How would you feel if a person is usually raised by you to eat and drink, but this guy drops the chain at the critical moment when he needs to step up?

Disappointed? Wrath? Or something else?

Gardara didn't expect the Ice Bear God to be defeated so quickly, and he didn't even expect the Ice Bear God to fail.

You know, those are four gods, four real gods, how can they be defeated in the face of a group of mortals? How could they be defeated?

At this moment, Gardala has a cannibalistic heart.

The four dignified gods, not to mention the mortals who attacked Gudak were defeated and lost, and the opponent was crushed for thousands of miles, how could it not even last a quarter of an hour. Are these four animal gods too weak, or are their opponents too strong?

Galadar can still calm down, but Slavlan and Morabi can't, the faces of the last two high-ranking priests of Dakale are white with fright, even the gods can't stop each other, how can they do it?

It seems that Gudak really can't hold it, could it be that the Zurdrak Kingdom, which has been inherited for 10,000 years, is about to fall?

Thinking of the destruction of the kingdom, how could Sladlan and Morabi stay still, don't look at the ability that they have obtained through some mysterious means that only the gods have, and the strength is enough to look down on most of the creatures in this world, in fact, they know in their hearts that their strength is not enough at all, even the four real gods such as the God of the Ice Bear were killed by the other party, and the two of them who temporarily borrowed the power of the gods can still be other people's opponents?

Sladran and Morabi couldn't figure it out, the kingdom of Zuldrak had recently been too late to deal with the undead plague sprinkled by the Scourge Legion, how could it provoke such a powerful enemy, did it really respond to such a sentence - disaster does not go alone?

"Gardala, what now?"

Morabi's surname was more anxious, and seeing that Sladlan didn't mean to speak, he couldn't help but ask Galdara, among the three of them, Galdara had the highest wisdom and the most ideas, and the current situation did not mean that Galdara did not have it.

"What's the panic?"

Seeing that Morabi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, Gardara couldn't help but shout, the Frost King disappeared for some reason, and the three high-ranking priests were the backbone of the frost trolls, as long as they behaved calmly and confidently, the Dakale frost trolls guarding Gudak would not be confused, and if the three of them were panicked, the trolls' morale would immediately leak to nothing.

To be honest, Gardara was also very upset, but he knew that he could never show his irritability, not even the slightest bit, especially now that Morabi and Sladlan were panicking.

Not afraid of god-like opponents, afraid of pig-like teammates, both high-ranking priests of Dakale, Slavlan and Morabi not only can't help Gardara, but want him to speak out to comfort, what is the matter?

If it weren't for the glimmer of hope in his heart, if there was not a last resort to press the bottom of the box, Gardala would have thrown up his sleeves and left.

"What's the panic? What do you say we're panicking about? Slabran's tone was very bad, and after turning into a giant serpent, he always hissed unconsciously when he spoke, and his ears were sharp, and the irritability in his ears was even worse, "The invaders have attacked the city wall, and our warriors have lost their fighting spirit, what do you say we are panicking." ”

You're a High Priest, that's right, isn't it true that Morabi and I are not?

Usually see that you have a good brain, and it is very convenient and effective to do things in your way, which is why I am polite to you, and you really think that you are a person, do you really think that you can be above me and Moraby? You're thinking too highly of yourself, Gardara.

Although Sladlan didn't say this directly, his expression and eyes had already revealed this meaning, he had long been dissatisfied with Gardara's commanding style, everyone is a high-ranking priest, no one is more noble than anyone, why are you Gardara riding on my head.

What's the situation now, Slavlan actually lost his temper with me, is he stupid?

Gardala never imagined that at this critical moment of survival, Slavlan, who had always been obedient to his words, would actually show his dissatisfaction with himself, knowing that even when the kingdom was stable in the past, Slavran would not dare to confront him face to face, he would only complain secretly.

Morabi was quick but not stupid, and when he noticed the strange atmosphere between Slardlan and Gardara, he made a small move of two steps.

This move revealed Moraby's position, for it was through these two moves that he stood with Slaverland.

The strength of Gardara's usual strength and the consequences of the oppression of the other two high priests were revealed at this moment, as the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance, and Gardara's strength forced the other two high priests, Slavlan and Morabi, to come together, and the original three-legged strength of the high priest of Dakale became a confrontation between the two forces.

