From the moment the moon bridge jumped to the opposite shore and landed, Erlene immediately curled up and rolled on the wet grass several times in succession, so as to introduce the huge momentum into the ground little by little, and then slowly got up, so that her face and hair were stained with a few dead leaves, which made her look even more depressed.

She turned to take one last look at the city-state that had disappointed her in her titular homeland, and quickly disappeared into the dense jungle.

Perhaps, as humans say, they are just outsiders after all, and they never really fit in.

The first thing she did after that was to fold a soft leaf with a straw rope and tie it to the sole of her shoes, and spray an alchemical potion that could mask her own smell all over her body, and then began her journey.

This is the experience summed up by countless adventurers with their lives and blood and tears.

For the vast majority of the people of the Silver Moon Federation, the Eternal Wilderness has always been synonymous with both wealth and danger.

Not only is the land rich, but it also has the richest variety of magical plants in the entire Northland. It is said that even the Silver Moon Dragon Mother and his wife own a magic plantation in the depths of the Eternal Wilderness, and let some family members take care of it.

The reason why Levi was able to bump into the silver-winged 'Tyri' dressed as a woodcutter on the banks of the Sebrin River was because this women's clothing boss had to routinely visit the Demon Plantation every once in a while, and if there was a large-scale desolation, he would not dare to go home to face the Silver Moon Dragon Mother.

Each dragon values his treasures far more than the others.

It is for this reason that every year woodcutters, hunters or adventurers try to venture deep into the eternal wilderness to make a fortune.

But most of those who did so have not been heard from since.

Because the Eternal Wilderness is not only full of all kinds of fierce beasts and even magical beasts, but also a large number of 'undead' ——— trolls.

This is an extremely difficult and terrifying species, and a squad of adventurers below level 5 without any professional preparation will probably have no chance of winning even against a lone troll.

Even more dangerous is that although the trolls are not very eyesighted, they have an extremely sensitive sense of smell and hearing, and they can always find these ignorant intruders through clues, turn them into their own toys and food, and use their equipment as trophies and collectibles in their caves, which are essential items for their courtship of stronger females.

The reason why trolls are called 'undead' is because of the ordinary means of attack, it is almost impossible to kill them completely.

Even if their limbs are severed with a sharp blade, this cursed monster can quickly 'regenerate', and most of them take no more than twenty minutes.

Yes, even if you cut off their heads!

Throughout the Silvermoon Federation, Erlene may be one of the terrifying creatures who know more about trolls because of her perennial duty in the forest.

She had seen two female trolls in a tribe duel for the position of chieftain, and the loser would often have his head cut off and thrown out of the territory by the winner.

But a week later, Elenne saw the loser again, her chest burned by the flames, her head growing back and then banished by the Clan.

In order to know enough about this potential enemy on the border that has always threatened the Silvermoon Federation.

Erlene had read a lot of ancient books about trolls, and the person who knew them best was probably the people of Drawing Water.

In order to cope with the invasion of trolls, Jishui City even spent blood to build the long 'Troll Wall'.

Later, it was the magicians who discovered the weaknesses of this group of 'undead' through the gradual attack experiments of the captives.

Conventional physical means are very difficult to kill them, they are like earthworms, they can always grow back through slightly larger bodies, and the severed limbs gradually decay and wither.

Only fire and strong acid can curb their ability to regenerate, so the warriors of Drawing Water City were able to compete with the trolls by enchanting (flames) and 'pure poison' on their weapons.

However, both of these methods are worth a lot, the former requires the use of the magician's methods, and the latter's strong acid needs to be formulated by the alchemist.

With the exception of the city-states of the 'nation', the average adventurer often has to pay a lot of money to prepare for this, so unless a magician or nobleman is entrusted with the appropriate materials and provided with them, it is rare for an adventurer to take the initiative to hunt trolls.

Even if the blood of a troll is really valuable.

They are a good antidote and healing material, which can be obtained through simple alchemical extraction.

The only question is how to get blood from the trolls.

There have also been attempts to keep trolls in captivity like the Blue Star Live Bear for Bile, well, most of the results are not very good...

Unfortunately, Erlene was in a hurry to make this trip, and she didn't have time to replenish anything except the equipment she didn't have time to change after coming down from the northern front, let alone the fire enchantment scrolls and strong acid poisons that were used to deal with trolls.

This means that if she does encounter a troll, it means that she will be in a very embarrassing and dangerous situation.

Fortunately, she has been working with the forest all year round, and she also has a wealth of experience in the wilderness, and she can keep jogging at a constant speed along the way without making too much movement, and can always bypass the gathering place of those trolls according to the fecal residue and footprints on the ground.

