Age of Adepts

Haisen plane, the capital of trolls.

Murivar.

As the capital of the troll kingdom that ruled the Haisen plane, the magnificence and size of Muliwal was unimaginable to outsiders.

The entire Murivar is built on the mountain.

Seriously speaking, this troll capital was almost dug out of the mountain.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, every certain height, a gentle slope will be dug out from the mountainside, and a solid stone building will be built on it. The gentle slopes are connected by excavated stone steps. On both sides of the stone steps, stone totems more than two meters high are densely covered, and a stone brazier is placed at the entrance of each stone step.

From the bottom to the top, looking up, there are more than one hundred layers of such well-defined and habitable stone platforms.

Looking from a distance, this huge stone mountain is densely packed with stone houses piled up layer by layer, but it doesn't feel crowded and messy at all.

Facing the stone corridor is a magnificent stone step from the foot of the mountain to the top, which is almost unattainable. At the end of nearly 10,000 stone steps, there stands an extremely magnificent and magnificent temple.

Every time at sunrise or sunset, all the trolls living in Murivar will gather near this stone step, kneel down and pray to the temple, and pray that the great Feathered Serpent God will continue to bless the trolls and give them great power. Let the weather in the Degu jungle be smooth and the herds abundant.

However, in the past few days, with the arrival of alien invaders, the trolls prayed for one more thing, which is to hope that the Feathered Serpent God can show its might and protect the trolls from the plague.

Some time ago, the troll expeditionary army sent to the jungle to search for the intruders retreated back in a panic all the way. And along with them came back, besides the many wounded, there was also the terrible plague!

The trolls whose daily life is still in a primitive state have not established an effective medical system. In addition, all the trolls are in good health, and they are rarely affected by diseases. Therefore, there are only thirty or forty witch doctors that can be gathered in the entire troll city, and most of them are at level 1 or 2.

Although the troll executives and witch doctors also realized the horror of the plague, they ordered those infected to stay in the temporary camp at the foot of the mountain, and were not allowed to return home or enter the city. But obviously, this order has not been resolutely and thoroughly implemented and implemented!

Somehow, the plague spread to the city.

Almost overnight, Murivar went up and down, and less than half of the 23,000 residents were infected with this terrible plague.

For a time, the entire city was filled with poor trolls who were covered in yellow and green poisonous clouds, coughed violently, and were too weak to get up.

This is actually because their bodies are strong enough!

If such a plague were placed in a human city, thousands of plague creatures would probably be spawned overnight. And the same plague fell on the trolls, but it only made them incapacitated, lying there and suffering.

And on a tall stone platform in the temple on the top of the mountain, several burly and tyrannical troll leaders are gathering together, angrily questioning a hunched and emaciated troll witch who is leaning on a wooden staff medical.

"Yek, can your people do it? When will this plague be eradicated?"

"I can't take it anymore... My great lads are more than half lying down, and you guys are doing nothing..."

"Hurry up... quickly come up with a solution. My little Xinluo is still suffering from the plague at home! She will have an accident, and our Zangu tribe will not take a single cent of your witch doctor's offerings this year." It's..."

Those who can gather here are the patriarchs of the various tribes, and they are all powerful Tier 3 troll warriors. But in the face of the sudden plague, they were all helpless, they could only roar wildly at the witch doctor leader in front of them.

Yeke, a level 3 witch doctor, is also the only level 3 witch doctor in the entire troll kingdom!

It is more than seven hundred years old this year.

Its long life has allowed it to experience countless twists and turns and risks. Therefore, in the face of the terrible epidemic, it did not lose its calm like other trolls, but showed a calm and calm demeanor.

"Shut up! You bastards, shut up for me..."

Seeing the irritable leaders surrounded by him, the witch doctor Yeke slammed the wooden staff in his hand, and a violent air current swirled them to and fro, and he staggered back a few steps. While drinking violently, a huge phantom of a Feathered Serpent suddenly appeared behind Yeke.

This is a powerful creature with strange wings and golden scales. On the flat and wide snake head, two emerald-like shining eyes of the snake shoot out fierce eyes, slowly from the body of everyone. Swipe up.

The arena immediately fell silent.

All the trolls knelt on one leg, pressed their hands on their chests, and respectfully offered their admiration and devotion to the manifested Feathered Serpent God.

"The enemy is approaching..."

"Because of Kano's incompetence, a trace of my source of power has also fallen into their hands..."

