Chapter 1060

Holy shock is a legendary element of combat skills. It can be released from a distance or attack in melee. It has both physical strike and fire damage, and it explodes extremely fast. It can control the killing range at will. It is Corsaro's most powerful attack method at present.

When he approached the enemy with a flash step, he simultaneously inspired the power of the Titan and the infinite fury of the wrath of the light.

In an instant, the strength reached the upper limit of level 20.

The wrath of the holy light was originally the "wrath of flames" from the demon soul of the flame giant, which can burst out ten times more power in an instant, with fire damage attached.

Cortharo is inspired by the sacred fire of light, called the wrath of the light.

His body grew to a height of five meters, shaped like a giant, golden flames emerged from the gaps in the sacred armor, and his whole body was enveloped in the flames. The Lightbreaker's battle ax was poured with terrifying power and infinite power of the Holy Light, and he struck out The strongest blow!

Boom!

The huge battle ax fell to the ground like a round of scorching sun. Under Corsaro's control, a fan-shaped shock wave wrapped in the monstrous holy flame, erupted violently forward like lightning.

The four holy trolls were caught off guard and instantly engulfed in flames.

The power of the holy shock is like a tsunami sweeping across half of the square. Hundreds of elite trolls lined up in front of the temple are all within the striking range. Their bodies were shattered into pieces, and the bright holy flame was rolled, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

With one blow, the whole army was wiped out.

A few seconds later, when the golden flame subsided, all the paladins saw was devastated, not even a corpse of a troll could be found.

Hazlek's ruling class was wiped out, including Maguire.

There was no sound on the top of the mountain.

The paladins looked at Corsaro's huge back with dull expressions, not daring to make a sound.

Even though they knew that the chieftain was extremely powerful, surpassing the former Zurazab, they did not expect to be so powerful that he killed two hunter kings, a troll general, and a shaman in one blow. , and at least hundreds of high-level trolls!

"Loa!"

A paladin called out in a low voice.

They also sensed the power controlled by the chief, which was the breath of the loa gods, and many paladins looked complicated.

The troll tribes in the Land Abandoned by God hated the loa deeply. They insisted on their belief in the gods and refused to convert to the loa. Therefore, they were persecuted and hunted down by the troll tribe ruled by the loa, so their ancestors had to flee into A land abandoned by gods.

Now, the chief turned out to be a loa...

Isn't the chieftain our lord's chosen one?

The Loa Temple in the Land Abandoned by the Gods has long been destroyed and disappeared in the long river of time. Why can the chieftain regain control of the Loa's power?

The paladins were still in shock when they saw the chief strike again.

Corsaro raised his right hand, and a ball of golden flame condensed on his palm. Countless energies surged from all directions, forming an energy storm visible to the naked eye. He threw himself into the flame and made it expand wildly. golden fireball.

It really is the power of Loa!

This time, the paladins saw it more clearly.

Immediately, he felt frightened. The flame in the chief's hand became brighter and more solid, like a real little sun. The terrifying heat emitted made the Direhorn subconsciously retreat a little.

Ten seconds later, Corsaro threw the golden fireball in his hand.

Fireballs flew into the hunting temple like meteors.

Then explode!

The paladins only felt that the sky suddenly darkened, and then their vision was filled with infinite white light. The shock wave hit him, and he could only retreat again and again.

When they regained their sight, they found that the magnificent hunting temple had been razed.

There was only a large area of ​​ruins in place.

The hunting temple that stood on the top of Mount Hazelek for many years, the sacred place of faith in the hearts of millions of trolls in the headhunter tribe, has since become a thing of the past.

Every troll in Hazelek City saw this scene, and they were all horrified.

Frightened, desperate, crying!

But more of it was anger.

There are three troll tribes in Hazelek, with nearly 400,000 residents, all of whom are followers of the god of hunting Urels. Although the chieftain and the most elite army have been killed, there are still nearly 50,000 troll hunters and warriors. Seeing that the temple was destroyed at this time, almost all of them rushed to the top of the mountain with red eyes.

There are more troll civilians, regardless of gender, holding various weapons and tools, roaring to wash away the shame for the gods or avenge their families, and desperately kill the enemies on the top of the mountain.

Countless forest trolls surrounded it from all sides.

Facing an enemy that was a hundred times larger than their own, the paladins couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and heard a calm voice: "Form a defensive formation!"

