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Chapter 1065 God of Power(1/2)

A gap appeared in Zuanke's wall.

But the gap was not big enough. Colzaro jumped out of the Holy Fire of Light and fell into the city. The Titan's divine power was activated to the upper limit, and his body instantly surged to twenty meters high. The position of his head was higher than the city wall, just like a god descending to earth.

"Loa!"

The troll who was running over saw Corsaro's form at this time, his face was shocked and quickly stopped.

Corsaro swung the tomahawk that was enlarged simultaneously and smashed the gap in the city wall a few times.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Every axe falls, the earth shakes and the gravels fly around.

The entire city wall collapsed and was shaking. Colzaro finally hit it with a sacred shock, and finally smashed the city wall. Countless stones poured out and fell into the moat to fill it.

Just then, the ice-winged dragon group swooped down and spewed out a stream of ice breaths, frozen the river water, and the city wall was gravel as the foundation. Within a few seconds, an ice bridge leading to the city was formed, and Zuanke was completely exposed to the glorious legion.

"Hold the gap!"

"You must never let the enemy rush in!"

A loud roar rang out from Zuanke City, and Corsaro looked in the voice and saw a tall and strong troll warrior.

He was taller than the troll warrior who had just been killed by himself. He grew horizontally over three meters. His naked upper body contained explosive power. His skin was covered with blue tattoos. He held a giant sword and charged forward on the back of a giant bear.

Colzaro narrowed his eyes.

This troll warrior blessed by Loa has experienced nine soul transformations and is about the same strength as Zulazabu.

He took the lead in charge, followed by hundreds of trolls who also rode giant bears, each one being taller than ordinary trolls, at least at the elite level, all with red eyes.

These trolls are all berserkers.

The body of the God of Power Usok is a Gumanla war bear. It can bless believers with "power of giant bears", increasing their body size and increasing their strength when they enter a violent state. The strong berserk can also get a war bear mount.

These hundreds of berserkers are Zuanke's most elite military force, Mandohas, the chief of the Blood Eye tribe.

Mandohas is at the forefront.

"Great Usok, give me strength!" Mandohas roared angrily, his tattoo on his body twisted and shiny, his already extremely strong body swelled again, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he turned into a terrifying troll more than four meters tall.

Under him, Gumanla and the bear also roared, running wildly, as if mad.

The berserkers following him entered a state of violence.

Hundreds of huge war bears launched a charge at the same time, and the primitive and mad breath spread out, like thousands of troops rushing towards the gap in the city wall, as if they were torn apart all the enemies standing in front of them.

Corsaro stood in the road alone.

He looked back and saw that the Glorious Legion was still in the forest on the other side of the moat, and it would take at least half a minute before he could rush across the ice and enter the city.

The troll berserker will arrive first and block the gap in the city wall.

This has little impact on the battle situation.

When I chose to attack Zuanke, I was destined to end the city, but the process would be slightly different.

Corsaro felt a strong look from Mandohas.

The bloody eyes of this Loa warrior were filled with madness and anger, and the courage to die, but there was no fear.

Behind him is his own tribe and people, and he cannot retreat at all, and there is no room for retreat.

The distance between the two sides was shortened rapidly.

Mandohas could clearly sense the aura of the troll in front of him who was taller than the city wall. It was as fierce as fire, sacred and vast as that of the god of power he served for hundreds of years. Just taking a look at it makes the soul suffocate.

But he did not hesitate at all, and roared angrily, and jumped up with the momentum of the giant bear charging.

"For Zuanke!"

Mandohas held up his giant sword and slashed towards the enemy's head.

"Courtesy."

Corsaro thought to himself, and poked out his left hand like lightning. In the Titan giant's state, his palm was as wide as a wall, and he grabbed Mandohas with extremely accurate accuracy.

There was a clang.

Mandohas's giant sword slashed on Colzaro's palm, splashing a large piece of Mars, and then it was stuck in the muscles, without even a drop of blood flowing out.

His eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it was this flesh and blood body.

Then he was caught by the giant palm.

Corsaro, like holding a toy, letting Manhados struggle to no avail, slapped him on the ground.

Boom!

The ground of half Zuanke shook.

Manhados's body instantly exploded into blood foam, and countless sacred fires of light burst out from his giant palm, evaporating Manhados' blood and flesh. A sacred shock was fired out, forming a flame shock wave more than ten meters high, pushing forward hundreds of meters.

