As the night darkened, the noisy troll village fell silent.

As the trolls returned to their humble stilt huts to rest, three pairs of eyes lit up in the bushes of the fence on the outskirts of the village. One of the pairs of eyes with a strange yin-yang fish pattern and a silver-white dial clearly belonged to Qin Lun, while the owners of the other two pairs of eyes were Masasia and Largo the Thief.

The three of them worked together in reconnaissance, Qin Lun's eyes were comparable to that of an eagle, Mastasia was experienced in adventure, and Largo the thief was in charge of eliminating the guard traps near the troll village.

Perhaps because the trolls have enjoyed a peaceful life in the Troll's Claw Mountains for too long, they are extremely wary. Except for a tall fence wall and two guard towers at the entrance of the village, there are few other defenses in the village.

As time passed, the troll sentries on the two watchtowers soon snored loudly and fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, after Qin Lun and his party walked out of the eight-eyed spider's cave nest, they seemed to have washed away their bad luck, and they didn't encounter any trouble along the way. Although it had been nearly a month since the Elistins had been captives of the trolls, the trolls had not cleaned up the valley for any traces of battle, allowing Mastasia to follow the clues to the troll village.

"Before I save people, I repeat. Trolls may be the least vigilant of all of them compared to other large-sized intelligent races, but they are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood, almost no less than sharks, so even if they encounter an accident after entering the village, try not to see blood. ”

Mastasha lowered her voice and said, "On this cool night, the trolls sleep very deeply, and even if they shout loudly, they have only a limited number of people to alarm. But if there is blood, then the trolls of the whole village will be awakened. ”

"What then? Stun them? Lago looked constipated and muttered, "This job should be done by the regimental commander, don't you know that my brother is a thief?" ”

"Rick's speed is too slow, after saving people, we have to escape as much as possible, it is better for him to wait in front with the others first." Qin Lun smiled and waved his hand.

In fact, they have a bigger problem to solve than saving people, that is, how to escape from the claws of trolls after saving people. As Mastacia had said earlier, there were only two entrances to the Troll's Claw, one to the north of the Dead and the other to the Meandering River.

The meandering river entered the entrance of the troll's claw, and there were three waterfalls with great drops, which could enter and exit here, and Qin Lun and the others had no choice. As for the entrance to the Land of the Dead, you can get out, but you have to swim through the lake where the Ghostface Squid is located again.

This is not the same as in the past, when they passed by the lake, the ghost-faced squid only thought they were prey, but now it is different. The sea giant beast suffered a big loss at their hands, if they saw this group of enemies again, they would definitely be hunted down to death, and the ninth-order fire magic-meteor fall, Qin Lun and the others were the only one.

This kind of lifeless thing, everyone will naturally not do it again. However, an entrance is not exactly the same as an exit. In fact, Troll Claw has another exit to the outside world, which is also a meandering river.

After flowing into the Troll's Claw, the meandering river will turn at a right angle of nearly ninety degrees when it reaches the center of the mountain range, and then reroute north, flowing out of the Troll's Claw again.

Of course, there is also a waterfall at the exit of the troll's claw from the meandering river, but compared to the entrance to the west, the drop of this waterfall is less than half, only about fifty or sixty meters.

The drop of fifty or sixty meters of waterfall is a moat for ordinary people. Falling from the top of a waterfall to the surface of the water is not much different from falling on a solid rock.

Qin Lun and the others may not necessarily die after attaching the levitation technique. However, Sifer in the team is definitely dead, and there is no chance of survival.

Fortunately, Qin Lun and the others have a trump card that they haven't yet reached, that is, the elf druid with the form of a giant eagle - Elistine.

Therefore, saving Illistin now will give everyone at least half of the chance to get out of the clutches of the trolls. If the elven druids hadn't been saved, they might have to be buried here.

Qin Lun and the others took advantage of the night to climb over the tall wooden stake fence wall, and the two guard towers set up at the entrance of the troll village basically did not play their due role

"It stinks!" As soon as they entered the troll village, a strong foul smell hit the trio's sense of smell first, almost making them sick.

Trolls don't have good hygiene practices, and the village doesn't have dedicated personnel to clean up the excrement and food scraps left over from daily life. Most of their food is meat, and the rancid smell combined with the stench of excrement is indescribable, perhaps this is the biggest challenge for everyone to rescue their comrades tonight!

