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At the moment when Blue Mogu fell, countless souls flew out of his body. Even Sylvanas frowned.

How many souls are trapped in this place? Nathanos has only been underestimated in the Ming Dynasty by the ancient demons.

"A long time ago, Mo Feng was the guardian of the Demon Mountain Treasure Repository, responsible for protecting the treasures stored in these halls. After serving loyally for many years, he was arrested for stealing." Zhou Zhuo said.

"And the way to punish him is to trap his soul here?" Sylvanas sarcastically. Anyone would think that such a punishment was too cruel. "It seems that all the rulers of the Mogu tribe are tyrants."

Two monks were injured, and the next road was not suitable for taking them.

"There should be no danger behind it. You support each other and walk out slowly." Nathanos said to them.

The two pandas were sorry for withdrawing from the operation early, and they slowly turned back to the door of the treasure house.

After seeing off the wounded, the wither had to start thinking about the feasibility of this adventure. "Zhou Zhuo, according to your experience, how long will it take for us to arrive at the place where the treasures are stored?"

The scholar traveling scholar was looking through ancient books, and he kept it with him. There was no exact map, so he could only search through the words and phrases in the records. "The book says there is a dark room, deep in the treasure house. Maybe we should continue to go deeper."

"No." Nathanos glared at the closed door opposite the round platform for a moment. "We haven't walked for a long time and we've experienced two battles," he said.

Suddenly, Nathanos widened his eyes. "What sound?"

Sylvanas felt it too.

A pungent smell of sulfur saltpeter gradually began to spread around. The withered person felt that something was wrong. This was not a confined space, but also air flowed. The smell could not be caused by the mechanism of origin, but could only be...

"Look at the gate!" A panda monk discovered an abnormality. The closed stone door in front was trembling slightly, and some dust powder also fell down.

"It seems that there seems to be a heat wave behind the door." Sylvanas said, covering his mouth and nose.

Nathanos was shocked. He was the dead and could not feel the heat. Sylvanas's words reminded him that someone might be preparing to break into the door behind the stone gate. But isn't that inside the treasure house? Is anyone living inside?

Nathanos realized something was wrong. "Zhou Zhuo, is there any other entrance to the Mogu Mountain Treasure House?"

"No." The scholar traveler replied, but scratched the back of his head. "But there is an outdoor platform in the middle of the treasure house connecting the mountains north of Kunlai Mountain."

This sentence is like a punch hitting Nathanos's chest.

Why didn't you say it earlier? Before the wither could say this condemnational word, the battle suddenly came.

"careful!"

The door was blown into several huge rocks and collapsed. The rolling smoke made people unable to see what was happening inside.

A long and low and rude roar sounded from the ashes. The sound broke through the stuffy air. The sound must not be made by the beast. Sylvanas raised her eyebrows. She was sure that she had no blood on her face because she was very familiar with this feeling.

"It's a troll."

Nathanos was surprised. The sound just now was indeed a certain language, but strangely he had never heard it, and it was not a troll language in his consciousness. But Sylvanas said it was that race.

If he had a trace of suspicion in his heart, then when several extremely tall figures of his armor jumped out, all the doubts disappeared.

Three trolls holding axes blocked the aisle ahead, surprised at the appearance of Nathanos and his group.

"It's the Amani trolls, why are they here?" Sylvanas's face looked very serious.

"I should ask that guy." Nathanos pointed to the troll standing in the middle. The other party was a little thin compared to his two companions, but he was a priest. His ivory teeth mean that he was a man, but his back was straight.

"Zandala Troll!" Zhou Zhuo shouted out his identity.

His reaction was amazing—for the Zandala Troll Sacrifice, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the skull helmet.

Sylvanas first met the real Zandala troll. She had only read about them in the trees before.

On the way to finding Nathanos, Zhou Zhuo also popularized her with some of the past about Pandaria.

A long time ago, the Demon Emperor Thor and the Zandala Troll formed an unbreakable alliance. He promised to give a large area of ​​land near the Troll's Golden Valley. Even though Thor has passed away for tens of thousands of years, the Zandala Troll seems to be maintaining the agreement.

Three ugly guys who broke into the treasure house said something strange to each other.

They couldn't sit down and negotiate well. Nathanos thought, so he gave Sylvanas a look.

The next second, a sharp arrow easily shot through the throat of the Zandala Priest.

No matter which Loa god this troll envelope is, he has not been able to receive shelter.

The two Amani trolls were angry by Sylvanas and rushed up clamoringly. The two monks went up to fight them.

Nathanos will not blindly be the enemy in front of him. Trolls will appear here, and it is impossible that there will be only these three guys. There must be more outside.

"I'm going out and checking out, the others stay here!"

Nathanos kicked away the troll who wanted to intercept him and climbed the ladder. He could feel that Sylvanas was following behind him.

As soon as he passed the sunny exit, a dark shadow flashed past Nathanos's sight. Five bipedal dragon troll knights patrolled in the air.

There is also a troll team, each of which is carrying bombs and gunpowder, breaking through another stone gate, which is also the way Nathanos and his group are going to go.

"There is a wizard there." Sylvanas reminded.

Nathanos had already seen it. On the small round platform next to it, the Zandala wizard wearing a lilac robe was dancing some strange dance. I don’t know if it was praying for blessings or doing some cult ritual.

"They are numerous, but we are not without a chance of winning."

Sylvanas was about to aim at the trolls in the sky. The priest began to speak.

"There are others, we were found! Kill them right away."

When the other trolls heard the order, they put down their work and turned around to prepare to remove the undead and the female elf.

Nathanos saw it more clearly. Not only Zandala and Amani trolls, but also Ice trolls, Sand trolls, Jungle trolls, and almost all the troll races in the world were gathered together.
Chapter completed!