The village was the place where the fiercest battles between centaurs and trolls broke out, and the scars of that time still remain everywhere. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although the largest dwelling was only a shack - flattened, and the most important facility was a well built with stone walls - collapsed, and the most secret building was a cellar five meters square, which collapsed, and the whole village could be described as poor and backward, it should not be plundered, destroyed, and defiled by the trolls.

After passing through the gray spherical shell magic circle, what I saw through the window was a dilapidated scene. Branwharton was almost lying on his stomach on the window, looking out at the grass and trees with red eyes, one hind hoof kicking the ground in annoyance, making a clattering sound. "There!" he poked his finger hard at the glass, "there is absolutely no such thing in our village, I dare vouch for it with my head." ”

It was a strange instrument, a table clock the size of a beer barrel suspended in the air about a meter above the ground, and four hammers of different sizes like tuning forks hovered around it, striking rhythmically on it one after another. I couldn't hear them through the window, but it didn't matter, Zhao Mai drove directly into it, and clearly felt the vibration caused by the collision. The clock was flipped to the ground, and the tuning fork tumbled into the dirt. At the same time, the spherical shell magic array on the all-terrain scan also disappeared.

The centaurs who had entered the shadow range were still a little sluggish, gradually coming to their senses after the magic circle disappeared. They let out a cry of horror as the cold corpses of countless trolls stacked beneath their feet. The few remaining trolls came to their senses, but they were quickly surrounded and subdued.

"Get me out of the car, I'm going to meet them. Bran Wharton looked down at Zhao Mai and said.

"You have to keep in mind that these centaurs are not your villagers, or that they are not your villagers in this world, and there may be some differences. Zhao Mai's first thought was the parallel world, which was the most likely explanation: "Moreover, all this is definitely not something that trolls can do, and the black hand behind the scenes has not appeared." ”

"I know!" Branwharton nodded, "You've killed the trolls, thank you, Mike Dragonroar, you're an honest wizard." As soon as the door opened, he jumped out, waved his arms at the centaurs, and excitedly said, "Hey, how are you doing?"

Zhao Mai closed the car door and watched Bran Wharton's performance through the window to make sure he was not affected again before getting out of the car. At times like these, it is impossible to be too cautious. Ignoring the scene of people hugging each other and celebrating, Zhao Mai and the others came to the suspended table clock and tuning fork.

"It's so strong that it seems like a hot wind is blowing on me. Xiaohua lay behind Zhao Mai, only daring to show her eyes. Except for her, others didn't feel this way, Zhao Mai only felt faintly uneasy, but he couldn't say what type of uneasiness it was. The table clock and tuning fork were quiet, and when you got closer, you could see the thin, dense magic runes on them.

In the past, Chinese liked to leave words on the surface of bells and tripods when casting, taking the meaning of "sound transmission in all directions" and "ding the world". The runes on the tuning fork bell in front of him are a complex magic array, which is produced by the striking of the tuning fork. Zhao Mai picked up the bell, and the four tuning forks flew up with it, as if they were connected by invisible chains. The tuning fork emitted a faint light, and Zhao Mai could clearly feel the magic energy slowly gathering on it, like a process of energy accumulation. When the charge is complete, the tuning fork strikes the clock, triggering a magical effect.

Zhao Mai broke it with his hand, and even with all his strength, he couldn't drag the tuning fork out of the range of the table clock. So he directly installed it with a storage bracelet, and sure enough, the table clock and the four tuning forks were one, and they were all installed in one position only. Zhao Mai breathed a long sigh of relief, at least isolate this thing into a portable space, and he would no longer be confused.

"Zhao Mai, Addo has found something. Xiaohua's voice came through the distance. They stopped where the portal had appeared and looked at a long wooden box in front of them. The box is thin and narrow, can be folded in the middle, and is about a meter long when opened. Looking through the opening of the box, you can faintly see a silvery white light, rippling at the bottom of the box like mercury.

Just as Zhao Mai was observing, the light in the box began to gradually brighten, and something might be happening. Zhao Mai asked everyone to retreat away, and Addo blocked the shield in front of him and hid a string behind him. A new arched portal opened, this time glowing with a gray-green curtain of light.

"What's going to come out this time?" said Barbara, poking her head out from behind Addo, rubbing her hands together and excitedly. After a while, there was no movement, and there were constant ripples on the green light curtain, and that was it.

Three minutes later, the light curtain closed. The wooden box still lies quietly on the ground. "That's it, it's boring. Barbara pouted, and Addo pushed her head back behind his back with his hand. Zhao Mai looked at the location of the box and then at the layout of the village. "I see!"

"It's a cage for trolls. Drive the centaurs from alternate worlds through portals and feed the trolls. When the number of trolls exceeds a certain number, some of them will walk inward into the village. Three minutes is enough time for the troll to walk from the edge to the green portal!" Zhao Mai gestured, and everyone understood.

The question that remains is, "Who did it? Why did you create so many trolls? What's the other side of the door?"

"Whoever did it is going to come and see what's going on here. Zhao Mai clapped his hands and commanded: "Take action, Barbara, you go to Bran Wharton and tell him to start cleaning up the troll corpses, and burn all of them, this is the most thorough solution, Addo will take a wand to help you set fire." Dojian, take down the weapons on the car, use the car as a barrier, set up a firing position, and ensure that a few of us can evacuate at any time. Little flower, you show your entity and tell the centaurs to get ready for battle. The elderly, infirm, women and children should be evacuated as soon as possible. By the way, it is estimated that the portal may be opened in a while, and another group of people will come over. ”

Everyone got busy, and Zhao Mai, like them, began to prepare for battle. He dressed Aryan in leather armor and cast druid spells to make him more agile, stronger, and more patient. After that, he opened the elixir and smeared it on his face. These ointments, which are extracted from plant roots and fruits, exude a bitter taste, and are smeared on the face, with only one very single but miraculous effect: to accelerate the flow of the natural force to Zhao Mai's body.

Halfway through the preparation, the troll-burning fire has been lit and the portal opens again. A large crowd of men rushed out of the mercury light curtain, and fled through the ruins of the village with a frightened expression. Branwalton, who was already prepared, stopped them, told them to relax, and then exited the village in an orderly manner. Some of the young warriors stayed, and there were even the same people from different parallel worlds, staring at their "twins" with wide eyes. Although they didn't carry many weapons, many of them just picked up ropes and tied them to stones and stakes, but everyone was scrappy.

The green light curtain shone again, and after more than two minutes, a green figure walked out. It was a small goblin of less than a meter, with only two or three short hairs on its bare head, large ears poking out to the sides and then drooping down, and three golden earrings tied to each of them. A pair of large, dark eyes looked around, and he wore a brown linen robe with his arms open, and he clasped his waist with both hands and shouted, "You lazy trolls, where are you all dead?!" )