Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Realm of Death

Rotting broken branches and leaves, bloodstained mud, messy monster footprints, and towering ancient trees that have fallen to the ground make up the scene of decay and desolation in the Troll Mountain Range at this moment.

After Murg descended into the middle of the jungle of the Troll Mountains, the silence of the jungle exuded an eerie and dangerous aura that forced Murg to slow down.

In the ancient and dangerous deep forest, Merge walked slowly. The eerie silence around it pressed against every nerve in Merger. Merge was fully open-minded and attentive to his surroundings.

Merge knew that there could only be two reasons why the Troll Mountains would become so silent at this moment.

First, the attack launched by the beast tide this time was led by two abyss trolls, and the army of demonic beasts in the Blue Ear City area of the Troll Mountain Range was dispatched, so there was no beast in the mountain range. Second, it was that Merge was gradually approaching the abyssal troll who ambushed Ning Meng and the others, because in the area where the abyss troll was located, without the order of the abyss troll, the demonic beast would not dare to enter casually.

At this moment, the reason for the strange silence in the Troll Mountain Range was unknown. But caution is the essence of survival, this is the experience of Merger's seventeen years of survival in Blue Ear City, and it is also one of the dogmas in that mysterious notebook.

Walking in the shadows of the jungle, dimly lit under the dense woods, Merge's figure was perfectly hidden in the shadows. Under Merger's careful control, there was no sound of broken branches and fallen leaves under his feet.

Suddenly, a cautious Merge stopped in front of a shattered corpse, his heavy sword gently picking through the dirt covering the corpse, revealing a tattered part of his battle armor. The black armor was covered with claw marks. And this broken corpse is none other than a warrior in Blue Ear City.

Merge's eyes narrowed slightly, this was not the first time he had seen the corpse of a warrior. After entering the Troll Mountain Range, the corpses of the warriors of Blue Ear City appeared in front of Merge's eyes one after another. Merge knew that the owners of these corpses were soldiers who had been lured into the trap by the ghost-faced thunderfrog and died.

Merge, whose face was covered in dirt and grass juice, clenched his heavy sword tightly in his hand. The silence and oppressive air around him made Merge's body beads of sweat.

Whenever Merge found a corpse, he would carefully examine the soldier's armor and clothing to confirm the identity of the corpse. So far, none of the battle armor on the corpses found by Merge is the battle armor worn by Ning Meng and the others. This also means that Ning Meng and the three have not yet encountered misfortune, or that Ning Meng and the three are on their way to the abyss troll death trap.

The bodies of Ning Meng and the three were not found, and this kind of reluctant comfort brought more uneasiness to Merge.

Suddenly, a low, hoarse roar came from the depths of the jungle.

Merge's body shook violently, and he secretly said badly, followed by a faint explosion, which continued to come out of the dense deep forest.

The abrupt faint sound resounded in my ears like thunder. Merge had to quicken his pace, suppress the anxiety in his heart, and cautiously accelerate in the direction of the sound source.

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In the depths of the jungle of the Troll Mountain Range, Ning Meng and the three of them, who were chasing the ghost-faced thunder frog, were all looking at the scene in front of them with their whole bodies stiff at this moment.

Not far in front of Ning Meng and the others, the huge body of the nine-star ghost-faced thunder frog was prostrate at the feet of a tall figure. And this tall figure wrapped in a dark aura, Ning Meng and the three of them are no strangers, it is the abyss troll.

The ghost-faced thunderfrog crawled at Thrall's feet, and the huge beast's body trembled under the cold aura emanating from Thrall's body. The ghost-faced thunderfrog looked at Thrall with a fearful look in his eyes, and opened his mouth to let out a soft roar, and a trembling voice signaled that it had completed Thrall's orders, leading the Terran warrior to Thrall's face.

The ghost-faced thunderfrog, with a pair of bloody eyes the size of a copper bell, was looking at Thrall who was shrouded in black mist with begging eyes, and let out a slight wail. In the eyes of the ghost-faced thunderfrog, Sal's tall figure and the dark aura emanating from his body were so cold and terrifying, and the ghost-faced thunderfrog, who was naturally timid and afraid of death, was frightened by the oppressive atmosphere around him and Sal's huge breath at the moment, and let out a faint wail.

