Emperor of Arcane

"Pfft" the red and flashing light slid along an arc-shaped trajectory.

It illuminates the dense shrubs of the dark forest, making everything hiding in it invisible.

A few growling jackals jumped out and yelled a few words. When they found that there were too many humans, they whined with their tails between their legs and prepared to turn around and run away.

The speeding arrows flew out and pierced their necks in an instant.

A few wanderers rushed out, carrying their corpses, and rushed back before the light dissipated.

As the red light gradually dimmed, all directions began to fall into the silent darkness again, just like the name of this forest.

The sound of "Pfft" came again, and another bright light rose.

Alice, whose cheeks were flushed by the red light, trembled with distress, and muttered involuntarily:

"Is this the ninth signal flare scroll? Although it is a 0-level spell scroll, it can still sell for at least 20 gold coins!"

Chris, who had always been leading the way and taking the biggest risk for the team, was a little confused and muttered to himself:

"What is this for? It can be solved by just sending some scouts, so why does it cost so much?"

Reacting from her heartache, Alice smacked her lips, quickly figured out the reason, and said with a little bit of envy:

"What else could it be for? Just for the sake of unquestionable safety."

"If a wanderer opens the way ahead, it may not be completely safe, not to mention that our lord is not short of money..."

The words "no shortage of money" made the adventurers feel a little sad.

But they quickly realized that it would be great if they were not short of money!

"If the lord is short of money, who should we ask for the bounty from?"

After thinking about it, the adventurers gradually became numb to the lord's money-clearing behavior, and invisibly gained a greater sense of identity.

After all, who wouldn't want to hang out with a lord who has money and is willing to spend it?

Listening to the adventurers' remarks, Matthew did not stop "showing off his wealth" and took out another scroll, spending five mana points to release it directly.

The flashing red light continued to illuminate the surroundings.

Matthew was not in a hurry, and gently stroked the teeth that were about to move, stopping her from exploring the surrounding area.

If what they encounter is really a troll clan or tribe, it is very likely that there are high-level professionals on the other side.

It's too dangerous for Yaya to act alone.

So Matthew would rather spend more money to ensure safety.

Moreover, he used spell scrolls so frequently to tell the adventurers subtly.

"I have a spell scroll here. If you need it, you can buy it."

"Money is important, but life is definitely more important. As long as you have life and make money, you can continue to make money..."

Although the strength of these adventurers is not very high, generally around level 3 to 7, they can already use spell scrolls.

Matthew wants to cultivate their habits in this area!

Moreover, as Matthew continued to spread money, the team became more confident.

The lords are willing to spend hundreds of gold coins in order to travel. In order to fight, wouldn't they be willing to spend even more?

A rich spellcaster can be unreasonably powerful!

It was under this circumstance that the team maintained a very good morale and returned to the river bank boundary 20 meters deep in the dark forest, with the valley entrance on the other side.

The translucent light shone on the crystal clear river surface, reflecting dozens of ferocious-looking figures on the riverside.

With the help of the gradually brightening light, the adventurers also saw these trolls that had been entrenched around them.

Everyone broke into cold sweat in their hearts and looked at Matthew with admiration.

"Thanks to the lord, who scattered gold coins along the way, we were able to avoid being attacked by these trolls!"

"These trolls are powerful and powerful. They are all mid-level professionals, and they also have armors and weapons. If we are attacked by them, we may suffer heavy losses."

"What a risk, what a risk. Did your lord anticipate the actions of these trolls?"

"The Lord is a mysterious and powerful arcanist. He may have used prophecy to detect these trolls. He may already know that this victory will be won..."

“So that’s the case, then can’t we rest assured?”

"That's true, but you still have to be careful. Victory can also lead to death!"

"That makes sense..."

"..."

After hearing this, Matthew had to admit that the adventurers' brainstorming abilities were really strong, but he needed "brothers" who were so wise.

His appraising eyes fell on the distinctive trolls in front.

Their height is almost the same as that of ordinary trolls, but their bodies are two full circles thicker, with strong muscles and murderous intent.

Compared with the previous trolls who were dressed in rags and used hardwood sticks as weapons that could be seen everywhere.

The guys in front of me were all wearing hard leather armor and holding metal weapons.

Although they are rusty and have many gaps, they are made of solid materials and are mostly heavy weapons.

Under the sunlight, it still shone with a cold light.

More importantly, they are not as stupid and dull as ordinary trolls, attacking like wild beasts.

They may have followed the team and traveled several kilometers together.

But he still held back without seeing any flaws. His character and discipline were even stronger than those of ordinary soldiers and adventurers.

They are a group of enemies that cannot be underestimated!

More detailed attributes, which explained their origin to Matthew:

Name: rotten teeth

Race: Troll

Identity: Rotten Moss Clan-Forsaken Camp-Captain of the Hunting Team.

Age: 42 years old

Occupation: Level 9 Hunter

Talent: Extraordinary - Self-healing.

Feats: Advanced Feat - Heart of the Hunt, Intermediate Feat - Weakness Detection, Intermediate Feat - Rapid Fire.

Skills: Raid LV2, Dark Arrow LV2, Poison LV2, Trap LV1.

Heritage: Intermediate - The Hunting Path.

Attributes:

Strength: 16

Agility: 14

Intelligence: 8

Physique: 18

Perception: 12

Charisma: 4

Luck: -2

Comment: Seeing Qi Yintang turning black, he must be looking for death!

"Is he really a troll from the Rotten Moss clan?"

"The Abandoned Camp? It should be the lair of these trolls!"

"It seems like their lair should be in the valley, and there are more trolls..."

"I just don't know if there is any connection between this so-called abandoned camp and the Rotten Moss clan..."

The valuable information made Matthew think about many possibilities, while the trolls on the opposite side were letting out sharp roars and roars.

On the other side of the river bank, the roar of the troll was also heard, and dozens of figures sprang out one after another, approaching Matthew and the others.

Counting the 50 trolls on the other side of the river, Matthew had to face a total of 110 trolls, with an average strength of around level 6.

Even though the soldiers were very confident, they still felt the pressure from the tall and burly bodies of these trolls.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Matthew quickly raised his staff and pointed it at the 70 trolls on this side of the river, injecting mana without hesitation.

Fireball!

launch!

The "bang" explosion is the clarion call to launch an attack.

Angela pulled out her sword, and the pale golden light spread from her body to every soldier. The "Invigorating Halo" was turned on!

"charge!"

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