Chapter 66: The Altar
"From the observation of the past two days, it seems as if the troll is attacking the bobcat." Sylvanas is also a high-level ranger, so his eyesight level is naturally not a problem.
Sylvanas saw the trolls carrying the bobcats tied up by the five flowers into the green mist, presumably using the bobcats to lure out the animal gods who guarded the bobcats, and it was a tradition of trolls to worship animal gods, and every elf knew these old opponents who had fought for thousands of years.
"Well, General Sylvanas is right, we need to change our previous methods of warfare, from defense to active attack." Patrick agreed, and the smell of the arcane energy on his body overflowed, making the elves present feel refreshed.
Sylvanas looked at Patrick and thought, "The little mage that my sister is hiding in secret is really not bad. ”
"Let's unify our opinions, then." Aurelia is still the conductor and is now taking on the role of commander.
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The final result was still to lead the team, but one thing that Aurelia disagreed with was that Sylvanas also went to the troll camp.
The two female elves are at loggerheads and do not give in to each other, and Aurelia's reason is that the front line needs to be commanded, and Sylvanas has been fighting on the front line for a long time and has rich qualifications. Sylvanas's reasoning was that he had to do his best to destroy the troll's plot this time, and the priesthood of the troll was not trivial, and one more person would be one more guarantee.
The two couldn't convince each other no matter what they said, and finally looked at Patrick together, and the two pairs of eyes seemed to say, "It's up to you to decide." ”
Patrick looked at the two female elves, and had a headache, but still gave his opinion: "The Sebnois that entered this time is the gateway of the Trolls of Zuaman, and there is a thick fog of witchcraft, and one more battle-hardened soldier is beneficial to this battle." ”
Sylvanas looked at Aurelia like a victor, and raised her head like a white swan, Aurelia looked a little displeased, waiting for the rest of the story.
"I suspect that the trolls are stealing the power of those animal gods this time, and judging by the record of the kingdom's war against the trolls, it is entirely possible. Now, the entire Sebnois we have observed is surrounded by super-large-scale energy school spells, according to previous combat records, it is very likely that the divine power of the animal god has interfered with the curvature of space, of course, this is the worst possibility, but we have to think about it, so I think that having General Sylvanas accompany him can have more protection. Patrick wiped his sweat and quickly dragged his thoughts out.
Hearing this, Aurelia put away her displeasure, and instead took it seriously, after all, no one can be sure of this kind of thing, but she can't help but plan for the worst.
After thinking about it for a long time, Aurelia finally agreed to Sylvanas's companionship, after all, she had a heavy responsibility and had to weigh everything.
After everyone arranged their work, Aurelia entered the troll territory with Patrick, who had arrived from Sylvanasca.
In winter, the cold wind swept by, and Patrick no longer disguised his abilities, and began to let the arcane energy maintain the constant temperature and gravitational force field around him, allowing himself to be suspended in the air. The arcane in Patrick's eyes was dancing like flames, and the arcane that overflowed from the spiritual world filled the surroundings, propping up his body and floating in the air, following the team.
The overflowing arcane energy could slowly purify the air full of the smell of hexery, making many rangers' breathing a little more comfortable, and seeing Patrick's body floating, many rangers were dumbfounded, Idonis and Candilis looked at each other, and then felt happy, excited that they had chosen the right teacher.
Aurelia smiled in satisfaction as she felt Patrick's powerful arcane powers.
Sylvanas felt the power of the arcane and thought, "Sister is so lucky. ”
A group of rangers: "This, it's really amazing." ”
Getting closer and closer to Sebnois, the influence of witchcraft on the elves became more and more obvious, arriving at a small village of trolls, scattered and scattered, the trolls inside were nowhere to be found, and the elves checked the items left in the village and found that only food, weapons, etc. were taken away, and the rest of the items were intact.
It seems that all the surrounding trolls have gone to Sebnoy to participate in the sacrifice, carrying only some basic rations and utensils, and a large number of items are still in the house.
Continuing to approach Sebonois, the green mist became thicker and thicker, making people feel very uncomfortable, and the power of the hexery touched the skin, making the skin feel slightly uncomfortable.
As the night rolls down, and the scouts sent by Aurelia find a suitable campsite to prepare for the first night in the troll territory, Patrick opens up his arcane "domain" and tries to create a good environment for his companions.
The next day, the green mist of the troll camp was getting thicker and thicker, and there was a powerful smell of blood, and Patrick felt that the troll's evil sacrifice had begun, and not far away, he could feel the divine power overflowing from there.
Could it be that Zuaman is imbuing the priests with the power of the god Loa? Patrick's heart chuckled, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be the era of the Burning Expedition yet, how could he start preparing for the Zuaman copy?
[I don't even know if you're really stupid or fake? Can you eat to be fat all at once? Malakas's infusion of the power of the god Loa in Zuaman was certainly not done all at once, and it should only be their initial test period for the god Loa. 】
Granny Alan spoke angrily, well, she did have a point.
[You call the grandmother again to take a look.] 】
It seemed that he was indeed angry, and Patrick was honest in an instant.
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The troops continued their way deeper into Sebnoy, encountering trolls along the way, but in bits and pieces, the rangers shot them to death with arrows or cremated by the onslaught of Idonis' flames.
This time, Patrick has been resident in the Temple of the Sun, and the Tower of Sunlight has a new mage to join, and the arrows delivered to the rangers this time have all been carefully enchanted, which is full of lethality to the trolls, and the rangers are not stingy, not sparing a single troll warrior who sees it.
As the troops marched to the periphery of a larger settlement, they could see the mist emitted by the altar in the center of the settlement, and the corpses of the trolls were stacked around it, and in the center was a tall troll in green armor, standing a tightly bound bobcat and a cat-headed troll, with the power of sorcery surging in their hands.
It seems that Allen's prediction was correct, the trolls of Zuaman have been trying to infuse the power of the animal god into the troll's body, and now it seems that the power of the animal god should be instilled in the bobcat god Haraz.