After searching the bottom dozen floors of the city, there is the middle area further up. The warriors, hunters, and minor chieftains of the Troll Empire live in this city. From this level, in addition to the stone houses for the trolls, there are also more squares and shrines. The roads are also much wider and are made of stones. At the edge of the city is a stone canal that diverts water. By now, the canals in the city have long since dried up.

Richard walked into a temple, which was not very large, but it was exceptionally high. The central altar was supposed to be a statue of Zuka, but now it has become a pile of rubble, and from the traces, it looks like something was deliberately smashed. The walls on both sides of the temple are carved with the teachings of Zuka, as well as some motifs of battle. Due to age, the pigment in the pattern has long since peeled off, but the contents can still be seen.

While quicksand was busy rubbing the text teachings, Richard was looking at the murals.

One mural depicts a large winged serpent perched on an altar, being sacrificed by countless trolls below. The Feathered Serpent in this painting is the Holy Spirit Zuka of the Troll Empire. In another mural, the Quetzalcoatl Zuka is battled with a giant bear no smaller than him, and a spider of great size. Underneath them, trolls who were clearly divided into three camps scuffled together. Richard was highly accomplished in painting, and he could see that although the brushwork of each mural was extremely primitive, the proportions were very precise. Compared to the three-headed Holy Spirit, the Troll Warriors are not much bigger than the ants.

However, Richard knew that an adult troll was generally about two and a half meters tall, and a strong warrior could even exceed three meters. According to the proportions on the frescoes, the Holy Spirits will even be 100 meters high!

Just as Richard was studying the mural, he suddenly had another warning sign in his heart, and he suddenly turned his head! In an instant, Richard saw a troll quietly turn out from behind the altar and silently pounce on the quicksand!

It was an extremely strong troll, more than two and a half meters tall, with a blood-red mane on the top of its head and two long fangs sticking out of its mouth. It has agility that is completely out of match for its huge size, and it pounces so quickly that even Richard can't come to the rescue!

The troll's hand gripped the back of quicksand's neck. However, when its four-fingered palm touched the quicksand's skin, the dripping necklace in the quicksand neck suddenly burst into an incomparably strong glow, leaving the troll's vision blank for a moment, and he couldn't see anything at all. The troll screamed and covered his eyes. Quicksand bounced off the ground, lifted his foot and stepped on one of the troll's toes, and then the book of time in his hand slammed into the troll's waist. The troll, whose eyes were injured and subconsciously leaned back, was suddenly deflected by the quicksand, and involuntarily retreated backwards. But its toes were firmly trampled by the quicksand, and a crisp bone cracking sound suddenly came from the pull.

The troll howled in pain, and his back slammed into the temple walls, causing the entire temple to tremble. It rubbed its eyes vigorously, and finally regained its sight, and then stared at the bloodshot eyes, staring at the quicksand brutally, and let out a low growl from its mouth. The temple suddenly shook, and Tiramisu ran like a giant elephant and crashed headfirst into the troll!

The ogre was born with greater strength than the troll, and it was level thirteen against level ten, so the troll was directly knocked into the air, smashed on the wall behind the temple, and then fell to the ground. It struggled to get up, but Tiramisu lunged up again, stomping heavily on the troll's waist, and after a cracking sound, the troll could no longer stand. But it was still roaring, bracing itself with its hands, wanting to attack. The strong vitality of the trolls can be seen from this.

Richard cast a detection spell on the troll, looked closely at his bloodshot eyes, and finally shook his head, saying, "He has no intelligence to ask anything." Kill it!"

Tiramisu crouched down and slammed a punch into the back of the troll's head. The ogre's terrifying power directly destroyed the troll's skull.

Richard was not surprised by Tiramisu's unexpectedly brutal expression. Ogres and trolls are actually of similar blood, and are said to be descendants of the same ancient species, except that one has inherited great power and the other has inherited extremely strong vitality. But the similar bloodlines did not allow them to support each other, but became the source of feud. Both races believe in their bones that as long as they devour each other, they will be able to obtain each other's abilities. So once a troll and an ogre meet, it's often a war to the death. In the land of trolls, ogres must be completely exterminated, and vice versa.

Tiramisu, who is about to give birth to a second head, is definitely synonymous with nobility and wisdom among ogres. Of course, he didn't think that eating a troll would really give him the other party's power, but the natural hatred in the race's instinct was irrepressible.

