The high elves after restarting the negotiations no longer took the initiative to attack Amani's positions, but remained deterrent.

After no casualties were available in the non-war zone, the rescue team of the sand trolls also became a hunting team. The magic blade leopard, which lived in large quantities in Yongge Forest, became the best hunting target.

The fat and strong magic blade leopard is the most suitable for barbecue. The oil seeped out of the meat falls on the fire. The sound of wavy rose and smells one after another. The trolls in the Amani position smelled this smell and swallowed their tongues.

"Amani, come out to get today's meal."

Lord Lar walked in front with three steps, and behind him were two people pulling a cart.

Now the Amani trolls have become accustomed to it and sent a few people to move things down the cart with expressions in their expressions. The humanitarian aid in the non-war zone is as usual, with dry food as a fist, and a strip of meat that is about the size of a finger. This little thing is only enough for them to not be hungry to retching.

While moving things down, watching Lar tearing his leopard legs with big mouthfuls, Amani swallowed down with difficulty.

Lar was still unable to relieve his anger when he ate himself, and he fed the pterodactyl squatting on his shoulders. He slapped the pterodactyl and the pterodactyl sipped into him. After a while, the pterodactyl ate an Amani meal for three days!

Seeing that the few people who were carrying things were straightened when they saw that they saw him, Lar shook the leopard legs in his hand.

"Do you want to eat it? Come there with me, and you can eat barbecue whatever you want."

Several people hesitated, and they were really shaken when facing this world of difference.

But before these people nodded, a short axe flew over from behind the position and chopped towards Lar's head. Lar pulled out the golden knife at his waist and knocked the axe away with a clang.

"Lal! You despicable guy! You dare to use such dirty means! The Amani Warriors will not surrender!"

Zulkin cursed hatefully holding an axe in his hand. Now he looks skinny than he is, but his eyes are still particularly bright.

Lar slammed indifferently. Before the other party could shoot arrows at him, he turned around and walked back with the two people pulling the cart, leaving only a contemptuous word before leaving.

"A warrior who truly refuses to surrender will not jump and scold people by eating other people's food."

“…”

Zulkin's arms veins bulged, and his nose wings opened and shrank, and his eyes were staring at Lar's back. If his eyes could set fire, Lar would probably be a pool of ashes now.

"Governor, please eat something."

The loyal soldier brought the food he had just received, and Zulkin pushed it out as usual.

"You eat it, I said, don't eat their food."

Since Amani's food cut off, Zulkin has indeed never eaten a bite. As an Amani warrior, he is still holding on to his last dignity.

But this process will only make him more painful, not the pain of hunger, but the fact that he is very clear about his persistence in dignity is worthless.

He could not help but stop the soldiers from eating, and he could not stop them from getting hungry with each other's things. Because he knew very well that if he did not do so, the soldiers would kill each other for food.

Zurkin defended the tradition of Amani's cannibalism to the death, but he could not watch Amani kill each other. Such Amani was not the once glorious and brilliant Amani. But if this continues, where can Amani's future lies?

"Guardian, what do you think is that?!"

Just as Zulkin was in chaos, Maracas beside him shouted.

Zulkin looked up and flew five or six dragon eagles above the camp!

"They are going to attack from the air!"

Zulkin made a warning in a panic, but then he discovered that the imagined attack did not happen, but a pile of parchment.

The velvet paper passed by like fallen leaves. Zulkin grabbed it in his hand and saw the words on it, and it was the words of a troll!

Some trolls who don't recognize words stuff the velvet paper into their mouths as food, but there are always literate trolls who read the contents written on it.

Simply put, as long as Amani surrenders and hands over Zurkin, everyone except Zurkin can be forgiven. The high elves also give up attacking Zuurman and reserve a lot of land for Amani.

After seeing the content written above clearly, Zulkin was stunned. The conditions written on it were only a little more harsh than in the first negotiation. Could it be that he was really wrong about Zandala?

Just then, Zulkin suddenly found that all the soldiers were looking at him, and the position was silent. Zulkin was a little hesitant whether to use his death to exchange for Amani's life.

"You must never hand over the governor!"

Suddenly a soldier tore the velvet paper in his hand and threw it on the ground. His behavior aroused everyone's response. The Amani trolls tore the velvet paper one after another, shouting that they would never betray the supervisor. Some even threw all the unfinished food out of the position in order to show their determination.

"I just said that this is useless, it's all a group of stubborn guys."

Sylvanas, who came to the front, said in a cold voice, while also looking down at Li De standing aside. This guy claimed to be the spokesperson of Lothar, but Sylvanas realized that the power held by this human race was not just the spokesperson.

Lar, standing on the tower, remained silent. Amani with such bloodiness was what he really wanted to see! Who would like to help outsiders bully his fellow race? He just didn't want to see Amani heading on the wrong path. He now only hopes that Zulkin can take responsibility and be a real Amani warrior.

Zurkin was sitting there at this time, and he suddenly realized what the glory of Amani he had been looking for? Isn’t it these warriors who still have unyielding will in their hearts?

Without hesitation and scrutiny, Zulkin decided to take a gamble and bet on Zandala's sincerity.

"warlord!?"

Zulkin stood up in a daze, and all the soldiers shouted in panic. Zulkin calmly spoke to everyone.

"You guys need to say that this is the best way to deal with it. I am not surrendering to the elves, never! I am just using the troll's method to solve the problem!"

