As dragons, Sarean and Stellagosa theoretically don't need much sleep, but that doesn't mean they won't sleep for long.

The dragon's body will not have the same weakened immunity as mortals because of staying up late, but the spirit will still feel tired.

If it weren't for the fact that conditions didn't allow it, Salayan and Stellagossa would also use sleep to regain their energy.

It's not that Saljan dislikes Valilla for sleeping too much, but that she's worried that she will have the idea of "I'm an outsider", which will affect her mood.

It's not that Sarren is taking his word for it, and Valeera's mood changes do give some clues.

In recent times, Salaan and Stellagossa have often stayed up late with Onexia to run errands, but Valera needs to rest at a fixed time every day.

Although she didn't say anything, Valeera, who had always been strong, was quite depressed about it, and she didn't want to be excluded by the people around her.

Salian tried to infuse Valeera with life force, but due to the lack of a way, the life force injected into Valeera's body could only take effect for a while, and the transformation efficiency was extremely low.

Now that the High Elves of Northrend are still at war, it is impossible for Sarjan to leave his compatriots who are desperately working in the north and run back to Northrend alone to settle his personal affairs.

Not to mention that he couldn't get past the level in his heart, and Valeera, who had always put the big picture first, couldn't allow Sarean to do so.

Stella Gosa pointed to Sarren's sleeping bag and said to him with the soul link: "You squint for a while, I'll keep watch for the rest of the night, it's not far from dawn anyway." ”

Seeing that Sarren was about to refute something, Stellagossa pressed him back into his sleeping bag with a magical hand in the air.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and sleep, what's polite to me? I was able to confirm the trolls through the eyes of the demons. ”

"Uh~"

With all that said, Sarjan could only smile bitterly and accept Little Star's kindness.

"Well, remember to wake us up on time."

……

At about 5 a.m., when Salaen smelled the scent and came out of her sleeping bag with a high spirit, Valera and Stella Gossa had already arrived under the tree and began to prepare breakfast.

Breakfast was grilled fish, which Stellagosa caught from the lake early this morning.

If it weren't for the fear of waking up Salaan and Valeera, Stella Gosa would have wanted to catch the crocodile that tried to hunt her in the water.

The fish freshly caught from the water is so delicious that it only takes a sprinkle of salt to make a good meal.

Happy breakfast, Stellagossa waved her finger on the ground to outline the magic tracking line, and the three of them only needed to follow the clues all the way to find the location of the crow demon.

Salajan's great white deer, transformed into a traveling form, carries Stella Goussa and Valera through the woods.

As he was about to reach the area where the demon was located, Stellagosa's elven ears suddenly twitched.

"Stop."

Sarena Gosa closed her eyes and closed her other senses to listen to the distant sounds.

"It's the sound of battle, and those trolls who have migrated south are in trouble."

In the last short distance, the three of them cautiously lurked closer.

Arriving on a hill covered with dense vegetation, they finally saw the battle that Stellagossa had spoken of.

The Darkspear Trolls' combatants are engaged with another group of jungle trolls several times their size.

Although the leader of the Dark Spear Leader is brave and good at fighting, but the two fists are difficult to defeat the four hands, and under the suppression of the opponent's absolute numerical superiority, the defeat of the Dark Spear Troll has been revealed, and I am afraid that it will not last long.

The trolls who are hostile to the Darkspear are supposed to be from the Skull Splitting Clan.

From Sarren's standpoint, it doesn't matter to him which side wins or loses, he just wants to ask for directions, and anyone can do it with a dark spear or a skull.

However, the barrage disputed this.

[You also have to consider who is better to communicate with the skull or the dark spear.] 】

[The Skull Splitting Clan is one of the Earth Overlords of the Valley of Thorns, and has always been domineering, and still maintains the bad habit of cannibalism. 】

[Trolls and elves are feuds, and the powerful Skull Splitting Clan will really communicate with you patiently? I'm afraid it's not the communication to the stomach. 】

[Look at the Darkspear Trolls in turn, now is when they are at their weakest.] 】

[If you can lend a helping hand in the snow, not to mention turning enemies into friends, at least you won't be rejected if you ask for a way, right? 】

Sarean didn't have the luck of an orc destiny savior, and as a member of the elven race, he didn't dare to expect the trolls to have a good impression of him, so he didn't just burn high incense.

