When: Black Gate 23/8/3 / Location: By the River Sedanliel - Hades' hearse

"Huh, Lily, this. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info. What the hell? Can you go backwards?" I looked at the projection, and a storyboard was playing on it, and the corpses of thousands of dead wood trolls were burning in the giant fire and emitting black and white smoke, and I thought it must smell terrible, as bad as this bad thing.

Lilith gossiped with the black cat, so she took out a bucket of popcorn from under the chair, held it in both hands and handed it to its owner.

Lilith lazily responded to my request: "Blackie, remote control!" rewind the projection directly back to when the battle began. ”

Blackie's paws squirmed at the strip it had just identified, and the projected image paused for a second at the ballista's position before it began to play from the beginning.

Just as Abby and the crossbow arrows fell from the sky, the elf deliberately adjusted the angle of falling, and a whole large lump of ice smashed on the ballista impartially, and at the same time that the structure of the ballista fell apart, six black shadows flashed from behind the ballista. Abby also melted the ice wall that surrounded her the moment she touched the ground, and neither side moved a move, observing the other's actions.

There were six enemies, all trolls, all dressed in ornate priestly robes and wars, and a variety of magical weapons and pendants. The most conspicuous of these was a ten-foot-tall troll, covered in intricate tattoos, and a silly big man standing on the far left of several of them. Beside him, there was an old troll pacing back and forth, the old man's eyebrows were almost white, the beard on his chin was almost down to the navel, he was wearing a sleeveless bag, his wrinkled blue-purple skin peeking out from the middle of his open coat, and two crossed ropes between the old flesh of his chest, these two ropes were tied to hundreds of transparent round glass spheres, each of which was filled with various colored liquids, and I was sure that this old fellow was a battle-hardened voodoo master.

Two of the six of them, one of them rode a velociraptor and held a giant nine-curved blade, his whole body was wrapped in red steel plate armor, and his battle suit was very heavy, which could be seen from the fatigue of the crimson velociraptor under his seat. The other was heroic, young and handsome, with sword eyebrows, long faces and wide ears, and an ancient harp in both hands, this troll was not bad-looking, but judging by his withered stance and the orchid fingers that played with his hair from time to time, this guy did not look like a normal man. The troll to his right had a yellow face like paper, his upper body was bare-chested, and a large rosary hung around his neck, his expression was pained and confused, and he kept one hand on the inside of the rosary, looking very uncomfortable. In the far right corner, a vicious female troll with high hair clutches clutches a cane with rows of hollowed out holes in one hand.

Soon, the old troll of the enemy was the first to attack, he stroked his beard, his eyes shot a sinister gaze, he hunched his waist, and suddenly whispered in a stillness: "[Rain Frog Poison]." ”

As the darkness of the night deepened, the old troll's fingers flicked and a cold star broke through the sky, taking Abby's delicate body. Abby and I don't have a lot of combat experience, but I know that this girl is extremely talented in combat, and can often see through the enemy's dynamics, and then analyze the enemy's intentions and how to crack it. The elf didn't panic at this time, she stretched out her hands, and made two completely different [finger arrays] with both hands, and her two staffs, [Spider Demon] and [Iron Skin], jumped in front of her like lit firecrackers in an instant, and the rod of [Spider Demon] just blocked the thin needle, and after an extremely slight 'ding' sound, the old troll was smiling and looking at Abby.

At the end of the temptation, the old troll continued to hypocritically put on a high-minded expression, he opened his mouth to speak, revealing a mouth full of white teeth like a newborn: "What a powerful little girl, grandpa appreciates your courage, is it okay to be a mother-in-law for grandpa?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the female troll with her high bun said angrily with a look of disgust, "Old thing! You're about to get all the pretty girls in your clan!

The old troll didn't care about the vicious curse and ignored the woman.

The innocent Abby couldn't understand what they were saying, and stabbed the spider demon in her right hand to the ground, causing ripples of magic to reverberate, and the impact effectively interrupted the nonsense of the two enemies, and the elf shouted, "Who are you, why are you so cruel to slaughter your own fellow trolls?"

The female troll squinted her vine flute to her lips and said viciously, "Compatriots, we are not from the Deadwood Clan, how can we talk about our compatriots?" As for the cruelty you say, when you are captured alive, that old thing will show you what cruelty is. ”

The gloomy cold light on the old troll's face glared at the female troll, who immediately lowered his head, and the voodoo master kindly reprimanded: "Yecreek, don't scare the little girl!" He looked at the other people on the left and right, pouted and muttered: "Hmph! The sect master is also too cautious, and he has called so many mud-legged people to make a fool, it can be seen that he can't trust the old man! You children are in the way, just [Furstad Brute Hammer] and the little girl, the old man alone is enough to deal with it." ”

The general riding the velociraptor was furious, and the nine-curved battle blade trembled in his hand: "Don't talk nonsense! There are people in the other party who can kill Yekia, and there is also the old dwarf who claims to be able to slay dragons, and he is not allowed to underestimate the enemy!" Hearing this guy's words, the old troll didn't dare to say anything, but the hypocritical smile on his face was mostly gone, and he silently read the cursed words.

