When Li Mo saw the thing that appeared in Montreal's hand, his hidden pupils contracted suddenly.

Decaying limbs (identified by Recruiter 1666)

The external structure of this limb has been weathered very strictly, and it can only be seen from the rough outline that it may belong to a certain species of insect that was extinct in ancient times.

Identification Description: The insect guards of the ancient Qila Empire were killed by the witchcraft of ancient trolls, and even after tens of millions of years, the corpses still lingered with the breath of vicious witchcraft.

Effect: Has a great hatred attraction effect on trolls.

Montreal didn't notice that when he took out this rotten limb, the skin that Li Mo was hiding under the clothes suddenly became densely packed with root blood vessels, but it was only fleeting, and the vague change in breath did not even have time to catch the recruiter.

"I bought it from a recruiter who had entered Zulfarak and could use it against the monsters raised by the trolls."

Montreal's method is very simple, in case it is really besieged by a large number of Warcraft, throw this item out, temporarily divert the hatred of Warcraft, or even trolls, and then take the opportunity to break out.

But don't try to pick it up if you throw it out, that is to say, there is only one chance, if you can't rescue the key plot characters of the mission before being surrounded by trolls, then this chance can only be used to escape by yourself.

"A recruiter who ever entered Zulfarak? Didn't you get any useful information from his mouth? Hearing this, Yang Zheyi hurriedly asked.

Montreal smiled wryly and explained, "Of course, I would actually know that Zulfarak's trolls have the ability to breed monsters, and it was also the information that the conscriptor sold me, and I paid a huge price for this item." ”

Yang Zheyi raised his eyebrows and looked Montreal up and down carefully, as if trying to tell from his expression whether he was lying.

Montreal saw Yang Zheyi's undisguised suspicion in his eyes, and his heart suddenly gave birth to indignant anger, but because of Li Mo's powerful combat power, he didn't even dare to express a trace of strange thoughts.

……

A slightly emaciated man, standing on a sand dune raised in the desert, with his hands behind his back and looking into the distance, his slightly squinted eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the night, and he saw a qiē thousands of miles away, against the backdrop of the whining cold wind, giving people an irresistible strength.

Without warning, there was a slight ripple in the night, and by the time everyone reacted, a figure in a black tight-fitting suit had already appeared, looking as if it had traveled through time and space from the night.

Montreal, who was standing behind Li Mo restrainedly, looked at the bayonet that escaped from the shadows, and it was difficult to hide the look of surprise in his eyes, this ghostly ability that people couldn't see through, for the same agile elder, it was tantamount to the scythe of death, even he thought he couldn't resist.

"A tribe of trolls, numbering about 30 people, and among them is an old shaman, most likely a low-level legendary creature."

The cold voice of the bayonet succinctly reported the information detected.

After Li Mo heard this, he glanced at his companions beside him, Charon immediately understood, let out a low roar in his throat, and suddenly rushed out, his vigorous body loomed in the bright moonlight, and in the moment when a shadow flickered, the whole person directly transformed into a werewolf, and rushed towards the tribe of trolls with a violent aura.

Everyone in the pinnacle team has cooperated countless times in the grind of life and death, and almost at the same time as Charon's movements, the others have also entered the combat state to follow, and the one who launched the first attack is the only long-range output in the team.

A red, hot lead. The bullet streaked a conspicuous parabola through the air, and suddenly exploded when it reached the heights, scattering countless brilliant lights and fires everywhere, illuminating the dim troll tribe clearly.

In an instant, the originally quiet troll tribe seemed to explode, and more than a dozen fast-reacting trolls rushed out of the animal skin tent with a cruel roar, and rushed in the direction from which the movement came without fear.

Bang!

A troll rushed out of the camp with an axe in hand, and before he could see his enemy, he was knocked out of the way by a powerful force, and his body made a clattering sound of bones shattering in the air, crashing into the burning campfire, and letting out a miserable scream.

Charon was like a beast that had lost his mind, rampage out of order, and threw the troll camp into chaos, and all the trolls who dared to stop him were shattered by the terrifying force, and even torn to pieces.

The night in the desert was colder than the day, but at this moment, all the trolls suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped countless times out of thin air, so that they had already become accustomed to the cold bodies of the desert night, and they couldn't help but shiver at this time.

