What Jiang Zai saw was not a person, but a bat, a large bat with a wingspan of nearly ten meters!

In fact, in a way, these sacrifices to the gods of ancient Loa were a very mixed profession, mastering not only the healing spells and spiritual spells of the priests, but also the transfiguration of the shamans and the animal form of the druids.

Unlike the druids, these sacrifices are sacrificed to obtain the ability to transform into corresponding animals from the gods of Loa, and once they lack sacrifices, they will lose this ability, and the troll sacrifice has no concept of the Emerald Dream at all, and there is no way to enter the Emerald Dream -

The ancient gods of Loa did not give them this ability.

Those guys, very realistic!

The high-ranking priest in front of him, Yecrek, is, in a way, actually a bat druid, well, another form of a raptor druid.

"Ciric, give me the power for revenge!"

With an angry roar, the big bat raised his hand to "be silent", and then flew towards Jiang Zheng.

At the same time, there are also swarms of small bats!

On the ceiling of this temple, there are an unknown number of bats hanging upside down, and the black pressure is overwhelming.

As soon as they heard Yecreek's call, they all flew out and besieged Jiang Zheng.

"Nanyue Sword, a thousand changes, three thousand swords of clouds and mist in Hengshan!"

Jiang Zai sneered, recovered from the white tiger form, held the divine sword, and swung it violently, turning into thousands of sword lights.

For a while, in the sword light in the sky, bats fell to the ground one by one, and in the blink of an eye, bats piled up all over the ground, and several pieces of black pressed down.

"It's your turn!"

Jiang Zai sneered, suddenly jumped, came to Yecreek, and cut off the head of the big bat with a sword under the "Spiritual Scream" and "Spiritual Whipping"!

"Xiyue Sword, Sword Splitting Huashan!"

The sword light flashed, and Jiang Zai's toes tapped on a bat, and the next moment he had already reached the highest point of the temple.

"Ciric, don't forget your promise! Bat form, I want it! ”

Jiang Zai's gaze swept wide, and he quickly found the location of the second temple, transformed into a white tiger again, and rushed towards it.

After another five minutes, the temple of the spider god Shadra, the five-meter-tall spider died tragically, surrounded by a circle of poisonous spiders the size of a millstone, not one left, all dead.

"Shadra, don't forget your promise! Spider form, I want it! ”

Jiang Zai sneered and ran towards the north.

Four minutes later, he came to the temple of Hexis, and saw dead snakes all over the ground, and the white orangutan was sitting in the snake pile, throwing a big stick on the ground, grabbing a dead snake in one hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Surkaru, it's time for us to go! What's so good about these dead snakes? Another day, I'll treat you to a full feast of human spirits, the treasures of human and high elf dishes, and be full! Hirsch, don't forget your promise! Viper form, I want it! ”

Jiang Zheng didn't stop and ran wildly towards the blood god altar in the center.

"Wait...... I! ”

As soon as the white orangutan heard that there was something delicious, he spit out several mouthfuls of rotten snake meat in his mouth, and then spit a few mouthfuls of saliva at the dead snake on the ground, with a look of disgust.

Immediately after, he picked up the stick and chased after him.

"It's over! Haka can no longer bind me, I'm free! Besek, Jarro begs for your forgiveness......"

The high-ranking priest Jarro fell in a pool of blood, looking at the fire leopard in front of him, his eyes were full of pleas: "Besek, the god of the black panther, please don't abandon me, I am willing to be with you......"

"Your soul is mine, and all dead souls are mine, poor child."

A voice appeared in Jarro's head, followed by an illusion, a vision of an ancient troll god.

Bonsandy, the god of death and souls, he got involved in this matter with a plan!

All the souls of the trolls belong to him, and Haka will not be happy to snatch the souls that belong to him.

He is willing to start a war, because only war can create more deaths and allow him to get more souls.

Only by getting more souls will he become stronger and stronger.

It was precisely because of the wars again and again that he, the god of Loa, who had died and sublimated as a troll, was so powerful that he surpassed almost all the gods of Loa.

As Bonsandy's voice rang out, the surrounding souls began to sublimate, leaving their bodies and floating towards Bonsandy.

"Bethak, your sister Kirnara will be my new spokesperson in the mortal realm, and this is a reward for your loyalty. I'm sorry, but your soul is not under my control......"

The fire leopard spoke, then turned his head to look south, which was the direction of the Blood God Altar: "Everything...... It's time for it to end! The trolls are the shepherds of the gods of Loa, and Zulghrab is our ranch and no presence is allowed to touch it! ”

"Sekar, it's all over!"

Wojin drew his blade from a tiger, and two lines of tears rolled down: "Yeniku, father avenged you......"

"Haka can't bind me anymore! I can finally rest in peace! The soul of the High Priest Sekar floated up, gradually dissipated, and returned to Bonsandy: "Woking, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that, Haka controlled me......"

"Haka, it's the culprit!"

Woking stood up and looked south: "The Blood God Altar, it must be destroyed!" It's time for the haka's faith to end! ”

In the northwest corner of Zulghrab, on the Demon's Terrace, the sorcerer Jindu slowly fell to the ground and turned into a coconut.

Not far away, Zangir had already died and turned into another coconut.

"Trolls, thinking coconuts; Coconuts also have a soul. Zanza the Faceless sighed, but he didn't expect Jindu and Zangil to escape.

Jindu's dark magic, even he hid it, what the hell does this guy want to do?

"Forget it, as long as you destroy all the Atalai trolls, Jindu can't do anything." Zanza raised his head and looked southeast: "Winkasa, let's go to the Blood God Altar!" It's time for the faith of Haka to end, and the tragedy of the Gulabash Empire cannot be repeated! ”

The Blood God Altar, a giant wind snake ten meters tall and colorful, let out a terrible scream.

He had lost five high-ranking priests, he had lost the sorcerer Jindu and Zangir, he couldn't directly manipulate the other trolls, he couldn't summon the trolls who had already flocked to the city gates to protect himself, the only thing he could do now was summon the remaining minions and face those hateful invaders!

"Blood of Steel, King of a Thousand Blades, King of Thunder and Lightning, Dream Weaver! Mandogir! Come to the altar at once, your master is calling you! ”

"The master is calling!"

The Edge of Madness, a place where countless mad souls exist, the three most powerful mad trolls, heard Haka's call, and dozens of mad souls led by them towards the Blood God Altar.

In another temple, the Blood Lord Mandogir, a follower of Dubragin, the "God of the Velociraptor Dragon", also heard Haka's call.