The troll shaman didn't have time to think and concentrated on dealing with Damenlevsky.
"Who do you think will win?" Li Ziyu asked happily while watching the battle below.
"Of course it's Damenlevsky." Liu Xingxing shouted.
This is almost a no-brainer.
The Troll Shaman's magical light and shadow effects were very good, but they seemed to have no effect on Damenlevsky, and he was suppressed.
More importantly, Damenlevskiy was able to easily suppress the troll shaman without using any weapons.
Obviously, the heroes haven't used their full strength yet.
"I feel the same way. Peng, have you heard of the Holy Temple?" Li Ziyu turned his head and asked.
He was curious about the temple.
There is nothing curious about the name of the Holy Temple. There are many such names in the novels of the previous life.
Li Ziyu was curious about this force.
He couldn't remember which race in the central region had a force like the Temple.
Could it be a troll?
But why would the trolls send people to attack them?
Li Ziyu couldn't understand.
According to the information Zhang Peng obtained, ratmen and trolls are enemies.
If I want to fight the rat people, it is equivalent to indirectly helping the trolls. Why would they send people to attack me at this time?
Even if the trolls are stupid and not smart, they will not confuse friend with foe.
This is also the question Zhang Peng is thinking about.
As the person who controls intelligence, Zhang Peng has been collecting intelligence on various forces in the central area, but it seems that he really doesn't know about the Holy Temple.
Judging from this troll shaman, the Temple is not just an ordinary organization. They possess very powerful military force.
Failure to understand such an organization was a huge mistake.
"I'll check it carefully." Zhang Peng thought for a long time before saying this to Li Ziyu.
"Instead of checking, why not just ask directly? It would be faster, right?"
As Li Ziyu spoke, he leaned forward and shouted to the people below, "Damenlevsky, don't kill him, keep him alive. I have something to ask you!"
Damenlevsky punched the troll shaman in the face with more than ten punches, smashing the magic shield in front of the troll shaman that was flashing with yellow light. Then he gave Li Ziyu a thumbs up to indicate that he understood.
The troll shaman felt scared when he saw this scene.
How careless the battle is!
When you're fighting with me, you still have the mind to give me a thumbs-up?
Look down on me...
The huge fist hit the troll shaman's face. His face collapsed and his cheeks were sunken. He was knocked away like a rag bag.
The troll shaman flew more than ten meters in the air, fell to the ground, bounced up and rolled, and finally stopped after sliding several meters.
"Forehead……"
Blood foam mixed with groans, the troll shaman supported his body and tried to stand up, but a crystal spear shot down from the sky and pierced into the ground beside him.
The troll shaman's body shook, and the magic that had just been condensed in his hand dispersed.
That was the Void Lord's warning.
He has already lost.
If he attacks again, his life will be taken next time.
The troll shaman was very happy and chose not to resist anymore.
The two sides are not enemies of the same level.
The Hero Clan is too powerful, he can't defeat them, so he might as well surrender.
"Bepta!" Damenlevsky raised his head and shouted in dissatisfaction.
"If you hit him again, he will die." Bepta landed next to Damenlevsky and said calmly.
Damenlevsky hummed helplessly and walked towards the troll shaman.
"You mages are too weak to fight." Damenlevsky said unhappily.
Compared to fighting with magic professions, he still prefers to fight with warrior professions. The feeling of punching each other and killing each other is very refreshing.
Unlike these magic professionals, they are defeated after two hits and look weak and can be bullied.
Boring.
"I'm not a mage, I'm a shaman." The troll shaman explained seriously.
"They are all the same and cannot be beaten." Damenlevsky didn't care whether it was a mage or a shaman. He reached out and grabbed the troll shaman, lifted him up in his hand, and walked towards the Rat Death Border City.
When he arrived at the gate, it was already open. Li Ziyu and a group of people were waiting for him with smiles on their faces. "Our hero has returned triumphantly!"
(End of this chapter)
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