Elf Continent, Sun Chaser Hills, and Soldiers' Halberd City. The ancient giant who was sleeping in the palace hall slowly opened his eyes, and then turned his gaze in the direction of the Principality of Cambay.
"I planned to sleep for hundreds of years, but I didn't expect that the war with the Realm of Nothingness would start so soon. I don't know how these guys taste, but don't waste it. I will not hesitate to start a plane journey to this dimension.
The plane is the best."
"Then before I leave, I still have to deal with a mouse. You must have heard enough, but there is no need to continue to exist."
The Guge giant yawned as he spoke. Then, he pointed his finger in the air, and the floor tiles in the palace hall shattered, revealing a secret room after a moment.
The space magic circle carved on the surface of the secret room peeled off in turn, and Carol, the leader of the troll clan who was originally hiding inside, was exposed to the afternoon sun.
Looking around, the palace hall is still the same as before, but there is no noise outside the window. The entire Bingji City has long been reduced to a dead zone. All the tribesmen either died in their sleep, or their abdominal cavities were horribly sunken.
Signs of death from blood coagulation at any time.
But whether they were dead or still alive, they all had smiles on their faces. It seemed that they had dreamed of something good and were unwilling to face the sufferings of the real world.
"I have met you, sir. If I remember correctly, this should be the first time we have met."
"Although we have taken action well, the trolls are not cowards, and they will not beg for mercy from an intruder."
"I just hate that I am not strong enough, otherwise you will have to pay a thousand times the price."
Carol, the leader of the troll tribe, saw the light again. It seemed difficult to adapt to the dazzling light for a while. She squinted her eyes and spoke.
Now that the City of Halberds has long since fallen, Astrologer Slan is nowhere to be found, and all the guards fall asleep. However, she did not beg for mercy, choosing to face this uninvited guest as a monarch.
The power of life completely boiled, and strange blood patterns appeared on the surface of Carol's body. The guillotine (two-handed axe) burst out with dazzling light, and then buzzed towards the throne.
This was her last blow. It didn't matter what the outcome was, but she wanted to be worthy of the name of the clan leader. After more than a hundred years, she once again experienced the exhilaration brought by that battle. It seemed that this feeling was more wonderful, at least far better than fighting with other people.
The intrigues between the forces on the other side are much stronger.
Ding! The guillotine (two-handed axe) whizzed towards the ancient giant, but it stopped three meters in front of the opponent, making it difficult to move.
I saw the Guge giant still sitting on the throne, just raising a finger to offset the blow, even looking a little bored from beginning to end.
Pale pink light mist filled the palace hall. After coming into contact with the light mist, Carol slowly closed her eyes. During her last breath, she did not dare to look away from him, lest she expose her last glimmer of hope.
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Although she was unwilling to die like this, she also felt a lot more relaxed. The burden of the past thousand years no longer existed. Carol suddenly felt that the sky outside the window was very blue, but she had not calmed down to watch it for a long time.
On this day, Carol, the leader of the troll tribe, died in his dream, with a smile on his lips from beginning to end. The shame of cutting off the guillotine disappeared with the wind, but the guillotine (two-handed axe) that lost its owner still shone coldly.
The Guge giant stood up and left, appearing to be very gentle, as if he didn't want to wake anyone in Bingji City. He was like a kite with a broken string, drifting towards the ancient continent.
With the departure of the Guge Giant, the strange spiritual energy fluctuations quickly dissipated. However, there were less than two hundred trolls who could still open their eyes.
Without receiving any orders, the still-living trolls began to clean up the City of Weapons and Halberds silently. After all, the living must continue to live, otherwise they will be no different from the dead.
It was a withered arm, and it was a gray-faced old man. After sensing the departure of the Gug giant, the astrologer Slan first spat blood on the Howling Magic Tome (magic weapon), and then used the power of burning life to
In exchange for quick recovery of psychic power.
Without any time to think about it, Silan activated his spiritual power and returned to the palace. However, he, who was always steady, burst into tears when he saw the corpse in the palace.
"Rest in peace, maybe getting lost in a dream is far more beautiful than the real world."
"This is an irresistible disaster that no one can avoid. Don't worry, I will personally protect the little guy from now on. As for returning to the habitat of all beasts... I'll leave it to the next generation to worry about.
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After that, the astrologer Slan actually used the Magical Tome of Wailing (magic weapon) to use a secret technique to strangle the patriarch Carol who was deep in the dream. He died completely, which was perhaps the most ideal result.
The stones were pushed aside randomly, and the secret room was shattered by spells. Perhaps the noise was too violent, and the sleeping girl woke up faintly. Sophia, the daughter of Carol, the leader of the troll clan, a blood-striped troll, a seven-ringed troll
, the peak powerhouse, the holder of the Storm Halberd (halberd).
"Grandpa Silan, you are indeed still alive. That's great! Where is that guy? Was he killed by Grandpa Silan? It must be like this!"
Sophie, who had just woken up, came back to her senses. When she saw that it was Grandpa Slan in front of her, she couldn't hide her joy. After all, as long as the astrologer is still alive, there is no possibility that the troll clan will fall apart.
"Where is mother? Why am I in that secret room and still falling into a dream?"
"I remember...mother..."
Sophia was only halfway through her words when she stopped abruptly because she had already seen the corpse lying not far away, as well as the guillotine (two-handed axe) that her mother had never left her hand.
From despair to confusion, then to joy, and finally fell into great despair. No need for Astrologer Slan to say anything, the patriarch Carol could no longer wake up.
The heartbreaking cries floated out of the palace hall and echoed in every street and alley of Bingjian City. The remaining trolls lowered their heads, as if they had noticed something.
"In the name of the astrologer, from today on, Sophia will succeed as the patriarch!"
"Those who are still able to move should clear out the square and use it as a temporary resting place. Then, burn all the corpses as soon as possible to avoid the breeding of diseases."
"The trolls will never be afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, and our ancestors will never abandon us!"
Silan's voice resounded through the sky, but he was worthy of the name of an astrologer. After that, perhaps because of the departure of the ancient giants, tribesmen began to defect to the Soldiers' Halberd City from all over the Sun-Chasing Hills.
At the funeral, the new patriarch Sophia shed her last tear and promised to lead everyone to move forward. However, she is still immature now, and many important decisions still need to rely on the judgment of her trusted ministers and the astrologer Silan.
However, on the night after the funeral, Astrologer Slan sat blankly in front of the late patriarch Carol's grave and drank until dawn the next day.
After all, he had brought up Carol, and the relationship between the two was more like that of a father and a daughter than a king and a minister. That was the pain of losing a daughter that Slan could never accept. If he didn't have to protect the tribe, he really wanted to leave.
Go and find a remote place in the mountains and old forests to live in seclusion, and stop worrying about any disturbance.
"Don't worry, Sophia is a good child, and she will definitely become as good a monarch as you in the future." At dawn, Astrologer Silan sighed. When he stood up, he turned into the troll in the eyes of the world.
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