Abby had been waiting for a long time, leisurely enjoying the dog-eat-dog show, and finally found a stall to start a war, she covered her mouth with her hand slightly, and couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, a bunch of ridiculous clowns!

Abby's words made this group of arrogant trolls look at each other, seemingly humble, but in fact, no one wants to show their strength first. But the ten-foot-tall guy among them was obviously not as big as the other five, and he shouted loudly in his throat and rushed towards Abby without a head.

I looked at the projection, but I was more nervous than I was there, Lilith handed over the popcorn bucket, I took a few and put them in my mouth, but because I was in a soul state, they all fell under the carriage seat, and the black cat secretly picked up a lot and ate it proudly.

My attention returned to the projection, how could Abby let the clumsy behemoth crush herself so easily, her jade wrist bamboo shoots slid lightly, drawing a [palm array] on the palms of both hands, the left hand was called [Cold Rain], the right hand was called [Ice Wind], both palms were at the big troll at the same time, hail and wind and snow spun out from her palms, suddenly slowing down the enemy's movements, the big troll was originally running, but now it was difficult to move against the wind and snow.

The magic of this duo was newly created by Abby in the blizzard a few days ago, and now it seems that the cold mixed with the ice wind is not very full. The big troll's skin was thick and thick, and the ice wind only slowed him down, and in an instant, the dense purple tattoos on his body lit up like the buttocks of fireflies, and I could guess that this was a disguised [God of War's Fury], and the frost that covered it was shattered and disappeared by the sudden tremendous force. (The last time I mentioned [Wrath of the God of War] was at the South Gate Sentry where food poisoning was rampant, this is a kind of magic that the warrior instantly increases his body and strength by praying to the god of war to the heavens, and the orc warrior Olkus prayed to the shamanic god of war [Ulurutar], and I don't know which loa this burly troll prays to, because I am not very familiar with the [Loa Sect].) ）

Abby wanted to change her tactics again, but it seemed that it was too late to form a formation. The unexpectedly agile of the great troll who turned on the wrath of God was already in front of Abby. He raised his arms, his fingers intertwined, and his fist was about to fall with a fist thicker than Abby himself.

At this moment, two deafening screams were heard in the sky, and the two griffons flew to the ground at an unparalleled speed, and the four people riding on it reached out together, grabbed the left arm of the big troll on one side, and held his right arm on the other side, relying on the inertia brought by the rapid rush, the troll was lifted in the air out of thin air, and threw it towards a stone statue, with a bang, the troll smashed the old voodoo stone statue solidly, but it was unscathed, he rubbed his buttocks, and suddenly turned over and stood up. Seeing this, the enemy knew that the piercing figures had finally arrived together, and they were ready to attack at any time.

The old troll glanced at Yecreek, who hurriedly played the flute and played a strange tune, and the two voodoo bats, as if hearing their master's call, swooped down from the sky in the direction of the village, and wrestled with the griffon's claws in mid-air.

The four men on the griffin had already landed on the spot before they struck. The first to land was the dwarf grandfather, who was bloated, but he was the lightest and most elegant. The yellow-haired troll, who rode a griffon with him, landed on the ground first and fell into the dust with an "oops". Blair, who had turned into werewolves, and Millet followed, blocking Abby after landing.

The old troll looked at the troll riding the velociraptor and then at the troll holding the harp. Then he took out a notebook from his pocket. After looking at it for a long time, he asked, "Who is that deadwood troll?"

The velociraptor troll raised his blade and replied disdainfully, "So what? Kill him, exactly ten thousand, and the new scrolls will be full." ”

The female troll smiled lewdly and echoed: "Hahaha, this is great, the sacrificers and those who slipped through the net are of the same race, this is much more interesting than a bunch of miscellaneous souls!"

The old troll preceded the dragoon and gave the order, "Then what are you waiting for? He said to see the young man's performance, but he couldn't help but shoot first, he quickly kicked the bamboo basket behind him with his heel, most of the glass balls in it did not move, only a round jar full of cyan liquid jumped into his hand accurately, it was only a few tenths of a second, the poison jar had already flown in front of Abby and the others, and at a moment close enough, the glass outer wall of the poison jar shattered instantly, and the green viscous liquid splashed towards everyone indiscriminately.

