"Kergas ......"

It's not terrible to play the piano to a cow, it's terrible that even a cow can't bird you. It had only been a few minutes since Wardricka had gone from being full of passion to now panting, and what he wanted was to see the defeat of the man on the other side of the bar, not to ignore him.

It's as if I'm a barking mad dog......

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, it completely spread in a blink of an eye, like ink dripping into clear water, instantly soaking his whole body.

Kergash's back seemed to be silently mocking his inadequacy, and the guards bowed their heads as if they were holding back a smile, and an endless tide of humiliation welled up in his heart......

Boom!

The fist slammed into the iron door, and the power was so great that it made his own skin open. As the loud voice spread far through the hallway, the irritation of pain allowed Wardricka to finally hold back her emotions.

"Listen, if you kneel down to me, I can intercede with Lord Overseer, and you can go on living. ”

"You think you're important to Zulkin?" Finally, Kergas reacted, only to see him turn his head slowly, and the yellowed broken teeth gradually entered the range of the firelight, and the arc full of sarcasm: "Vodrica, you are so pathetic......"

For a moment, the trollman's body trembled violently like chaff, and his endless resentment made him feel like he was about to crush his gums. Just as a few guards were on guard, he suddenly relaxed.

Wardrica smiled, the corners of her mouth raised high, as if to extend all the way to the root of her ear: "Hehe, it's a pity that I, the pathetic person in your mouth, will personally perform your sacrifice ritual the day after tomorrow." ”

"I'd like to see how many hounds your foolish soul can attract. As soon as the words fell, he turned away without looking back, and the guards let go of their hanging hearts.

"Idiot, idiot...... Controlling anger does not mean extinguishing anger, and Wodrica deliberately trampled the floor as if it were Kergash's disgusting old face, splashing large expanses of foul water and rapid noises, drawing disdainful glances from the guards behind him.

Trolls are martial and revere the power of real materials, both externally and internally. In their eyes, a worthy chief is a worthy leader, not a villain who tends to be inflammatory, and not a wretched creature that even a prisoner can ignore.

Everyone walked around the corner in silence, and a light breeze blew, and the torches on the walls on both sides suddenly went out, and everyone's vision suddenly became dim.

Just as Vodreka looked up in confusion, the shadows beneath their feet were like countless ghosts breaking out of the ground, constantly wriggling and twisting, and galloping towards the crowd like sharp swords.

'Sorry, looks like I stole the limelight from you. Seeing that the black tentacles instantly imprisoned everyone's limbs, mouth and nose, Lanlos immediately winked at Sylvanas on the side, and his understated smile looked inexplicably cheap.

Pouting, Sylvanas let go of the bowstring.

The faint sound of breaking the air was fleeting, and the next moment, several guards behind Wodrica fell to the ground at the same time.

'No one can take my prey. Sylvanas blinked at Lanros's movements, and his mischievous appearance made the latter unable to feel dissatisfied.

"Woo, woo, woo!" Compared to the calm and calm of the two, Wardricka immediately struggled like a mad at the same time as the guard fell, and let out a small and bitter wail.

"Looks like you've scared him. Removing the teleportation and invisibility, Lanros slowly walked in front of the trollman, constantly looking at the other party with the help of the dim light, and then raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a non-standard troll language, "I seem to know you." ”

"I remember, in Amani's Crypt, the troll who was humiliated in public by Kergash, right?" Lanlos had a good memory, but for Wardrica, it was the last thing he wanted anyone else to remember.

"Well, it seems that you don't mean to reminisce. Good news for you, I didn't either. ”

Seeing that the horror in the other party's eyes was instantly filled with anger, Lanlos shrugged his shoulders in frustration, and then immediately reached forward.

Behind him, Sylvanas, who followed closely, trembled in his ears, and asked softly while on alert, "Speaking of which, what happened in Amani's tomb?"

Elves have an advantage in their ability to learn and time, and as the leader of the Far Travelers, Sylvanas knows the language of trolls.

