The rustling of writing finally stopped, and Leo slowly put away the magic pen, and the first warlock tome written by a human demigod: Evil Dominion was born!

With no clouds changing color and no power surging, a far-reaching tome was quietly completed, and blessed were the warlocks who served in the Legion of Summoners of the Kingdom of Arathso.

Leo was smiling, slowly flipping through the pages, admiring his masterpiece.

With this Evil Domination, everyone will be shocked when the Summoner Legion returns to the scene, and the Warlock Legion will take a qualitative leap forward due to the increase in the demonic qualities at their disposal.

After completing the Evil Domination Magic Book, Leo had the energy to pay attention to the rest.

The war in Zuwasa was not over, and the Hammer Dwarves and the Trolls were still inseparable, with more than 50,000 warriors killed on both sides, a loss that was already devastating to both tribes. In the past, the two sides would definitely have stopped fighting, but this time it was different, who let the Hammer Dwarves occupy Zuwasha?

"Still fighting? It's a time-consuming battle. ”

Leo yawned, flicked his fingers, and cast a faint vision on the herd.

Aren't you beasts relying on your ability to see at night, and the darkness can make you like a fish in water, and I will turn you blind and make you understand that you will encounter ghosts when you walk at night.

The beasts that were attacking Zuwasa could not see anything under the influence of the faint vision, and they only felt darkness around them, and chaos was inevitable.

The beasts were in chaos, the beasts that couldn't see anything were tearing each other apart, the brute-hammer dwarves who fought with the beasts didn't care about those, the enemies were chaotic and they just took the opportunity to kill, and the dwarves took the opportunity to kill a lot of beasts under the leadership of Branigan, and when Leo's faint vision lost its effect, most of the beasts were killed and wounded.

The beasts gathered by the Amani trolls were overshadowed by Leo with a curse.

The massive casualties of the herd have sped up the course of the war a lot, and the beasts are beasts after all, and after regaining their sight, they have a normal reaction when they find that they are weak, and they flee.

Without the beasts in check, the Hammer Dwarves were able to concentrate their forces against the trolls, and as soon as the trolls got the news that the herd had been defeated, more dwarves appeared on the walls of Zuvasha.

After hearing the news of the unexplained chaos in the herd, Kaderos looked up at the sky, and he knew that it must have been Leo's hand.

Leo intervened, and although he didn't directly use spells to blast out the beasts and trolls, the warlock's strange and cruel curse was the most unavoidable spell.

He's getting impatient with this long-running battle, but the power of the Evil Branch Trolls is there, and what can I do?

Cardros swung his hammer and roared at Branigan, "What are you doing here, use your strength to slay beasts, and kill those trolls of evil branches." ”

Didn't you ask me to explain the situation to you?

Branigan was aggrieved, Cardros was unreasonable.

What should I do if I am wronged?

Venting, of course.

Finding Kadros to vent that Branigan doesn't have the guts yet, and he can only use the Evil Branch Troll as a punching bag.

Poor trolls, who would have been shot if they didn't do anything, were so innocent and unfortunate.

Nefarian had long been impatient with the battle on the ground, two mortal races were killing and chopping, and there was no strong duel in sight, didn't this waste his time?

Seeing Leo do it, the black dragon prince hurriedly offered his courtesy: "How can you bother your master with a little thing, let your servants do it for you." ”

The strength has not improved much, but the ability to shoot horses has increased a lot.

Nefarian's dogleg made Leo laugh, and he waved his hand to stop the Black Dragon Prince.

In order to speed up the course of the war, it is enough to do things in secret, and if it is blatantly done, Cardros will definitely have an opinion, after all, the Hammer Dwarves have not sent a request for help.

Looks like I'm going to have to keep bored.

Leo pursed his lips, why did he feel bored, could it be because he was used to big battles and had completely lost interest in fighting without danger?

Someone thinks it's boring to watch others fight, but they don't know that just as he sighs, someone is desperately trying to get out of danger.

Broken Tooth has never been so embarrassed, Dakara relied on the transformation of the giant bear to defend the thick attack, and after receiving a dozen stabs from him, he forcibly broke his war spear, holding the war spear that had lost its tip, and the broken tooth wanted to cry without tears.

This is too bullying, Dakara is not kind, how can he be like this?

Boss of the dignified Amani trolls, you're too unskilled to fight like this.

Broken Tooth complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to slow down his movements, and under Dakara's attack, he could only dodge, and kept dodging.

With the war spear in hand, he couldn't do any damage to Dakara, let alone the fact that the war spear was destroyed.

Damn, doesn't there be a time limit for this guy's transformation?

After chasing and escaping with Dakara for nearly ten minutes, Broken Tooth was chased in embarrassment, he originally planned to drag the end of Dakara's transformation time, but after waiting for so long, the other party's body did not change in the slightest, and Broken Tooth finally understood that Dakara's transformation had no time limit at all.

The leader of the Amani trolls saw through Dakara's plan, and he grinned defiantly: "What could be more exciting than releasing the Holy Spirit of the Bear?" Broken teeth, look at your embarrassed appearance, how long can you escape, it's still too late to beg for mercy. ”

Soul light, don't you have to inch in!

