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Chapter 228 Sandfury Troll Spear Thrower

After discussing the real name of the ogre, Loniti also expressed their purpose.

"I heard Govine say, you might know the troll spearhead?"

After hearing Loniti's words, Katunqi's expression suddenly changed, then looked around and signaled Loniti and others to come over and speak in a voice that only a few people could hear.

"I do know a troll spearhead. What are you going to do?"

"This little guy, he wants to be a spear thrower. Although it was matched by Govin and I... but it's not a big problem."

Luo Niti patted Xiaojie and said in a low voice in cooperation with Katunqi.

Govin looked at Loniti. It was clearly led by Loniti, and he just mentioned that his comrades might know the troll spearhead, so why would he still have his own share?

"If this is the case, I advise you to let this kid give up being a troll spearheader, or you can go find another troll spearheader."

Katunqi glanced at Xiaojie with a meaningful look on his face and said indisputable tone.

Xiao Jie's body stiffened. He felt that the reason why Katunqi said this was because he felt that he was not qualified to be a troll spearhead, and his face was filled with disappointment.

However, Loniti heard that Katunqi said this not because Xiaojie was not qualified, but because there was something else.

"We are all here. Even if we don't go and look for it, we must listen to the identity of the spear thrower."

"If you really want to hear it, it's not impossible...but you have to make sure you won't tell anyone that I know him."

Katunqi's tone was not as strict as Loniti imagined, or maybe the troll had been trying to talk to someone, anyway, Loniti said this casually, and Katunqi spoke.

But it is obvious that the identity of the spearhead was very problematic, otherwise Katunqi would not have been banned from Loniti and the others from spreading.

"That guy... is Zulfarak's Sand Troll. I know, you must be curious about how I met a Sand Troll, but I can guarantee that he is different from other Sand Trolls. If he was born in an ordinary tribal clan, he might be a good warrior."

"In fact, I don't care what kind of troll that guy is, I just need to know if he is a qualified spear thrower."

"Yes, he is a qualified spear thrower. But you better not go find him because..."

"What's his name?"

"What?"

Katonchi was stunned by Loniti's forced attitude. Helplessly, Loniti asked again, and Katonchi reacted.

"His name is ring finger, a very strange name. He is the training officer of the Sand Rage Troll's Spearheader, and can mobilize all the Sand Rage Troll's Spearheader."

Loniti waited quietly for Katunqi to finish speaking, and then replied calmly.

"I don't care."

Katunqi was stunned again. He really couldn't figure it out. He had already said it clearly, why Loniti still insisted on finding the ring finger.

Zul Farak is not a tourist attraction or a friendly town. It lives there with the Sand Trolls, who will tear all the invaders apart.

In his opinion, if Loniti insisted on going, he would definitely be torn to pieces by the sand trolls.

"Sorry, I never care about any evil forces."

Because I am the biggest leader of the evil forces.

Katunqi was speechless, Gowen was speechless, Xiaojie looked confused, ogre... he napped against the wall.

"Okay, we'll go to the game, maybe I'll be here soon."

…………………………………………………………

When Loniti and the others returned to the beast-fighting cage, Tianlan and Guitou had not finished fighting yet. But judging from the situation, both of them were already at the end of their strength.

Tianlan's forehead was covered with sweat, and even the long flowing golden hair of the blood elf was wet with sweat, which seemed to know that his mental power must be consumed very seriously.

The ghost head was not feeling well. The thin black leather armor he was wearing was already full of holes. I don’t know what magic Hailan used to cause this kind of wound.

Fortunately, because Ghost Head is a dead soul, and a dead soul with only bones left, although the injuries on the leather armor look a bit serious, as long as the bones in his key parts are not broken, it will have no effect on him.

Of course, the solution to the undead is actually very simple, just a large amount of holy light or directly destroy their souls. However, because the ghost head is a stalker, Tianlan still finds it difficult to hurt his head.

"Hehehehe, you're almost out of reach, Jin Cancan's mage!"

The ghost hair laughed with unknown meaning and said to Tianlan in a mocking tone, and the dagger in his hand kept turning.

"I'll definitely fall after you, your skeleton."

Tianlan looked at Tianlan with his nostrils high above, with a full of arrogance in his tone. It can be said that he fully utilized the temper brought by the blood that he thought was extremely noble in the bones of most blood elves.

Loniti sighed, she began to feel that she was a little too approachable? She didn't know if she would be exposed like this.

"Hehehehe... Since that's the case, I'm still trying to force you to fall down first!"

The ghost head smiled hoarsely again, and then entered a stealth state.

"It seems that our two contestants have entered the final stage! Soon, we will know who the winner is! But unfortunately, some friends who left did not see the wonderful scenes before!"

The goblin's eyes seemed to float to Loniti and the others inadvertently, but they quickly turned back and continued to say something unnutritious to stimulate the mood of the scene.

The goblin audience's voices were getting louder and they didn't care whether their shouts would affect the two contestants.

In fact, they did have an impact. The shouting made Tianlan, whose mental power was close to the exhausted, could not concentrate on searching for the traces of the ghost head, which also led to his death.

“Here!”

Tianlan suddenly shot an arcane missile into his right rear, but unfortunately, he was empty.

"It seems not here."

At this time, the voice of the ghost head was like an evil ghost urging the soul to make Tianlan scared. Now he has no way to use a range attack immediately.

The ghost head could also wield his dagger, and it was strong enough to cut the throat of a blood elf.

Blood splattered on the wire mesh of the beast-fighting cage and on the faces of the goblin audience, but this only made their cheers even more deafening.

"What a wonderful showdown."

Luo Niti looked at Tianlan, who was lying on the ground with a ferocious expression, and shook her head helplessly.

At least, this guy was lucky that he was not chopped into sky blue sauce.

(End of this chapter)
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