"The iron ring on the broken tooth buzzed, broken spear fragments were scattered on the ground, broken armor, blood stains, the moon walked with dark clouds, ancestral spirits were vaguely visible, astrology!"
Si Lan, the financial officer of the Trolls, a peak powerhouse, an astrologer, and the holder of the Howling Magical Artifact. Accompanied by the obscure and awkward chanting of mantras, the Wailing Magical Artifact erupted.
There was a burst of weird spiritual energy fluctuations.
It was a vague spear, but the shape of the spear was very strange, giving people a top-heavy feeling. As time passed by, the ancient orc language on the surface of the spear began to peel off, and finally it turned out to be
It broke apart, as if the spear body could no longer bear the weight.
"Do you understand? This is what I call the 'evil image'. You need to study more in the future. After all, the foundation of our troll clan's survival is astrology, even if you are not a psychic."
"Over the years, I have had fortune-telling every once in a while. Although I don't want to believe it, the facts are right in front of me, and I cannot allow myself to continue to take chances."
"The patriarch will definitely suffer another disaster one day in the future. To be precise, he will die in that disaster. It is inevitable and irresistible. Everything is the decision of the ancestors."
Astrologer Silan closed the Howling Magic Tome (magic weapon) and said this immediately. There was no joy or sorrow in his tone. After all, he already knew that this would be the result. Instead of falling into despair, he should have made plans in advance. p>
Although the Trolls have long since left the Golden Plains, the bloody spirit in their bones has never diminished. After all, the tribe will continue to reproduce without anyone. The only difference is that the change of tribe leader will always be accompanied by a long period of time.
Times of chaos.
Therefore, in recent years, Astrologer Slan has begun to secretly control the new generation of troll warriors in his own hands to prevent some young people from rising up one day in the future.
The seven-ringed troll Camus, who is most likely to reach beyond his peak, has been killed in the Third Holy War. Now the clan leader is also facing disaster. It can be said that looking at the entire clan, Astrologer Slan seems to be a bit of a monopoly. But he doesn't care about the outside world's suspicion of him. After all, he always stands by the clan leader and treats the other party as his own. Moreover, he doesn't have the energy to deal with those miscellaneous things now. Only by cultivating the little guy in front of him well can he be worthy of it.
The name of one’s own astrologer.
"Grandpa Silan, is there really no way to save it? You are the smartest, just think about it again, no matter what price our trolls pay for this!"
"I don't want to lose my mother, and I have no interest in becoming a clan leader. Haven't we already chosen to live a good life in the Sun-Chasing Hills? Then can we ask for help from the Shimmering Forest? After all, those pure-blooded elves are best at natural spells."<
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Sophia, the daughter of Carol, the leader of the troll tribe, a blood-striped troll, a seven-ringed troll, a peak powerhouse, and the holder of the Storm Halberd (halberd).
Although Sophia has reached her peak, and although she is no longer the ignorant girl she once was, she is still very innocent, like a child who only follows adults.
But in terms of combat power, she is now a terrifying existence second only to the patriarch Carol and the astrologer Slan. But in other words, in addition to being powerful, she is too immature. As long as she is not qualified to take over the leadership of the patriarch
Bit.
This is also the biggest reason why Astrologer Slan keeps her by his side. You must know that Suovia will one day become the leader of a new generation of trolls, and before that, she must at least learn what "unpredictability of people's hearts" means.
, or that the world is far from as beautiful as she seems.
"Some words can be said, but some words can only be buried deep in the heart. I have said this truth many times. Misfortune comes from the mouth. You should be more cautious in the future."
"If I had my way, I wouldn't just watch the patriarch fall. But the problem now is, who can accurately sense the disaster in the future, or that I can't do anything."
"As for asking the Shimmering Forest for help, that would be too ridiculous. Although the other party has an offensive and defensive alliance agreement with our troll clan, that is just an excuse. If we show our weakness, it will cause irreparable disaster to the clan after all.
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"Listen carefully, you are the only one who is most reliable. No matter how close you are to someone, or even the clan leader or me, you can't completely trust me. Didn't I have the evil intention to kill you and become the leader of the new generation of clan? I
If you don’t tell, how can you know?”
"People's hearts are separated from each other. Only when you are always in an invincible position can you examine the external situation. What you should do most now is not to worry about the problems of the patriarch, but to thoroughly apply what I teach and become
Be smarter."
Silan responded like this, and then waved his hand, which was the end of today's class. Seeing this, Sophia had no choice but to say goodbye and leave. She couldn't understand the truth, and she didn't want to become an insidious person.
But for the sake of the clan, she had to work hard to transform herself into another person. Then, a figure appeared out of thin air in the main village hall, but it was Carol, the leader of the troll clan who had been secretly monitoring the two from beginning to end.<
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"It's not quite good. It seems there is something wrong with our teaching methods. Otherwise, how could a peak expert be as naive as an idiot?"
"Your task from now on is to carefully train Sophia. As for those who intend to rebel, leave it to me to deal with them."
"After all, after losing my fangs, my life will stop here. Coupled with the 'evil image' shown in astrology, we should fully support the new generation of troll clan leaders."
"Also, this matter must not be leaked to Shimmer Forest. I always feel that those pure-blood elves are too hypocritical. They appear to be elegant on the surface, but in fact they are just fagots. They cannot take advantage of our internal chaos to attack us in one fell swoop.
Chasing the hills."
The leader of the troll clan, Carol, sat on the throne and said this. Perhaps because of the loss of two fangs, Carol seems a bit low-key now, at least not as confident as before.
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But even so, Carol is, after all, a well-known peak powerhouse, and a monarch with a mind far beyond ordinary people. Therefore, as long as she survives for one day, the troll clan will not fall apart, let alone civil strife. However, Carol also trusted the astrologer, otherwise she would never have interfered with Sophia's growth trajectory. This is also the tragedy of the disadvantaged group, which often seems too powerless when faced with major decisions.
"Then I leave everything to you, the Patriarch. Those guys with hidden evil intentions must not be left here. No matter how unbearable they are, they must be eradicated as soon as possible."
"But in my opinion, this is fine. It should be used to test the loyalty of the tribesmen. This group of ungrateful guys have never thought about the consequences of turning their backs on their ancestors."
Astrologer Silan bowed and saluted after hearing this, and then a murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He was very disgusted with the questioning tone of the tribe. After all, after the third holy war, the troll tribe's vitality was greatly damaged, so how could they continue to endure internal strife?
chaos.
Fortunately, the clan leader resisted the pressure after losing two fangs, otherwise no matter how powerful Slan was, he would not be able to support the clan to continue on its journey.
Sunlight poured into the main stronghold hall through the windows. Carol, the leader of the troll tribe, remained silent, but subconsciously rubbed the roots of his two broken horns.
The astrologer Slan has already appeared in the deepest part of the prison. Along with wailing and begging for mercy, he began to personally execute some of his own people.
As for Sovia, she was sitting in the room reading an ancient book. Although those obscure sentences made her drowsy, she persisted, just to live up to her mother Carol and Grandpa Slan.