Emperor of Arcane

"Boom!"

The violent explosion sound once again spread throughout the troll camp.

Except for some commotion on the fringes, other trolls have long been indifferent.

Their idea is very simple. The chance of being killed by a fireball is very small, but the chance of being killed by an angry troll priest is very high.

Hunter scratched his hair, his cloudy eyes flashed with strong anger, he clutched the stone slab tightly, and shouted with gnashing teeth:

"Barnes, you idiot, do you think you can survive by running away?"

"When I catch you, I will make you taste life worse than death."

"The others are also idiots. They can't even deal with some humans. It seems I'm usually too kind!"

"..."

Even so.

But Hunter soon discovered that without Barnes to coordinate the troll soldiers, his control over these troll soldiers had declined significantly.

He must invest more energy to gradually gain control.

Hunter frowned involuntarily, and glanced at the brightening sky, with a little bit of viciousness in his eyes:

"Delaying time? What a beautiful idea!"

A large number of troll soldiers soon started on the road, even though they were very tired and even mentally weak.

However, after the Troll Priest's order came down, none of them could resist and could only choose to obey.

All trolls who resist will be captured by the troll priest and then sacrificed to the Blood God!

That is something more terrifying than death!

The other party blatantly asked them to go as fast as possible.

"You don't want to experience what happened last night again, do you?"

"The sooner we get to our destination, the sooner we can kill those hateful humans!"

"They can run now, the castle won't run!"

Suffering from mental and physical exhaustion, the trolls began to move quickly.

Throughout the morning, they had no intention of stopping, and relied on their tenacious endurance and recovery ability to run a long distance.

Many troll soldiers were secretly vigilant when they were on their way, fearing that they would suffer a sudden attack like last night.

However, the trolls were on tenterhooks for a long time, but could not see any trace of the enemy, not even a single trap was placed.

Until the sun rises high, approaching noon.

The huge consumption, even the troll with very strong physical strength and recovery ability, was somewhat unable to bear it.

Resilience does not come out of thin air and requires the consumption of the troll's stored energy.

In short, trolls usually have to eat a lot in order to recover quickly.

I didn't sleep all night and hurriedly traveled for half a day.

The trolls have been so hungry that their chests are touching their backs!

Seeing the troll soldiers with hungry eyes, even the troll priests did not dare to force them to continue walking.

"Batulu, lead a team of a thousand people and quickly hunt for food."

Hunter said coldly and sat down under a big tree.

Another burly Troll Overseer stood up, shouted to his soldiers in a muffled voice, and rushed out quickly.

With the lessons learned from Barnes, he didn't dare to waste time at all.

Hunter looked at the tent being set up with some displeasure, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind:

"If Barnes was here, he would have already taken care of it, right?"

"No, this guy dares to run away and become a traitor. He must be severely punished."

"Those guys make sneak attacks at night and are definitely no match for us in frontal combat."

"Since you dare to act at night, what can we not dare to do?"

"snort……!"

While Hunter was thinking hard about countermeasures, Batum, leading a group of troll hunters, rushed towards the familiar hunting ground.

However, when he arrived at the hunting ground, the entire troll was dumbfounded.

In the past, there were herds of cattle, sheep, and horses.

At this moment, they were sparse. Looking around, I couldn't find a few for a long time.

His head was buzzing, but when he thought of the method of offering sacrifices to the Lord, he forced himself to calm down.

He is completely different from Barnes.

That guy "has enough food for one person and the whole family is not hungry". He is very strong personally and he is also a troll hunter.

Even if Barnes doesn't get close to the troll tribe in the future and lives alone from now on, he will still be able to live a very comfortable life.

Although he is not old at the top, he is young at the bottom. If he does not want to lose all this, he must complete the task.

Then, he suddenly thought:

"Although there are not many prey in the hunting ground, it is not enough for tens of thousands of trolls to eat together, but it is definitely enough for us..."

After thinking about it clearly, Batum immediately gritted his teeth and shouted before the other trolls arrived:

"Get started quickly and get rid of them all. Catch as many as you can!"

The troll hunters who saw through the current situation were not fools. They surrounded them one after another and started hunting as quickly as possible.

Just feed yourself!

How can you care about the life and death of other trolls?

Anyway, the relationship between everyone is not good on weekdays, and fighting and killing each other are common!

In this case, the troll hunters ignored the rules of hunting and swept away the nearby hunting grounds.

When they returned to the camp carrying their prey, troll hunting teams from several other directions had just set off.

They even sneered ill-intentionedly, and it was even less likely that they would go out of their way to remind each other.

That is asking for death!

Soon, the livid-looking troll hunting team had to rush back and rush towards the hunting grounds in other directions.

A full hour later.

Other hunting teams with scattered prey returned to the troll camp that had been restless for a long time, and there was simply not enough food.

Soon, they started arguing and started getting physical.

Hundreds of trolls died fighting each other.

They are then eaten by their ruthless compatriots.

By now, all the trolls were full.

Watching the scene in front of him silently, Yaya curled his lips involuntarily and said with a chilling tone:

"These trolls are so disgusting. They seem even weirder than the ones in Troll Valley."

Matthew saw the behavior of those troll priests, stroked her head, organized his words before continuing:

"They have been brainwashed and have lost their own thoughts and consciousness. They are completely fallen beasts."

"That's why you shouldn't believe in evil gods. All they need is brainless food."

"Whether it's killing more people or killing yourself early, it can satisfy their appetite!"

Nodding thoughtfully, after Yaya learned about Taiji's existence, he also had enough understanding of this type of evil god, and there was no such awe as in "bloodline memory".

Gulu turned his eyes slightly and pointed curiously at the trolls who were eyeing each other red:

"Why don't they each drink a little? That way they don't all have to go hungry?"

Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind, and Matthew said in brief and difficult-to-explain words:

"Because, except for our Gulf Territory, the distribution in other places is determined by personal will!"

"Our Gulf Territory is different. It is decided by the two of us and distributed by the future system, contributions, and golems!"

"If we don't change, everyone can live a good life and unleash the strongest fighting power!"

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