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Chapter 3745 The King of Small Stove

 The sound of limbs breaking, the screams of monsters, and the sound of lake water crashing down with the shock wave of huge waves, all echoed in the dark underground space, and the sound waves were constantly refracted, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

When Su Ming and Carol flew above the lake, they saw Diana alone, surrounded by trolls on three levels, waving the Vulcan sword and killing her, covered in blood.

As for Ratatosk, this cheap squirrel turned back to its true form at some point. He was lying on a small mushroom in the distance, with a small piece of floral cloth spread under him, and was eating pine nuts while holding it in his arms.

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She also crossed her legs, as if on a picnic vacation, admiring the heroic appearance of the female war goddess killing monsters, nodding her head from time to time.

She probably ran ahead, but deliberately let Diana pass her. As a result, the Amazon woman above her ran headlong into the troll camp.

Ratatosk transformed into a red squirrel and took advantage of its small size to hide in the chaos and watch the fun.

Needless to say, this bad squirrel must have done it on purpose. She just likes to watch other people fight.

Deathstroke entered the cave holding the slingshot transformed from the God Killer. Carol was even more bare-handed. Only Diana showed off her Vulcan Sword many times inadvertently.

The squirrel was obsessed with this and wanted to see Diana test the sword with the trolls, and she got her wish through a little plan.

It seems that although Xiao Dai said that "squirrels are also gods" and "we should be wary of her", he was once again being stubborn and did not mean what he said.

She probably also thought squirrels were cute, which is why she fell into the trap of this competition.

"You feel very comfortable. Do you want something to drink?" Su Ming landed next to the little mushroom and reached out to press the squirrel's head: "Let my woman fight, and you can just watch the fun here."

"Aren't you watching here too? I can smell the special scent on her body. Your woman should be an Olympian god. These trolls are no match for her. Yurik himself is not here."

The grinning red squirrel shook its tail, cracked open a pine nut, picked up the nut stained with saliva, and raised it towards Su Ming:

"Here's one for you to eat. Sit down quickly. It's blocking my view."

"You can eat it yourself, but what you said before is half right. These trolls are indeed no match for Diana. However, where is Yurik? He doesn't seem to be with his guards."

Su Ming, who asked again, tilted his head and motioned for Carol to go over and help Diana.

He himself grabbed the squirrel and put it on his shoulder. He didn't forget the small blanket she was laying on, picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth.

The rainbow-colored blanket is probably made of unicorn tail hair, but the pattern on the blanket is a squirrel's smiling face. Ratatosk is really narcissistic.

As for how to tell which trolls are Yurik's personal guards, it is also very simple. They are larger, uglier, and have more bulging bellies than other trolls, which means that their status in the tribe is different.

Primitive ethnic groups like this are often societies where the warrior class is given preferential treatment, so the powerful warriors are of course the king's guards.

But that's it, the troll is rough-skinned and thick-bodied, but it's obviously not enough to stand against the sword carefully crafted by the God of Vulcan.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuah, you almost choked me to death. You stuffed the carpet into my throat!" The red squirrel jumped up, waved its little fist in protest, and turned its head and let out a "hum" sound.

She said she was bullied and didn't want to speak.

But Deathstroke gave her a handful of multi-flavor beans backhand.

Ratatosk immediately stopped being angry. She hid these jelly beans in her crop and answered the question:

"Urik is a king after all. Even when he eats, he only eats on a small stove. Look at the cauldrons these trolls set up on the campfire. They are filled with stones and skulls. If our troll king eats in front of

If you eat meat in front of everyone”

Anyway, the meaning of the squirrel is very simple, that is, Yurick must be nearby, hiding somewhere and eating alone.

It makes sense. If you want to become bigger and stronger, you must monopolize the benefits. This is something engraved in the DNA of all trolls.

Although the troll clan has been oppressed and slaughtered by various other races and is far from the state it was in its heyday, Yurik is still a king after all. He controls the best bridge among the clan and enjoys the best food. This is his

The embodiment of status is also the right that he must control.

"Very good, then leave these trolls to Diana and Carol, and you and I will find Yurik." Su Ming originally wanted to let Strangler find Yurik through smell, but the surrounding area was too smelly.

Its sense of smell was too keen and was actually affected.

The symbiote said the trolls might have individual differences, but they all smelled the same, making it impossible to tell them apart.

You still have to watch the squirrels.

Ratatosk did not disappoint. She squatted on Deathstroke's shoulder, where Bobo used to sit, and raised her tail.

Her furry tail suddenly split into two forks, and then turned like a water stick. After pointing in a direction, she smiled crookedly:

"Over there, there is a hidden cave just a few hundred meters away, and Yurik is hiding there."

She didn't have time to blink, she didn't even have time to grab Deathstroke's armor, and she had already reached the entrance of the cave in a flash of lightning.

The hair on her body was blown to one side, and she looked very funny, but she could only look at the Supreme Mage with eyes like a dead fish.

She knew that this was the result of her pranking Diana. Deathstroke's revenge came quickly and covertly. He was really a cautious man.

Regarding her loveless and lovely look, Su Ming just smiled slightly and didn't explain anything. Instead, she lay directly at the entrance of the cat's ear hole and looked into it.

This cave is like an 'L'-shaped house. There is a fire hidden in the deep corner, so the firelight cannot be seen from the outside.

There was indeed a 'small stove' on the fire. The large pot used by the Troll King Yurik alone was larger than the pots used by tens of thousands of troops outside. It could even be said to be a swimming pool in the eyes of humans.

He himself said he was a troll, but more like a mountain giant. Compared with the average troll's height of three to five meters, his height of twelve meters can be said to be an exaggeration, and the scabs on his body have also condensed into

The rock-like armor, those stones glowed with a faint black light in the firelight.

When Su Ming peeked inside, the other party was also lying in the cave and peeping outside, wanting to see the fighting situation outside, and maybe even want to sneak attack on the two women.

The noise of Diana's actions was loud, and the noise of Carol's use of cosmic energy was also loud. Facing the tens of thousands of trolls who were resting and cooking by the lake, it was impossible for them not to be discovered.

In this way, Deathstroke and the Troll King came to 'love around the corner', and the distance between their faces was even close enough that he could smell a little bit of rock salt on the flesh in the gaps between the Troll's teeth.

"Supreme Mage!"

Although Yurik is a big guy, his reaction speed is much faster than that of ordinary trolls. He can even accurately identify the corresponding person through his uniform.

First there was a loud roar, a hurricane of foul-smelling breath that blew the red squirrel's hard-groomed hair to the other side, and then the oversized mace hit Su Ming on the head.

Su Ming didn't have any mood swings. After all, he wasn't even afraid of a cat hammer, let alone a mace made from branches of the World Tree?

But Ratatosk, whose mood was ruined by the breath and the strong wind on the human shoulder, instantly fell down.


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