Wren smashed headlong into the hard stone wall and fell into the rudimentary stone chamber. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just as he was about to turn around and complain about Ogilvima, he noticed a troll eating in the stone chamber.

The troll was startled by the sudden turn of events, and he looked back in amazement, glaring at Wren.

Ogilvima peeked out from the stone wall behind Wren and shouted, "I'll go first while the mudflow passage hasn't disappeared." ”

Whoa!

The crumbling stone fell to the ground, and the hole slowly healed.

Wren looked away from the corpse in front of the troll, murderous intent in his eyes.

The one who was being used as food by the troll was a dark elf girl.

The reacting troll was about to roar, but saw a flash of fire flicker, enveloping its body in an instant.

Horror was fixed on his face, and this ninth-order troll was instantly killed by Wren!

The flames spread, burning the corpse of the messy elven girl on the ground into ashes at the same time.

Wren used his mental power to dispel the flying ash floating in the air, and his gaze wandered around.

This was supposed to be the troll's quarters—as evidenced by the grass and wood mats scattered on the floor and the green hairs on them.

The entire stone room is more than ten square meters, except for the cushion that can accommodate the troll more than three meters long, it is a stool made of animal bones, and there is nothing.

It's a terrible dilapidated place.

What made Wren most unbearable was that two of the four corners of the stone chamber were piled up with bones with dried blood, and the other two emitted a foul smell, which was clearly the excrement of trolls.

"No wonder it's called an uncivilized monster, troll ......" Wren pinched his nose and looked at the only exit.

The movement seemed to have caught the attention of the outside, and Wren felt several footsteps approaching.

He exhaled softly, chanting a spell, and an invisible eye poked out against the wall.

Eyes of the Void!

Through this witchcraft eye, Wren saw the outer frontier.

This is a very humble underground basilica.

Compared to the underground castle of the goblins, it is like a cave and a modern mansion of the ancients.

The main hall is thousands of square meters, and in the center is a three-story round platform with a gorgeous throne on it.

The throne is made of gold and stone, engraved with mysterious runes. The runes flowed naturally, exuding a radiant brilliance.

This is at odds with the ruined halls around it, like aristocrats in rich robes entering a filthy ghetto.

Other than that, all that remains of the hall is the dense caves around it. Wren could sense the fluctuations in the cavern's airflow, and a third of the cavern led to the outside.

At the same time, he discovered that there were three large caverns, guarded by armed trolls. It is home to a variety of creatures, mainly demons and monsters, but also a few goblins and elves.

Wren's expression narrowed slightly, and he looked at the three figures walking towards him through the Void Eye.

It was three ninth-order trolls, two clutching bone sticks, and the other stuffing the internal organs of unknown creatures into their mouths, eating them tastefully, but their mouths were full of blood.

They talk in strange language as they go.

This is a language that Wren has never been exposed to and cannot understand. But based on their tone and movements, it was clear that they were curious about their own side.

Wren was thinking about whether to kill the three guys when suddenly a walking troll reached out and grabbed the food from the other troll's hand and ate it himself.

The eating troll was immediately unhappy and let out an angry roar.

Fighting inevitably took place.

Wren was dumbfounded, and saw the third troll also blend in, and the fight was inextricable.

He was speechless.

It's just this kind of temperament that fights if you don't agree with each other...... What a fucking psychopath.

After waiting for a long time, the three trolls didn't tell the winner, and the other trolls were used to it, so they didn't get out of the cave to watch.

Instead, the other creatures in custody let out screams for help and mercy, making Wren feel as if he had entered a cannibal tribe.

That's right, another nickname for trolls is ogres.

Knowing that the three guys had given up probing here, Wren withdrew his mental power, and the witchcraft naturally collapsed.

He leaned against the wall, frowning in thought.

How to kill the Shviks, this is a question.

According to Wren's concept, a sneak attack is the best way to deal with this kind of troll who is not very strong, but has a lot of power to digest in his body.

He believed that if he shot like a thunderbolt, there was at least a sixty percent chance of killing him.

After all, the potential of the Shviks is reflected in endurance.

If he is prepared enough, the probability of success should be higher. But the problem is that the Shviks are also getting stronger at a faster pace, so Wren does not dare to delay.

"Gotta find the cave it's in!" Wren's eyes flickered, "It's best to sneak up while it's sleeping." ”

The troll's IQ made Wren feel that it shouldn't be difficult to do this.

He reached out his right hand, and a black mist emerged, forming an illusory figure.

It wasn't any of the witchcraft he had cast before, but a new pseudo-bloodcrystal witchcraft.

After reaching the third order, Wren did not find the materials to immediately transform the third-level pseudo-blood crystal witchcraft, so he retreated to the next best thing, using a secret method obtained from the city lord of the city of Dusk to fuse the previous pseudo-blood crystal witchcraft to obtain a new witchcraft.

This is a third-level pseudo-blood crystal witchcraft obtained by fusing the first-level pseudo-blood crystal witchcraft devil cat and the second-level pseudo-blood crystal witchcraft ghost.

Wren named it Shadow of Darkness.

Perhaps, it could be called a new species, after all, pseudo-bloodcrystal sorcery was transformed from other living beings.

The Shadow of Darkness can transform into any form, has a strong sense of perception, and emits very few fluctuations.

Despite its weak attack and defense, this trait allows it to act as a scout.

With the power of Wren's mind, a dark shadow flew out of the crack in the door and slid along the stone wall.

It was like a stream of water sticking to the wall, silent.

It didn't take long for the dark shadow to solidify, slowly condensing into a palm-sized figure, silently entering a stone cave.

This cave is significantly different from the others, not only is it larger, but the ground is covered with a carpet made of animal skins.

It's just that the blood on the animal skin has not been washed off, and it looks bloody and wild.

As the Dark Shadow entered the cavern, it fluttered around the pillars that stood within it, advancing further inward.

A powerful momentum came out that became clearer and clearer, making the Dark Shadow's actions more and more cautious.

Wren poured his consciousness into it, and was able to access all the sensations of the Dark Shadow.

When he noticed the rudimentary frescoes and glowing gems on the walls, he felt grotesque.

"The owner doesn't seem to be as stupid as the other trolls. ”