No one noticed that a layer of ice crystals had condensed on the surface of the fine sand grains under their feet.

"Blizzard!"

Dutt stood on top of the dunes with his staff in hand, his eyes flashing with blue magic, and under his control, the frost condensed in the air was like sharp arrows, forming murder weapons from the sky.

Puff puff!

The remaining slower-reacting trolls had just run out of their tents when they were hit by an ice pick that fell from the sky, and the ice pick pierced into their bodies with a muffled sound of flesh.

Yanotbemockin-us,yamagicaddictedtoad！ (Troll)

Each of these trolls exceeded 200 HP, and became even more bloodthirsty and furious under the stimulus of the pain, reaching out directly to pull the ice pick out of their bodies with red eyes, and then roaring and charging at the enemy.

"Do it!" Montreal's reaction was a little slower, and when he saw Dutt's quick move, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and after shouting at his companions around him, he used his speed to the extreme and rushed into the troll tribe first.

Montreal was no match for him, and his companions were no slouch either, with arrows and magic bullets unleashing their heads head-on at the first trolls to break out of the camp.

This troll tribe is only about 30 people, most of them are desert trolls with ordinary combat power, with the strength of the group of recruiters of Montreal and Duter, it is enough to break it, at this time, coupled with the strength of the peak team, there is really a feeling of killing chickens with a knife, and the shape of the scene is completely one-sided.

Charon lifted a troll with one hand, and the troll roared and struggled, but he couldn't shake the terrifying power at all, only to see Charon roar angrily, directly tearing the troll in half, and the hot organs and blood splashed all over his body, making his werewolf body even more hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, a clay pot suddenly flew out, the clay pot broke, and the pungent and fishy liquid splashed.

The bright silver hair on Charon's body could not even be contaminated by blood, but these fishy liquids stuck to his body like maggots on tarsal bones, and continued to spread, viciously eroding every cell in his body.

Charon only felt that his body suddenly weakened, and the parts stained with the foul liquid were even more stinging, as if countless small worms were devouring his flesh.

Although Li Mo didn't make a move, he kept paying attention to the changes on the field. When Charon was plotted, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly bloomed with a terrifying essence.

The bayonet that was wandering around in the chaotic battlefield suddenly stopped, and then stepped in, strangely blending into the darkness.

An old troll in an animal skin vest with bare skin and evil patterns appeared on the battlefield at some point, its yellow teeth grinning cruelly, and the bone staff in its hand began to glow black as the words came out of its mouth.

The dark light of the bone staff was pregnant with extremely evil power, and when you got closer, you could even faintly hear the wailing of the dead, and at the moment when the evil sorcery of the bone staff was about to explode, a short sword appeared without warning and slashed at the shaman's finger holding the bone staff.

Click!

The blade of the dagger severed the withered fingers, and finally slashed down on the bone staff, bursting with metal sparks. The bayonet's hand holding the short sword took advantage of the situation, brutally leaving a miserable gap in the shaman's hand.

The shaman screamed in pain, and the bone staff in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably, and the evil sorcery that had accumulated to the extreme came to an abrupt end.

The shaman's eyes were bloodshot and red, and he was chanting a spell, and in the next moment, a shadow arrow suddenly shot out from the palm of his other hand.

The bayonet was not in the hare of battle, and flew back as the shaman chanted the incantation, using the ghost's speed to the extreme, and the shadow arrows grazed the hem of his clothes, falling into a huge hole in the ground.

Seeing that his blow missed, the shaman roared angrily, reached out and picked up the bone stick, and was about to chant the incantation again, but as soon as he raised the bone stick, suddenly a milky white spider silk shot out and wrapped around its body, and before the shaman could react, he felt an irresistible force coming, and the whole person was directly dragged over.

The shaman's withered body was grinding against the grains of sand, screaming and struggling, not knowing how far it had been dragged away and finally stopped, just as it was about to get up, suddenly a foot stepped on its body, and a click was heard, and the entire waist was trampled out of an abnormal shape.

The shaman's red eyes almost popped out, and it turned its head to see the enemy's appearance, but what appeared in its eyes was a fist, and it kept getting closer and bigger.

Bang!

The ground of the entire troll tribe jumped, and most of the crazy trolls were awakened by this sudden loud noise, and when they subconsciously looked in the direction where the movement came, they saw a scene that made them frightened.