Whew, the trolls' huge wooden stick passed by his ears, and the sound of the wind made his ears ache. www.biquge.info But the sword of benevolence didn't even blink an eye, and in a flash of sideways, it had already deceived the trolls and stepped on the trolls' knees. The ugly head the size of a basket was already within reach, and the mouth as big as a dung pit was spewing a stench worse than the, and the two rows of sparse black and yellow teeth were like scattered stones on the edge of the dung pit. The skin as rough and thick as crocodile skin wrinkled like a hundred-year-old man, almost completely covering the already small nose, eyes and ears.

Boom. The fist of the Sword of Benevolence struck lightly on the temple of the ugly and abominable monster, making a muffled sound like a drum. The troll's two small eyeballs rotated half a circle in different directions and frequencies in their eye sockets, and its fat body was completely stiffened, standing upright and shaking in place, still holding the dead tree stick that was the thickness of a man's waist, but it did not fall.

"Cut, sure enough, these monsters just look like they're just humanoid. The Sword of Benevolence frowned and shook his head, clearly not satisfied with the punch. If it is according to the human body, this temple is absolutely fatal, but the feeling he fed back from the troll just now shows that there is a thick and hard skull underneath, and the fist shock only shocked the monster stupidly, but it was not directly killed.

It's not a big deal, though. As the fist with two points of concussion internal force knocked on the door of the troll's head again, gray-white brains erupted from the small ears on both sides of the huge head. The gray-white paste emitted a stench like hundreds of dead rats fermenting for decades, which was even more violent than the body odor on the body of the trolls, and the monster that sprayed these fishy brains also seemed to have sprayed the last bit of supporting strength, and fell to the ground crookedly, smashing the thin mud on the ground with thousands of pounds of weight.

"Wow wow~~~~" The seven or eight ogres next to them were not frightened by this scene, but fell into a rage, and all waved their weapons and rushed towards the Sword of Benevolence. These monsters that are three or four meters tall and can barely be classified as sub-human have basic intelligence, but they have no ability to make tools, but they are just simple weapons such as tree trunks and sticks and stone hammers that they pick up casually, and under their huge strength, they are enough to knock out warriors with heavy shields and stun them, plus their rough skin and flesh and incredible recovery ability, they have always been one of the most dangerous monsters in the wild. Every year, thousands of travelers, caravans and inhabitants across the continent die at the hands of these monsters.

Seven or eight trolls frantically slammed at the sword of benevolence, and the difference in size looked like a group of adults beating a child of three or four years old, except that the child looked calm, even bored, and wandered around in the midst of the storm, letting the sticks and stones that could hammer the buffalo into meat sauce pass by, as if they were nothing more than fly swatters.

"These stakes are so boring, even if you want to practice, you should have some difficulty......" The Sword of Benevolence slapped on the ear of one of the trolls again, and the gray and smelly brains all sprayed out of the piercing on the other side of the ear and pasted the other face, raising the stench level of the place again. These monsters are not only rough and thick-skinned, but also extremely powerful, even with four pages of lungs and two hearts, and serious injuries that can kill in the ordinary sense are completely inappropriate for them, so they can make countless adventurers and mercenaries have a headache and avoid them. But at this moment, in front of the Sword of Benevolence, these terrifying monsters are as powerless as chickens and ducks, those fat and muscles that make ordinary swords helpless are meaningless to him, no matter how vital the monster head and brain marrow are, the hard skull that can defend against the hammer is also nothing under the strength of his fist. He even disliked the stinky brains of these monsters that were already full of stench, and no longer used his fists to shake, two three-ring arcane flame arrows shot into the skull of these monsters' eye sockets and ears, directly burning them into a pot of burnt porridge.

The rest of the trolls roared, saliva and bad breath splattering everywhere, and the rudimentary weapons in their hands were wielded like a raging storm, but they still couldn't touch the side of the hateful human. Their poor intellect could not understand why, when the swing that was clearly seen to fall, it would always be inexplicably crooked a little, and could not hit the target.

