Emperor of Arcane

With a slight tremor in his heart, Luokefa whispered respectfully:

"No matter what the task is, we will do our best to complete it."

From the perspective of the shadow hunters, the mission of the Arcanist is nothing more than to make them switch sides and attack other trolls in the next battle.

At most, they will become cannon fodder in the Gulf Territory, and there will always be a few who can survive.

Better than getting caught by a Gurubashi troll!

Thinking of many of his companions who had no time to escape and chose to commit suicide, Locke lowered his head and waited for his fate to come.

At this time, the illusion clone was no longer much shorter than the Shadow Hunter. He walked slowly in front of him, saw his slightly trembling shoulders, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, everyone will survive and have enough to eat!"

Noticing that Leon had tied up the trolls, Matthew said with Lockefa's excited expression:

"Pick some of the fastest trolls, and this time you'll be the bait."

"If the task is completed well enough, you will have the right to be free."

free?

If it does happen, that would definitely be a good thing!

After all, Lockfar had heard of many trolls for hire.

Although he didn't know exactly how it would end.

It at least shows that humans and trolls can coexist.

Just when Rockfa was overjoyed.

Batum next to him has already selected 500 trolls.

They are generally thinner and can run very fast.

The other trolls were about to be teleported away, and Matthew feasted on the chosen trolls.

The rich smell of meat made every troll present very excited.

The Dark Forest is rich in products, which has nothing to do with the fact that most trolls are usually hungry.

The smaller the troll camp, the better the life of the trolls.

The larger the troll tribe, the trolls may even starve to death.

The evil nature of intelligent creatures!

"Is distribution really a big problem?"

Fish soup, served with bread and a piece of dried meat.

Standard food for Gulf Territory soldiers.

But for most trolls, they can only eat so well during sacrifices.

Looking at the gobbling trolls, Beelzebub saw Batum scolding the trolls and guessed about the Arcanist's arrangement:

"Do these trolls think this is their last meal?"

Recalling the trolls who trained in daily life, Old John shook his head and said softly in a calm tone:

"I don't think these guys are stupid, they're just too lazy to think about it."

"They must be quite satisfied with the Lord's sincerity."

In fact, this is exactly what happened. At least for now, these trolls who had just had a feast began to kneel down to Matthew under the leadership of Rockefah and Batum.

Matthew didn't agree with this, but he didn't bother to take the time to correct it. He waved at the trolls and motioned for them to follow them directly.

At first, Locke was still a little confused.

The large army of Gurubashi trolls is clearly behind them!

Half an hour later.

It was just dawn.

The wolf-like soldiers of the Gulf Territory had already entered a troll camp.

They dealt with all the trolls with ease, and the whole process only lasted more than 10 minutes.

Seeing the thousands of captive trolls being tied up, the trolls who had been watching the show were stunned.

They couldn't believe it. Thousands of trolls were killed without any decent resistance.

"Thankfully we surrendered!"

"Are they dead?"

"It seems that they are not dead, but they are prisoners after the battle, and they will definitely be more unlucky than us."

"These human soldiers are too strong, and they just pushed past them as if nothing had happened..."

"Fortunately we obeyed the order, otherwise it would not be much better..."

"..."

The trolls were talking a lot. They didn't have much psychological burden on these trolls being captured or killed, and they were even proud.

Until the Gulf Territory soldiers went straight to the next target.

The entire battle took less than 10 minutes.

The troll camp, which numbered thousands, was being pushed away before their eyes!

Trolls lay flat and houses fell.

It became a flat land!

This time, all the trolls were silent and showed no interest in talking.

They silently watched the troll being teleported away, with extremely complicated emotions emerging in their hearts.

Even if their IQs are generally low, it does not mean that they are very stupid.

The Gulf Territory soldiers put considerable pressure on them, and the feeling that their life and death were controlled by others made their thoughts more complicated.

Before, they just had to follow orders.

Then, life and death are determined by destiny.

Living or dying depends entirely on luck.

Now, the person who controls their life and death has changed.

The Gulf Territory soldiers spent about a day clearing out almost all the troll strongholds in the Buffalo Plains.

Correspondingly, the accompanying trolls have all become very well-behaved. Not only do they not show the "trouble" of low IQ, but they are as obedient as they have grown up.

The big guys in the Gulf Territory gradually understood what the Arcanist was thinking:

"This is the Gulf version of killing chickens to scare monkeys. If the monkeys don't listen, they will become more obedient by killing a few more chickens."

Until the evening.

The trolls who had been running around all day were once again captured by the food in front of them.

This time, although the food was sweet, all the trolls had some unexpected changes.

Rockfa and Batum looked at each other, and both saw unspeakable shock in each other's eyes.

"The Gulf Territory soldiers are too strong, not just in combat power!"

"That kind of tacit cooperation and trust, is this what civilization is?"

"It's not too late..."

"As long as we survive, we will definitely find out the reason!"

"I hope so!"

The exchange between the two was quick and brief, not daring to attract the attention of other human soldiers.

But this time, after Matthew sorted out all the information, he went directly to them:

"A troll vanguard numbering around 20,000 people has already arrived at our location."

"Your mission is very simple. Attract approximately 3,000 Gurubashi trolls to the location I designated."

Matthew glanced at the two of them and dropped the two big axes lightly:

"If you complete the mission, it will prove the value of your existence and allow you to obtain weapons!"

The overjoyed Rockefah and Batum quickly grabbed the axe, touched the beautiful enchanted pattern on it, and shouted in unison:

"We will complete the mission at all costs!"

Unexpectedly, Matthew suddenly turned his head and said with a mysterious smile:

"The prerequisite for completing the mission is that none of you are allowed to die."

Bait that can’t be bitten!