Chapter 397: Forced Requisition
"Roar!!
"Roar !!"
The roars of the two trolls rippled through the air, but one of them was getting smaller and smaller, with a faint hint of surrender, while the other voice was getting more and more domineering, until it completely subdued the other.
"Roar!!
Finally, after a loud roar, all the voices fell silent, and in the sunlight, a group of trolls, large and small, all prostrate on the ground, bowed respectfully in one direction, and submitted to the new ruler of their tribe.
A troll captain who is completely different from them, with wisdom and strength.
"Is this how the trolls live?
Through the sparse crowd, Fei Lin watched the troll captain over there effortlessly subdue such a troll tribe of hundreds of people with only a few roars, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books, no matter how accurate the records in the books are, they are not as shocking as what they see with their own eyes.
However, Fei Lin also knew in his heart that this kind of ritual of the troll was definitely not such a simple roar, but the real strength, and the troll who fell to the ground worshipped only the real strong.
"However, it seems that if this troll captain wanted to, it would be easy to wipe out all his wounded soldiers. β
Glancing at the side, Fei Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly, except for Kanreer, who was able to stand up straight in front of him with a cane next to him, there were less than fifty passengers and staff on the entire airship, and most of them were injured, and there were quite a few lying on the stretcher, and there were very few people like Fei Lin who were almost not seriously injured.
"Alright, let's all go inside!"
With a wave of a thick troll-style staff in his hand. The trolls who were crawling on the ground immediately parted ways, and the troll captain stepped out of the crowd of trolls and commanded the airship stewards standing in front of Firin.
"In this troll tribe, there are also a lot of medicinal herbs they have collected, you can use them at will, keep an eye on the movements around you at any time, and don't miss the rescue sent by the terminal station. β
"Yes!"
A few stewards replied respectfully, and hurriedly shouted at the people behind to carry the stretchers, and carry the wounded past the trolls huddled together, and walk towards the rough cavern behind. Fei Lin also followed the crowd, helped Canreel, took the moon bear behind him, endured the stench of trolls emanating from both sides, and walked towards the cave.
"You, wait a minute!"
Suddenly, a hard object hit the back of Filin's heart, and Filin was startled and almost pulled out his acilleroe. Letting go of Canreal, he turned cautiously to see the troll captain's massive staff leave his body, and his eyes moved from himself to the man next to him.
"You. You, and the two of you, a few of you, are not seriously injured. Stay for now. β
The troll captain's voice was not high, but there was an unmistakable feeling, just say it. Without looking at the reaction of the few people in Feilin, he turned around and waved his hand, and all the trolls who were still kneeling got up and scattered with a roar.
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Filmin turned his head to look at the guys who were also left behind, they all hesitated, but they still didn't dare to resist the troll captain's meaning, and flowed down slowly, Filmin smiled bitterly, patted Canrell on the back, signaled him not to worry, and also stopped.
"Buzz!!"
After speaking, the troll captain didn't immediately pay attention to them, but took a step and walked to an open place in front of the cave, with a flash of light in his hand, a sophisticated alchemy prop appeared in the clearing, as if it was a huge crucible, and it seemed to be something like a satellite signal and radar that Fei Lin was familiar with in his previous life, and then I saw that the troll captain stuffed a piece of magic core into a corner, and pressed a few buttons at the base, and after a muffled sound, the red light on the alchemy prop flashed a few times, and there was no movementγ
"Whew"
The troll captain seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, looked back, and nodded at one of the dark elves who had just left, "You, look at this machine, if you want to rescue, it's all up to you." β
"Yes. β
The dark elf hesitated for a moment, thinking of the werewolf who was still lying on the stretcher, and the scene just now, and still stepped forward cautiously, "But my weapon has been destroyed, I'm afraid"
This dark elf can be regarded as the strongest among the passengers, otherwise it would not have survived, so he was almost uninjured, but his weapon was not so lucky, after all, space equipment is not so bad, if this troll does not have a captain's position, he will not have this space ring.
"What weapon do you use?"
The troll captain reached out and cut him off.
"My forehead, the long sword will do. β
The dark elf was stunned for a moment, and then he said in a slur manner, and then, an ancient long sword with an obvious elven style was inserted in front of his eyes.
"Well, think of it as a reward for your work. β
The troll captain waved his hand, ignoring the stunned dark elves, and turned his head to look at the Filins, "You guys, it's the same, the reward is indispensable for you, but before the rescue comes, I need your help to do something." β
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Holy See of Light, Holy Mountain.
The room, which only a few people were allowed to enter, seemed to be radiating holy light at any moment, but there was a person who was out of place in this room standing.
The gray priest's robe, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time, this person, even standing in front of the Pope, who represented the light, as if he was in the shadows, made people lose their minds.
"All the human dungeons in the underground world have been counted, and a few of the most suspicious targets have basically been locked, but those people's hands and feet are very clean, leaving almost no traces of value, and the troops involved in the dragon slaying seem to have disappeared in the underground world. β
Standing in front of the Pope's chair, the man reported one by one, without a single expression on his face, as if he were a dead man.
"The referee has gone to Fabulma's dungeon, and there is no news yet, but we have just received news that the first goblin airship that left Fabulmar has appeared along the way, and it has crashed, and we suspect that there may be some clues on this airship, and besides, the crash of the airship may not be an accident!" (To be continued.) )