Of course, the Sword of Benevolence will not explain to these monsters that this is just a small two-ring arcane effect, and these monsters will be dealt with with one punch and one punch. At this time, the aristocratic private soldiers standing in the distance burst out in surprise. Trolls have always been extremely difficult monsters to deal with, and these seven or eight mercenaries gathered together would be difficult to deal with even if there were two or three hundred people, but they were as fragile as paper paste in front of this Westerner.

"Even the astonished cries of these low-level civilians can't arouse the slightest bit of fighting spirit. The Sword of Benevolence shook his head and sighed, stepped on the corpse of an ogre, and said to Mu Qinyi, who was standing in the distance: "That Lady Mu, are you going to watch like this? ”

"This stuff is disgusting. And didn't the people from the Zhang family say that they must let you come, so as to boost morale and deter those Euro people?" Mu Qinyi waved his hand weakly. She had only come here for a formal trip in order to deal with Lord Lee's order to work with the dwarves to speed up the project. Of course, she has a way to deal with these huge monsters, but she is too lazy to spend her energy.

"Hmph, what's the use of you staying here besides being an eyesore, or give me a hot dance to boost morale......" As he spoke, the Sword of Benevolence suddenly sensed something, and looked sideways, but saw nothing. But the alarm and strangeness in his heart did not diminish in the slightest, and his figure flashed to the side, and the next moment there was a splash of earth, and the ground on which he had been standing suddenly sank into a large chunk.

"Haha, finally something interesting. The Sword of Benevolence did not show any anger at being attacked, but laughed. This sneak attacker didn't even notice any rumors and unusual movements on him, but with the intuition of the warrior, he felt that someone seemed to be watching, and it was obvious that the means were not simply transparent stealth.

Knock, knock, knock. The ground was constantly hit by invisible things, and the sword of benevolence kept dodging in the dirt, but he was not in a hurry to fight back, but while dodging, he took out a book to read, and kept shouting: "Wait, wait, let me see how this arcane is ......"

The invisible sneak attacker will definitely not wait, the invisible attack is getting more and more violent, the crazy hammer hitting this small piece of ground seems to be boiling, countless dirt is shaken and flown up, the sword of benevolence dodges in it more and more embarrassed, and even twice had to parry and unload, and then was shocked to retreat, but even so he still paid most of his attention to the book in his hand, and kept turning in the dodge, as if looking for something.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qinyi in the distance was dumbfounded, and the aristocratic private soldiers in the distance screamed even more. Mu Qinyi waved his hand, and a layer of water mist floated in the air and floated towards that side. This invisible enemy might be in a dangerous situation if she were to target her sneak attack, but if she watched the battle from a distance, she would have plenty of ways to make this enemy visible.

But the sword of benevolence, which was dodging in embarrassment, was unappreciative, glaring and shouting: "Don't meddle in your business. You onlookers are only responsible for screaming. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the book in his hand: "Yes, it should be like this......"

At this moment, dozens of lightning bolts suddenly erupted in the air, and these finger-thick arcs of lightning did not hit anything, but hooked and surrounded each other, forming a thick outline of a club, and struck fiercely towards the distracted sword of benevolence.

A thunderbolt in the true sense of the word, and with a boom, the figure of the Sword of Benevolence was blown away, and it flew until it hit a dead tree about ten meters away before stopping.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd in the distance, the Sword of Benevolence stood firmly. The clothes on his body were burned a lot by the explosion, and even his hair was some blown open and scorched, but looking at his body and momentum, it seemed that he was not seriously injured, he ripped off some tattered clothes, revealing a body of fine iron pouring muscles, and his face was full of flesh twisted into an expression that seemed to be really angry, and shouted in a deep voice to the invisible enemy over there: "Good job, you are only 0.01 centimeter away from angering me." Are you ready for an end that has been decreed by the will of the universe?"

