos didn't stand still and didn't know what to do. He rolled forward, letting the attack miss, and then turned around and swung Quel'Delar, and the sword blade carved a slender and hideous wound on Zujin's back.

"Oh!" Bwonsamdi pretended to cover his eyes with his hands, but he did not forget to tease the Amani troll warlord who was at a disadvantage.

"Ah!!! I'm going to kill you!" Zujin turned around angrily, pulled out a snake-shaped dagger from his waist buckle, rushed forward and stabbed Nathanos hard, and then used his sword to block while the humans were busy.

At the same time, he kicked the opponent. Nathanos fell to the ground unprepared, and Quel'dra slipped from his hand. Zuljin rushed forward and aimed the dagger at Nathanos' heart.

Seeing that the tip of the dagger was only a few centimeters away from him, Nathanos hurriedly grabbed Zujin's wrist with both hands and resisted with all his strength. Zujin did not feel tired at all. He tightened his body and became more and more excited.

Because he is about to succeed and complete his revenge!

The duel turned white, and Bwonsamdi, as a spectator, watched intently. The battle was going on much faster than he imagined. Death initially thought they would fight for hours, but only a few minutes had passed since he appeared.

That's all. But Bonsandi was not disappointed, because the duel with life as a bet was really exciting!

'Uh! That human is already dead.'

He thought jokingly, crossing his hands on his chest and tapping his arms regularly with his fingers. He could hardly sit still, but he would not intervene. He just wanted to know who won and who lost between the fighting trolls and humans!

Whether Zuljin wins or Nathanos wins, he can get some benefits from it. Bwonsamdi appreciates the advantage of never making a loss-making business. If Zulkin wins, he can get this troll soul, although he

Know that it will be a matter of time. If Nathanos fails, then the world will have one less dead person who does not stay in the grave.

'Hurry up, I can't wait!'

Nathanos couldn't hear Bwonsamdi's little thoughts. He only focused on the predicament in front of him. Zujin's power was almost as strong as him, and it would not be good for him to continue in this stalemate. He tightened his legs, and then

He kicked Zul'jin with all his strength. The troll grunted and fell out. The human jumped up from the ground and found that Zul'jin's dagger had escaped from his master's hand and was flying upwards. Nathanos saw the right moment and rushed

The fist thrown towards the troll leader who had just stood up was caught by the opponent's one arm.

"Go to hell!" When Nathanos spoke, his right hand had already grabbed Zujin's arm, throwing him over the shoulder and making him unable to guard against it. When the troll fell to the ground, he was horrified to find that his dagger was falling, and Nathanos

North grabbed it from the air accurately. Before Zujin could see clearly, his dagger pierced his heart.

It's this feeling again! Zul'jin struggled helplessly, his only hand being pinned to the ground by Nathanos' right knee. The struggle only resulted in his body trembling in response to the pain.

In desperation, his eyes searched for Bwonsamdi again.

And the God of Death also noticed his gaze.

"What a pity, Zujin, you lost!"

'No, I haven't lost yet! As long as...as long as you help me!'

Zuljin shouted in his heart, and Bwonsamdi could hear him.
Chapter completed!