It didn't dare to howl loudly, let alone run away, because the ghost-faced thunderfrog knew that such an action would make the terrifying abyss troll in front of it feel very displeased. If Thrall is not happy, then no matter how fast the Ghost-faced Thunderfrog escapes, he will not be able to escape death.

Moreover, the Abyss Trolls were born to be the rulers of the Warcraft clan, and the fear and obedience of the Warcraft to the Abyssal Trolls is an innate instinct.

The moment Ning Meng and the three of them appeared as the abyss trolls appeared, they stopped their pursuit. At this moment, of course, Ning Meng and the three of them had realized that the appearance of the ghost-faced thunderfrog was a trap arranged by the abyss troll, and the three of them had also fallen into the abyss troll's conspiracy and were in a death trap.

When Ning Ming and Ning Ling saw the Abyss Troll appear, they immediately stood on the left and right sides in front of Ning Meng, protecting Ning Meng behind the two. Even though Ning Ming and the others were nine-star fighters, when they saw the abyss trolls of the legendary realm, their bodies still couldn't control themselves and began to tremble slightly.

After all, there is a world of difference between a legendary powerhouse and a nine-star fighter.

Ning Meng felt her fingers a little stiff, and the cold sweat in her palms and the breeze between the trees made her feel cold like never before. Ning Meng moved her stiff fingers vigorously, but the fingers that held the hilt of the sword tightly only trembled slightly. Ning Meng wanted to step back, but found that it was not only her fingers that were stiff, but that her whole body was already stiff and uncontrollable.

It was already too late to realize what a stupid decision she had made herself. It wasn't the first time Ning Meng had seen an Abyss Troll, but it was unprecedented to be so close to an Abyss Troll.

Of course, it was not the first time that Ning Ming and Ning Ling had confronted the abyssal trolls of the legendary realm, but at this moment, being in the troll mountain range, without support, and with the important Miss Ning family behind them, Ning Ming and the others felt unprecedented pressure. You must know that the Troll Mountain Range is a paradise for demonic beasts, a killing paradise without order, and there is no support from Blue Ear City here, and there is no way out.

Escaping will only allow Ning Meng and the three of them to walk into the arms of death faster.

Ning Ming, who was the strongest of the three, did not perceive the breath of the abyss troll until the last second when the abyssal troll appeared, otherwise Ning Ming would not have allowed the three of them to walk into the trap of the abyss troll in such a daze. And the Abyss Troll, who had always been arrogant and ferocious, restrained his aura so flawlessly, just to ambush the three of them, which really shocked Ning Ming.

This abyss troll obviously wanted to catch the three of them, or rather, he wanted to catch Ning Meng, so he would restrain his aura and ambush Ning Meng and the three of them.

It seems that what Tai Hu said before that Ning Meng broke through the plan of the abyss trolls to gather demonic beasts is true. Abyssal trolls, such dark and ferocious creatures, are the most unbearable of all.

Of course, Ning Meng was also aware of this, and it seemed that the abyssal troll in front of her was the abyssal troll she had inadvertently discovered gathering demonic beasts before the beast tide was launched.

Sal, who was wrapped in a dark aura, smiled at the three people in front of him who were panicking. Sal carefully watched the fear, panic, despair, worry and even faint fighting spirit intertwined in the eyes of the three people, in Sal's opinion, the complicated eyes of the three people at this moment are a wonderful picture, a true portrayal of the depths of the hearts of the three people at this moment.

Thrall let out a hoarse sneer, feeling the fear of the weak, which was one of his favorite pleasures.

Lifting his foot and stepping on the back of the ghost-faced thunderfrog, Sal felt the trembling under his feet, admiring the fear and despair of the three people in front of him, as well as the hatred burning in his heart, which made Sal feel an incomparable sense of pleasure and satisfaction at the moment.

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