Other mages also began to cast spells to kill the trolls in the horizon, and the elves replaced them with explosive enchanted arrows and shot them into the troll outpost. The warriors who had been controlled and berserk by voodoo were not spared, just shooting two more arrows.

Soon, the troll camp was ablaze, the trolls screamed incessantly, and the battle was coming to an end shortly after it began.

After the battle, Patrick entered the troll outpost, and the house and gate were almost destroyed, and in the middle was a troll altar, and the blood water in the middle of the stone slab was still bubbling, and the smell of witchcraft made the elves gag.

Patrick blew up the altar with a fireball, and the foul-smelling pus and blood evaporated and hissed as the heat evaporated.

The land of the trolls is indeed fertile, the black dirt can be stepped on with oil, and there are many maggots in the black earth, it seems that the corruption of corpses has been nourishing the land for a long time.

The Troll Priest is shot in the back by two explosive arrows and dies instantly. The troops began to dispose of the corpses of the trolls, which were directly incinerate.

"This is a troll outpost, presumably to serve as an early warning for Sebwasa." Aurelia explained to Patrick.

The troops kept advancing, and there were no more traces of trolls around, and the spiritual horizon spread out, making sure that no trolls could be found around.

Patrick himself knew that Sebwassa was built on the edge of Lake Elendal, deep in the Forest of Life, and its location near mountains and rivers made it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

It was getting late in the evening, and Aurelia had found a nice place to camp. As night fell, the night in the Forest of Life was unusually cold, and with the light of the moon, the camp acquired a hazy beauty, and Patrick stepped out of his tent and sat down by the extinguished fire.

The priests who came into contact with the trolls for the second time, through a dance and herbs, as well as sacrifices to the gods, obtained power from those animal gods, restored the life of their people, increased their combat effectiveness, etc.

To enter the troll camp this time, you need to carefully analyze and understand the combat style of the troll caster. The more information you have, the more convenient it will be to fight the enemy, after all, "knowing yourself and knowing your opponent will not be defeated in a hundred battles."

Patrick didn't sleep and rest, with Allen's presence, Patrick's mental power was abundant, and he was still probing the movements around him. Patrick felt a yellow-green mist enveloping him in the southeast, and the smell of witchcraft was strong, and Patrick's spirit could not penetrate deeply, so he could only project his spirit on the periphery.

"Haven't rested yet?" A pleasant voice came from behind him.

Patrick saw that it was Aurelia who was coming. "No, I just need to meditate. I try to look around for possible potential threats. ”

Aurelia sat down next to Patrick, "You know what? , how many years have it been that Quel'Salas has not appeared as diligent elves as you. ”

Patrick looked at Aurelia and didn't answer, sensing that Aurelia had something to do.

"You're trying so hard to get into the Silver Moon Council? In the past few months, you have been in the Eastern Temple, and everyone has been impressed by your military prowess. Your expertise in arcane, especially spells and enchantments, shines throughout the Temple, and unlike the extravagant lives of other mages, you seem to be in a hurry, anxious to raise your arcane level, what makes you so urgent. Aurelia followed Patrick's gaze and looked at each other.

Patrick stared at Aurelia for a few seconds, following the moonlight, and now the female elf was incomprehensibly beautiful.

Patrick pointed to his ever-overflowing arcane eyes and said, "For this." Then he looked directly at this Aurelia.

The female elf looked at Patrick's eyes carefully, puzzled, and there was only an image of herself in it.

"Huh?" Aurelia's arms and forehead muscles tightened. It's been hundreds of years, and it's the first time that a female elf has encountered an elf like Patrick "That's not the answer, your eyes tell me that you're perfunctory to me." ”

Patrick smiled, still looking at Aurelia seriously, "But there's no other answer in my eyes, do I?" ”

"You're a bold mage, and there's a hint of cunning in your boldness." Aurelia smiled and turned her head to look at the coals.

The two sat silently, and something began to sprout slowly.

Late at night, Patrick still didn't go back to the tent to sleep, Patrick released arcane powers, thermostats, and wind-blocking enchantments to cover himself and Aurelia, and the two rested a little.

It was still light, and Aurelia got up and got dressed. One by one, the other rangers got up, packed their bags, filled the campfire, and everyone ate their elven biscuits and continued on their original route.

Along the way, Hawksbill cautiously leaned over and said, "In so many years, you are the first elf to dare to tease Marshal Aurelia. ”

As a veteran ranger, Hawksbill's ear power is naturally very good, and it is not surprising that he hears it.

At this time, Aurelia turned her eyes and gave Hawksbill a deep look. In the same way, Hawksbill could listen to his talk to Aurelia last night, and now Aurelia could hear Hawksbier's jokes.

Patrick's brain added: This look is like two arrows piercing the heart, and Hawksbill should be nailed to the tree by these two arrows by now.

As they got closer to the troll's Sebwassa, the smell of sorcery grew stronger and stronger, and Idonis and Candires were already starting to get a little sick of the stench of sorcery, nausea, and nausea.

The soil on the ground is getting darker and darker, and the smell of corruption in the land is getting worse and worse, Patrick, who has experience in his previous life, knows that this kind of humus-rich land is a kind of soil with good traits and high fertility, which is very suitable for plant growth, and in the previous life, there were only four black soils in the whole world, and trolls occupied such a good land, but they couldn't farm, it was simply a tyrannical thing.

Patrick remembers that in his previous life, there were only four major black soil areas, namely the Ukrainian plain in Ukraine, the Mississippi plain in the United States, the northeastern plain in China, and the Pampa steppe from Argentina to Uruguay in South America, all of which were not the world's food bases.

Patrick needs space to develop now, Silvermoon City is occupied by the family valve, and his own family is only surviving in the cracks, the outside space is naturally Patrick's first choice, and the troll's territory may be a good choice.

I have seen Sebwasa, the Troll Fortress only has a frontal attack route, the left side is against the mountain peak, the right side is against the Eren Mill Lake, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is the main fortress for the trolls to contain the Forest of Life and the Eastern Temple, if it can be solved at once this time, the entire Forest of Life will be captured by Silvermoon City.

The troll's wooden two-story building stands, the troops inside the fortress are already in full battle, one by one the witch doctors have prepared some bottles and cans, the ritual weapons have begun to bless the troll warriors, the shadow priests are preparing spells, the axe throwers and berserkers are holding the weapons in their hands tightly, and the bruises on their arms are bursting up, ready to fight.