Of course, this is not to say that the trolls themselves can endure the increasing amount of garbage and excrement in their villages for long periods of time, and as a race with humanoid intelligence, they sometimes have to clean up this filth for the health of the young and the elderly.

However, most of the trolls are lazy, and the way they improve their living environment is simply maddening to humans and elves alike.

The clean-up of the troll village is not actually done by the trolls themselves, it is more about letting it run as it is. Whenever the amount of garbage and filth in the village is unbearable, the trolls begin to move.

Of course, this does not mean that the village is moved to a distant location, but that the principle of relocation is followed. The mountains where the trolls are located rarely have large flat clearings, and due to their large size, it is natural that they will not always be able to find a suitable place to live.

What's more, moving an entire village once is just as much of a task, and lazy trolls won't like it. So they took what they thought was a clever approach.

When the trolls need to change places, they move useful things from the village to the other side of the fence wall, and then surround the other three sides to become another village.

As a result, the structure of the troll village tends to be "Tianzi", and whenever one of the "Tianzi" squares can no longer be used, they will change to another one. There aren't many things they need to relocate, mainly the stilt houses they live in, and some stored monster furs.

The trolls made the stilt house that way in part to prevent poisonous insects and to make it easier to relocate. The last thing a troll lacks is strength, and four or five trolls can carry the stilt house on their shoulders to change places, and it's not far away anyway, isn't it!

In addition to garbage and filth, troll villages can't be brought to their new homes, and the other thing they can't move away is a semi-permanent grill. However, it doesn't matter if it's still useful when they move back later.

Old Troll VillageAfter the trolls moved next door, the troll shaman would pour some kind of yeast-like viscous liquid all over the village. It's a thing that attracts all sorts of scavengers and cleans up all the garbage for free for the troll tribe.

In fact, when the garbage is cleared, the land is quickly overgrown with a variety of shrubs, and the land is simply too fertile.

When the trolls relocate again, they use a few rudimentary tools to plow the bushes here. On the one hand, it is necessary to clear the shrubs and weeds, and on the other hand, it can also obtain some additional harvests, such as ripe shrub roots and fruits.

This is also a way for trolls to improve their diet, they are omnivores whose staple food is meat, but they are not averse to eating a vegetarian diet once in a while. Especially at a large dinner, a small amount of plant fruits for flavoring is also essential.

"Elistin, look, it looks like an outsider has infiltrated the troll camp." A slight greeting suddenly came from the darkness, and Idria was the first to spot Largo, who had crept in.

"What?" Illistine, who was pranayama with his eyes closed, opened his eyes in surprise, and looked down at the cage with a silver glow.

"It's Filar, Filar has come to save us!" At first glance, the elf druid was shocked, his eyes widened in disbelief, and a layer of tears slowly appeared in his eyes, "I knew it, I knew that he wouldn't leave me ......alone."

"Filar?" Hearing Elistin's slightly choked voice, Lauveta's female knight was slightly stunned and said disdainfully, "Cut, that guy has been hiding for so long for no reason, is it only now that he came out to pretend to be a prince...... Hey, it seems like it's really him? ”

In the bright moonlight, even though Idria did not have the night vision of the elf, she could still see the eye-catching silver hair of the moonlight elf. Perhaps sensing the gaze of the two beauties above his head, Qin Lun raised his head and grinned silently, a mouthful of white and flawless teeth shining in the moonlight.

With the faint chirping of insects, Largo scrawled up the flagpole where the troll hung a row of bamboo cages. It's a flagpole, but it's actually more like a big tree for a human-sized thief, with roots on it that the trolls haven't cleaned up, making it easy to climb.

And the simple binding rope at the mouth of the bamboo cage is even more difficult to defeat the nimble thief. In fact, this measure to restrict the prisoner's escape did not do anything at all, and after resting in the troll camp for so long, both Illistin and Idria were able to escape.

It was not so much the bamboo cage that trapped them, but the weakness that had not healed from the heavy wounds that prevented them from escaping. At the same time, it is easy to escape from the troll camp, but with their bodies, it is difficult to escape from the claws of the trolls.

What's more, there is also an ordinary old man Mason among them. Elistin and Idria had planned to leave, but they didn't want to escape, they just didn't want to be eaten by the trolls.

The trolls make their cages so rudimentary, partly because they are lazy by nature, and partly because of the special geography of the trolls' claws. They use the captive's escape as a fitness exercise to aid digestion.