Most of the trolls in Zulfarak are monsters, and are designed to give players experience and equipment.

But this is not the case. What he showed was a friendly relationship with Lu Li and others.

"Uncle, are you okay? Is there anything you can help you?" Lu Li signaled Xiao Bajiang to come up and talk. It would be better to leave this kind of NPC that may trigger the task to the task expert to contact.

As soon as Xiaoba Jiang opened her mouth, the troll stopped moaning in pain, and he said weakly: "My name is Mazoga, I'm about to die."

Mazoga!

Lu Li finally knew who this guy was. He should be the winner of Susas, the whipster of the Divine Sword.

However, the situation of this master of the Divine Sword is really miserable. Not only is it covered in blood, but his mental state is even more endangered. If there is no accident, it is hard to say whether he can live for another half an hour.

"Uncle, you won't die, I will definitely save you," No matter whether you were a troll in front of you, Xiao Bajiang quickly developed a great sense of sympathy for him.

The little girl has rich emotions and is instinctively sympathetic to see pitiful things.

"Demonic, I need the Demonic," Mazoga struggled for a moment and hissed.

There are some magic spirits in everyone's backpacks, which are alchemy materials and are not widely used. Many trolls can expose this kind of thing along the way. Because they can be stacked and placed in the backpack, they can be picked up all of them easily.

Xiaoba Jiang took out a few demonic spirits from her backpack and stuffed them into his mouth as Mazoga told.

The wound on the troll's body slowly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his pale skin quickly returned to the troll's green true nature. At least from the surface, he would be unable to die for a while.

"How do you feel now?" Xiao Bajiang asked happily.

"Haha, do you think I'm alive?" Mazoga shook his head mockingly, saying, "In order to survive in the harsh desert, the Sand Rage Troll must know all the secrets about the demon spirit. If you drink the demon spirit, you will have the power... but you don't know that this is the darkest voodoo, right? But there is no room for retreat."

"Ah. What should I do? If it's poison, why do you have to drink it?" Xiao Bajiang was stunned.

"If you don't drink, you will die. If you drink, you will die. What's the difference?" Mazoga sat up and leaned against the stone wall and gasped. "They all said I was a traitor of Shafu, but who can know the truth? I don't want to bring the truth to the grave. I want to tell it."

Lu Li knew that this was the mission was about to begin, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're all listening, uncle, please tell me," Xiao Bajiang didn't dislike the dirty ground and sat directly in front of the troll, with her big round eyes and holding her cheeks. She looked serious about listening to the story.

The troll drank another bottle of demon spirit. He looked up at the moonlight, especially staying on the two one-handed swords in his hand for a moment. He said, "You have come for these two swords, but it doesn't matter. I am a descendant of Makari, the dark man who longs for sacrifice... My father and I, and some others, were sent out from Zulfarak to find the legendary Sousas Sword, and thus restore the glory of Sand Fury... "

Mazoga told a long story, and then said with a wry smile: "That's how it is, one betrayal after another. I stabbed the sword in the back of the same clan, and Chief Ukz also gave me a darker hand behind it for it."

The story is dull. None of the parties involved seems to be innocent.

"Uncle, these two swords cannot be combined together," Xiaobajiang told him the truth unbearably. The group of them studied for a long time but did not find a way to synthesize the magic sword.

"No. You are wrong, little girl," Mazoga shook his head: "I know you don't have any good feelings for me after listening to the story, but I still want to say that the Divine Sword is real."

"Uncle, you are not like a bad guy, you are different from them." Xiao Bajiang said seriously.

Other trolls attacked them when they saw them, but this troll told her stories. She was indeed not a bad person. She was a mission expert and the system's daughter did not lie.

When Mazoga heard her say that she was a good person, she was obviously moved: "Okay, for the sake of you killing Ukz and Shading for me, I decided to hand over this thing to you."

As he said that, he took out something black from his waist.

Lu Li and others looked at him for no reason, waiting for him to reveal the answer, what is the purpose of this?

"Put the two swords together and they will merge," a hint of fanaticism appeared in Mazoga's eyes. This sword should belong to him, but unfortunately he can't use it now.

Moonlight placed the fusion agent on the two swords, and the two swords slowly fused together. The system prompted him to successfully synthesize the whipster Sussus.

The whipster Susus is a top-quality weapon at the dark gold level. It combines the advantages of two gold one-handed swords. Another option is split/combination. As long as you move your mind, you can control it to turn into two swords and one sword.

It’s a pity that Moonlight is unable to equip the two-handed great sword now.

Although both one-handed swords are equipped at level 35, the one after synthesis becomes a two-handed sword that can only be equipped at level 40.

This means that if you want to take the weapon over and playfully Moonlight and Blue Sea Breeze plan to go bankrupt, they are only at level 37 or 8, and there is still a long way to go before level 40.

Mazoga looked at the birth of Sussus, and the spirit in his eyes gradually faded a little.

This is something he fought for all his life, and it was still a waste of time to the end. The era of trolls has really passed. The race that once dominated the continent of Azeroth will eventually come to an end. This is the impermanence of the world.

"Thank you, uncle, do you need any help from us?" Xiao Bajiang asked.

If you get the benefits, you should do something for the other party. A simple little girl is also a person with clear grudges.

"Naqi, my Naqi, have you taken me out of this dirty city?" Mazoga's consciousness seemed a little blurred. The demonic spirit could not really bring people back to life, it was just a poison that overdraws the vitality.

Lu Li and others were a little silent and didn't know what to do.

Mazoga struggled for a moment, opened his eyes suddenly, and a crazy look was revealed in his eyes: "Gazrira, they dedicated Nazi to Gazrira, my Nazi!"

"We will help you kill Gazrela," Lu Li said solemnly.

Ghazrela is the last wave of Zulfarak, and the target of their strategy dungeon. This kind of promise is just a favor.

"Let the sand soak a little more blood, so that Ghazrela can get the end that every sand rage deserves... Bloody death will always sink into the nightmare of the troll's revival and cannot wake up," Mazoga set out the most vicious curse in his opinion. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!