“emmmmm……”

Saljan weighed it and decided that what the barrage said made sense.

"Valera, Stella, what do you think...... Will the skull-splitting trolls communicate well with us? ”

"Huh?"

Valera asked inexplicably, "In broad daylight, what are you talking about?" How can trolls communicate well with us elves. ”

Stella Gossa also smiled and shook her head, "I can probably guess what you mean, if you ask for directions, I would suggest choosing another troll with fewer people." ”

"Let's not mention whether they want to say it or not, even if they turn their faces...... It will be easier to deal with then. ”

"Hmm...... Reasonable. ”

Salian took the two swords of Valagar from his back: "So...... Let's get ready for battle and wait until the Darkspear Trolls can't hold out anymore before we come to the rescue. ”

"Anyway, it doesn't matter to us how many trolls die, the icing on the cake is better than charcoal in the snow."

No matter how much the barrage tries to persuade him from God's perspective, Salian will not show mercy to the troll, even if the other party is a Darkspear troll who may become one of the protagonists of Azeroth in the future.

Perhaps after actually coming into contact with the Darkspear Trolls, Sarjan would have changed their outlook on the other Trolls, but at least for now, he wouldn't be preconceived to be kind to the Darkspear Trolls.

The chief of the Darkspear Troll, named Senkin, is a powerful troll who has studied both the witch doctor and warrior professions, and is now in the prime of his life.

Senjin's strength was clearly superior to the other trolls present, and there was no master on the side of the skull-splitting trolls who could not match him head-on.

"Strange thing."

Sarjan touched his chin with a strange expression: "Dark spear can actually raise this kind of talent in a small clan, is it really destiny?" ”

Sand sculpture netizens are not familiar with Senjin, they are familiar with Senkin's son Wojin, the next Darkspear Troll Chief.

Sarren deliberately searched among the old and sick people protected by the Darkspear warriors, but he didn't find any of the young trolls with special treatment.

"Won't you go to the battlefield too?"

Turning his gaze to the Darkspear warriors who were battling the Skull-splitting trolls, Sarren did spot a relatively short troll.

The young troll was protected by the other warriors, but instead of fishing, he kept dancing the traditional voodoo dance of trolls, blessing his comrades on the front line with various augmentation states.

"Witch Doctor...... Is that him? ”

[It should be, judging from his height, this kid should not be an adult, but he went to the battlefield early, and his talent is not bad. 】

[Those troll warriors protect him intentionally or unintentionally, not only because he is a witch doctor with a high status in the clan, but also because Bacheng is Wojin himself. 】

Although Senkin was unbeatable on the battlefield and the young Woking was also excellent, the father and son could not turn the tide on their own.

As the Skullsplitter Trolls sent their elite to surround the Senkin, their numerical superiority was finally revealed.

Seeing that the Darkspear Troll was beginning to lose its line of defense under the onslaught of the enemy, Sarian was the first to stand up from his half-crouched state.

"It's time, let's save someone."

"Okay~"

Valera habitually pulled the mask on, and began to sneak away from the spot.

After Sarena trampled on the ground and jumped out of the hill, only Stellagosa remained in place, holding the Staff of the Meteor in her hand and chanting a word-filled preparation spell.

The Darkspear's defenses were crushed at this time, and the young Woking gritted his teeth and tried his best to assist the Darkspear warriors in the battle, but in the end, they were unable to catch it, and could only watch as the murderous skull-splitting trolls slaughtered into the ranks of civilians.

Battles between trolls and troll clans usually only kill the enemy's living forces and useless old men, and capture the opposing women's and children back to their own clans.

Just as a skull-splitting troll was laughing and trying to grab a "beauty" of a dark spear troll, a "hidden weapon" thrown with great force from the side pierced his neck.

"Ho!"

Before dying, he looked down in disbelief, and the skull-splitting troll realized that a long sword had grown from his neck.

"Enemy ...... Raid ......"

"Whew!"

Immediately after, Salian regained his grip on the hilt of his sword and slashed off the head of the skull-splitting troll, blood spraying the dumbfounded troll's face.

The troll beauty looked at the short, handsome man who rushed into the enemy line and slaughtered with a stunned face, and asked in a low voice in disbelief: "High elf? ”