This is indeed something that Patrick could not understand, after all, the bear monsters, boar people and other races helped Cenarius so much, and what did they get. Not to mention the ordinary bear monsters, the boar people have been turning into beasts since Agamagan was killed in battle.

The social culture of the boar people began to regress, and the customs became more and more barbaric. With the end of the War of the Ancients, the former continent of Kalimdor sank, and the living environment of the Boar People suddenly became extremely dangerous, and in order to compete with the Minotaurs and other creatures for food and valuable land, the Boar People gradually became warlike and fierce warriors.

With the reduction of the surrounding habitat, and the weakening of the control of the territory, coupled with the bottom of the production capacity, the number of wild boar people has plummeted, and they are on the verge of extinction in Azeroth.

As for the bear monster, even the Cenarius Council did not get involved, but the Minotaur who came from behind still had a place in the Cenarius Council, which Patrick couldn't understand, the transformation of your druid's claws and druids was all given by the giant bear brothers, night elves, are you so good to the bear monster?

Sure enough, after hearing Patrick's words, Uruk-Rum was silent, and the surrounding bear monsters were silent, and it seemed that a lot of inhumane things had happened.

With the joint efforts of the other shamans, the entire Ursa clan gradually regained their clarity, and Ursok's two heirs, the two who had been captured in the temple before, O'Thorn the White Bear and Kotian the Red Bear, also returned to normal and began to lead the Ursa Monsters to expel the pollution of the Old Gods.

"Your World Tree has been contaminated by the Old Gods, and if you want to resurrect the bear god Uthor, then you need a new World Tree." Patrick still kindly reminded the bear monster that now that Yugsaron is out of trouble, the second battle of the Old Gods is about to break out, and if Yugsaron is allowed to control another bear god, then the battle against the enemy will be very difficult to fight.

"Thank you for your help, Greythroat Castle is unforgettable." Uruk-Rum didn't care. Greythroat Keep also has the seeds of the World Tree, and as a Bear Monster, it is a druid and shamanic inheritance, so it is not difficult to reload the second World Tree. (In this way, the boar people are really miserable, as a demigod who made great contributions in ancient times, the descendants of Agamagan have become beasts.) ）

"If there's anything I can do to help you, just ask, my friend." Ursok sat on the ground, and the bear's paw was on his belly, and he looked cute.

After taking care of the affairs of Greythroat Keep, Uruk-Rum handed over all the affairs to Ursok's heir and the High Priestess Tur Furypaw, and led a group of Bear Hunters to lead the way for Patrick's army.

The group set off from Greythroat Fort and headed northeast towards the boulder hills, the Daksaron Trail and the Kinsakara Trail could also enter Zudak, but it was too far away from Patrick's destination, and Daxalon Fortress was a training ground for the trolls, from where they had to have a head-on conflict with the trolls, and as far as the trolls had begun to kill the gods, Daxalon Fortress was estimated to have been breached by a natural disaster, and Patrick was too lazy to wade into the troubled waters.

There is also a small door in the boulder hill, from which you can enter directly to the temple of Hakya, as for the internal affairs of the Dakale troll, Patrick has no idea to get involved, after all, the blood feud between the troll and the elf is not something that can be resolved in a few words. Conquering trolls is too difficult to do, and it's hard to balance the population of trolls and elves afterwards.

Considering the historical background of the Dakale trolls, Dakuru's betrayal, the central arena, the killing of the animal gods, what has happened now or what has not happened, does not matter, and the spirit of the lynx does not remind Patrick that the animal god has fallen.

The whole army walked through the streets of Zudak, the quaint bricks, snow-capped trees, and the carvings peculiar to trolls, the bricks on the ground were all elaborately made, consisting of two pieces forming a hexagon, and the shape on the fence was red and black on a black background, or a green and black seal carving, except for the smell of voodoo in the air, which made Patrick instinctively repel it, everything else was fine.

After all, this is the lair of the Dakale trolls, and it's no surprise that the trolls worship the Voodoo Cult.

Entering Zudak from the east gate, the problem of troll god-killing here has begun to split, and with the invasion of the Scourge Legion, there are very few troll guards along the way.

But near the east gate was the altar of Hakoya, and as soon as they entered Zudak, everyone saw the towering structure.

The trolls on the periphery were all wiped out, and when Patrick walked up to Hakoya, Hakoa, who was crawling on the ground, opened her eyes.

"Stranger, what are you doing here...... before Harkya saw the bobcat spirit next to Patrick.

There was an animal god next to the elf, which made Hakoya unbelievable, it was obvious that the snow leopard and the troll had lived for an unknown number of years, and the hatred of the troll and the elf was known throughout Azeroth, but there was a time when the god and the elf sacrificed by the troll came together.

"Those trolls deceived us, so I brought my friends to save you." The Lynx Spirit's body grew larger and larger, and with a slap he slapped the Hakoa Suppressor who had arrived temporarily.

"Elves?" Hakoa's young woman's voice was heard, but now the snow leopard goddess still didn't believe that Legba's friend could be an elf.

The Spirit of the Lynx raised its claws, but Regba's claw strikes had no effect on the chains, and Hakoya was still locked to the ground. These chains are covered with voodoo runes, and there is also voodoo power circulating inside, completely immune to the damage of any animal gods, and it is estimated that the Dakale trolls are trying to prevent the six animal gods from saving themselves.

The bobcat turned to look at Patrick, hoping for help, and Patrick waved a spatial rift that severed and severed the chains that trapped Hakoa.

"Thank you for your help, Elf." In the gentle voice of the young woman, Hakoya looked at Patrick carefully, this floating elf was probably much stronger than her. "Quinnlus, Celetus, Lennock, Thytoth, Akari, and me, we have been betrayed by the priests, who are stealing our power."

"Where are the other friends? I sense that the breath of other people here is becoming more and more unstable. "The lynx looked north, the feeling of being betrayed by the trolls was too unforgettable, and Legba couldn't leave anything to do here.