But the old troll's despicable and skillful poison methods did not work, and I saw that Millet snapped his fingers softly, and the venom flying in mid-air suddenly retreated to a round glass jar that recovered quickly, and at the moment when it lost its propulsion, it fell to the ground completely.

The old troll was a little stunned, but he did his best not to show himself too obviously, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Sure enough, there are dragons! ”

The withered yellow troll wearing the rosary didn't say a word, and responded to the old man with a big white eye. But he took two dejected steps forward, and told me by his actions that he was what the old troll called "Salavin".

While the two sides were at a stalemate, the tallest troll had already flown up and jumped at Abby again with the help of a tendon brain, like a rough beast.

Blair would have seen his sister suffer, her body low, her sharp claws and pale teeth gleaming in the moonlight.

The flying troll was like a trash can stuffed with cyan muscles, and the descendants of the wolf god looked unusually small in front of him, but the amount of strength was not determined by the size, the troll's broad shoulders smashed down like a cannonball, but was caught by the wolf girl's single claw, and the power of Wan Jun instantly pressed on the body of a weak girl I once knew, pushing her feet and ankles to the surface. But the wolf girl's posture stood up to the sky and the earth had no intention of bending in the face of this force, and her sharp claws had already dug deep into the troll's shoulder blade. Blair howled as a wolf, his black-fur arm pressed hard, pinning the mid-air troll to the ground.

The dragon prince, who was only less than a meter away from the fierce battle between the two, saw the situation at this moment, and he didn't want to pull out the war hammer and stepped forward to help in the battle. But his raised wrist was surrounded by a sudden burst of yellow sand like a waterfall, and then a thicker sand flow wrapped around the waist of Millet's bucket, and before he could react, he was pulled to the ground by two large yellow sand snakes with opposite forces.

I saw the yellow-skinned troll fiddling with the long brown beads around his neck with both hands, and looked at the dragon prince with an expressionless face, and couldn't stop reciting the incantation in his mouth. He is the culprit who controls the yellow sand, and as soon as this guy makes a move, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this person is the most tricky person in the troll squad.

I unconsciously blurted out, "This guy is so strong!"

Lily glanced at me and muttered in my tone, "Guardian power." ”

"Could it be that he is one of the Twelve Guardians?!" my voice instantly raised, and the black cat was so frightened that he dropped a handful of popcorn in his hand under the car. Guardians wield the power of the true gods, and there are twelve Guardians responsible for guarding Azeroth, each with the strength to stand up to any evil force.

Lily acquiesced and nodded at me.

"But how can a guardian do bad things?" This question actually has an answer in my heart, think of Medivan, who once became a dark wizard, think about Nesario, the earth dragon who betrayed mortals in the battle of the ancients, I don't know how thin the boundary between justice and evil in this world is, compared with the planet and the universe, the guardian or dragon king is like a flea on a lion, if you want not to fall, you can only control your own jumping steps, and if you are not careful, you will fall from the host and form an opposing situation with the lion.

Lilith gave a rare look of regret: "The Twelve Guardians are the bloodlines personally chosen by the true gods of the heavens, but after the War of the Ancients, they have been cursed by some kind of cleverness, and it is also a curse that no one can solve. From the moment they accept the calling, their families and friends will leave them one by one, or they will go straight to hell or turn against them. This vicious curse has led to the decay of the Twelve Guardians, who have the power of gods, but cannot escape the **** and grudges of mortals. These poor heroes will eventually be defeated by the demons, and then wait for the next hero to go on a crusade in the name of justice, and if the new hero succeeds in getting rid of them, the power of the Guardian and the curse will be inherited by the new hero until they fall again. ”

"It's so sad. But what about Medivan?"

Lilith's eyes widened suddenly, then she raised her eyebrows and said sharply, "Don't mention that bad guy's name in front of me!" However, I can tell you a little secret, that bastard you said lifted the curse himself, and to be honest, that bastard could kill 'me' alone—— that is Hades himself, if he wanted to, so I was not surprised at all when he lifted the curse. ”

I suddenly had a schadenfreude mentality, seeing her uncharacteristically looking, I guess Lilith in charge of **** seems to have been abandoned by Abby's godfather, I hope I didn't realize this, because now my mind is full of pictures of the two of them, but at the critical moment when the companions are in full swing, this kind of restrictive imagination is very inappropriate. I imprisoned the black hole of my mind as best I could, and once again focused on the projected image。。。。。。。。。。 (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)

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