Her trip this time was like good luck with her, and the journey was surprisingly smooth, even if there were occasional beasts, most of them would be forced back by her with some foul-smelling alchemy gas tanks.

If it is not necessary to kill, then it is important not to see blood.

This is another lesson that Ellene has learned from the eternal wilderness.

Because trolls are also extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

Once they see blood, whether it's their prey or their own, the trolls will swarm like flies that smell.

In the hundreds of years since they were herded into the Eternal Wilderness by the people of Drawing Water at a terrible cost, God knows how many of them have brought.

She had heard from the Lady of Taggda that the Silvermoon Federation had been able to survive in the Northlands not only because of their own efforts to improve themselves, but also because of the fact that the trolls had been in a state of disarray since the heroes of Drawing Water had killed their chieftain.

Otherwise, with the current strength of the Silver Moon Federation, without the 'Troll Wall', they may not be able to resist the massive invasion of trolls like the ancestors of the people of Drawing Water City.

"You should be on the banks of the Sebrin River, hold on, Ellene!" the half-elf cheered himself up.

From Silvermoon City to Levi's new territory, the Sebrin River is a zigzag of the Eternal Wilderness.

Therefore, she believed that even those merchants who had set out since the morning would not necessarily be faster than she had crossed the Eternal Wilderness.

And according to her estimate, these merchants may continue to wait for a day or two before leaving, and they will need to coordinate the mobilization of goods, and maybe have a meeting or something.

It's just that just as she was thinking about this, there was a sudden throbbing in her heart, which made her hurry to stop her running.

"This feeling... This feeling of evil spreading like the blood of darkness on the ground..."

Erlene clutched her chest with a pale face.

This feeling of déjà vu had come across her once, when she had witnessed a group of dragon-worshippers transform a dragon into a lich.

But even then, it was far from being like now, and she felt an evil that almost suffocated her from afar.

Reason was telling her to leave it alone, and it wasn't something she was capable of exploring.

But as a forest ranger, her vocation told her that if she didn't investigate and report this special situation, it wouldn't be long before a catastrophe would brew.

And it's so close to Mr. Long's territory...

"It has to be... You have to find out the information, and then tell Mr. Long so that he can take precautions. ”

At this moment, Ellene even felt that this matter was likely to be more troublesome than those merchants collecting debts, the former just wanted money, and the latter was fatal!

She gritted her teeth and resolutely approached the breath, and I don't know how long it took, but the aura gradually faded, making her think it was her own delusion.

Just as she was having this doubt, a woman's screams and cries could be heard in the distance.

Ellene's body tensed suddenly.

She tiptoed closer, gently brushing away the bushes in front of her, and the vision in front of her suddenly opened up, and her breathing suddenly stopped.

There are so many trolls here!

More importantly, she saw that many troll chiefs, troll shamans, and troll hunters, all of whom were not usually seen among trolls, were gathering around and arguing loudly about something.

It's just a pity that they use the troll language, and she doesn't get any effective information.

Not far from them was a large bloody altar with the heads of many creatures, including humans.

It seems that they intend to build these heads into a temple and then sacrifice them like some evil being.

It's just that she's never heard of trolls having any beliefs... Could it be some evil god or demon lord?

Soon, her eyes followed the woman's voice to find the place, and then she saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life:

A young female adventurer was struggling in vain at the hands of the large, ugly creature who was doing something not so good with the playful gaze of the other trolls like a toy, her primitive features smiling with a pleasant, vicious smile.

They don't appreciate the beauty of other creatures, but that doesn't stop them from venting their excess energy in this way, just as she once heard from some adventurers who have been out to sea that they have seen dolphins grabbing small fish and doing things that destroy their friendship.

There still seem to be quite a few female adventurers tied to wooden frames, exhausted and desperate to keep their heads away.

Because they know that they have a good chance of being next, and then their heads will be one of the ones on the altar in the distance.

Ellene even found a young nobleman she knew, forgetting what her name was, giving her the impression of being frivolous.

After seeing him, Erleni immediately understood why this group of adventurers was here at this juncture.

Most likely, the aristocratic young man was about to come of age, so he wanted to hold a unique coming-of-age ceremony, but he was not strong enough to hunt a prey that showed his bravery.

So many nobles will choose to be like him, spend a lot of money to hire a group of adventurers to protect their safety, find a lone troll to cut off his limbs, and take the enchanted flaming arrow to complete the final blow, and then 'bloody' with the troll's head to return triumphantly.

It's a very cliché routine that makes the nobles tired of it.

But this time, they will have to pay with their lives and even their souls.

The troll's brutality against the female adventurer didn't last long, and the troll, who was done, threw her into the troll's circle.

The panicked female adventurer quickly got up and looked around, desperate to find a way to escape, but there were too many monsters around!

