The troops began to take on an offensive formation, with one mage preparing area-of-effect manas and another building area-of-area damage-type mana.

The battle is imperative, and the threat of the trolls must be completely dismantled, otherwise it will be difficult to sleep in the Wanderer's dwelling, Darth Visser's Tower, Suron's farm, and other places.

The spiritual world unfolds with Allen's blessing, creating a 3D remote sensing image like a satellite positioning, and every enemy in Patrick's mental range is marked, just like the cutting-edge digital system of later generations.

"Start, attack." Aurelia gave the order.

The arcane converging in Patrick's palm, through the effect of arcane mimicry, the light blue arcane can gradually transform into a blazing bright red, and the mental force field firmly restrains the flames, producing the effect of compressing magic.

The spiritual power locked, and the compressed flame impact flew out, and the Amani Shadow Priest on the opposite side also gathered a cloud of dark green voodoo energy from the carved totem to hedge over.

The flame blast and voodoo energy collided violently, and the collision of these two energies would not simply cancel each other out, and then the two energy balls exploded violently in the air, and the wind caused by the explosion caused the trees to rattle, and even the dark green soil on the ground was blown up, and some maggots were also carried with it.

The rangers used their active body and magic blessings to effectively kill and injure the trolls, and the witch doctors and priests of the trolls were still praying to the animal gods they believed in, and a cloud of green breath floated out and flew towards the Amani berserker, and the green breath surrounded the body of the troll soldiers, as for their wounds.

At the same time, the blessing with divine power makes the troll warriors more bloodthirsty and stronger, and the trolls begin to attack without their lives, and the blessing of divine power is a kind of shelter, and it is also a curse, making people forget everything, only killing.

"Hawksbill, help me keep those troll warriors at bay, I'll kill that troll priest." Patrick gestured to the priest in the troll camp.

With the effect of the priest's sorcery, the body of the troll berserker on standby around him increased by a third, the muscles were bulging, and the last trace of clarity in his eyes disappeared, leaving the thirst for blood and the will to kill.

At the same time, Patrick is also converging arcane arts, compressing a deadly fireblast and giving the trolls a big gift. Another mage who accompanied the army blessed Arcane Radiance and Arcane Blessing to complete, and each comrade's weapon was infused with Arcane Damage.

At this time, the Amani berserk was already a tireless and painless killing machine, and he came straight to where Patrick was, and the intention of the troll priest on the opposite side was also obvious, giving priority to getting rid of the spellcaster.

The troll soldiers on the periphery began to lose ground, but the troll priests still had no intention of retreating, and were unwilling to give up their plans to attack the Far Wanderer camp? Or is there something else going on?

Patrick's Flame Burst flew out and locked onto the troll's Shadow Priest. The corners of Patrick's mouth rose, and the mental power model cast the spell, which looked no different from the regular casting, but its spell model was built in the spiritual world, and the target was locked by mental power, and this inflamed explosion technique was absolutely necessary.

The Flame Blaster exploded, but it was blocked by a layer of green enchantment outside the Troll Priest, and it seemed that the Troll Priest was protected by their animal god, so he had nothing to fear.

Patrick was about to condense another fire blast spell immediately, but it didn't feel right, and he sensed that a large number of trolls were approaching around him, and a large number of voodoo curses were being generated.

"No, there is another Divine Protector, Chief Zumalosh of Sebwasa." Use magic to send a voice to Aurelia. Voodoo can interfere with reality through the divine power of animal gods, similar to the school of change in magic, modifying and redefining the rules of other objects.

[It can be determined that it is Chief Zumalosh of Sebwasa, it is recommended to retreat while fighting, your magic power is about to be exhausted, even if I supply you with arcane energy, you will faint due to mental power overdraft.] Alan suggested.

"Hahaha, for the sake of our new guests, hurry up and get the altar ready." In the distance, the sound of Chief Zumalosh laughing.

A large number of trolls appeared outside the forest, surrounding Aurelia's team, forming a two-sided attack with the troll priests, and the situation was very unfavorable for Patrick and them.

In the spirit world, the figures of the trolls appeared and locked one by one, and the number of trolls was determined, 820 troll soldiers, 7 spellcasters, and Chief Zumarosh himself, all of them were there. The disparity in strength made Aurelia's team almost despair.

"Lord Aurelia, troll reinforcements have arrived, what should we do?" Hawksbill asked Aurelia.

"Now go all out to break through and open a way. You can't disrupt the troll's plot, but at least bring this information back. ”

The tide of the battle was turned around in an instant, and Patrick panicked, facing the war for the first time, and for the first time he saw a teammate fall at his feet with a spear in his body, and he also splashed his own blood. The corpse at the foot of the kick looked to the left and right, and the dead elf next to him had a spear stuck in his right arm and chest.

A bloody battle between elves and trolls broke out in an instant, both accidental and inevitable! The trolls have set up such a big game that they can complete their deployment regardless of whether the elves enter the Forest of Life or not, which can be described as well-intentioned.

In an instant, the sound of killing shook the sky, countless flying axes, spears, and witchcraft flew in, and the trolls occupied a numerical advantage, further encircling the High Elf troops, in an attempt to completely annihilate the High Elf troops.

"Aurelia, let everyone drop the load, bring only weapons and rations, gather together, and find the right direction to kill." At the critical moment, Patrick couldn't care about the etiquette of so many elves, and shouted directly to Aurelia.

"Huh? Do you want to break through? ”

All the elves sensed that the arcane was converging on Patrick, and all the arcane energy in the air was almost depleted.

"Allen, reserve all your mana for me, and do your best to output energy to the Arcane Mass Point." Patrick had no choice but to begin preparing for the unfinished magic.

[That's what you're going to use now?] This kind of magic, which is not yet fully completed, has a great effect on the spirit. 】

"If you can't leave alive, there's no future."

【…… All right! 】

Alan continuously supplied Patrick with the energy she absorbed, and Patrick only extracted a little after Allen absorbed it, because he was afraid of being addicted, Patrick had never dared to let go of his spirit and absorb the energy of the sunwell at will.

Allen's mana reserve instantly filled Patrick's mana, and at the same time, absorbing the arcane energy in the surrounding air, an arcane ball formed in his hand.

This magic is inspired by a favorite anime from a previous life, a sealing technique used by a ninja who is capable of inflicting shocking and damaging effects on enemies. Patrick had planned to perfect the magic, but he had to use it this time.