After Ogwema finished telling the truth about the troll lord Shvik, he already regretted it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, if Wren were to find the Shviks, there was some chance that they would be able to kill them. But if Wren doesn't make a move, they will have to move, and the goblins won't be happy.

What's more, the power accumulated by the heart of reincarnation for thousands of years is exhausted, which will make the goblin tribe lose its biggest hole card, and when the time comes, it will only accept its fate in the face of some strong enemies.

To the old goblin's surprise, Ren knew that the Shviks had swallowed a fifth-order demon general, and his real combat power was definitely not second-order, so he dared to take the risk of going there.

Is this guy stupid?

Another explanation for bravery in the goblin dictionary is stupidity, so Ogilvima has a smile on his face, but he despises it in his heart.

But there was more appreciation in Eulis's eyes.

The dwarf gene in Runada's body seemed to be activated, and his blood went up, and he said, "I'll go with you!"

"Get out of here!" Euris smiled and kicked her son, who was half her body taller, away.

She turned her head to Ogilvima with a smile and said, "Great Elder, take Your Excellency the Wizard to the Troll Tribe. ”

Her smile made Ogilvima's heart flutter: "No problem, Euris you are optimistic about the tribe." ”

After leaving the underground castle through the heart of reincarnation, the old goblin's face changed suddenly, and he said to Wren: "I will send you outside the troll tribe, and the rest is up to you." ”

Wren glanced at the old goblin disdainfully and asked, "If that's all there is to it, then the deal is settled." ”

"You need you to send me deep into the troll territory," he said. ”

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes: "To deal with such a fool with brute strength, you naturally have to rely on sneak attacks to outwit you." ”

Ogilvima didn't know what to expect, and hesitated for a while, "Okay, but I'll leave as soon as I send you." ”

Wren once again saw the cowardice of the goblins.

Led by Ogilvima, Wren walked through the lush jungle and saw a rolling mountain landscape.

Around the innermost part of the mountain, there are a few trees scattered around.

There are dense caves on and off the mountain.

Around the caves, there are some humble houses. Most of the houses are made of woods and grass. Wren could have predicted that a rainstorm would wipe out all the houses.

Around the perimeter of the house, there are some white bones scattered around. These bones come in a variety of shapes and come from different creatures.

A stench came and burrowed into Wren's nose, causing him to frown.

"These guys really eat everything. He thought silently.

Beneath the humble houses, some green skin is faintly revealed.

"These jungle trolls and goblins seem to be related, and they all have the same complexion. Wren glanced at Ogilvima beside him.

The old goblin glared at Wren.

Wren ignored Ogilvima, who felt insulted, and stared at a cave in the distance.

Under his notice, a green shadow crawled out of the cave, and soon revealed its full appearance, which was a troll.

The troll was three or four meters tall, with a hideous face, protruding fangs, and a large, smooth bone wand in his hand.

"An ordinary troll of the sixth order. Wren narrowed his eyes.

Under his gaze, the troll approached a dilapidated house in a rage, raised his bone club fiercely, and smashed the dilapidated house with a thud.

Crash.

Another troll crawled out from under the rubble of the broken house, grabbed a wooden stick, and roared angrily.

Soon, the two trolls were fighting each other fiercely.

Their battles are unaesthetically pleasing and irritable like schoolchildren's battles, but they make great noise.

More than ten seconds later, the sixth-order troll smashed the leg bone of another fourth-order troll. Amid the hoarse roars of the other party, it walked over to the collapsed and dilapidated house. After digging on the ground for a while, he turned out a broken leg with coagulated blood, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

Ogilvima suddenly changed color, and his eyes were murderous.

Wren glanced at the broken leg that was being eaten by the troll, compared it with the old goblin on his side, and wondered, "That's your people?"

"Humph!"

Ogilvima didn't speak, but raised his staff, trying to cast a spell.

"Wait," Wren stopped him, "do you still want to kill the Shviks?"

"What's the connection," Ogwima grimaced, "I'm going to let these filthy fools know that goblins aren't easy to bully!"

Wren looked disdainful: "That's why you say that goblins are not as good as the human race, and you don't understand war at all." ”

Ogilvima's eyes narrowed: "I think we goblins were ...... back then"

"And then?" Wren said lightly, "you haven't gotten here yet. ”

The old goblin was indignant, and made excuses to himself: "But our talent for invention is far beyond that of other races. ”

Wren glanced at him, decided to popularize some knowledge to this war novice, and said, "I don't know if you have ever heard of scaring snakes...... What are my chances of winning if you make a rash move and let the Shviks know that we are coming, and he is prepared?"

Ogilvima looked dazed.

Wren was speechless: "Okay, you take me directly into the depths of the troll's territory. ”

The old goblin's eyes widened: "No, I'll tell you that it's okay to enter, I can't go to such a dangerous place." ”

Seeing that Wren's face was not good-looking, he thought that this was for his own clan, so he said kindly: "Let's kill some trolls, the Shviks will naturally come out, and if you can't fight outside, you can still run, if you go in, there will be no way to retreat." ”

"So I want you to take me to sneak in and sneak up on the Shviks without prevention. Wren began, "This has a better chance of success." ”

"Don't say you can't do this kind of thing!"

The cowardly old goblin finally agreed to Wren's request.

The depths of the Troll's territory are located in the interior of the mountains, and can be accessed by scattered caves.

But there is no doubt that if Wren dares to enter the cave rashly, he will definitely be discovered by the trolls.

Goblins are experts at burrowing, and a second-order goblin priest is more than capable of sending him into it silently.

Ogilmar grasped the cane, and a wave of energy like water emanated from his body, condensing to the tip of the cane, making the dirt on the ground soften, and in an instant it formed a swirling vortex.

"Be careful, I can only send you in once with this ability, and it's up to you to come back. The old goblin said solemnly.

Wren pursed his lips slightly, and immediately stepped into the whirlpool.

He could feel the dirt passing around him, and he could feel the rhizomes of some plants and trees, as well as various ores.

It was like he had become a native grandson, and the novelty made him a little intoxicated.

"The goblin clan is really not to be underestimated. Wren walked through the tunnels for a short time, and it wasn't long before he felt his head hit something hard.

Click.

It was as if he had hit something, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

Touching his forehead and opening his eyes, he saw a troll with blood stains on its fangs slowly turning its head.