Hunter starting from Hunter World

There is no doubt that for the two high elf rangers who are covered in magic equipment, the warning checkpoints set up in the fortress to prevent trolls from sneak attacks are basically just decorations.

Except for those dogs with particularly sensitive senses of smell and hearing, there is no need to dodge at all, they can just walk over openly.

And it is definitely impossible for dogs to be put into places where nobles gather.

So they found the innermost study room without any difficulty.

Just when the male elf wanted to use a tool to pry open the locked door, the female elf suddenly raised her hand and made a calm movement. She personally used a long wire to open the latch inside. Then he left a gesture of "you are outside to protect yourself from the wind" and got in.

But after entering the study, she realized that the situation was a little different from what she expected.

Because there was no one in the study at all, and even the oil lamp was not lit. Instead, there was a dim light flickering in a tunnel leading to the basement.

Out of curiosity, the female ranger carefully walked down the stairs.

In a matter of seconds, she saw a horrifying scene that she would never forget and made her scalp numb.

In the spacious basement, two trolls were fixed on two chairs respectively, and their skulls were uncovered, revealing their white brains soaked in blood.

One of them has a large number of mysterious symbols carved on the back of his hand and arm. He is obviously a witch doctor who masters voodoo magic.

As for the other one, he is an ordinary troll warrior, with very developed muscles in his hands and feet.

But right now, these two unlucky guys are like guinea pigs placed on an experimental table, unable to move at all no matter how hard they struggle.

He could only watch helplessly as this demon-like human being continued to conduct some messy experiments on the brain above his head.

Especially those colorful liquids, once poured on the brain, will immediately cause severe pain that cannot be described in words.

However, their tongues and vocal cords had been removed long ago, and they could not make any sound at all. They could only show the pain they suffered through the hideous and twisted expressions on their faces.

Obviously, Allen is doing comparative experiments again, observing the changes in the brains between ordinary trolls and troll witch doctors, and even figuring out the function of those mutated parts.

Through several sets of observed data, he found that the brains of spellcasters in Azeroth were larger than those of non-spellcasters.

Among them, the brain thalamus was so mutated that it could not be identified at all. There were two extremely thick nerve sources extending out, connecting to the wrinkled cortex above.

Whenever the experimental subject tries to cast a spell, these two nerve sources will release extremely violent electrical signals.

In other words, whether you are a mage, priest, shaman, witch doctor, paladin, or warlock, all the energy you rely on to cast spells comes from your brain.

No wonder all spellcasting professions in the game regard intelligence as the most important attribute.

As for the pain the two trolls were enduring, Allen couldn't care less.

Because on their necks, Allen found necklaces made of human teeth.

In other words, both trolls have killed more than one human, and the necklace made of teeth is proof of this.

Unfortunately, the brain of any intelligent creature is extremely complex, not to mention the mutated brain of a spellcaster.

Without adequate instruments and external help, and with his current mortal body, Allen was at a loss. He could only stimulate the brain to release more signals, and use this as a basis to slowly establish an analysis system.

After all, not being a god is the bottom line he has set for himself.

From the moment he came, he planned to live as a mortal. Even if his body was killed by the ancient gods, Titan guardians, or the demons of the Burning Legion, he would not take any revenge.

As a rule maker, if you break the rules you set yourself, wouldn't you be a loser?

Allen felt that he had not fallen to that level yet.

And I also really enjoy the process of developing a strong "character" from scratch, like playing a game, to meet various challenges.

With such mood and thoughts, he picked up the last bottle filled with black liquid from the table and poured it into the exposed brains of the two trolls.

moment!

The two guys seemed to be crazy and started twisting their bodies crazily. Even if their brains spilled out, they had no intention of stopping.

Among them, after the troll warrior struggled for about a minute, his entire body began to decompose at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly turning into a pool of black and red unknown substance with bloody flesh.

All his bones, internal organs, muscles, and skin were completely dissolved as if they had been soaked in strong acid.

In contrast, the witch doctor's reaction was even more horrifying.

The skin and muscles on his body were decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye like a warrior, but for some reason, the bones remained intact.

Especially the brain. Even though the uppermost cortex was completely reduced to a puddle of flesh, the brain miraculously remained undamaged.

Not only was there no damage, but it was also emitting some kind of dark light.

In the end, all that was left of this troll witch doctor was a bloody skeleton and the glowing brain thalamus inside the skull, which was dancing and shaking, full of horror, horror and weirdness that are indescribable in words.

no doubt!

Allen did this not because he was cruel and perverted in his heart, but because he wanted to use this experiment to find out how powerful the brain thalamus can be for a spell caster.

The answer is obvious!

It has transcended the limits of the body and even entered the realm of the soul.

"Interesting! Is the thalamus the container that carries the soul? Or does it have a very close connection with the soul? If the thalamus is really the most important organ of a spell caster, then the undead spell caster obviously only has a skeleton left. Why? Can you still cast spells?" Allen murmured to himself as he touched his chin.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a bang from behind him.

Looking back, it turned out that it was a black figure who accidentally knocked over the ladle opening tool placed on the table in panic.

And this black figure obviously realized what a huge mistake he had made, and immediately wanted to escape from the terrifying basement along the passage.

Unfortunately, before he could run a few steps, Allen casually grabbed a small hammer used to open a ladle and threw it out.

boom!

"ah!!!!!!"

No surprises!

The hammer rolled and hit the opponent on the back of the head, knocking him to the ground and rolling down the stairs.

Fortunately, the size and weight of the hammer were very small, so it did not break the skull, but only caused a big bulge.