The troll berserker who charged forward was like being crushed by a huge wall, and accompanied by a terrifying flame storm, and was immediately smashed to pieces.

"ah……"

A scream spread, and the giant bear roared in pain, but it stopped soon.

Korzaro shrank his body, and there was a huge palm print under his feet. The hundreds of meters long street in front of him had turned into a fire hell. Mandohas, hundreds of berserkers and their giant bear mounts all turned into ashes under this palm.

He jumped up to the sky with flashing steps, landed on the back of the Ice Winged Dragon, looking down at Zuanke.

soon.

The Glorious Legion rushed into the city through the gap in the city wall and began a one-sided massacre. The chiefs and elites of the Blood-Eyed Tribe were all lost. Even though there were still a large number of berserkers blessed by Loa, they were vulnerable in front of the Glorious Legion.

The Ice Winged Dragon hovered in the air and quickly killed Zuanke's giant eagle hunter.

The defense line on the ground collapsed at once.

Zuanke's army only resisted for less than a quarter of an hour, and under the leadership of more than a dozen remaining high-level berserkers, surrendered to the Glorious Legion.

The battle is much easier than expected, because the trolls have long been used to it.

The war between Loa was never completely destroyed. They knew that as long as they converted, they could survive, and Loa needed believers. Most of the troll tribes who resisted and would rather die than convert had moved to the land of God's abandonment.

Half a day later, the Glorious Legion successfully controlled Zuanke.

But this is not the end.

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of Zuank trolls, Korzaro once again appeared in the form of a giant, and a huge golden flame condensed from his palm and threw it towards the temple of Usok.

The temple was destroyed amid the earth-shaking explosion.

The trolls were all frightened.

They knew what it meant to destroy the temple of Loa, but this was the most serious provocation made by one Loa to the other Loa, and both sides remained unstoppable. Only with the death of one of the parties could the war be ended!

Although Zuank's trolls knew that this was a Loa war when the enemy invaded, they were unwilling to become the battlefield of Loa.

"It's over."

"Will Loa come to Zuanke?"

"have no idea."

"Our tribe has served Loa for so many years. Is it still unclear that He will never tolerate such provocations, and will definitely come!"

"But this is a trap..."

The trolls in Zuanke were in a dilemma while being frightened. They hoped that Loa would arrive at Zuanke, destroy the enemy, and regain their city for the tribe; but they were afraid that the two Loa would fight in Zuanke and destroy their homes.

I am afraid that He will come, and I am afraid that He will not come.

After a moment.

An angry roar came from the east, and all the trolls in Zuanke looked at each other. It was the direction of "Vodahir". The city where the Loa Temple of Usok, the god of power, is located, is only more than a hundred miles away from Zuanke.

The earth in the east was trembling, and the trees in the forest fell in chunks, and a giant could be seen approaching quickly from afar.

Colzaro flapped his wings and flew into the sky, looking into the east from afar.

"It's actually here!"

He was quite surprised. He did not directly attack Vodahill and chose Zuanke. Anyone could see that this was a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Loa is always entrenched on the altar of the ancient saints and will not leave easily.

In the history of the Southern Continent, almost every Loa's failure and fall was caused by leaving his ancient saint altar, thus being directly attacked by his nest and taking control of the altar. Some were stolen by the enemy, while others were betrayed by the trolls under his command. In short, they did not end well.

Corsaro thought Usok would not come, so he made a good deal.

If Usok stays at the Altar of the Ancient Saint, then take Zuanke as the starting point, attack the cities and villages, and conquers the troll tribes west of Vodashir one by one, until Inhenero, the losses of millions of troll believers force Usok to attack.

Unexpectedly, after conquering the first troll city, Loa couldn't help it.

"roar……"

A deafening roar rang through the sky, then turned into words, the voice filled with violence and anger: "Troll, come out!"

Korsaro turned into a golden light and flew out of Zuanke.

A few miles outside the city, he saw the God of Power Usok. As the rumored one, this Loa was a giant bear. But it was larger than any war bear that Colzaro had ever seen. It was more than thirty meters from beginning to end. Its torso was thick and strong, covered with black fur, its limbs were like pillars, and its huge claws flashed with a terrifying cold light.
To be continued...
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