Linumouville, after learning of the troll's change, all the elves in the entire realm have become nervous, but humans and dwarves have nothing to feel.

"Lord Lord, Captain Taranas and they caught an injured troll priest. She eagerly wanted to say something to us, but she couldn't speak her language, and there was a strange energy entwining her body, constantly devouring her. The vitality of her, so the two ranger captains want to send her back to the territory through the portal, to see if she can be cured, and some news from her mouth by the way."

"I see," Aristophanes immediately put down the parchment scroll in his hand when he heard the news, took out his short staff, summoned a blue portal and disappeared in place.

On the other side of the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale, Taranas and Sylvanas are watching the chaplain heal the injured elf ranger, while the troll is tightly trapped on the tree next to him, with his mouth stuffed. A lump of expensive silk, sweating profusely.

At this moment, a blue crystal on Sylvanas’ waist lit up. She quickly removed it and threw it onto the clearing. The blue magic circle instantly lit up, and the figure of the wizard wizard appeared in front of everyone. .

"You are here, Aristophanes."

"Well, Taranas, what's the situation?"

"It's not good. The entire jungle seems to be afraid. All the animals that can move are constantly far away from the troll city to the east. I have seen several super large-scale animal tides in the past two days."

Aristophane cast a floating technique on himself and came into the sky, looking at the red beam of light to the east, violent energy surged like a tide.

"Aristophane, come down, this troll priest is going to die!"

The elf mage fell on the ground lightly, looking at the troll priest who was tied to the tree and struggling, red energy was constantly surging around her, and a group of illusory panther shadows were lying on her. On his head, he roared in pain.

"This power is very difficult to drive away," said an army chaplain while casting the Holy Light spell. "We tried many ways, and finally found that it feeds on the vitality of this troll, so we can only feed her continuously. Healing medicine of vitality is maintained."

"Let me take a look," Aristophane took out a blank energy crystal, and then used the secret energy of his fingertips to spur a trace of red power into the crystal.

A large number of magic circles began to appear on the surface of the crystal, and Aristophane looked solemnly at the red energy that kept swimming and struggling frantically, quickly analyzing its essence.

"It turns out to be another form of vitality..." The wizard mage looked at the result of the magic circle, suddenly turned his head and stretched out his hand to the forehead of the struggling troll priest, "Communicate with your **** and let it go temporarily. To protect your body, you only need to protect your brain."

"How can you talk to me?" The troll stared at the elf in front of him, as if he had forgotten the pain in her body.

Taranas hurriedly took off the blood-stained silk from her mouth, and the troll priest said with a dumb voice, "Why?"

"Listen to me, hurry up, or it will be too late. If this energy goes against the power of Loa in your body, I'm afraid you will explode and die soon."

The troll priest widened his eyes, gritted his teeth in his heart and communicated with the leopard **** Bethek. The black leopard shadow roared at the elf mage, and then collected all the energy around the troll body, the red shadow It penetrated into her body instantly, and quickly condensed a red wind snake mark on her back.

"Well, you can let your **** let go of your mind." Aristophane let go of his hand.

"..." The troll felt the pain that was no longer tangled in the body, and glanced at him with a complicated look. The leopard on her head jumped down and walked around the elf twice and then disappeared into the jungle.

"Okay, now I can talk about you." A ranger stepped forward and untied the rope that bound her, and then the elf mage asked in a very familiar troll language.

"Ah, yes, you must stop Jindu as soon as possible. He has summoned the spirit grabber who caused the collapse of the Gurubashi Empire back then!"

"Jindo? Why isn't it Jamalan, the chief priest of Atalai?"

"Do you know Jamalan? He returned to Zul'Gurub almost a year ago, and claimed that he was enlightened at the Atahaka Temple, saying that only in Zul'Gurub can he summon the Soul Reaver entity."

"The results of it?"

"Just two days ago, Jindo summoned all the priests, and then when our face killed all the Atalai, when Gamalan died, the entity of the soulslayer appeared on the altar. We wanted to stop Jin Du, but failed. Silvala’s high-ranking priest Sekar was controlled on the spot. I tried to get injured and escaped. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid I would have been killed by the troll sent by Jindo or buried in a beast. Mouth."

"What do you think the trolls of Zul'Gurub will do next?"

"I am not sure..."

"Our ranger heard the cry and said to rebuild Gurubashi?" Sylvanas interrupted at this time. "Then the scouts found a large number of trolls pouring out of the fortress. They first headed south and then went north along the road. Many trolls hidden in the jungle are joining their ranks with different flags."

"Jindu is summoning the trolls! To the south is the Skullsplitting Clan, to the southwest is the Darkspear Clan, and to the west is the Bloodtop Clan~lightnovelpub.net~ These are the trolls who left Zul'Gurub after the war. Tribes, they have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and they have temporarily reached a fragile balance in Stranglethorn Vale. If he wants to rebuild the empire, he must first gather these three tribes."

"I see, what do you think?"

"The soulslayer is the common enemy of all creatures," the priest said in a somewhat blunt common language. "We must enter Zul'Gurub to destroy the altar and kill Hakkar."

"How is it possible? We counted more than 30,000 trolls that have entered the fortress. It is a dream to want to get in!" Sylvanas reminded.

"Then we have to speed up even more. There are at least 60,000 trolls hidden in the entire jungle, and even the smallest number of Dark Spears has close to 10,000."

"Sixty thousand adult trolls?"

"This is the number ten years ago, Huntress." The troll priest glanced at her, "Contact the intelligent creature you can contact as soon as possible, otherwise it will be late."

The elf mage nodded: "Sylvanas, Taranas, I will bring this troll priest back to Linumouville first. You will leave a team of people to guard and monitor the movements of the troll, and the others will bring the wounded. Immediately return to the farm in the north!"

"Yes."

Aristophane stretched out his hand to summon the magic circle. The blue light gradually swallowed the two of them. Before leaving, the elf mage turned his head and asked the troll priest: "I am Aristophane Windrunner, the leader of these elf rangers."

"Yarro, high priest Yarro, believes in the **** Bethek of the black panther. Although we are distant relatives to the forest trolls in the north, I personally do not hate you. I am very happy to meet you. Wizard Mage."

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