"Lago, you run again, and when it's nightfall, bring everyone else over." A cold light flashed in Qin Lun's eyes, "We won't take a detour from the bottom of the mountain, after killing these three troll sentinels, we will go directly over the mountain." ”

"Ferral, this won't work, this isn't necessarily the only observation post set up by the trolls on both sides of the town, there are many low mountains in this area." Mastasha said with a frown.

"I know, so we'll need to find out how many troll sentry there are around here before nightfall." Qin Lun said with a light smile.

"Are you going to kill them all the way?" Astasia was surprised and said, "If there's a problem with one outpost, we're all done, so why don't we go a little farther away!" ”

"You can't get around, this troll town is so big, in order to feed such a large population, their hunting range can be imagined." Qin Lun stretched out his hand and pointed to the bottom of the mountain, "The woods are full of troll hunting teams, once a certain hunting team finds out, we will take the initiative to run into their encirclement.

On the other hand, in the low hills near the town, since there are troll sentinels, the large beasts here should have been cleared, let alone their hunting area. As long as we take out the sentries at the top of the mountain, we won't be detected by other trolls, which is already the least risky approach. ”

"It's boring!" Mastasha muttered, but no longer insisted on her opinion.

As an outstanding adventurer, the Highland Elf certainly knew what Qin Lun said. It's just that when things come to an end, everyone has a bit of luck, but there are not many people like Qin Lun who are so calm and cruel.

"I'm going to explore a few other nearby peaks!" Mastasha whispered.

"No, let Elistin and my hunting buddies go, they're less likely to be exposed." Qin Lun grabbed Mastaxia and raised his chin towards Elistine.

Elistin nodded, rolled to the ground, and transformed into a petite black bobcat, its purple jewel-like cat's eyes blinked humanely and turned its head into the bushes. Subsequently, the Shadow Wind Leopard, which had been summoned by Qin Lun, also ran down the mountain from another direction.

"Can Largo bring them here?" Mastasha was slightly worried.

"It doesn't matter, Ciel has a telepathic ability, and I will pass on the observed mirror image to him, and should be able to avoid the troll lookout post at the top of the mountain." The yin and yang fish pattern in Qin Lun's eyes flickered slightly, and the black and white sketch mirror image was fed back to the team channel for Ciel and Rand to be used as reference.

As the sun sets, the night slowly envelops the peaks. During this time, the troll lookout post at the top of the hill underwent a change of guard, but no two elves lurked under their noses.

By the time it was completely dark, Illistin and the Shadow Wind Leopard had returned. They're lucky enough to spot another nearby troll outpost.

The outpost was much more secluded than the peak lookout here, in a secluded halfway up the mountain, with huge rocks up and down. If it weren't for the change of guard in the middle, Ilistin probably wouldn't have found out.

"Ciel, are you ready?" Largo didn't bring the rest of the group with him to join him, and the Bloodpier Trio, Ciel, and the others went straight to the sentry. Together, they're going to clear both troll outposts at the same time, and then take advantage of the darkness to get around the troll town.

"There's no problem on our side, don't you really need help on your side? Why don't you let Largo run again! Hill asked cautiously.

There are three trolls in both troll posts, and there are a total of six combat power on Ciel's side, including a dragon mage. And there are only three people on Qin Lun's side, and his strength is a little weaker.

"It's okay, the terrain of your sentry is too dangerous, and a little more people can prevent accidents." Qin Lun shook his head and refused, giving the two elf beauties beside him a look.

"Remember what I told you, don't let the trolls free their hands to light the wolf smoke, or it's over." Mastasha sternly instructed the two companions.

Qin Lun and Elistin nodded, and the three of them lightly touched towards the peak. Soon, three pairs of cold eyes appeared on the edge of the flat hilltop platform.

Perhaps the normal peaceful days have passed for too long, and the three trolls who are the lookout posts are not vigilant at all. Two of them were sitting around the campfire, dozing off with their heads down, and their snoring could even be heard clearly by Qin Lun and the three of them, who were more than ten meters away.

The last troll did his duty, leaning against a half-man-high boulder looking down the mountain. However, it seems to be looking in the direction of the troll town, and does not pay attention to the sparse woodland below the mountain.

This troll town covers a huge area, with a meandering river running through the middle, and high lookout posts on the left and right sides of the town are not actually meant to defend against foreign enemies, but to guard against the monsters of the mountains.

Trolls are the de facto rulers of the Troll's Claws, and the monsters in the mountains will not normally attack towns, but will sometimes raid the enclosures on the outskirts of towns. If there are some severe natural disasters that the Troll Claw hordes are not guaranteed to survive the cold winter, then a tide of beasts will break out to attack the troll town.

