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Discover the enemy!

As soon as I got this information, the team of trolls who were still trekking 70 miles away immediately stepped up.

One by one, the green figure of the grass whispers through the dense jungle, and rushes to the ground, and the whole jungle is disturbed by fear. Those jungle creatures, whether carnivorous or herbivorous, clamped their tails into the nest and whispered and began to tremble. No one dared to come out and explore the situation.

With a clear goal, the speed of the troll army is also amazing!

It took less than half an hour to lead the troll leaders who came to the open space and saw the troll hunter who was surrounded by yellow and green smoke.

The other party was already dying at the moment, lying on a yellow grass, his body huddled together, and he could not cough hard. And the purple-black plasma that it coughs out will rise to the rich cloud of smoke, whether it falls on the verdant grass or the lush shrubs.

The surrounding plants begin to wither and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye after exposure to the cloud of smoke.

Several troll chiefs could not help but retreat.

A troll with a particularly tall and strong body is out of the crowd, and he sighs low: "Come and ask Master Sanger!"

Several troll warriors were ordered and turned and turned into the jungle.

Not long after, the sound of shrub branches and broken lines continued to come, and a thin and weak, like a personal old man, Sanger master appeared in front of everyone.

Compared with other trolls, Master Sanger appeared too thin and thin, his body was severely embarrassed, carrying a black-black stick that was taller than his own. The head of the stick is full of singular decorations, with animal teeth and polished stones, but more is the use of herbs to soak the miniature skull.

Master Sanger is a 2nd-order witch doctor. His long-term exposure to various highly toxic substances has also made his physical condition cut abruptly. It is wrapped in an old and simple animal skin gown, and the exposed chest and face are full of exotic patterns painted with indigo paint.

Upon arrival at the scene, Master Sanger’s gaze was attracted by the poisonous cloud.

"You all step back, be careful not to touch these smog. They are all immersed in terrible poison..."

"Master Sanger, can you see if these toxins can be removed?" The leader of the troll team is an exceptionally strong 3rd-order hunter. It stands to reason that its order is higher than that of the old witch doctor, and it should be able to give orders directly to it.

Unfortunately, in the troll kingdom, because of the scarcity of the caster, the witch doctor who mastered some elemental spells and poisoning ability became a fragrant scent, and he was treated by high-level courtesy wherever he went.

Therefore, the 3rd-order troll hunters face a 2nd-order witch doctor and treat them with courtesy!

"I will try it!" Sanger Witch frowned: "The toxins used by the enemy are aliens we have never seen before. They are not extracted from plant juices or animal venoms, but... An extremely tiny and terrible creature..."

"Live things? Master, are you saying that these poison clouds are all alive?" Several troll leaders heard the words and looked unbelievable.

"Yes! These seemingly smog things are actually made up of a group of tiny poisonous insects, so they are difficult to get outside." Here, Sangwu doctors ignited a pine branch resembling musk to ignite it. The faint, thin smoke that drove out quickly drove those yellow-green poison clouds to the distance.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sanger Witch Doctor stooped to the troll hunter who was infected with 'bad disease', and found some pungent grass cakes and dark poison from the clay pots in his waist. I put it in my mouth and chewed it up.

The carapace is broken and the black blood is overflowing.

The Sangwu doctor spit out the sticky paste formed by the chewing gum and the grass cake, and began to draw a strange pattern on the forehead of the troll hunter with his hand. This rune form looks far away. There is a circle on the outside, an inverted triangle inside, and a strange eye-shaped pattern in the center of the triangle.

It is also strange to say that this strange rune has just been drawn, and the above is brightly lit, and every line and every pattern is lit. This kind of fluorescence seems to have a strange high temperature, which sizzles the troll hunter's skin, and the position of the lines and runes begins to slowly sag downwards, seemingly etched onto the skull.

The dying troll hunter, the steel screamer, screamed from the ground and screamed, his head wide open his mouth, and a terrible poison cloud sprang from it. After more than a dozen fingers, the cloud became thinner and gradually faded.

After another seven or eight fingers, the steel squirting all the toxins shivered and fell softly.

Although its breath is still weak, its vitality is slowly recovering.

"Saved..."

"Great!"

Several troll leaders also showed a happy color on their faces, and they nodded their thanks to the Sanger witch doctor.

"Take it down and adjust it! The toxins that damage the body are difficult to recover in a short time. It takes a while to continue fighting!" Sangwu doctor whispered, several troll warriors stepped forward Steel deer, sent it to the rear.