This change is not noticeable in normal times, but at this fateful moment, it is a great headache for Gardara.

In fact, Gardara failed to understand that it was precisely because Gudak could no longer see hope of holding on, and it was precisely because the kingdom of Zuldrak was on the verge of destruction that Slavran would explode the resentment and resentment that had accumulated in his usual life.

If you don't give Gardara a little bit of a look now, let him know that he is dissatisfied with him, let him know that he is no worse than him, and when Gudak is defeated, he will have no chance.

Someone in despair will burst out with great force to try to turn the tide, and someone in despair will break the jar and break into a final madness, and it is clear that Slandlan chose the latter.

At the moment of the great enemy, the capital of the country was about to be destroyed, but the three high-ranking priests who were the backbone of the main body fought in the nest, and the frost dakale troll who saw this scene immediately panicked.

Sindragosa and their killing of the Ice Bear God and other four gods had already hit the morale of the frost trolls, and the trolls had expected their sacrifices to lead them against strong enemies, but instead of standing up, Gardara, Sladlan, and Morabi confronted their own people, and the practice of the three high-level sacrifices made the frost trolls not chill?

The frost trolls led by no one are just a plate of loose sand, most of the trolls are like ashes, they don't need the soldiers of the coalition to attack them, they throw down their weapons and turn away, and the few trolls who want to fight can't save the overall situation, the coalition soldiers are not polite to the frost trolls, and occupy the walls of Gudak in the shortest possible time, and use this as a base point to quickly attack the city, constantly expanding the territory they occupy.

When Gardara came to his senses, the Troll Priest was saddened to find that a third of Gudak's territory had been lost.

How can a city be defended if there are no reinforcements outside and no fighting spirit inside? What to keep?

Two idiots!

Gardara's resentful gaze swept over Sladlan and Morabhi, and then he turned away from the two guys, in his heart Gardara no longer regarded them as companions, and even put them on the must-kill list.

When the kingdom is in danger, they don't work together, but fight with their own nests, Sladlan and Morabi - should! Die!

Emotions made Gardara want to kill Slavran and Morabi, but reason told him that now was not the time to deal with these two guys, and that it was his duty to keep Gudak and the royal city of the Zurdrak kingdom.

Don't think that killing us and worshipping the gods will destroy Zurdrak, invader, and I'll let you know how powerful the troll kingdom is that has been passed down for thousands of years.

With a fierce heart, Gardara chanted a spell, and a layer of seemingly non-existent power reverberated in Gudak, and the altars of the entire city began to flicker at the same frequency at the same moment, the light was first very weak, faint to be imperceptible, and then gradually increased, so strong that it was difficult to pierce people's eyes.

"You think the mighty Dakale trolls will pin their hopes on others?"

"You think the kingdom of Zuldrak can only rely on those gods?"

"How do you think great trolls can last for thousands of years?"

The cries of Gardara reached the ears of everyone in the battlefield, and as the light from the altar in Gudak became more and more dazzling, the restlessness became more and more apparent.

Leo held his chin, seemingly casual, but in fact, his spiritual power had already covered the entire Gudak, and every move in Gudak could not escape his perception.

Through the information fed back by the spiritual power, Leo discovered that Gardara was launching a mysterious ritual, and not to mention what this ritual was for the time being, just saying that he made such a big move, its effect must be small.

It seems that this is the ability of the Dakale Frost Troll to press the bottom of the box, so let me see what these skinny bamboo poles can do.

The artist is bold, Leo is strong, he is not too worried about the anomaly in Gudak, even if Gardara casts a killer weapon, Leo is confident enough to suppress it by force, this is the confidence of the strong.

"Do you think you can't kill the great Dakale trolls of the gods we worship?"

Gardara's nonsense continues, well, in Leo's concept, it's a fake to just talk about it, and the troll priest should take some action instead of rambling on and on.

"Behold, the gods you have slain are crying out for revenge. Every drop of blood that you let the gods shed will be absorbed by the altars of Goodak, and under the guidance of me, Gardara, they will turn into blades of vengeance and kill you all. ”

"Now, pray, pray that you will live a little longer, weep, tremble before Gudak......"

Absorb the blood of the gods to turn it into a blade of vengeance?

Leo scratched his face, and he looked at Gardara with a strange look in his eyes, and that smiling expression made it seem like he was not looking at a troll high priest, but at a fool, a joker.

(To be continued)