Broken Tooth was angry, no matter how he said he was also the head of the clan, Dakara provoked him in front of many Evil Tooth trolls, if he didn't fight back, how could he sit firmly in the position of the patriarch?

But to fight back, how can you do it without weapons?

Just as Broken Tooth was anxious, Gandronda's voice came from the side.

"Patriarch, come on!"

The shout was accompanied by a war spear commonly used by a Brokentooth Troll.

At the critical moment, I can still rely on my own people, although Ganderanda has always been at odds with me, but I am the patriarch after all.

Broken Tooth reached out to take the spear, the tip of which shimmered with a miserable green glow, giving him endless confidence.

Dakara, who was chasing and killing Broken Tooth, was in his heart, the spear that Broken Tooth took was obviously blessed by witchcraft, and it was true that the bear spirit possessed him had thick skin and thick flesh, but he did not have much advantage in front of the weapon with voodoo attached, and the witch doctor's poison was a respectful attitude even if it was the trolls of the same race as them.

"Dakara, die!"

After being chased for so long, Broken Tooth erupted as soon as he got a weapon big enough to deal with Dakara, and he roared and stabbed at his opponent.

After all, he sat on the patriarch's throne by force, and no matter how many brushes he said about broken teeth, he really couldn't dodge his angry blow with Dakara's speed.

The glowing green tip of the spear pierced through Dakara's body and pierced into the body of the Amani troll leader, and the voodoo on the tip of the spear invaded Dakara's body, spreading green through Dakara's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What a voodoo!

Dakara screamed badly, and he hurriedly stepped back, trying to find the clan's witch doctor to help him detoxify.

The broken tooth that has been chased for so long has easily got the opportunity to turn the tables, how can he let it go, I saw him smile fiercely, and chased after Dakara, and between the spears and stabs, Dakara's body had several more scars.

Spirit Bear possessed Dakara with a strong body but did not give him enough speed to shake off the broken tooth, and with the blockage of Gandronda and other tooth trolls, he was unable to get rid of voodoo and soon became a green bear.

After the body surface was completely occupied by voodoo, the toxin began to fully erode his body, Dakara's defense was declining, and the bear paw he swung was not as powerful as before, and the broken tooth slowly took the upper hand.

"Dakara, you also have today." Broken Tooth grinned, this smile fell on Dakara's eyes and gave him a sense of villain's triumph, "Let me tell you what will happen if you dare to betray my Broken Tooth and dare to be the enemy of my Evil Tooth clan." ”

After speaking, the broken tooth spear stabbed again.

A dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, a rabbit will kick an eagle when he is in a hurry, let alone a giant bear?

Dakara, who felt that he was in trouble, began to fight back, and instead of dodging, he pounced while he still had strength, and fought hard to get close to the opponent with a broken tooth and a spear.

Broken Tooth was chasing after him but saw Dakara turn back to find himself desperately, fortunately he was also a battle-hardened warrior, and he was not flustered about this scene, the war spear could not function due to the distance, and he had to grab the war spear with both hands and could not be freed, but he still had legs.

Boom!

Boom!

Dakara's body was kicked twice, and the muffled sound of his body showed that the strength of the legs of the broken teeth was very strong.

If Dakara didn't have the bear spirit possession, he would have flown out upside down after these two kicks, but his physical fitness was too ferocious after the bear spirit possession, and the attack of the broken teeth could only make his body shake twice.

Oops!

Seeing Dakara approaching, Broken Tooth had to let go of his hands and give up his spear.

It is undoubtedly very humiliating for a warrior to be forced by the enemy to drop his weapon, and he hates Dakara for breaking his teeth for pushing him to this point.

At this moment, Broken Tooth noticed that Dakara's eyes had an unusual red glow, this red light was very similar to the red light of the fury, and it was impossible to tell the difference between the two if he didn't pay close attention, but he could see very clearly with the distance between Broken Tooth and Dakara no more than two meters.

Crimson glow, isn't this a sign of the voodoo that consumes lives in order to bring out maximum combat power in a short period of time?

Broken Tooth was shocked, and he knew that he had stepped into a trap set by Gandronda.

How could Gandronda, who had always been at odds with him, be so kind as to give him a weapon?

He had other plans.

This soul wants me and Dakara to fight and lose, so vicious!

The current crisis will not be alleviated because he understands the truth of the matter.

When Broken Tooth angrily cursed Gandronda's shamelessness in his heart, Dakara, who had made a last-ditch fight, had already rushed forward, and the leader of the Amani trolls possessed by Spirit Bear let out an earth-shattering roar, and the huge sonic impact made Broken Tooth's mind dizzy, and his reaction was slow, and by the time he came to his senses, he had been pounced on by Dakara.

"Broken teeth, you go to die!"

"Dakara, get out of the way!"

The two troll leaders scuffled to the death.

It's time!

Ganderanda signaled to several of his companions, and several of the strong men of the Evil Tooth tribe slowly surrounded him.

The Dark Spear Witch Doctor, who stood beside Tortugai, let out a creepy chuckle.

The time has come to reap the fruits of victory.

(To be continued)