Torches hung on the walls brought a faint glow to the dimly lit space, the uneven floor was filled with foul-smelling sewage, and the humid air covered the walls with moss and vegetation on all sides.

All kinds of terrifying insects and rats were constantly shuttling back and forth in the firelight.

It's not so much a cell as a sewer embedded in an iron bar. The stench, dark and damp makes it unbearable for even trolls.

It is worth mentioning that, as a troll who is never a picky eater, Amani rarely keeps a captive, and most of his own kind, fierce beasts, and stubborn demons are imprisoned. At least from the perspective of area, it can be regarded as a conscience project.

In a large and empty room, Kergash sits with his back to the bar, hiding most of his body in the shadows. Not to mention his face, he couldn't even breathe, and he didn't react to the harsh environment he was in at all.

Smack, smack......

As the faint sound of treading water drew closer, the light behind Kergash grew brighter.

Outside the bar, a troll in robes stepped forward surrounded by guards, the elven skull ornament around his neck clashing as it shook, and a crisp and terrifying sound came out.

This is what originally belonged to Kergash, the status symbol of the Dark Pine Chieftain!

"It's rare to see our chief being locked up here like an animal. The smile on the trollman's face widened as he stared at the emaciated figure with his back to him.

"I've always warned you that conceit comes at a price, but you just won't listen, and now you don't think you can do anything with the Overseer......?

As the ridicule became more and more unbridled, Kergas took a deep breath, and the trollman's face changed suddenly, and he was about to retreat in a hurry, only to hear a series of subtle metal collisions.

Looking closely, four thick iron chains stretched out of the darkness, firmly binding Kergash's limbs, and the shackles were inscribed with intricate spells, and the haunting brownish green paint on them exuded a faint ominous aura.

Watching Kergash struggle to stand up amid the crisp sound of chains, the troll magician outside the door once again showed a wanton smile: "Haha, look, our Great Chief is actually bound by a shackle of his own making, what a great irony!"

As he said, these iron locks are used to imprison those demons who have lost control, and as the first Dark Pine Warlock, it is understandable to say that Kergash made them.

Like a dying man with half a foot in a coffin, Kergash turned slowly, his tired and weak face blurring in the firelight.

"Vodrica, I didn't expect Zurkin to let you replace me. Looking at the skull decoration on the other party's chest, Kergash sighed softly with a complicated expression.

"Of course you wouldn't have imagined!" Capturing the disappointment and disdain in the other party's eyes, Vodrica's anger instantly soared, and he slammed his hands on the iron railing and roared, "How could you have thought that I, who was insulted and expelled from the tomb by you, would become the chief of the Dark Pines?"

The movement was stopped by the guards, and Waldrika's hideous expression gradually calmed down, and he tapped the iron bar lightly with his fingers, and once again showed a mockery at Kergash: "It's all thanks to you." ”

"It was because you banished me from Amani's crypt that I had a chance to gain the trust of the Overseers. ”

Raising his eyebrows, his originally dilated pupils suddenly condensed, and Kergash's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at each other: "I said why Zurkin knows everything about me, it turns out that you betrayed me?"

"No, I didn't. Shaking his head with a smile, Vodrica was satisfied with the other party's current expression, which allowed him to appreciate victory and trampling the other party under his feet, "I just hope that the Overseer will correct your mistakes and prevent you from leading the entire Dark Pine Clan into the abyss of destruction." ”

"Vodrica, you've been with me for so long, you should know what happened to betraying me. Staring straight at each other, Kergash's eyes were cold.

If it was in the past, Vodrica would have wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, but now......

"Hahaha, Kergash, you're too late!" he enjoyed the insult to Kergash, who couldn't resist it. Power and status are really addictive.

Seeing that the other party couldn't stop being excited, a trace of inexplicable pity suddenly flashed in Kergash's eyes: "You don't know Zurkin, he won't keep you." ”

Kergash's flat tone and expression stung Wardrika deeply, and the latter's laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes immediately widened: "Nonsense, I am Lord Overseer's most trusted subordinate, I am the one who brought your treachery in front of him, and I am the one who led most of the Dark Pine people to submit to his rule!"

"Hmph, Kergash, it seems that your brain has been shattered by evil powers. ”

Inside the bar, Kergash just shook his head silently, leaving the other party with a look at the poor worm, and then turned around and sat down again.

This gesture angered Wardrica, who kept insulting and sarcastic, but Kergas stood still, as if he were just a funny clown.

It's really annoying......

At the end of the hallway, Lanros pressed against the corner wall, looking carefully at the shrew-like troll magician in front of him, looking helpless. Not far away, Sylvanas had drawn her longbow.

'The warlock is handed over to you, and I'll do the rest. ’

Hearing Sylvanas's voice through teleportation, Lanros raised his eyebrows and immediately stepped forward, grabbing her palm before the other party could fire his bow and arrows.

Be patient, this may be a trap. ’

Hearing this, Sylvanas, who originally wanted to resist, immediately frowned. Seeing the other party's puzzled look, Lanlos pursed his lips, and then talked about his worries.

Through the remnant soul of Vihanna, Lanlos still knows a certain amount about Kergash. Because of the anger of the gods because of the demons, it is certain that Zurgin has an estrangement with him, but according to his own understanding, this estrangement is almost impossible to rise to an opposing situation.

Zurkin was also a pragmatist, and although Kergash deviated from tradition, it was undeniable that he caused a lot of trouble for the High Elves, and for that alone, Zurkin would be happy to leave Kergash behind, unless necessary.

What's more, it's so weird that as soon as Lanlos and Sylvanas entered Zuaman on the front foot, Kergash got into a fight with Zurkin. And the common goal of the two is actually imprisoned in a prison cell, not only can they not move, but they can't even use magic, it's just ......

Pie in the sky?

No, Lanlos had always been very unlucky, and he didn't believe that such a good thing would befall him. On the contrary, when things go wrong, there must be demons.

'You mean, we're exposed?' The pale golden eyebrows huddled together, Sylvanas had always been a good listener to others, and with Lanloth's reminder, she was also wary.

Surprisingly, Lanlos shook his head: "It's just a guess about the worst-case scenario." ’

Glancing at each other, Sylvanas's gaze glanced at the warlock who had finally stopped making noise, and a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Why don't you grab a troll chief and ask for it?"

Following the Elven Ranger's gaze at the skull ornament on Vodrica's body, the corners of Lanloth's mouth suddenly curled slightly: "That's exactly what I mean. ’