Chapter 1048

Cortharo is the name of the captain of the Sun Troll.

Ryan knew him and had an impression of him.

In fact, Ren knew about all the upper trolls of the Lie Sun tribe.

Three sun warriors, more than a dozen temple priests, more than a hundred high-level paladins, and more than 300 of the more than 5,000 elite paladins, the Thundercast Heavenly Soldiers sneaked into Salta. Observing in secret for many months and collecting information on these strong men, it can be said that he knows the entire tribe well.

This Corsaro left a deep impression on Rennes because he was very young.

High-level paladins are the backbone of the Lie Sun tribe, equivalent to human legends. Most Lie Sun trolls are promoted to high-level paladins when they are around forty years old, while Corsaro became a high-level paladin in his early thirties. It can be described as outstanding talent.

Among the younger generation of the Lie Sun tribe, Corsaro's talent is top-notch, but compared to the top trolls, it is still slightly inferior.

However, Corsaro has a more unique origin.

He is an orphan.

When he was three, his parents died while out hunting, in much the same way today, in an ambush by a tribe of headhunters.

Fortunately, Corsaro had a great grandfather.

His grandfather was Zurazab, the chieftain of the Sun Tribe, the supreme ruler of Salta, and the most powerful of the three Sun Warriors.

But unfortunately, Chief Zurazab has many descendants, and there are more than a dozen descendants of Corsaro's generation alone. Although Zurazab adopted him after the death of both his parents, he only had enough food and clothing and didn't receive much care.

When Corsaro became an adult at the age of fifteen, he began to live independently, participated in the hunting and fighting of the tribe, and grew up step by step.

It wasn't until two years ago that Corsaro was promoted to a high-ranking paladin that his grandfather praised him a few words.

But that's all.

Zurazab did not look at Corsaro differently because of this. Corsaro felt a little dissatisfied with this, but he didn't dare to show it. He only had awe and alienation towards his grandfather since he was a child. He has great ambitions, knowing that he is still young and too weak to compete with his grandfather at all, and has no status or right to speak in the tribe, so he hides all his thoughts in his heart, works hard to cultivate the power of the holy light, and hone his fighting skills. Prove yourself to your grandfather in the future, or even replace your grandfather.

When Corsaro was growing up, the god of the scorching sun became his most important spiritual support, and he went to the temple to pray to the god every day.

He is a fanatic of Anser!

A Stormcast soldier had watched Corsaro secretly for a few days, seeing through the young troll's every detail, knowing himself better than he himself.

Overall, Corsaro is a troll with talent, ability, faith, and ambition. If he can survive, he may not have all achievements in the future.

Unfortunately, he has no future.

Ren had seen the stalker approaching Corsaro from the shadows a long time ago, and he could have saved him easily, but he didn't do anything, watching the stalker piercing Corsaro's heart coldly.

For his own great plan, Corsaro could only make a heroic sacrifice.

"ah……"

Corsaro cried out in pain, and under the stimulation of the severe pain, the power of the holy light in his body exploded, and with a bang, the stalker behind him was blown away.

This was a counterattack on the verge of death. After the explosion, he immediately languished.

Stealth's dagger was coated with poison, and even though he hadn't had time to shatter his entire heart, the poison had already spread, and blood and the power of holy light spewed out from his chest. In the blink of an eye, he felt paralyzed all over his body, and his strength and life were crazily passing away.

"No……"

Corsaro couldn't believe it, knelt down and murmured, "Why did I die here?"

His mind went blank and his vision blurred.

Before falling into the darkness, Corsaro exhausted his last bit of strength and shouted sharply: "My lord Anser, is this your destiny for me..."

A sharp arrow hit his forehead, and the arrow pierced through the back of his head, and the sound stopped abruptly.

boom.

Corsaro's body fell to the ground, completely out of breath.

"team leader!"

The paladins who were struggling against the enemy screamed angrily, but on their faces, there was more despair than anger.

Even the strongest captain is dead, it is impossible for them to stand out and surround them, and they will definitely die.

The trolls of the headhunter tribe kept a distance from the paladins, and only sent three high-ranking warriors to fight head-on to restrain their prey. The other more than a hundred trolls were scattered in the surrounding forest, shooting long-distance with bows and spears, and then A few rogues wait for an opportunity to backstab.