"I need you guys to take it back..."

The Feathered Serpent God hissed and screamed, and the strange voice was constantly circling between the sky and the earth, so sharp that it could almost tear people's eardrums.

Hearing the Feathered Serpent God's order, several troll leaders couldn't help but look at each other.

Finally, a troll dared to speak up.

"Great Feathered Serpent God, do you know where those enemies are?"

"To the west...the location is very close, and I can almost smell the stench coming from them...the plague infected in Mulival is driven by them...the plague cannot be completely eradicated without taking back my source of power... "

Feathered Serpent God's order is so clear, naturally there is no room for the troll leaders to bargain.

All the trolls responded one after another, hurriedly left the witch doctor's hut, and rushed back to their own tribe to gather manpower.

When the troll leaders left one after another, the phantom of the Feathered Serpent God did not disappear directly, but communicated with the Yeke witch doctor silently for a while, and then gradually dispersed.

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This is a small and strange space independent of the Haisen plane.

Its area is less than 100,000 square meters.

However, it is similar to the urban layout of the capital of trolls. There are huge gray and white square rocks everywhere, magnificent statues of gods everywhere, and lush jungles everywhere...

And in the center of this strange space, passing through a passage full of moss and small swamps, is a huge lair made of huge rocks.

The air here is hot and humid, similar to a common tropical rainforest.

On a small stone platform, inside a thick layer of pale bones, lay a huge eggshell more than one meter high. The Feathered Serpent lay quietly beside the giant egg, curled it up with its long thin tail, and then gently sprayed golden lightning towards it.

The violent and destructive lightning in the past appeared gentle and serene at this moment, continuously splashing around the giant egg and splitting into countless small scattered currents, which were swallowed up by the giant egg bit by bit.

Whenever a certain amount of golden lightning is devoured, there will be a strange wave of contentment in the eggshell. And at this time, the little life inside the giant egg will stop devouring, and fall into a deep sleep to digest the golden lightning with traces of the original breath of the plane.

Only when the giant egg fell asleep, could the huge female Feathered Serpent rest for a while, close its eyes and open its mouth, waiting quietly for several male Feathered Serpents who acted as servants and guards to deliver food into its mouth.

In the entire Feathered Snake Kingdom, except for some wild beasts used as food, the rest are Feathered Serpents that are enshrined by the belief of the trolls.

There are only twelve feathered snake guards, all of them are male, and they all have the basic strength of level 2 or 3. The only female is the female Feathered Serpent God Zuka, who has become stronger and more majestic under the support of the power of faith, and it is also the tribal totem god worshiped by the jungle trolls.

After thousands of years of influence on the power of faith, Zuka mastered part of the magic power without a teacher. And its basic strength has also jumped to level 5 primary.

However, due to the instinct of Warcraft, it still consumed a lot of power of faith and many divinities to give birth to a descendant. During the entire incubation period, its basic strength also dropped from level 5 primary to level 4 advanced, and it will face a period of weakness that lasts for three hundred years.

Feathered Serpent God Zuka breathed out golden lightning for three days and three nights before feeding the little life in the giant egg. So when he fell into a deep sleep, Zuka let out a sigh of relief, lay tiredly next to the giant egg and began to take a nap with his eyes closed.

However, every time it wanted to meditate deeply to restore its lost strength, a strange energy fluctuation would overflow from its spiritual sea, disturbing its restlessness.

"Bastards... these damned intruders, I will smash your corpses into pieces and turn your bones into ashes!"

The sleep was disturbed by this strange fluctuation from outside, and the Feathered Serpent God Zuka became irritable and violent.

Its loud and sharp roar instantly resounded through this strange world, making the whole space tremble.

All the monsters who heard the roar were so frightened that their limbs became limp and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Even the Feathered Serpent guards were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground and spread their wings, not knowing what they did wrong that angered their lord.

The little life in the giant egg was obviously also disturbed, and even hissed and let out angry mental fluctuations.

The Feathered Serpent God Zuka, who was still tyrannical in one moment, restrained his anger in the next moment, and once again coaxed the giant egg to sleep with gentle golden lightning and gentle caresses.

The Feathered Serpent God Zuka stood upright, his eyes looked far away to the west through this strange space, through the temple standing high on the top of the troll capital.

"Those damn intruders have already mastered part of my original power, and are using some special method to attack me there. Hmph, when I free up my hands and feet, I must show you!"