A few monsters sneaked into the pens to steal food, and they were not worthy of the warning from the lookout post on the top of the mountain. For the most part, these sentry posts are decorations, and it's no wonder that the trolls on duty are bored to the point of drowsiness.

Qin Lun angrily pouted at the two elven beauties, motioning for the two trolls by the bonfire to return to them, while he himself quietly circled around and touched the still awake troll.

Looking at the troll not far away who was smirking with his mouth wide open, as if immersed in some kind of conjecture, a cold light flashed in Qin Lun's eyes.

In a legend on the continent of Faerun, trolls and mountain giants are related by blood. Qin Lun couldn't be sure if this legend was true, but judging from the troll's strong physical defense, it didn't seem impossible.

Trolls have an excellent affinity for earth elements, and some gifted trolls will awaken the "power of the earth" when they reach adulthood, and they have an innate talent for throwing boulders.

Trolls' skins are resistant to both physical and magical blows, and even with legendary weapons like the Frost of the Wind, it is difficult to cut off their limbs at once, unless they are pure swordsmen or swordsmen with extremely high swordsmanship skills.

And although Qin Lun also mastered the one-handed cold weapon mastery, he obviously couldn't do this. Therefore, he must find a physical weakness that can wreak havoc on the troll.

The neck and heart, which are vital to ordinary people's bodies, may not work on trolls. There are very few real vital points of trolls, such as eyes, ears, mouth, and anus, only these places that can directly damage the troll's organs are considered fatal.

Of course, it's not easy to attack these parts accurately, and trolls are not wooden people, on the contrary, they have quite cunning minds.

Qin Lun crawled on his body and crawled towards the troll from the side. He had been sprayed with a potion that Mastassia had given him, and it smelled a bit of grass to avoid being detected by the trolls with a keen sense of smell.

"Almost!" Qin Lun felt that he was very lucky, and until he approached the five meters of the troll, it was still unaware. Apparently, the perception of ordinary trolls is as weak as Masasia suggests, which is one of the few weaknesses of this creature.

Qin Lun didn't make a sound, his limbs were stretched hard, he jumped up from the ground, flipped 180 degrees, faced the night sky on his back, his arms spread out in mid-air, and his back swept over the troll over its head.

Just as his back swept over the troll's head, Qin Lun's waist twisted with force, his outstretched arms crossed a graceful arc, and the evil dagger in his right hand flashed a black light, stabbing at the troll's ear.

Qin Lun only felt that the evil dagger seemed to have pierced into an extremely tough cowhide, and it was only less than two inches deep before he was weak.

"Poof!" A hot and fishy liquid splashed all over his face, but Qin Lun's heart was still cold. Out of the corner of his eye, he actually saw the troll with the pinna pierced turn his head, and his fierce eyes still had a hint of confusion.

Isn't such trauma fatal enough? Qin Lun was greatly surprised, even though the dagger had only pierced two inches, this depth had obviously hurt the troll's brain, and it could actually react.

The next moment, the troll, whose brain had been battered, finally felt the unparalleled pain, its eyes were a little distracted, its ugly face began to distort, and countless bloodshots erupted from its murderous eyes.

Although the mind in the mind is thrown into chaos, the strong life force prompts it to react instinctively.

"Huh~~" The troll's mouth opened wide, and the heavy sound wave knocked deep into Qin Lun's mind like a drumstick. The roar wasn't loud, but the shockwave it contained was powerful, a troll's warcry talent.

"Not good!" Qin Lun only felt a dizziness in his brain, and slapped the handle of the evil dagger with his left hand like a conditioned reflex, knocking the blade of the dagger into the troll's mind like a hammer, and at the same time, his right hand stirred the dagger in his hand, and turned it around with great difficulty, turning the troll's brain into a mess.

Following this force, his waist and abdomen twisted, and his legs wrapped around the troll's thick neck like the roots of an old tree, and clamped its throat desperately, causing the battle cry to come to an abrupt end, only half a sound.

"Bang!" The troll's legs weakened and he fell to the ground, and his tenacious vitality kept the beast from killing immediately. Losing the command of its brain, its limbs instinctively swung around, smashing the rocky ground into a splash of rubble, but it could no longer hurt the enemy on its back.

Qin Lun exhaled a breath of turbidity, and finally had time to look up and inspect the battle situation on the other side. After battling the trolls himself, he subconsciously realized that things might not be as easy as he thought.

At this glance, he found that the sneak attack of the two elven beauties on the two sleepy trolls was indeed on a business trip. Interestingly, it wasn't Elistin who made the mistake, but the more experienced Mastasya.