The pass of the Holy Mountain was right in front of him, and at this time, about seventy or eighty thousand trolls had already retreated into the Holy Mountain under the cover of the Eagle Wind Tribe.

This time, the whole troll clan gathered to defend the holy mountain, and before the lizardmen arrived, more than 100,000 troll warriors gathered under the holy mountain, but nearly half of them were killed and defeated.

Before entering the mountain, the two elders touched their foreheads and bowed to the holy mountain.

The third elder said to Luo Songxi, "After entering the Holy Mountain, the remaining trolls will be able to be unified by you under the call of the Holy Mountain. With the troll tribe no longer fighting on their own, and your command skills, the balance of victory is finally tilting in our favor. ”

Luo Songxi was not optimistic and said: "You obey the will of the Holy Mountain and are willing to believe me, it does not mean that other trolls are also willing to believe in a human being." ”

After speaking, he looked up and looked at the vast and continuous holy mountain.

For thousands of years, it has been a holy place for trolls, and every year, countless trolls will reverently cross the mountains and mountains to the foot of the holy mountain to worship and pray for blessings.

Originally, the army of trolls gathered at the foot of the holy mountain, in fact, many of them were young men who came to visit the holy mountain, and when they heard about the invasion of the lizardmen, they joined the army on the spot.

However, the Troll Ancestor taught that no one could enter and leave the Holy Mountain at will unless summoned by the Holy Mountain. Therefore, the sacred mountain is a holy place and a forbidden place. For thousands of years, no one has set foot on it, so that the holy mountain is overgrown with towering trees. The canopies of ancient trees that I don't know how old they are have covered the sky and the sun and guard the sacredness of the mountain.

In the depths of the continuous ancient trees, you can vaguely see a corner of the golden top of the glorious holy mountain. It is the highest point of the Holy Mountain and the source of all the sacred things of the Holy Mountain. There were no trees on the top of the gold, only a piece of golden light. The trolls believe that beneath this golden light lies the secret of the origin of the plane's most sacred plane.

However, now is not the time to quietly observe the mountain scenery, Luo Songxi needs to take his team to meet Su Ji, who has carried the supplies up the mountain first.

The scout team of 300 people had already lost nearly one-third of it at this time, so Luo Songxi deliberately narrowed the reconnaissance range and divided the scout team into two squads.

One shift is still responsible for high-risk enemy reconnaissance at the bottom of the mountain, while the other shift is responsible for relatively easy liaison work on the mountain. The two shifts rotate regularly.

So at this time, he had already contacted Su Ji. After other trolls poured up the mountain, Su Ji was afraid that the supplies would be coveted by other trolls, so he took the initiative to find a hidden corner and wait for the convergence with Luo Songxi.

At the same time, Su Ji reported to Luo Songxi: After going up the mountain, he received the instructions of the holy mountain, and it turned out that the people who followed him early in the morning were the human heroes who had high hopes from the holy mountain and came to save the holy mountain and rejuvenate the troll clan. There are no words to express his honor.

Even the scouts who delivered the information looked at him differently.

Luo Songxi took Su Ji's handwritten book, and thought with a wry smile, no matter what kind of hero the world is, it was your mother who picked me up from the beach.

He smiled at Su Ya beside him and said, "Let's go." ”

Then he stepped up the mountain road.

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......

In the prehistoric ruins, Luo Songxi learned some of the origins of the Tiyana noodles from the Raven Patriarch.

For example, the Tia plane is an artificial plane, and the ancestors used great technology and supernatural powers to create the sea, cultivate mulberry fields, and transform a dark and barren plane into a vibrant and multiplying world.

In the sacred mountain of trolls, it is not the ancestors of the troll clan that are enshrined, but a wisp of consciousness of the earliest leaders of this plane, the Council of the Twelve Ancestors, these founding ancestors, in Luo Songxi's heart, are naturally sacred and solemn.

When he stepped on the mountain road, he also wanted to see the demeanor of the ancestors and listen to the instructions of the ancestors.

However, as soon as he stepped on the first step of the mountain path, he saw an extremely handsome human boy stop in front of him.

He was startled by the sudden appearance of the figure, and when he was about to stop, he realized that it was just a phantom.

It's a phantom like a beautiful girl turned into 77.。

The human boy phantom looked at him, crossed his hands on his hips, and laughed wildly, "You see, the position of this face guardian will eventually return to us humans." ”

Directly communicating consciousness, Luo Songxi is very familiar with it, but it is just ...... Is this the Spirit of the Holy Mountain, the Council of the Twelve Ancestors......? Not dignified?

A big question mark couldn't help but pop up on Luo Songxi's head.

A phantom of a female elf appeared next to her, and her figure was so good that Luo Songxi couldn't bear to look at it.

"Don't bother, Lancelot, don't you have to get our approval to become a Guardian of the Plane?" I need to think about what kind of approval law ......" she said to the human boy from earlier.

"I've thought about it a long time ago," another female dwarf appeared, with a pen in her ear and a drawing in her hand, and said solemnly: "I designed a swivel chair, and when the time comes, there will be twelve of us, sitting in a row, first with our backs to him, and if anyone thinks he can be the guardian of the plane, turn around for him!"

On Luo Songxi's head, a row of twelve turning question marks appeared this time......

A phantus with wings on his back appeared, and Luo Songxi recognized that it was a crow man.

"I ask you, why did it take so long for you to come?" he asked Luo Songxi.

Finally came a person who was in line with the character of the Council of the Twelve Ancestors, Luo Songxi thought to himself.

"I ......" he was about to explain, but was immediately interrupted.

A pair of feet appeared in front of him. The reason why it is said that a pair of feet appeared in front of him is because these feet are as tall as others.

He looked up and saw a giant standing in front of him. He had already pushed his head harder, but he still couldn't see the giant's face.

This must be the legendary Titan.

"Don't fix those vanities yet, Geraint," he said to the Raven.

Then he squatted down very intimately and asked Luo Songxi, "Little friend, I'll talk about the outside things first." How are my children and grandchildren doing? How are you drinking?"

"I'm sorry," Luo Songxi told him, "the Titans have disappeared from the plane?"

"Titans?" the giant stroked his beard, "The Titans have never existed in the first place. ”

"Then ...... you," Luo Songxi asked.

"I'm a dwarf," said the giant, "it's so boring to be bored here, so I'll make myself grow a centimeter taller every year." ”