Corsaro gave the order.

Hearing the voice of the chief, the paladins calmed down, and immediately turned the direhorn to form a barrel formation. The tail of the direhorn faced inward, and the sharp horns faced outward. The tall and sturdy body formed a line of defense. Stand firm.

Soon, hundreds of furious forest trolls rushed to the top of the mountain, charging bravely without fear of death.

There are enemies in the sky too.

Hazelek's remaining two hundred pterosaur hunters swooped down from high altitude, and the troll hunters on their backs raised their bows and spears and aimed at the target below.

There are also hundreds of falcons, couatlas, giant bats, and various flying beasts, all of which are tame companions of the troll hunters and slam on the enemy in chaos. On the ground, more beasts formed a beast tide, roaring and rushing towards the Direhorn.

The Chief Guard seems to be caught in the ocean of a people's war.

Corsaro spread out the Seraph's wings behind his back, hovered in mid-air, and looked at the enemies everywhere with cold eyes, without any fluctuation on his face.

If the army in the previous life was in such a predicament, it would be a certain death.

But this is Arrenus.

In a world where extraordinary power is rampant and great power is its own, numbers and morale are not the decisive factor, or even the main reason.

What really determines the outcome is strength!

In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many civilians there are, no matter how angry they are, no matter how unafraid of death, they will look pale and powerless.

Corsaro stretched out a halo of protection against the attack from the sky.

At the same time, the enemy rushed in front of the paladin.

Three hundred trolls transformed from Thundercast Eternals had already quietly and evenly dispersed in the defensive formation. After the first wave of collisions between weapons and bodies, the winners were immediately distinguished. More trolls and beasts, like eggs hitting a rock, shattered in an instant, falling down and turning into corpses.

The troll behind stepped on the corpse and rushed up, and immediately followed in his footsteps.

The forest trolls attacked the defense line after wave, but the Thundercast Eternals and the paladins never retreated a single step, just like rocks amidst the waves, they remained motionless despite the waves.

There are more and more corpses on the ground, piled up layer by layer.

In the sky, pterosaurs and many birds and beasts were also shot in the head by the iron and wood spears rubbed out by the Thundercast Heavenly Soldiers, and the corpses fell down, killing many trolls and even knocking down the buildings around the mountain top. The attacks fired by the pterosaur hunter were all blocked by the aura of protection.

The killing sound shook the sky, and the blood flowed like a river.

Corsaro didn't do it himself, the eyes of the soul saw the souls of the trolls flying out of the corpses, and then absorbed by him through the air.

In the Southern Continent, he can devour souls without any restraint.

The divine power of the hunting god Urels was isolated by the altar of the ancient saints, unable to touch the southern continent, and had no close connection with the believers, and he didn't even know about Hazelek's situation at this time.

You don't have to worry about being spotted by Him.

Even if Urels perceives some truth, it doesn't matter because he can't do anything about it.

In just a quarter of an hour of fighting, almost the entire top of the mountain was filled with corpses of trolls. In front of the paladin's line of defense, the corpses were even piled up to several meters high.

The scene was extremely tragic.

However, the blood of the trolls from the three tribes of Hazelek was shed, and the corpses of the followers of the God of Hunting were all fallen.

The Chiefs Guard is intact!

Many paladins were injured, and it was impossible for the Thundercast Divine Soldiers to protect everyone around them. Minor injuries were quickly healed by divine magic, and they continued to fight. Afterwards, the seriously injured clansmen were rescued immediately.

Gradually, Hazelek's troll impact intensity decreased.

They paid the lives of tens of thousands of people, but they didn't even kill a single enemy. Such a disparity in strength made them feel hopeless.

Reality is like pouring a basin of ice water on the heads of the trolls, quenching their anger.

Most of the trolls who rushed to the enemy first were also the most devout believers. The trolls who are still alive now have less faith and determination.

There are still many trolls who are not afraid of death.

But they don't want to die needlessly.

When the troll was advancing and retreating near the top of the mountain, he heard a loud noise from outside the city. Looking back, he saw a large army coming out of the forest, quickly passing through the open space outside the city wall, and approaching the collapsed city gate.

The Edge of the Scorching Sun!

The army of paladins has arrived.

Hazelek's trolls are no strangers to the paladins of the Scorching Sun Tribe. Just a 1,000-man chieftain guard caused such a large number of casualties, almost killing the elite of the three tribes. Now the 15,000-man Scorching Sun Edge Arrived, how did Hazelek resist?