"Didn't your sister tell you?" Lanros replied casually by pointing his index finger to Wardricka's eyebrows, and in the eyes of the trollman, such a lack of regard for himself was really infuriating, but the anger quickly dissipated, and turned back again, frightened.

"The eldest sister just told me the result, and she seemed to have been avoiding the process. ”

Turning his head, Lan Luo Si carefully looked at the beautiful face full of desire to explore, and smiled sincerely: "Ha, I didn't expect our Ranger General to be quite curious." ”

"I'm not an old lady who has no quarrel with the world, is it wrong to be curious?" Through this time with Lanros, Sylvanas understands very well that talking to the other party, being serious, is easy to make himself angry.

Not to mention, joking is not only easy for himself, but also makes Lanlos embarrassed because he is speechless, which is a good thing.

Thinking of this, the corners of Sylvanas's mouth hooked up a suffocating and beautiful arc, like a budding rose, fiery, but mixed with greenness.

"That's right. It's a pity that Lanros, who is focused on converging magic power, didn't see this scene behind him, "But since your sister didn't tell you, then I can't even say it." ”

"I don't want to be hunted down by her......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly rose from the ground, lifting wisps of swirling black-purple mist, which quickly rushed into his seven orifices under Wardrica's horrified gaze. As a warlock, he knows this spell, Nightmare!

Nightmares are not only capable of creating terrifying illusions for the recipient, it is a psychic invasion and deceptive magic that evokes and flips through the recipient's specific memories at the request of the caster. Compared to Soul Harvesting, it is more accurate and faster, and does not have any side effects.

Green, healthy and edible......

The nightmare pulled Wardricka's consciousness into a vision, as if sending him into a deep sleep in an instant, his pupils rapidly dilated, and his face was blank and frozen. If it weren't for the help of the Black Tentacles, he would have collapsed to the ground.

As for Lanloth, the shadow magic invaded his mind. Soon, he had a general idea of the situation.

Wardrika, Kergash's assistant and aide-de-camp, was humiliated and dismissed for failing to complete the summoning mission in time at Amani's tomb. Later, a resentful Wodrika told Zulkin all that Kergash had done, and with the help of the Overseers, Wodrica secretly poached the Dark Pine Trolls from under Kergash's hands.

The betrayal of his people and the persecution of Zulkin made Kirgash angry and turned his hand at the Overseers, so that he ended up here.

It seemed like it was just a coincidence, and there was nothing to do with him, but Lan Los still frowned.

It always feels as if something is overlooked......

A small voice suddenly came into his ears, and at the same time as Lanloth came back to his senses, Sylvanas immediately whispered, "Someone is coming." ”

Nodding, Lanroth pulled the evil dagger from his waist and plunged it into Vodrica's throat in an instant. Scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the walls and floors red in an instant.

That doesn't exist.

The chaotic power continued to soak into his body with flesh and blood, as if the burning pain all over his body made Wardricka's eyes widen with all her might, and dense blood streaks were all over it, as if it could burst out at any moment.

However, the troll couldn't scream because of the cut throat, and the helplessness and suffocation flooded him out. However, after all, Wardrica is a warlock who has received chaotic energy, and her vitality is still very tenacious.

As for the perpetrators, Ranros and Sylvanas immediately disappeared around the corner after throwing silent apparitions to cover up the corpses.

In the shadows, as a vague figure approached, Vodrica seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and her whole body trembled, trying to make a sound or use her movements to attract the attention of the other party, but due to excessive blood loss, he had no way or ability to move.

Just as Vodrica was unconscious, something surprising happened. The figure walked straight in front of him, and the magic of the silent phantom vanished.

"It's pathetic. Although the words of the visitor were full of pity, the dim eyes were unusually flat, "But you can't die yet." ”

"At least tonight, I need you alive. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man crouched down, and the magic power gradually surged around Vodrica, feeling the chaotic energy in his body being expelled, and the latter's tense nerves gradually relaxed.