It's not just nonsense, just when the Sword of Benevolence stands, the arcane art he prepared has been guided by the spirit in the magic net. A subtle but strange shock swept through the space within a radius of tens of meters, as if there was no substantial movement, only a tall figure floating in mid-air appeared.

This is a slightly thin troll, but this is only compared to the size of other trolls, it is still a large man who is more than two meters tall to a human, and this trolls are not as fat as other trolls, relatively more slender and sturdy, and has some trinkets made of bones and human heads, looking more like a truly intelligent sub-human than a pure monster. But the most conspicuous thing is that this trolls are not holding dead trees or stone pillars that other trolls use, but a roughly polished crystal stick with a faint electric light surrounding it.

"It's a wizard! an ogre!" the noble privates and mercenaries in the distance began to exclaim again. Trolls generally do not live in groups, and their low IQ and voracious appetite make it difficult for their kind to get along with each other, and it is only when such an intelligent trolls appear to act as spiritual leaders that these monsters will show the attributes of gregary and order under their leadership. This large-scale trolls are one of the most dangerous in the wild, and there are even premeditated active attacks on human villages, and twenty or thirty years ago in the famine years, there were small towns that fell under the attacks of these trolls, and thousands of people became food for these monsters.

The trolls didn't panic because of their appearance, but instead raised the crystal scepter in his hand and let out a hoarse howl, and then twenty or so trolls rushed out of the swamp bushes in the distance behind him. It turned out that the previous ones were just temptations, and this is the time when these monsters are attacking with all their might. Twenty or so behemoths with a height of three or four meters and weighing hundreds of pounds brandished tree trunks and stone sticks to charge, and the ground also shook in their momentum, this movement and power were not inferior to the group charge of a group of heavy cavalry, in fact, these monsters could really carry the charge of heavy cavalry head-on. Some of the aristocratic private soldiers in the distance had already panicked when they saw such a number of trolls, and many of them had already begun to turn around and flee.

"Fools, taste the true power of warriors of love and justice. In the face of the charge of these huge monsters, the Sword of Benevolence stood up in place, slowly retracted its fists at his waist, took a long breath, and put on a fist fight. It was the first time he had taken a serious stance in the battle with these trolls.

Of course, the trolls in the charge would not take this human in their eyes, and the fact that the previous few of their kind were knocked down must have been a surprise to them, and even their meagre intelligence made them not think about this aspect at all. This little thing with delicious flesh was a rare delicacy, and the leader had already stretched their self-control to the limit by letting them lie in wait and not move, and now that they had finally begun to attack, their cerebral gutters had been filled with appetite, and there was no room for any other thoughts.

Instead, the ogre wizard floating in mid-air looked at the Sword of Benevolence, and a frightened expression appeared on his face. As one of the hundreds of trolls, he not only has an intelligence close to that of humans, but also has a very high talent for perception, so he can become a priest. At this moment, only he could feel the terrifying aura that this human was beginning to emanate, it was a deeper and more powerful power beyond biological instincts, making him feel 'despair' for the first time.

"Galactic Starburst!" Facing the trolls rushing in front of him, the Sword of Benevolence roared with the punch he had been gathering for a long time.

The sound was not as deafening as the thunderbolt on a sunny day just now, but almost all of the noble private soldiers in the distance heard their hearts beat violently, and they sat on the ground with their feet soft, as if the sound contained a huge power that shook people's hearts. And the voice itself was a ball of flesh and blood that the sword of benevolence punched in the trolls. The two ogres who bore the brunt of the attack were directly blasted into a storm of flesh and blood, and a few trolls who got a little closer were torn apart, and then the scattered storm of flesh and flesh and flesh stumps knocked the other trolls around to the ground, some of them were shattered by the flesh and blood fragments and destroyed the inside of the skull, and some were injured or even killed by the scattered limbs. Under this punch, this group of fierce monsters rushing in was as fragile as a soft mud monster that could barely be pinched together, and it was only in an instant that it fell apart and was in shambles.

