Quicksand raised the Book of Time in his hand and said, "Of course, as long as the Lighthouse of Time is established and a certain amount of divine grace is paid, the Dragon of Eternity and Time can extract specific fragments from the past history of the plane, form materials, and present them in the Book of Time." For example, now I am looking not only at the history of the Troll Capital of Jubwal, but also about the text of the Troll Civilization of this period. ”

"This ...... Some historical materials also have to pay for divine grace?" Richard's face was a little strange. The dragon of eternity and time can sell anything for money.

"Absolutely. In the process of plane conquest, it is very important to grasp the history of the plane itself, which is related to whether it can survive the initial difficulties, integrate into the plane system, and lay the foundation for the final conquest of the entire plane. The importance of this information is much more important than that of a few Constructed Knights. ”

Quicksand's words are irrefutable, but Richard doesn't think so. A plane like Faro has an incomparably long history, and has existed for hundreds of millions of years, and there are too many civilizations to count. For example, the area of Jubvar is only an inconspicuous dot in the entire plane. If these historical materials require divine grace, no matter how small the payment is, the entire historical history needs divine grace is an unimaginably large number.

It's just that Richard thought about it, but found that the divine grace of the dragon of eternity and time is simply omnipotent. For both sides of the war, the charismatic side and the non-charismatic side are engaged in a completely unequal war.

Early the next morning, the warriors, having rested for the night, continued their journey, and after a day's trek, finally stood on the edge of Jubvar before dusk.

It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that Richard was shocked by the grandeur of the Troll Capital!

Huge staircases carved out directly in the middle of the mountain, made of huge stones, each nearly a meter high and a staggering fifty meters wide. The staircase is divided into left and right sides, separated by layers of stone platforms carved with totems of flames, the sun and giant beasts, and a brazier carved into stone at intervals. It's just that because of the passage of time, all the carvings are weathered and appear a little blurry. The entire Troll Capital is built on a mountain, and at regular intervals, the gentle slopes are flattened to become a platform for habitation. From the bottom up, there are more than 30 layers of platforms!

At the end of the stairs, at the very top of the entire Troll Capital, stands a pyramid-shaped altar more than seventy meters high. Even from the foot of the mountain, you can feel the grandeur and majesty of the altar! I wonder how many years it took the trolls to build this miraculous capital of trolls thousands of years ago.

Richard narrowed his eyes, and he realized that if he looked at it from a distance, the layout of the entire troll city was equivalent to a giant altar. A faint mist filled the dilapidated buildings, and a long and mournful howl echoed in the air. As soon as you step into Jubwal, you can feel the humidity in the air, and as you might expect from the quicksand, it seems that the troll capital has a water source again. There was not only moisture in the air, but also a thick smell of decay, like the smell of swamps. But Richard, who had a keen sense, smelled a wisp of corpse stench.

Richard waved his hand, and the knights dismounted and began to be on guard. Richard handed the nameless knife to an elite humanoid warrior, and with Extinction on his back, he walked into the barracks where the soldiers were stationed on either side of the stairs. The two ruins have long been deserted, the stone roofs have mostly collapsed, and the stone pillars that are still standing are covered with vines and moss. The trolls' rooms are all very simple, the wooden utensils have long since decayed, and only the stone fire pit found in every house is still intact. There were a few iron spear tips scattered around the camp, which had long since been rusted. Richard picked one up and looked at it, but the tip of the rusty spear was actually broken in two pieces in his hand. It seems that there is nothing to be desired in terms of material and forging process.

Richard shook his head and continued walking around the barracks. As he walked to a broken wall, Richard suddenly smelled a faint putrid smell, and he stopped and looked towards the place where the smell had come from, only to find a strange dark gray moss under a brick at the base of the wall. The surface of the moss has thick white hairs that look like those of carrion.

Richard had some information from Deep Blue in his mind, but he wasn't quite sure, so he turned around and shouted, "Sandru, come and see these things." ”

The necromancer walked over, looked carefully at the moss in the corner, and said with certainty, "That's right, these are graveyard moss." They only grow in places with a strong sense of the undead, and are usually found in cemeteries where there is undead activity. ”

"So, there's undead creatures moving here?" said Richard. In an abandoned city such as the Troll Capital, once undead appear on a large scale, there is a high probability that there will be quite high-level undead. Something like a lich, for example, has the potential to advance to legendary.

