The blazing sun continued to bake the earth, and the beasts lay lazily in the shade of the trees, with no intention of moving around. The three of them finally climbed over the rugged mountains and entered the territory of the trolls.<
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The Trolls, tracing back to their origins, were originally a branch of the Orcs, but now they live in the Elf Continent and have become vassals of the pure-blood elves.
That is a history intertwined with blood and tears. It is a barb in the heart of every troll clan, and it is a past event that they absolutely do not want to mention again.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Trolls lived in the habitat of all beasts and thrived by the Iron Bow River. The bells of the Gaia Temple were their only belief, and the noise of the Thundering Depression was as scheduled at midnight. The River of Ancestors was still there.
Full of sadness, the Cross Mountains are rich in products.
Although they are born with sharp teeth, although they have a violent and fierce personality, although the boys are naked, and although they rarely eat meat for a week, the troll warriors still obey the old beast king and continue to prove themselves through blood.
Tribal loyalty.
But the astrologer (the most powerful person in the troll tribe's magic power, who will be mentioned again later) frowned and sighed one day. He then came to the tribe leader's camp and slowly opened his palms.
There are cracks on the surface of the turtle shell, the tentacles of the starfish are cracked, the small black wood stick is split into two, and the dragon crystal that should originally fluoresce is dim and lifeless. Understanding the stars is the greatest ability of astrologers, and it is also the greatest ability of the trolls.
What I rely on to survive to this day.
The clan leader's eyes flashed fiercely when he saw this. He was very sure of the predictions of his astrologers, and at the same time he was also curious about who was responsible for the troll clan's disaster. As a seven-ringed troll with the supreme status, he would never allow the clan to be destroyed. However, before the two could decide which one to choose, the light of dawn lit up the entire habitat of all animals. The horizon was filled with smoke, and the blood-red ax flag fluttered in the wind.
When the troll women who were making rice saw this, instead of showing any fear, they began to clean the wooden plates, as if they were preparing food for each other. The troll children talked to themselves in twos and threes, and some boldly even shouted to each other.
Ran over.
The warriors of the Temple of Gaia are the pride of the orcs, and they are the beings that the trolls look up to. But the sunlight reflected by a steel knife is always cold and slightly cold.
Oh! This diseased steel knife instantly pierced the chest of a troll child, and the blood instantly met at the tip of the knife, and then dripped down.
Differences, doubts, and dead silence. All the trolls stopped their actions one after another, and stood frozen in place with blank faces. The warriors of the Temple of Gaia actually killed the trolls? Could it be that they haven't woken up yet?
Upon seeing this, the leader of the Seven-ringed Trolls roared angrily, and immediately signaled the tribesmen to start gathering. A moment later, tens of thousands of trolls retreated towards the River of Ancestors, and they still don't understand why the other party acted like this.
As time passed day by day, the entire troll clan crossed the Cross Mountains, crossed the Anvil Plains, passed by the Furnace City, and finally arrived at Pirate Bay. However, during the entire process, the Dwarf King did not stop him.
But it’s not like I gave out even a piece of black bread.
The god of death in the Temple of Gaia was getting closer and closer, and countless old trolls stopped and chose to fight with their dying lives. Countless troll women and children were killed in the wilderness, and most of them were still alive.
One second ago, even those children were holding their beloved toys in their hands.
The towering ancient trees fell, and the thick hemp rope only provided an almost impossible possibility. The astrologer finally sacrificed his life and prayed to the gods that the trolls could escape. There was no time to soak in salt water, no time
When I went to pack my things, the waves surged and swayed the giant trees into the distance. However, most of the trolls were buried in the Cold Halberd Sea on the way.
There was only one leader of the Seven-ringed Troll Clan left in the mangrove, and his originally smooth fangs had been broken into half, and even the left one had torn off a lot of skin.
The spear continued to emit fluorescence, and the fierce light passed through the blood and tears, and was fixed on the old friend who had known him for many years. Now that he had gotten what he wanted, he just wanted to ask the other party why the Beast King wanted to kill the troll.
The clan was driven out and exterminated.
But the other party didn't seem to interrupt the idea of explaining. The powerful seven-ringed troll ended up with his head missing and was eventually buried on the beach.
Having not eaten or closed his eyes for a whole half month, the Beast King silently looked at the Cold Halberd Sea, with a trace of unbearability in his eyes...
The cold sea water, the salty smell, the seagulls constantly noisy overhead, and the looming tidal flats in the distance are like the embrace of the gods. Five days later, the trolls stepped into the Elf Continent one after another, but now they have already lost most of their clansmen, and the rest
Only two thousand.
The beautiful woman, the arrogant middle-aged man, the gorgeous food that he had never seen before, and the three-arrow flag. The pure-blood elves finally accepted these victims and even allocated a third of them to them.
Land.
All the trolls knelt on their knees. They could only express their feelings by swearing on the lives of themselves and their descendants. From that day on, the trolls officially left the Golden Plains and became vassals of the pure-blood elves. p>
"It's really a tragic past, but if it were Rikka, she would definitely choose to enter the Temple of Gaia and crush the heads of those losers."
The story ended abruptly, and was replaced by the judgment of the little girl Rikka. But as a naturally strong person, she would not really understand the helplessness and despair.
"You can't say that kind of thing here, be careful of those trolls kidnapping Liuhua. Everyone has their own experience, and every species has its own story. If you don't like it, then choose to ignore it, but you absolutely can't
Make sarcastic remarks, or even make judgments based on subjective assumptions."
Christine raised her hand and knocked Rikka's little head, and then said with a smile. As a mixed elf, although she has no affection for the trolls, the experiences they have experienced cannot be blasphemed.<
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"This is probably the situation of the trolls, Rikka is different..."
However, Boom, who was planning to give some instructions, found out that Rikka had already run towards the Battle City not far away, while Christine did not stop her, acting like she had "nothing to do with me".
The dry climate of the Sun-Chasing Hills is miserable, and the scorching sun and sandstorms echo each other, but it can't stop the three of Boom. The war spear flags are hunting, and although their craftsmanship is not as exquisite as that of the Shimmering Forest, it is still
This also adds a sense of roughness and boldness.
There are no so-called city guards to guard you, no sideways glances with curious eyes, and no miscellaneous etiquette and rules like elves.
But the moment Boom stepped into the City of Halberds, he felt that it was like another black market in the King of Ogu, but the scale was several times larger.
"Although most of the trolls are simple in nature, there are also some with delicate minds. Therefore, we still have to be careful, and it is best not to provoke those troll warriors with iron rings on their fangs." Christine and Bu
Mu walked side by side and said with a smile.
"You'd better tell these words to Rikka, she is the troublemaker among us." Boom nodded after hearing this, and then when he saw Rikka running around, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.