The ogre wizard in mid-air hurriedly waved the crystal scepter in his hand, and his figure became more and more blurred as he floated into the distance, and soon disappeared completely in the air. But he immediately saw that the human who had just killed all his men rushed towards him in just a few steps, leaped to his side, and waved his fist at what should have been completely invisible, and smiled viciously: "The same trick cannot be used twice in front of the warriors of love and justice. ”

It was night, outside the camp in the swamp.

The Sword of Benevolence ignored the gracious invitations of the nobles, nor did he live in the tent prepared for him by the Zhang family, but lit a bonfire on a high ground not far from the camp and spent the night alone.

Contrary to his arrogance and pride, he is very quiet when he is alone, and even seems withdrawn and dull. Either intently looking at an arcane book, or in a thoughtful daze, as if immersed in the world of one's own thoughts, pondering ideas that others may never understand.

At this moment, he was playing with a translucent hedron stick the thickness of an ordinary person's arm. It was the scepter, or club, that had been snatched from the ogre's hand, and from time to time there was a slight flash of electricity on it. Of course, the trolls had already worked with his other compatriots to make fertilizer in the swamp, and the stick became his trophy.

From the point of view of using trolls to test their arcane combat abilities, the results this time are really lackluster. After all, Arcane is a very grand and complex system, and he can learn it quickly with the innate spiritual power of martial arts and some experience outside the 'rules', but there is still a long way to go before he can truly use it freely. Not to mention, each arcane is a completely different microscopic project, the complexity is no less than building a well-equipped house on the palm of his hand, and it is purely spiritual, if he wants to memorize those numerous and completely different arcane formulas in the slightest, he does not have such a rebellious memory, and he can completely remember only the seven or eight low-ring arcane that are most commonly used. And trying to memorize as many arcane as possible, and then use it flexibly in actual combat, is a skill that many battle mages have practiced all their lives, and it is obviously not a good idea to temporarily flip through the arcane book after remembering it like he did.

Now it seems that this hedron stick is the biggest reward of this trip. From the vast amount of arcane knowledge that had been made up during this time, the Sword of Benevolence could tell that this was a rather rare elemental hedron. In terms of color, the purity may not be too high, but such a large volume greatly dwarfs other gemstones that can only be judged by grams. The elemental laws contained in it are also extremely active, and that trolls wizard seems to have become a priest with the power of this perceiving wind element.

Purely in terms of value, this spar staff can be said to be extremely huge, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is invaluable, but these have no meaning to the Sword of Benevolence, no matter how much money or resources there are, they cannot be turned into their own strength, and they are worthless in his opinion.

own strength. It's a very broad concept. From the concept of Shenzhou martial arts, all flesh and blood that are not born of one's own father's essence and mother's blood, or even one's own spiritual spirit, everything other than the will of martial arts is not one's own power. It is purely about tempering oneself, which is to dig deeper into the depth of life itself, and finally to transcend life itself and be with all things in the universe.

Of course, this path is good, in fact, the strongest strength he has now, his martial arts and martial arts come from this. But the road is too long and too far, and it is a little too difficult for him to walk now, and what he needs for now is something more broad, less pure, and short-sighted and more effective in the present. Arcane, for example, is an example.

But even from an arcane perspective, he didn't know how to turn this huge hedron into his own power.

"This wind elemental crystal should have been created after the demon net was shaken in the Divine Fury War. Otherwise, in the Age of Empires, how could it be the turn of an ogre to get him, he had already been discovered by the elemental exploration sequence of the archmages. And to use this thing, you also need a magic circle of law arcane to extract the power of the elemental law in it, and with your own eyes, it will not have any effect for hundreds of years. ”

A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness behind the Sword of Benevolence, a slightly hoarse female voice, as hazy and jumping as the shadows by the campfire.

The sword head of benevolence did not, nor did he seem surprised, but grinned and replied: "It's hard for you to be secretly peeking all the time, are you in love with me? ”