Is the Lieyang tribe going to massacre the city?

The trolls in Harzlake panicked, and the inhabitants fled, falling into chaos.

"Put down your weapons, surrender without killing!"

At this time, a majestic voice spread throughout the city. Hundreds of thousands of trolls looked up at the top of the mountain. A tall figure hung in the air. Behind him was a pair of wide golden wings, exuding a powerful aura comparable to the sun. The trolls had only seen such power in the loa.

"Drop your weapons, surrender without killing."

Corsaro repeated it, and said loudly: "Residents of Hazelek, I am Corsaro, the chieftain of the Sun Tribe."

"The Lie Sun tribe has no intention of causing more slaughter. As long as you lay down your weapons and stop resisting, my army will not attack you."

"Now please return to your homes and wait for the next order."

"If you disobey, shoot and kill!"

For a few seconds the city of Hazelek was silent, and then the noise broke out again. Although many trolls did not believe Corsaro's words and were still desperately fleeing to escape from Hazelek, more trolls chose to return to their homes and gave up resistance.

The troll who rushed to the top of the mountain also had their will to fight weakened.

Many trolls slowed down and stepped back.

Outside the city, the holy warriors of the Scorching Sun's Edge were divided into three groups. One group quickly entered the city through the collapsed city gate, and the other two went around the city wall to the other two city gates of Hazelek. The trolls in the city sensed the scorching sun's intention to intercept, and rushed to the city gate as fast as they could, which was their hope of escape.

However, when the trolls arrived, they found that the two city gates were controlled by troops of unknown origin.

They are not many in number, only about 500 trolls, and their equipment and weapons are also very chaotic. It seems that they have nothing to do with the holy warriors of the Lie Sun tribe. But each of these trolls is extremely powerful, even comparable to high-level fighters.

Tens of thousands of Hazelek residents stormed the city gate, and soon turned into corpses all over the ground.

The tall city wall that the Bloodspear tribe was once proud of gave the residents a great sense of security, but now, it is the cage that blocks their last hope of escaping.

Not long after, the Solar Front entered the city.

The other two paladin armies also arrived outside the city gate, and the army of unknown origin inside the city opened the city gate, allowing the paladins to enter without hindrance.

The trolls surrounding the city gate scattered and fled back home.

The big picture then decides.

Corsaro personally commanded Hazelek, while the Scorching Sun's Vanguard and the Chief Guard controlled the three city gates, suppressed the sporadic resisters, and launched a carpet search in the city, taking all the trolls with high-level strength, and It is the legendary level, and they are all caught and tortured.

Anyone who resisted was executed on the spot.

Only those who are willing to submit to the Lie Sun tribe and convert to the Lord of Radiance can save their lives.

Both the Thundercast Divine Soldiers and the Thundercast Heavenly Soldiers have the eyes of the soul, so they can naturally tell whether the trolls are telling the truth or lies. Most of the high-level trolls who surrendered were just to survive, and some pretended to surrender, but in fact they were Intentionally forbear for revenge in the future.

Corsaro didn't care, though.

Whether it was true surrender or false surrender, he accepted it, and he needed these remaining high-ranking trolls to set an example for the residents of Hazelek.

The elites of Hazelek's three troll tribes are almost extinct, and they are guarded by Thundercast Eternals, who can see through the conspiracy at a glance. These trolls can't make trouble.

Corsaro just needs to force them to pray to the Lord of Light.

There will always be a small number of trolls who are willing to convert. At that time, choose more pious meditation methods and magic spells that bestow the power of the Holy Light, let them become paladins, gain strength and power in the tribe, and naturally there will be more The trolls followed suit and joined the church of the Lord of Light.

Of course, it will take several months to see the first results.

Tens of thousands of years of belief are difficult to change. It may take two generations for Hazelek's more than 300,000 trolls to truly believe in the Lord of Glory.

Corsaro could not wait so long.

He only stayed in Harzlake for three days, leaving 5,000 paladins led by 100 Stormcast Eternals, and hundreds of Stormcast Celestial Lurkers to cooperate with monitoring to ensure that he could control the situation in the city. Upper Chieftain and Sunblade headed straight for the second target.

Another city of the Headhunters, Tanzaar ruled by the Bonebreakers.