Compared to humans, trolls, a variant of suspected giants, can indeed be called monsters!

Even ordinary trolls of adulthood are at least nine feet tall, and some variants of troll predators and two-headed trolls are often comparable in size to some giants, while their arms are like gibbons, reaching the ground with half-arched bodies.

One of the trolls shoved the woman from behind, causing her to stagger into the other troll's claws, who threw it in the direction of the other troll, but a small piece of her flesh was left on the troll's bloody claws, and the trolls continued their pre-dinner 'game', tearing some 'desserts' from the woman's body and putting them in their mouths.

As the woman staggered weakly among the trolls, scarlet blood flowed futilely from her dozens of wounds.

She was powerless to stop their relentless 'tricks'.

The woman lightly covered her face with her hands, covering her eyes, and tried to resist the pain of the cruel torture piled up on her, her lips moving slightly.

When Ellene saw through her lips that the other party was praying desperately to her goddess of the forest and the rangers, Mekelly, she hung her head in pain, and her face was slightly contorted by the strong feeling of powerlessness in her heart.

"I'm sorry... There's really nothing I can do about it..."

I don't know if the adventurer's plea was answered, and the trolls, as if tired of the pre-dinner game, approached and opened their mouths to bite her shoulder.

This also caused the other trolls to scramble around them, and soon, with a terrible noise, the monsters dismembered and devoured the woman, leaving only a head full of pain and despair, which was newly placed on top of the human head-filled temple.

Soon the others were not spared, and they were dragged down from the wooden frame and pinched to death, their heads dragged off, and bloodied on the altar of evil.

This scene is enough to make a midnight nightmare, and it also shocks Ellene's heart.

It also made her understand that something that had once worried Ms. Tagada had finally happened.

The trolls seem to have reunited under a new evil faith.

Once they are integrated, it will inevitably become another new disaster in the Northlands.

"I have to tell Mr. Long about this, to Ms. Tagada. ”

With this in mind, Ellene took one last look at the inhumane captives and prepared to turn away from this terrible 'hell'.

But just then, a strong wind blew, and the surrounding bushes were blown to one side, revealing the form of Erlene behind her.

Ellene's eyes widened slightly, and her heart nearly stopped.

Thankfully, the trolls generally don't have very good eyesight.

However, the trolls didn't notice her, and the aristocratic young man, who was trying to make a final struggle, saw her hiding behind a bush.

It's like a drowning person seeing the last straw that saves his life:

"Elina!! is it you, help me, help!"

Finished!

It was the only thought left in Elina's instantaneously blank brain.

Sure enough, following the aristocratic young man's cry for help, the trolls turned their heads and followed his gaze to notice the small half-elf of Ellene.

Their ugly faces suddenly showed vicious and cruel eyes, and they all pointed at her and let out an excited war cry:

"Tustin Dirt !! (It's Prey!Ready to Fight!)"

Run!

Elinee didn't even have time to resent the nobleman who had exposed her, so she turned and fled!

She must make the news public so that both Mr. Long and the Silvermoon Federation are ready for war.

Seeing that the only light fled like this, the aristocratic young man's face suddenly distorted with anger and despair:

"No, no, no, no, help me, save me!!

"I command you in the name of the Tagris, save me from this hellish place!

"You slut!!Waste!You're our Silvermoon Ranger!You're obligated to protect me, a nobleman!!"

With the sound of the wind in her ears and the desperate curses that faded away, Ellene ran as hard as she could.

But feeling the creeping of the ground and the troll roar behind her, Ellene only felt more and more desperate.

That's why it's often hard to escape once spotted by a large horde of trolls.

Trolls are fast!

They are huge in size but not bloated, and they can even rival war horses when they run at full strength!

If she had just stepped into the eternal wilderness, she might have had some chances when she was in her prime...

But now...

She could only hope for her luck.

It's not far from the banks of the Seblin River, and if she can jump into the Seblin River, the trolls won't be able to do anything about her!

Sensing the sound of the wind behind her, Erleni instinctively rolled behind a tree.

There was a muffled thud.

The trunk of the tree cracked open and splattered in all directions.

"Hmm... Oops!"

She only felt a sudden pain in her lower back, and sure enough, a bloody cut was scraped out of the broken piece of wood.

"Soon, it's fast, run, Ellene, you can!"

A javelin narrowly passed through her side and into the trunk of a tree beside her.

She rolled to dodge the splash, only to find out in despair that there were trolls in the other directions!

Finished!

"I'm sorry... Mr. Long, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you anymore, I haven't been able to fulfill my duties and mission..."

It was her last thought.

Then the dagger was drawn.

Not for killing enemies, but for suicide.

She didn't want to be in the same situation as that female adventurer!