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After entering the northern lands of Lordaeron, it was sparsely populated. Only sporadic lumberjacks could be seen on the paved road, and every time they saw a lumberjack, they greeted Luo Lin warmly: "Hey, boy, the front is not our human territory, you should be careful." ”

"Well, I'll take notice." A kind reminder will always be exchanged for a warm smile. Rollin did just that.

Northland is a beautiful forest farm of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, with dense woods. It's hard to imagine that this will become a plague land in the future.

Enjoying the fresh air in the woods, Rollin sped up the speed of his warhorse. There are a lot of wild bears in the woods, so it's better to walk faster.

At the northernmost point of the Northland, there was a fork in the road. One due north and one northeast.

Rollin's destination was Quel'Thalas, so he ignored the route to Stratholme.

All the way non-stop, no stopping. Eventually, Rollin came to the end of the Northlands, where Rollin saw a tall building, resembling the gate of a wall, but perhaps not, and he did not know what kind of building it was, either elven or troll.

Following a trail of Salas hidden in the middle of a mountain valley, Rollin entered the territory. That is, the land of ghosts in the future.

A place where trolls and High Elves coexist.

Having just entered this area, Rollin should have come out of the area of trolls. This is the southern part of the Wraith Lands, and to the east of the Wraith Lands is Zuaman, the city of trolls.

Rollin did not dare to rest, the trolls and orcs were a virtue, and if they were caught, he might become a dessert for their dinner.

The military horse runs fast, and this battle-hardened war horse shows its strength here.

Rollin ignored a problem, though. How could the sound of horses' hooves escape the ears of trolls with such a fast run?

The Shadow Leopard Master immediately noticed the sound of the military horse stepping on the ground in the troll hut built by the grass and wood house.

According to the common sense that elves did not tame creatures such as horses, the leopard riders quickly understood that humans had entered their territory.

Compared to the emaciated elves, the flesh of humans is much more tender and tasty. Especially in the buttocks and thighs, the meat is tender and the juice is delicious.

The three Shadow Leopard Masters stepped onto the Clawcat, spears on their backs, and chased after them.

These clawed cats, trained for many years, are extremely fast, and they are constantly growling and cheering on their companions.

The aura of danger touched Rollin's back like a cold hand.

"Day! Or was discovered. Rollin cursed and continued to run forward.

The military horse under the crotch also heard the bark of the clawed cat, and the military horse snorted and ran forward calmly. The military horses that participated in the war were unmoved by such dangers.

It exhausted all its strength and rushed to the saddle of its little master. It didn't manage to escape the dark swamp with its old master, and this time, it won't fail again.

The Shadow Dwellers didn't know what they were shouting, hadn't these guys learned the lingua franca of the Continent?

Suddenly, a spear flashed past Rollin's ear. The whistling sound caused his ears to ring.

As if his heart had been hammered, Rollin felt the fragility of life for the first time.

The horse was still galloping, even though it had been on its way for two days. The dull wheezing sound told Luo Lin that the horse's physical strength was almost overdrawn.

"My old friend, bear with me, and we'll be there."

Looking up, at the end of the forest, there is a domed streamlined building complex, which is the architectural style of the High Elves, and there is no mistake.

Taquilin, flee there, and you will be rescued.

"Nigezhazha, qisioulie," the troll howled behind him.

In order to slow down the animals, Rollin began to use the low-level fireball technique he had just learned last night.

It's not quite skilled, and it's enough to be able to produce results.

Extracting the fire energy stored in this body, Rollin's palm gave birth to a fireball. This fireball burned with boiling flames, much bigger than yesterday's moment.

Aiming at the ground door of the troll running at the front, Rollin threw it out fiercely. "Let's go after it." Rollin was angry with a little smoke, which sounded a bit silly, but it was just right for these greedy and murderous trolls. "Bang!" Hit!

The leading troll, half of the fangs on his face had been blown off, and blood was grunting from the corners of his mouth. "Ahh

He's faster, he's going to tear this human apart.

The other two trolls didn't think so, and if this was a mage, it might have tasted even more delicious.

It's insane! These mad trolls.

This is not like the gentle big chief I met in the game in my previous world!

Arrived at Taquilin? "Old man, it's just ahead!" Rollin saw several tall rangers with bows and arrows on their backs.

The old man, who had exhausted all his physical strength, consumed all the strength in his life, and threw Rollin out in the direction of Taquelin.

Before Rollin, who had fallen into a dog and eaten, stood up, his sturdy figure filled his sight.

The beautiful elf in the ranger costume drew the longbow and fired it three times in a simple way, and the three troll leopard masters lay under the foot of Taquilin's slope.

Rollin patted his chest, and the forward fall he had just made him breathless.

He walked over, put his arms around the old man's neck, looked at the white foam in the old man's mouth, and said, "My old man, goodbye." “

A few wails, and the last thing my father left behind also left this world.

Covering the old fellow's eyes with his hand, Rollin stood up and said, "Thank you for saving me, Elven Ranger." ”

"You're welcome, but human, what are you doing in the realm of elves." The Ranger walked up to the trainers who had been killed by the arrows and picked up their spears.

Facing the back of this female ranger, Rollin replied truthfully: "I'm Rollin, and I want to come here to learn magic. Aurelia told me the day before yesterday, so I packed up and came to report. ”

The Elven Ranger turned around, stared into Rollin's eyes, and said indifferently, "I know who you are, an interesting human in the mouth of Winlessa. ”

Looking at the first-class-looking ranger in front of him, Rollin could guess who she was with his ass. "Well, that's right. Can I report to Silvermoon City? "Absolutely." "Until then, can I bury my old friend in the territory of your High Elves?" Rollin looked at his old buddy.

The Ranger walked up to the tower and said, "Well, but try not to hurt the vegetation here. The trees south of Taquilin have been cut down by trolls, and in order to maintain the ecology here, I hope you can properly settle your friends. ”

Luo Lin breathed a long sigh of relief, used all his strength, pulled his old buddy, and entered the jungle.