After watching Annelot be knocked away by the snow troll, Regner didn't have any mood swings in his heart.

Just like the previous time in the Nightsong Forest, he entered a state of absolute sanity and absolute coldness. His eyes stared at the roaring snow troll, and he began to speed up slowly, and with the blessing of Deville's acceleration technique, his speed became faster and faster, and finally the whole person turned into a black shadow and rushed directly towards the snow troll.

After defeating a troublesome woman, the snow troll's anger was slightly vented, but just as it roared in a threatening manner to the remaining humans, a burning pain suddenly came from the back of his shoulder.

Regnar's figure appeared on the back of the Snow Troll, who had just done everything in his power to not only approach his opponent with a speed that was barely noticeable to everyone, but finally jumped onto the Snow Troll's back and stuck the Flame Blade into the back of his shoulder with all his might.

The troll's hard bones stucked the flaming blade to death, but even then Regner was not satisfied, he slowly stood up with his balance on the troll's shoulder, and then raised his foot high and stepped on it fiercely, and even stepped on the flaming blade a few more points.

The snow troll's nerves burned at the sharp pain, and it raised its arm to slap at Regner. But Ragnar jumped off its shoulder like a nimble monkey, ignoring the flaming blade that was still stuck in his shoulder.

The Snow Troll roared again, for instead of slapping the hateful reptile on its body, it slammed the flaming blade on its shoulder directly into its own body. That way, unless the Snow Troll dies, Regner won't be able to get his expensive and monumental weapon back.

Ragner jumped directly in front of the snow troll, his face a little pale now. In the first few seconds, he had almost burst out of all the strength in his body, so he was now almost exhausted after all this.

But knowing that it wasn't time to rest, he jumped backwards to dodge a blow from the snow troll, and then charged at the enemy again.

On the other side, Deville and the others finally lost another snow troll, and they turned their heads in some surprise to watch the skinny boy and the snow troll slowly circulate.

"Young Master, aren't we going up up to help?" asked one of the attendants.

Deville's face was cloudy, he felt that now was a good time to get rid of Regner, but vaguely felt that things would not be so simple.

Eventually, Annelot's domineering strength came back to his mind, and although the girl's life and death were uncertain now, if Annelot hadn't died, he might have a bad end if she knew that he was still playing tricks here at such a time. Out of fear of Annelot, he finally gritted his teeth and said:

"Let's kill that snow troll!"

In the next second, DeVille began to congratulate himself on making the right choice. For Anne Lot had stood up silently, and looked as if she had not been hurt in any way.

Seeing this, Deville's eyelids jumped, and his fear of the girl increased a little.

Ragner jumped up and down beside the snow troll, he didn't make any attacks, just dodged, but never left the snow troll's side. And the snow troll hated the little thing that was jumping around, he was more dexterous than a fish under an icy lake, and despite its roar and arms with a burst of wind, it was never able to catch a piece of Regner's clothes.

"Almost. Regner thought silently. He let go of his clenched left hand completely, and fled the snow troll with a tumbling flight.

"Wait!" Seeing Deville's retinue rushing towards him, Regner waved to stop them.

Several of the retinue looked at Regner with some bewilderment, but Regner just stared at the snow troll without saying a word.

The Snow Troll was about to roar and rush up when he saw that hateful little thing had fled, but there was a sharp pain all over his body.

A large amount of scarlet blood flowed out of the snow troll's body, which was originally just thin red threads all over the snow troll's body, and then slowly widened, and finally the blood erupted irrepressibly, dyeing the snow troll's white hair red, and now it looked like the snow troll had become a blood troll.

"This, what's going on?!" Everyone felt a little numb in their scalps as they watched a strange scene happen in front of their eyes.

"Come on, it should be a lot easier to deal with now. Regner said weakly, his eyes shining again, his pupils gradually changing from pure black to dark blue.

Seeing that the snow troll was so badly injured, several of his followers no longer hesitated, and they all rushed forward with their weapons in a fierce manner.

"What the hell, how are these two guys you meet more evil than the other?!" Deville glanced at the tired and breathless Regner, and then silently joined the besieging camp.

Anne Lot carefully recalled the scene of Regner's battle just now, she thoughtfully walked up to Regner and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Annie, are you alright?" Regner looked at the girl with some surprise, he craned his neck to take a closer look, only to find that Annelot's skin was still fair and shiny, without any bruises or blood.