Before the black shadow could recover from the dizzy adverse reaction, Allen had already come closer, grabbed the collar and picked up the guy who had snuck in from the ground, and took off the magic bag. Hat and cloak.

moment!

A delicate-looking female elf face with long blond hair and a bunch of pointed ears was revealed.

"High elf?" Allen was obviously stunned.

He just thought this was a stalker sent by the Troll Overseer outside the city to assassinate him.

But who knew, it turned out to be an elf ranger.

In particular, the magic leather armor on his body, the badge on his chest, and the bow and arrow on his back are all equipment that only high elf rangers have.

"Get away! Stay away from me!"

The female elf was obviously frightened by the scene she just saw. She immediately pulled out two sharp daggers from her boots and stabbed Allen in the chest.

Her purpose is simple, that is to force the other party to let go of her, and then escape as quickly as possible.

But unfortunately, in such a close situation, Allen, as a man, has an overwhelming advantage.

As a result, before the dagger could be stabbed out, the female elf's wrist was firmly grasped, and then her whole body was pulled up with both hands, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Pitiful!

Weak!

helpless!

But even so, he didn't try to call for help to his companions at the door.

Because she understood that even if her companions came, they would not be able to match the terrifying human being in front of her.

Rather than die together, it would be better to die by yourself so that your companions can leave alive.

Allen undoubtedly noticed the death-defying look in the other person's eyes, and immediately frowned subconsciously and said, "I think we have some misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? No! I don't think so. I have seen everything you just did." The female elf responded with a slightly trembling voice.

"But that's a troll! Don't you elves of Quel'Thalas have a feud with the Amani trolls? And I just did a small experiment with two trolls who have eaten humans, that's all." Ai Lun explained innocently.

After that, he took the initiative to let go of the other party and took two steps back to show that he was not hostile.

After all, according to the original plot, the high elves are one of mankind's strongest allies in the future, and they are also the teachers who guide mankind towards magical civilization.

Allen didn't want some misunderstandings to lead to the two parties finally parting ways.

"experiment?"

Hearing this word, the female elf's originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

Although she is not a mage, she also knows that those compatriots who have powerful arcane power often study some more dangerous things.

Among them, the magic barriers used to expel trolls were originally experiments done on captives.

"That's right! Experiment!" Allen nodded slightly. "According to my unintentional discovery, the brains of all spellcasters in this world will undergo mutations, making them incredibly different from their peers. To put it simply, the brains of spellcasters will become more developed."

"That's it! I thought you were performing some evil ritual just now, offering sacrifices to the devil."

The female elf wiped the sweat off her forehead. She seemed to have collapsed and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

It can be seen that she was really frightened, so much so that she covered her mouth several times and almost vomited out everything she had just eaten.

Although she has hunted many trolls herself, this is definitely the first time she has seen such a horrific death method in her life.

"Sacrifice to the devil? You really have a rich imagination. If it were really a sacrifice to the devil, this basement should be filled with green evil fire and cold shadow energy. By the way, you You haven't introduced yourself yet, why do you suddenly come to my territory?" Alan asked with interest.

He didn't think that the high elf in front of him was full and took great risks to travel all the way through the troll-controlled area and wander around to the humans.

"I am the Sun King - Anastarian Sunstrider and the envoy sent by the Council to contact you humans, and collect information on troll activities along the way."

After a brief breather, the female elf finally chose to reveal her identity.

Because she wasn't sure if she continued to hide, whether the dangerous man in front of her would use the cruel method he used to deal with the troll on her.

"Oh? If you don't mind, can you tell me about the war between you and the Amani trolls in the north?" Allen became interested in an instant.

Calculating time, and the father of the Elf Prince Kael'thas, the fourth monarch of the Sunstrider Dynasty - Anastarian Sunstrider has come to power, and the war between the trolls and the elves is already at the end of the stage. .

In other words, the high elves are currently losing ground, and it won't be long before they send envoys to formally seek help from Thoradin, the emperor of the Arathor Empire.

"Sorry, I did not get the authorization from the Sun King and the Parliament about this war, so I can't say much. I can only tell you that the Amani trolls are more crazy than ever. Compared with the attacks we have endured, The trolls outside the city are nothing."

When saying these words, the female elf had a hint of worry in her tone.

Because she had already wasted two months walking through the northern forest, and she had no idea how far the war was going.

The only thing that is known is that the senior officials of Silvermoon City have repeatedly ordered the troops to retreat. Even the barriers that have protected the high elves for more than four thousand years are now under the witchcraft of the trolls. Out of action.

Allen caught the flash of uneasiness in the other person's eyes, and immediately asked meaningfully: "What's the purpose? What do you want to get when you come to the human kingdom? And what are you willing to pay for it?"

"I have a letter here written by the Sun King, and I hope to hand it over to your human emperor. Can you recommend it to me?"

As she spoke, the female elf took out an envelope with a magic seal from her close-fitting leather armor.

It has to be said that these high elves who were exiled by the night elves have used magic in almost every aspect of their lives.

Just look at the equipment of this ranger and you will know how far Silvermoon City has gone on the road of magic.

Cloaks are magical equipment that allow one to hide in the shadows without being discovered;

Boots are magical equipment that allow your feet to be placed anywhere without making even the slightest sound;

The bow is a magical equipment that can be attached with additional fire damage, especially effective against trolls;

Rings are magical equipment that provide the wearer with additional agility attributes;

The two short daggers are magic equipment that can increase the swing speed of both arms.

While most human nobles are still using blank equipment without any enchantments, the High Elf Kingdom has been able to equip their armies with magic weapons and armor on a large scale...