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The roar rushed along the passage into the cave, the echo was shocking, and the liver was cracked.

The low-back roar has not yet dissipated, and a series of anger roars from the depths of the lair, with an overwhelming aura, like a thousand troops fighting.

Jonas only felt a bad wind rushing towards him, murmured some words, secretly stayed away from the cave, and watched from a distance with the pack of wolves.

The Brighton boy looked at these cowering ice wolves in amazement. Why is your boss about to fight and slip faster than me?

That's the case, Lu Zhengkang immediately turned the corner, his eyes never shifted a point, and he did not consider reinforcement and retreat in the slightest.

The Troll's Nest is a terrifying and evil place in this area, where countless hunters, villagers, and tourists have been swallowed by cold slaughter.

Lu Zhengkang walked into the cave step by step. On the downward slope, the sun was shining slightly through the top of the head and the ice on both sides. The road was bluish, and the snow masses were spreading on the ground continuously, shaped by the endless wind. Up here.

The chewed human skull and sternum were half exposed in the deep snow, and the continuous roar of the ears kept approaching. After a corner of this cramped walkway, a mature snow troll raised his arms and had three evil eyes. Eyes locked on the attacking provocateur.

Lu Zhengkang was silent-charge!

Beasts are immoral, and trolls are mostly solitary creatures, and even if they live in groups, they will not give up their malice towards their kind.

The troll man is an outsider, who is the first to provoke, and the snow troll can only kill him.

Lu Zhengkang stepped back slightly to let Kai violently tore, a shield was thrown on the face of the opposite troll, taking advantage of its backward effort, took off, volleyed the tip of the sword into its throat, and the blade went down all the way. Pierced into the chest.

The troll was not dead yet, but the sense of suffocation and severe pain taught it to go mad and began to swing its claws randomly. Lu Zhengkang didn't care if his long sword was still on his opponent, but just pulled back.

Three more trolls came one after another. Due to the narrow passage, they couldn't move forward and roared behind.

Lu Zhengkang watched them spread their teeth and danced their claws, and certain memories flashed...heavy breathing, the hunter's scream, the hiss of arrows in the dark—like a whistle.

He shook his head to disperse the illusion. The troll in front of him grasped the hilt of his throat and was pulling it out a little bit. The pain caused its three black eyes to turn red.

Lu Zhengkang rushed forward, and the troll flinched in panic. Death is indeed the most popular fear, anger will counteract fear, but pain—pain is the spicy appetizer of death, and it can flush every gulf in his mind completely black and translucent. ——It is the color of fear.

The troll man's flexible claws pierced the beast's eyeballs, and the other side wailed and fell to the ground. The three trolls behind them screamed viciously and rushed over.

Lu Zhengkang repeated the old tricks, the opponent rushed forward, retreated, and the opponent waved his claws to meet him to make wounds.

Trolls understand trolls, and Lu Zhengkang understands their hunting skills.

However, the biggest reliance of the trolls is their own resilience. Lu Zhengkang knocked down one, and one rose on the ground. The slap wound could heal in a moment, and they were still alive after recovery.

Lu Zhengkang quickly realized that it was the magic energy that promoted the effectiveness of the blood of the trolls. The magic energy filled every corner. It was not only available under the light. When dealing with the trolls, it was also against the strength of the race and the power of the world. .

Lu Zhengkang suspected that his mother didn't kill the troll, but temporarily lost his mobility.Had it not been for the mother to sacrifice the flesh and blood of the troll to the demon god, that beast would stand up again.

According to common sense, the only thing that can interrupt the recovery of the troll is flame.

Lu Zhengkang grinned and tore off their heads little by little.

It doesn't matter if there is no flame, just cut off the head!

Chapter 208 The Blood Magic of the Troll

With four heads, neat and tidy, Lu Zhengkang twisted his neck, this time, he made a clicking sound-he was very satisfied!

Go deeper.

Passing through the tunnel is a vast hollow, and the surrounding is no longer an ice wall, but a rock. It seems to be a hollowed out mountain belly, with a breach in the top of the cave, and strong light penetrates.

"Mr. Troll!" Jonas sneaked in, trying to hide whenever there was a bulge on the wall, shrinking his head like a monkey.

Lu Zhengkang kicked the head of the troll under his feet like a ball. The boy looked at the evil skull rolling to his feet. The spine was still connected. He looked like a fallen top. He looked down for a long time, and then also Start playing it as a ball.

Lu Zhengkang smiled, and the brat was really good.

"You killed them all? You are really amazing!" Jonas watched the blood dripping from the silver hair of the troll in front of him, and he couldn't help exclaiming as he was spotless in the end.

Lu Zhengkang turned his head and looked around, this familiar environment.

There are a total of three such cavities, the largest one inhabits two trolls, the other two inhabit one each.

After so many years, there were originally ten trolls here-if the dream last night was not wrong.

unimportant.

[Task: Explore the surroundings]

Task One (Completed): Explore the human activity point in the mountain pass of the western tundra.

Task two (unfinished): Explore the ancient ruins in the southeast of the tundra.

Task Three (Completed): Explore the Troll Cave on the coast.

There are human and animal bones everywhere here, but they are all accumulated over the years.

There is also a strange place. A headless male skeleton is inserted in the top of the cave on a pile of bones, and a epee is poured not far from the ground (here is one of the game eggs, commemorating Star Wars) .

Lu Zhengkang also vaguely remembered that this strange skeleton had a certain symbolic meaning, but the memories of the past would be difficult to recall without going deep.

There was nothing interesting in the cave, the wind was blowing and it was terribly cold, and the relics of the deceased were also damaged and weathered. After collecting for a long time, they only found a pile of currency and a giant axe.

Lu Zhengkang lifted the giant axe and waved it a few times, and was quite satisfied. He threw the sword and shield to Jonas on the spot, and left the cave with the rusty broad axe.

Alas, on a good day, Lu Zhengkang vaguely heard a troll roar, like sadness and joy.

Returning to the rest of the wolf pack, the unreliable pack of ice wolves followed the leader, living like a pack of dogs.

In winter, the days are short, and after the sun has slowly fallen to Chongshan in the west, Lu Zhengkang sighed and returned to the house with a sigh of firewood.

There is enough food, which has been counted repeatedly.

Then Lu Zhengkang paused for a while, except for going back and forth to the fishing pit, that is, practicing swords and meditation.

The kid Jonas learned very seriously, but his personality was too lively. Although Wudang Danjian was a pure Yang skill, he was calm and calm, and his good moves were played like a monkey play. Lu Zhengkang shook his head.

Forget it, pick another swordsmanship.

Jonas has a cruel and cunning temperament, agile and combative, this is indeed the case for a boy of this age who knows no height.Learning a fast sword is the best.

Jieqing fast sword.

The moves are concise, the pace is changeable and intricate, playing fast and slow, and specializing in weak points. It is a good martial arts that people who are familiar with can beat the strong with the weak.

Jonas really liked the Jieqing Quick Sword better, watching the trolls look like ghosts on the snow and the sword like ghosts attacking their lives, the momentum is really amazing.As he watched, he applauded.

But when he really started to learn, the Brighton kid immediately missed the Wudang Pill Sword.

He was too impatient when practicing, and he walked too fast, and he often tripped and was embarrassed.