Then, Zurkin walked out of the position without saying a word, shouting in the direction of the camp.

"Lal! Come on! When the ancient trolls rose among the mountains of Zandala, whenever there was a conflict between tribes, they would use hunting to distinguish the quality in the arena!

There are no elves now, only Amani wants to distinguish between Zandala! It’s better to use hunting methods, I am your prey, and you are my prey too!”

Zulkin took the initiative to invite the duel, and Lar was immediately excited, jumped down from the tower and walked towards Zulkin.

Behind Sylvanas, another adjutant besides Lothama Theron said disdainfully.

"What are you doing? The Zulkins are all out. Let's execute him together and it's over?"

Sylvanas didn't say anything, but just glanced over and showed his attitude.

"Are you a fool Andillyn, this is the most legitimate solution, we just need to watch it."

Lothama said in a "shockless" tone that even the proud Queldore hated the enemy he chose to die.

"Come on, let me see where Zandala is so strong? Start your performance!"

Zulkin said with a grim smile, tearing off the long hem of his purple face towel, wrapping the spear firmly around his left hand, and swinging the axe with his right hand out of the wind.

"As you wish, Amani Warriors."

Lar also had a spear and a golden knife in one hand. With a silent order, the two troll heroes collided.

Everyone could see that Zulkin was completely desperate for his fighting style. He had been hungry for many days before, but he dragged his skin and bone-skinned body to duel with Lar, and had no other intention except to die.

However, even if he died, Zulkin showed no mercy and fought with Lar with all his might.

In the end, Zulkin was able to rely on the power of the four Loa!

These four Loa are: bear god Nalorak, eagle god Ekirsson, bobcat god Haraz and dragon eagle god Gayalai.

Almost few Loa is willing to accept believers who believe in other Loa at the same time. The ability of Zulkin is unheard of. He can even possess the power of a bear, the speed of an eagle, the agility of a bobcat, and the magic of a dragon eagle.

There is only one possibility that the four Loa can be used at the same time, that is, not that Roa accepts Zulkin's belief, but that Zulkin has won the respect of the four Loa. To put it more bluntly, Zulkin tamed the four Loa!

The body was infused with Loa's strength, and Zulkin was not as skinny as before, with his muscles all over his body, and he became much taller.

The agile bobcat possesses the power of a bear, and every attack by Zulkin is fatal, not to mention the tornado of the Eagle God and the pillar of fire of the Dragon Eagle God accompany Zulkin!

Various forces and spells were raging back and forth between the two sides. Sylvanas, who was watching the battle, subconsciously clasped the longbow tightly, as if thinking about how such an enemy would deal with it.

The hot dust was flying on the battlefield, and the spears on Zulkin's left and right sides had disappeared, but the axe blade on his right hand was covered with blood.

"How is it, have you felt the power of Amani?"

Zulkin said provocatively, but when the smoke dissipated, the scene in front of him also filled with shock in Zulkin's eyes.

Lar, who had already thrown his spear, wiped the blood on his chest with his hand, and looked at his golden shoulder armor with pity. The armor saved his life, and the scratches on the armor were left when the spearhead was cut off.

Of course, this is not the reason why Zulkin is shocked. The real reason is that a huge phantom of phantom appeared behind Lar at this time! He was staring at Zulkin with a sharp gaze.

"This is Loa, the Lord of the Sky, Paku. I underestimated the enemy just now, and I have been back this time!"

The huge phantom of the phantom protected Lar in the middle. With each flapping of the skin wings, Lar's speed doubled. In the end, Lar was as fast as a bolt-cat power. Even Zulkin, who had the power of the bobcat, could not catch up! Lar rushed around under the protection of Paku's phantom, and Zulkin retreated step by step!

Zulkin finally gave his all, and the tornado and the pillar of fire merged into one, becoming a huge fire whirlwind circling and strangling back and forth. At the same time, the phantom of Paku doubled. The skin wings swayed back and forth, and the fire whirlwind swung left and right.

"Did you see it? This is the true strength of the witch Lord, gorgeous and powerful."

Taranji, who came to the front line at some point, appeared quietly beside Li De and said in admiration.

After just a few confrontations, Zulkin was almost pushed back to Amani's position. Amani who were watching the game subconsciously came to help Zulkin.

"Don't move, this is a battle between us! Loa! Give me more powerful strength!"

With Zorkin's shouting, an amazing scene happened. Behind him, there were four phantoms of Loa, who could call out the projection of Loa. This is only Zandala can do. Of course, sand trolls may have to be added now, but Zorkin actually did this!

Unfortunately, there is a gap between Loa and Loa after all. Loa's strength is strong and weak, and Loa has many absolute trusts. Paku is the superior Loa in Zandala, so how can these four Forest Loa compare?

Paku's projection suddenly broke away from Lar's body, soared into the air and swept away with a huge force. The four Loa's much smaller projections were washed away in just a moment!

Paku's projection did not stop, but continued to rush towards Zulkin! The Lord of the Sky turned into countless sharp arrows, instantly piercing through Zulkin's body!

The last scene that people saw was that Zulkin was pushed to the edge of Amani's position, covered in wounds and blood was sprinkled all over the sky.

Then Paku's impact raised strong smoke and dust, waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate. Lar, who had a huge wound on his chest, walked towards the direction of the non-war camp with difficulty, and was carrying a head in his hand!

"Zurkin's body was completely collapsed, and only this head was left."

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Chapter completed!