Unlike several troll leaders who smiled and smiled, the face of Sangge’s witch doctor did not have a half smile.

This is a terrible toxin that it has never seen before, and it is faintly aware of the existence of a hint of magic. If the intruder can easily cast it on a large scale, with its anti-drug approach, I am afraid that the entire troll army cannot be protected.

However, just as the Sanger Witch doctors were worried, the troll hunters suddenly came to the jungle in the distance.

They chase the enemy team!

The troll warriors quickly chased after the jungle, sending out a variety of grotesque whistling, while using a precise spear to carry out long-range sniper.

In front of them, a dozen vampires who turned into blood-colored bats crossed the right and left in the forest, desperately sneaking the terrible shooting gun that was like a spear of death. It is a pity that they are crazy and escaping, and the number of troll warriors chasing them is increasing.

Puff puff……

A spear is like a black lightning bolting trees, shrubs, and rattan into pieces, and the green juice is flying all over the sky. A few blood red bats that could not escape were stabbed on the trunk, still struggling with crazy twists.

As a result, more spears and shuttles flew over and dressed them into poor meat skewers.

After a fluffy **** smog, the dead blood red bats turned back into human form, revealing their true colors.

Green skin, fierce faces, terrible cavities, and singular patterns painted all over the body...

The troll warriors couldn't help but scream, and they can see that these dead bats used to be their companions. I just don't know what methods and means used by those hateful enemies to transform them into the ugly appearance.

"Following... spreading chasing... can't let these invaders escape..."

In the jungle, the trolling roar of the troll leader was heard, and dozens of companions' whistling responses were obtained.

The powerful and elite troll warriors chased the only remaining red-blooded bats and quickly rushed into a small basin.

Here, the strange howling of the troll warriors came from all over the jungle.

Judging from the sound, they have successfully encircled the enemy in this basin.

However, where they know, just a dozen miles away from the top of a cliff above the forest, Mary, Soros, the poisonous Remy and many vampires are here, watching the battlefield.

"The enemy has already entered the volcano! Remy, the following is yours..." Mary nodded to the poisonous Remy, who immediately smiled cruelly.

Remy took a mount and the giant poison dart frog climbed a few steps forward. It stands on the back of the other side, hands open, and makes a silent howling to the distant jungle.

A strange sound wave traveled ten miles away and began to reverberate above the basin battlefield.

In the jungle, a team of troll warriors opened the distance, holding a spear and holding a search in the basin carefully. As long as there is any wind and grass around them, their spears and darts will shoot like rain.

With their power and precision, no prey can escape their hunting and chasing!

On the edge of a shrub, a small group of troll warriors have just searched from here, and the ground they walked through has silently cracked a small mouth, and a faint yellow smoke floated from it.

The yellow smoke is not rich, and it is almost impossible to detect in the mist between the jungles.

Such plagues are filled with hundreds of the entire forest jungle, each of which is placed in the bush or at the bottom of the tree roots.

There is no wind inside the basin.

The pale yellow poison cloud lingers in the forest and is not conspicuous at first. But when they gradually began to thicken, there were still trolls found wrong.

A troll warrior pierced the bark of the tall old tree in front of him, and picked out a fat body from a small tree hole, like a large locust, still spewing yellow poisonous fog. Zerg.

When the troll warrior picked the zerg in front of his eyes and carefully observed it, he inadvertently infected with a trace of yellow poisonous mist. It immediately felt a faint mind, and his hands and feet were a little bit numb.

"Trap... this is a trap! Retreat, retreat!"

The next second, the troll warrior’s panicked roar rang through the entire jungle.

Unfortunately, they are too late to know!

I don't know when, the entire basin has been completely shrouded by the terrible poison cloud.

There was a loud coughing sound from the trolls throughout the jungle.

"Exit...and all retreat outside the basin!" The troll leader who led the team yelled at the door.

Under its command, the troll warriors who rushed into the basin rushed out.

Unfortunately, every troll warrior who escaped from the basin was surrounded by horrible poisonous clouds. Several troll warriors who were too poisoned had just rushed out, and they used their hands to hold their necks tightly, and they fell on the ground and painfully picked them up.

The trolls' vitality is indeed tough enough and the body is strong enough. It is a pity that in the face of a terrible plague laid by the 3rd-order poison spirit, they still cannot survive.

For a time, the woodland was full of pain and screaming, the poor figure rolling around the ground...