As the battle progressed, the paladins fell one by one.

Soon, there were only two elite paladins and four ordinary paladins left in the Sun Troll. Their armor was severely damaged, their bodies were wounded and poisoned. Even without the long-range threat of the troll hunter, they could not be the opponents of the three high-level fighters, and they were not far from death.

on the sky.

Sanguinius and the Lieyang clone appeared beside Ren, and the Lieyang clone looked at Corsaro who fell to the ground in the forest, showing every detail from the inside to the outside.

His physical appearance began to adjust.

A few seconds later, the scorching sun avatar changed from an ordinary scorching sun troll to another Corsaro. No matter the skin color, posture or figure, even the color of fangs and pupils, all the details were the same as Corsaro's. exactly the same.

Even the closest trolls of Cortharo can't tell the truth from the fake.

The Liege clone wore a set of high-level paladin armor, which was manufactured by Ren imitating the craftsmanship of the Liege tribe. It used exactly the same materials and was of the same level as the armor on Corsaro. He quickly created damage on the armor, trying to match the damage of Corsaro's armor, and also faked the injury of the heart being pierced, and an arrow was inserted into the forehead.

Due to the rush of time, the damage to the armor and the injuries on the body could not be exactly the same, but careful observation could still reveal subtle differences.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The battle in the forest is coming to an end soon and cannot be dragged on any longer.

bang...

A huge roar resounded over the forest, like thunder on the ground, and the sky shook, which made the trolls in the battle terrified, separated quickly, and looked up at the sky.

They saw the light.

This is a more dazzling light than the sun, sacred and blazing, penetrating through the shade of the trees and illuminating every corner of the forest, the dead branches and fallen leaves burned, and burned to ashes in a blink of an eye.

The sky and the ground within a radius of one kilometer were completely transparent, and the trolls felt a terrifying pressure coming, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Loa?"

The troll of the headhunter tribe exclaimed.

Immediately, they discovered something was wrong, it was different from the aura of Loa, it was more majestic and shocking, sacred and inviolable, it seemed to be a level higher than Loa. The trolls of the headhunter tribe believe in the god of hunting, and occasionally get a response from the god, so they are no strangers to this breath.

God!

The trolls on both sides were overwhelmed by this breath, trembling. The paladin first panicked, and then realized that this terrifying force was very familiar.

This is the power of the Holy Light!

Even the power of the chief's holy light is less than one percent of this holy light.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the minds of the four surviving paladins, and at the same time they thought of something, and boldly raised their heads to look at the brilliance in the sky.

At this moment, a more dazzling beam of light descended from the sky, shining in the forest clearing, covering all the paladins, including the dead bodies on the ground.

The paladin was bathed in the holy light, and surging power poured into his body.

They immediately felt that their wounds stopped bleeding and healed quickly, the toxins in their bodies were also expelled, and their physical strength returned to its peak.

"The sun is burning!"

The four paladins trembled with excitement, knelt down involuntarily, and shouted loudly: "My lord, this is the power of my lord Anser!"

The faces of the trolls of the Headhunter tribe changed drastically.

They have been fighting with the Lieyang tribe for thousands of years. Naturally, they knew that the Lieyang tribe served a "God of Lieyang" who had fallen more than 10,000 years ago, so they dared to attack boldly and regarded the Lieyang troll as their prey.

Could it be that after so many years, the God of Scorching Sun was resurrected?

The three high-ranking troll warriors winked at each other, signaling to retreat quickly, moving with difficulty amidst the mountain-like majesty, trying to stay away from the battlefield.

However, as soon as they moved two steps, they saw something even more terrifying, and their whole body stiffened immediately, like a stone statue.

In the flickering light, the corpses that fell on the ground moved!

The dead paladins stood up one after another.

The wounds on their bodies healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the fatal wounds that penetrated the head and heart recovered within a few seconds, and the souls returned to their bodies. Why did I come back from the dead.

Corsaro is also resurrected.

But amidst the great shock, none of the trolls noticed that the Corsaro in front of them had been switched, and he was no longer the former Corsaro.