Quicksand chanted a spell, and a stream of fiery divine power unleashed between his hands, pouring down on the troll's corpse. Immediately, a few bits of light green light floated near the troll's head, shone a few times, and then dispersed in the air. Seeing a few points of green, Quicksand immediately said to Richard, "This troll has traces of divine power reactions. It seems that you are right, we can most of us find something here that can be used as a sacrifice. ”

Richard looked at the trolls, then at the murals on the walls, and muttered, "But we still have to be careful, we can't figure out what Zuka is still alive." ”

Quicksand patted the Book of Time in his hand and said, "Most of the Holy Spirits who receive sacrifices like this are just souls now. Otherwise, the Troll City would not have perished. I have a way to deal with this kind of soul-like spirit. Your unicorn will also be useful. ”

As the two of them were talking, there was a sudden sound of fierce fighting outside. Richard immediately rushed out of the temple, just in time to see the battle priest not far away, wrapped in divine power and brilliance, a light back fall threw a huge troll to the ground, and then waved the scepter in his hand, shattering the troll's skull in one fell swoop.

Seeing Richard, Io waved his hand at him and laughed loudly: "Isn't it easy for a fourteenth-level combat priest to kill a troll who is only level ten?"

Adult trolls are indeed around level ten, but their innate strength and strong vitality will give even level twelve warriors a headache. A battle priest, even a great priest, would not be able to take out an opponent in melee combat as easily as Io. Richard also keenly captured a key word, the fourteenth grade. It seems that although Io advanced a little later than he claimed, it was not much later. In just a few months since the appearance of I-O, he has jumped two levels in a row, much to Richard's surprise. Could it be that this guy really has the special favor of the dragon of eternity and time?

Richard's gaze was a little gloomy, but the blood veins in his body began to burn slowly. If necessary, he is not afraid to fight Yi and Russia again, whether he is level fourteen or sixteen.

In front of Richard, Io strode over to a horse with luggage and opened the sealed box on the horse's back. It was Io's box, and Richard had never seen him open it. From the demon sealing box, Io actually took out a set of pale gold gorgeous chain mail! Then, he took off his priest's robe, put on the chain mail, and then twisted the scepter in his hand, and the thick head of the staff was immediately divided into three petals and hung down. Each head is held together by a silver chain and handle. In the blink of an eye, Io's scepter had turned into a delicate and domineering three-headed flail.

Now I'o, standing there, is like a shining god of war. Just from the magical glow on the equipment, you can tell that what I'o is wearing is at least epic equipment. And in Faro, any piece of equipment of this level can be used as the treasure of a temple.

Richard's pupils shrank, and he said quietly: "I really didn't expect the priest to be able to wear such heavy armor." ”

Yi Oh said unabashedly: "This is the talent of the fourteenth level battle god, the war realm. Except for the plate armor and tower shield, I can wear the rest of the equipment without affecting the effect of the magic. How's that, level 12 Grand Mage, when will you be able to use level 7 magic?"

Richard sensed the elven bloodline in his body, after such a long time of cultivation, a third branch had grown on the main trunk of the phantasmagory star, and a tender shoot that was about to bloom appeared at the top. Once this shoot grows into a green leaf, it means that the phantom star will add another bloodline ability.

So Richard smiled indifferently and said, "No hurry." ”

This time, it was Io's turn to change his face slightly, looking at Richard, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jubwal does have troll activity, and there are quite a few of them. After stepping onto the 22nd floor area and officially entering the upper city, the attacks encountered by Richard and the others increased greatly. These trolls are all natural hunters, and with the help of buildings and terrain, they can get close to a dozen meters before they can be discovered. If it weren't for the elite bats flying in the air, I'm afraid Richard's warriors would have suffered casualties.

The upper buildings were much taller and sparser, with wider aqueducts and interspersed with trees, meadows and cisterns. The remains of many buildings have elaborate carvings of animal patterns. It is conceivable that in the glory of the Troll Nation, the momentum and civilization of this city are enough to shock people. There has been a marked increase in the number of shrines in the upper town, and in addition to the various Zuca statues, there are many other holy spirits. These temples of the Holy Spirit were much smaller than the Zuka Temple, and were built around the Zuka Temple, which appears to be the Holy Spirit to which Zuka was subordinate in those days.

However, all of Zuka's idols had been deliberately destroyed by unknown people, and Richard could only find a mess of rocks, barely able to make out any signs of the idols. The statues attached to the temple are all intact, but due to the passage of time, there is no remnant of divinity on the statues. A statue without divinity is just a stone, at most of which has some artistic and historical value.