"I ended up adding a stone skin to myself and it didn't hurt. Anne Lott looked blank and pushed Regner's face too close, and then repeated the question: "How do you feel?"

"Now?" replied Regner, "I feel very tired, I've basically run out of fighting energy, and I don't have much strength on me right now." Why are you asking this? Are you going to take the opportunity to kill Deville? I agree, I've been seeing this guy unpleasantly for a long time, but now I may not be able to keep up with the situation, so it's better to have another day. ”

Anne Lott didn't follow Regner's neurotic train of thought, but went on to ask, "What was it like just now?" when you were fighting the snow trolls. ”

"Huh?" Regner thought for a moment and shook his head, "I don't feel it, I just want to kill it." ”

Annelot was silent for a moment before asking, "...... Don't you feel like you're in a different state than usual?"

"You seem to be a bit of a good guy. Regner nodded: "I didn't seem to be afraid of anything just now, and I wasn't angry or nervous. If it were for me to face that guy alone, I'm afraid I'd be weak. ”

"How did you get into that ...... In that state?"

"I don't know. Regner replied, "I thought you were hurt by a troll, so I was very angry, and then somehow I suddenly calmed down again, just thinking about how to kill this guy, and didn't think much about anything else." ”

Anne Lott thought for a moment, didn't say anything more, and began to besiege the snow trolls with the others.

The snow troll had already been hit hard by Regner, and now it always seemed to be timid in his actions, and in the face of the siege of several people at the same time, he naturally lost the upper hand. Rao Yixue Troll's strong physique and tenacious vitality couldn't last long, and it only took three to five minutes before it let out an unwilling roar and fell to the ground.

"Whew, it's finally done. Seeing that the snow troll was dead, Ragner was the first to run over, touching the snow troll's corpse, not knowing what he was doing.

The crowd looked at Regner in some bewilderment, only to see him pull his flaming blade out of the snow troll's body with all his strength.

"Hey, have your men come and help me. Regner yelled at De Ville, and the relationship between the two seemed to have eased a little after this fight, at least not to the point of tension.

Deville's facial muscles twitched, but he waved his hand at his entourage. As a few of his followers approached, they suddenly realized that there was a blood-red thread attached to the hilt of the Flaming Blade in Regner's hand, one end of which seemed to be tied to the Flaming Blade, while the other end went directly into the Snow Troll's body.

It was only then that several of the retinue realized what method Regner had used to inflict heavy damage on the snow trolls.

It turned out that Regner had tied a twenty-meter Mithril wire to the hilt of the Flaming Blade before charging towards the Snow Troll, and the rest was wrapped around Ragner's hand. He stabbed the flaming blade into the snow troll, and then as he tapped with the snow troll, he released the mythril filament in his hand, and in a few movements, the tough metal was wrapped around the snow troll. In this way, the more the snow troll moves, the tighter the Mithril filaments will wrap around until they break through the fur, cut through the flesh, and penetrate deep into the bones.

Regner doesn't have very much power on his own, but he skillfully uses the power of the snow troll to make the snow troll kill himself. The thought of this sent chills down the spine of several members of Deville's faction, and they could imagine the pain the snow trolls endured as they fought them, the "gurgling" sound of the wire grinding against its bones seemed to come to their ears, and they couldn't help but shudder.

Such a cruel and effective way of fighting, such a terrible fighting IQ, such a person they absolutely do not want to provoke.

"This Mithril filament was bought for me by the boss at a great price, and it cost more than forty gold coins to add this dragon skin glove!Hey, if you want to say that the boss is really good to me, you can see that all the equipment on this body is ......," Regner said in a rambling manner to hide the reality that he was about to vomit.

Although he had killed many beasts in the Silvermoon Forest before, and even killed a few orcs in the Nightsong Forest, it was the first time he had seen such a bloody scene.

Sticky blood, crumbling pieces of flesh, and even the squirming entrails of the snow trolls, all put together in a fit that would make any normal person can't help but roll in their stomach. Regner was afraid that he would be embarrassed if he vomited, but he didn't expect that Deville and the others were shocked and scared of him at this time, and they didn't think that this demon-like terrible imp would vomit out.