The confusion in Corsaro's eyes quickly receded, and he knelt down towards the radiance of the sky. Excited, he shouted loudly: "My Lord! You have finally risen again like the sun, your light shines in the sky, your Greatness is everywhere, omnipotent! You have given me a second life, and I, Corsaro, will dedicate my most devout faith and serve the great God of Scorching Sun for the rest of my life..."

He chanted the teachings of the Sun God aloud.

The paladins who had just been resurrected also reacted, knelt down and prayed loudly to the god they worshiped together.

The loud voice spread throughout the forest, and the trolls of the headhunter tribe were extremely shocked, but after the initial shock, their faces showed ferocity and determination, like a group of fearless beasts.

Even a god can't stop himself from hunting!

The leading troll is a high-ranking warrior lord. He planned this ambush alone. He didn't show his full strength in the battle just now.

He quickly winked at the men around him a few times.

Then, his body rapidly swelled to a height of more than three meters, his eyes were bloodshot, he let out a roar, resisted the coercion of the Holy Light, and swung the giant ax in his hand to charge towards Corsaro. The blade of the ax went straight to Corsaro's neck, and he wanted to cut off the enemy's head while the opponent was praying.

The other two high-ranking fighters also mobilized to besiege the revived paladins around Corsaro from other directions.

Outside the clearing, the troll hunters fired a dense stream of arrows.

"careful!"

A paladin who is farther away issues a reminder.

Corsaro seemed to have noticed it a long time ago, and stood up abruptly, already holding his own weapon, a two-handed sword.

He held the hilt of the two-handed sword with one hand, and with the momentum of turning around, he raised his hand and struck out a sword.

boom!

The holy light erupted violently, and a sword light more than ten meters long emerged, which seemed to be composed of substantial golden flames, swept out, and disappeared before the eyes of the trolls.

The three high-ranking fighters in the charge suddenly stagnated.

The leading warrior lord looked down, and found that his upper body was separated from his legs. With a bang, half of his body fell to the ground. The incision on his waist was scorched black, and no blood flowed out at all. The troll's vitality was extremely tenacious, even though he was cut in half, he did not die immediately, and he let out a scream.

"Ah, ah..."

But he only yelled twice and then there was no movement.

The golden flame on the wound spread and turned into ashes in an instant, and even the giant ax in his hand was burned into a puddle of molten iron.

The other two high-ranking fighters had a similar fate. After being cut in half, their bodies were burned clean.

There was silence in the clearing.

Corsaro slashed the enemy with a single sword, clenched his empty left hand and raised his fist high, the fist was shining with light, and a translucent golden protective cover instantly opened, shaped like a hemisphere upside down, protecting the paladins.

Divine Art - Halo of Asylum!

Arrows and spears hit the protective cover one after another, and they were all bounced off immediately, making a clanging sound, and the protective cover did not shake at all.

The paladins were stunned, and then excited, this is a divine technique!

A divine spell bestowed by the God of the Scorching Sun.

Since the fall of our lord, for more than 10,000 years, the holy warriors of the Lieyang tribe have never been able to master divine arts. They can only use the power of the holy light in close combat, combined with explosive combat skills, to enhance strength and defense, But the power is much worse than the divine art.

Finally, paladins can master divine arts again!

Corsaro turned his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he shouted angrily, "Get out!"

His voice contained the coercion of a god, high above, as if the gods were judging the criminals who had committed unforgivable crimes.

Divine Art - Judgment!

Several figures appeared nearby, with low postures, wearing close-fitting black leather armor, and weapons in their hands were short swords or daggers. These troll stalkers were approaching the paladin, waiting for an opportunity to ambush, but Corsaro let out a roar, his soul trembling, and his body stiffened.

The surrounding paladins swarmed and chopped them to pieces.

Outside the aura of protection, the trolls of the headhunter tribe saw that the situation was not good. A high-ranking headhunter shouted a few times, and the trolls immediately retreated and fled in the forest.

"Captain, don't let them go!"

A paladin screamed anxiously, vengeance burning in his eyes.

"They can't run away." Corsaro said calmly, removed the aura of protection, and raised the big sword with both hands to point to the sky. A huge power of holy light was brewing on the blade. Three seconds later, an extremely dazzling The holy light exploded in all directions, covering an area with a radius of hundreds of meters.

"Holy Storm!"

Corsaro's voice resounded above the forest.