Sandru examined the graveyard moss again and said with certainty, "There must have been an undead here, and it wasn't that long ago." I could feel the undead aura they left behind. ”

Richard nodded and said, "Then we need to be careful." Just in case, summon two Black Samurai out. There may be some places that need to be explored with them first. ”

The necromancer nodded, walked over to the ruins of the barracks, and began summoning the Black Knight. In several successive battles, the number of undead creatures under the necromancer's command has greatly expanded, and now there are as many as two hundred black knights transformed and three death knights. After the necromancer was strengthened by the construct, the number of black knights who could maintain their activity at the same time also increased to fifteen.

The undead activity in the Troll Capital made Richard more vigilant, but not afraid. His team is overstaffed with a large number of priests.

In a corner of the barracks, quicksand found a stone tablet, and after erasing the moss from the surface, most of the handwriting engraved on it was still legible. Quicksand did not decipher it on the spot, but took out a blank scroll and activated the scroll so that all the inscriptions could be rubbed. Richard was standing behind quicksand, also looking at the stele. Although the ancient troll text was supplemented with the quicksand evil, the time was too short, and Richard could only vaguely see that the content of this inscription seemed to be related to sacrifice.

"What is that talking about?" asked Richard.

The scroll in Quicksand's hand shot out a ray of light and shone on the stone tablet, and a moment later, the complete troll inscription appeared on the scroll. Quicksand looked at it for a while and said, "This is a scripture about how to sacrifice Zuka. This stele is just the first step. Well, Zuka seems to be some kind of Holy Spirit sacrificed in this troll city. ”

Richard nodded, and then said, "I just found traces of undead activity here, be careful." ”

Quicksand didn't care, he patted his pocket with a light smile and said, "There are more than twenty magic scrolls here!"

The ruins of the two outpost barracks were quickly searched, and nothing of value was found other than the stone monuments. When Richard had finished his group, he left a small group of soldiers to guard the entrance of the staircase and walked into the depths of Jubvar. But as soon as he stepped up the stairs, Richard's unicorn suddenly stopped, scraped the ground with its hooves, and roared lowly.

Richard was amazed, this was the first time that the silver unicorn had appeared to be different from an ordinary warhorse. For some time before, Richard had doubted its usefulness more than once. You must know that this unicorn has consumed twice the divinity of crimson. Needless to say, the crimson cousin is now a combat force that cannot be ignored at level 10.

Consciously, Richard sensed that the unicorn was constantly feeling restless, and that it was becoming more and more irritable. In the depths of the Troll Capital, there seems to be something hidden that it hates so much. The unicorn became more and more agitated, and the tip of the silver horn on its forehead began to flicker with wisps of electricity. Its roar grew louder, and the necromancer's face changed, and he only felt dizzy in his head, and he was immediately startled, and quickly moved away from the unicorn. The two black warriors who had just come out suddenly stirred up a large amount of undead aura around their bodies, but a faint layer of silver fire ignited on top of the undead aura, burning them constantly struggling and roaring.

Richard quickly put his hand on the unicorn's back, soothed it, and finally quieted it. But after trying it this way, I found that this little unicorn is also a natural nemesis of undead creatures.

Then Gangde's voice came: "Chief, there is something else in this city, look over there!"

Looking in the direction of Gonde's finger, Richard happened to see a figure flash between the two buildings, but it was too far away to see what it was. But if you listen closely, you can hear more and more faint whistling sounds echoing through the ruins.

Richard thought for a moment, then turned around and ordered, "All dismount and be on guard!"

All the knights turned over and dismounted, even the junior knights of the brood. They are not on the horse, but they can also exert the strength of the eighth level. It's just that the war horses created by the brood have a close connection with the corresponding knights, so they can exert a stronger overall combat effectiveness. In Jubvar, built on a hill and with a complex terrain, cavalry did not play much of a role.

Although there are unidentified creatures active in the ruins, Richard does not panic and summons all the elite bats into the air in his consciousness. Giant bats hovered overhead, making Richard feel much safer at once. The whole team then began to walk up the stairs again and continue their search for the Troll Capital.

In the entire lower city, nothing useful was likewise found, except for two stone monuments. The buildings here are crude and rudimentary, and the area is recorded to be inhabited by low-ranking trolls. The Troll Empire is hierarchical, with strict divisions of rights and obligations between each rank. This can be seen in the stepped layout of Jubwal.