Emperor of Arcane

Matthew could tell at a glance what kind of virtue these trolls were. {What? You don’t know yet|Read COM, read the chapters without mistakes|Hurry up and Google them}

The whole system of it.

It's all about relying on the evil god's brainwashing to bring about power and oppressive society!

It is said that society may still promote these trolls a little, and clan is more suitable.

The troll priests at the highest level use the crudest means to exploit trolls.

They don't even think about it, the more trolls there are.

The more manpower and combat power they can control, the more sacrifices they can offer to the evil god.

Of course, their brains have actually been completely "destroyed", so it's not surprising that they don't have such thoughts.

This is also the reason why although the individual trolls are strong, their collective fighting power is very weak.

It's okay to fight with a smooth wind, but once you have to overcome difficulties, even if you are driven by fear, you are just a group of beasts who can use weapons.

Of course, Matthew considered that other forces in this world seemed to be no better than these trolls, so he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"Fortunately, they are all so bad, each one is more playful than the other, so they can give me a chance!"

Just as Matthew was sighing, the trolls who had had a noisy lunch soon started to set off again.

They ran forward as fast as they could, without any regard for their physical strength.

If they continue at this speed, they can cover the three-day journey in two days and reach the north of the Silver Moon River!

Matthew patiently did not make a move.

Before the troll priest took action, he would not choose to confront these trolls head-on.

The sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.

The original sultry heat of the dark forest disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a touch of coolness at night.

The day on the road has passed.

Just when the trolls spent two or three times more effort than usual, they managed to eat some food and were about to start resting.

The order to continue on the way made all the trolls dumbfounded.

They never expected that the priest would actually ask to march at night.

Looking at the crimson moon that is about to rise, every troll can't help but feel fear.

Unfortunately, they were completely unable to resist the Troll Priest's orders and could only press forward desperately.

Looking at the trolls below who were wearing cloaks and moving forward, Yaya simply asked without understanding:

"Yeah? Aren't they going to rest? Are you going to keep going?"

Signing Yaya to raise her head again and fly to the front of the troll team, while rushing towards the predetermined position, Matthew explained to her:

"They won't keep going. Not to mention trolls, even ogres can't bear it."

"They should be preparing to march at night and sleep during the day, trying to use this method to avoid the favorable conditions for our sneak attack at night."

"After all, with the scarlet moon shining at night, it would be very stupid to engage in large-scale battles once you enter the tired state of rest."

"It's different during the day. He can mobilize enough manpower to chase and hunt the harassing soldiers..."

"These trolls aren't all idiots!"

Thinking of Matthew's plan, Yaya couldn't help laughing out loud:

"But they never imagined that there would be so many surprises waiting for them ahead."

The time for the two to communicate passed and they soon arrived at the agreed upon location.

Beelzebub and others, who had used the teleportation circle to arrive here in advance, gathered around and looked at Lord Yaya and Lord Lord who were slowly falling with reverence.

Matthew rubbed his brows, pointed at the trolls marching quickly behind him, and said softly in a calm tone:

"Marching in the middle of the night is a taboo for military strategists!"

"If the other party looks down on us so much, then we will teach them a profound lesson!"

Beelzebub beat his chest heavily and shouted excitedly with everyone:

"Promise to complete the mission!"

Yaya and Matthew closed their eyes together, and their consciousness returned to Bay Town.

Yaya was so sleepy that he managed to eat most of the food on the table, and then fell asleep happily.

Matthew had more to do. While replenishing food, he also helped Shanfeng complete the construction of the "blood-activating potion" automated production line.

Because there is no energy source, thousands of gold coins of energy crystals must be consumed every day to replenish it.

But for a production line that can provide a profit of 25,000 gold coins every day.

This is undoubtedly a very good deal!

What's more important is that Shanfeng, who has freed up his hands, has begun to learn to make higher-level enchanted weapons and equipment under Matthew's arrangement.

The strongest "tool man" will receive another upgrade and strengthening!

Give the sweet mountain a thumbs up!

Matthew then explained to Butler Ralph the situation on the front line.

"Be prepared to arrange for more adventurers to enter."

"Let them disperse the troll forces below the castle first."

"Considering the lack of mid-to-high-end combat effectiveness, we can issue an emergency mission to the professionals in the Murloc Castle."

"As long as you catch more trolls, a few more gold coins won't be a big deal at all."

Seeing the rising income of the territory in the past two days, Butler Ralph nodded in agreement. He also reported to Matthew on the collection and delivery of combat supplies:

"50,000 heavy crossbow arrows have been teleported into place, and 1,000 bottles of paralysis potion are almost here."

"It's just that the scroll is still a bit difficult, and Miss 343 can't spare any time."

343……

After going around in circles, Matthew and Butler Ralph discovered that the original supplier of high-quality spell scrolls to Adam Smith was Taling-343.

The opponent has most of the authority of a high mage tower, let alone the production of spell scrolls at the elementary and intermediate levels.

With sufficient resources and technology, they can even make legendary-level spell scrolls!

Of course, the cost of doing that is very high!

"reel……"

After thinking for a while, Matthew recalled the troll priest's rare but impressive move, and specifically told him to arrange:

"Bring those two big guys with you!"

Without any hesitation, Butler Ralph immediately turned around to make arrangements.

Matthew couldn't help but take a deep breath, set an alarm clock, and then entered a state of meditation instead of rest.

North of Troll Castle.

The marching troll army is beginning to encounter trouble again!

Whoops!

Wow!

The raging flames are burning crazily.

In the cleared isolation zone, a fire dragon nearly ten kilometers long was displaying its light and heat wantonly.

The troll is afraid of nothing but fire and acid.

Even the troll priest wants the troll who is "not afraid of death" to carry it through.

The thick alchemical oil on the ground is enough to burn them into coke.

The red firelight reflected the angry and frightened faces of the trolls.

Gritting his teeth and staring at the arrogant figure behind the fire, the troll priest clutched the staff in his hand and ordered in a vicious voice:

"Detour! Chase after me!"

"quick!!!"