Chapter 214 Trolls like infrastructure, and Lanlan

Author: Panda's Big Wooden House

Chapter 214 Trolls like infrastructure, and Lanlan

Faced with Lann's problem, the old witch hunter said it very tactfully, but the meaning of "the apprentices trained by the Wolf Sect will not be able to deceive even the trolls" is already very obvious.

Then Visemill thought for a while and added: "There are many apprentices who have been smashed to pieces, which is not a big deal."

In this way, Lanen knew it and everything was easy to deal with without hatred.

The three-headed trolls are still clamoring.

Lane patted Lambert on the shoulder and pressed his murderous intention, stepped forward and said, "No need to kill them, I have other uses."

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Trolls are a race that is quite happy.

There was a legend in ancient times that trolls were born from the earth and their bodies were made of rocks. People believed that trolls hated sunlight and only moved at night because sunlight would turn them into inanimate stones.

However, after research, it was found that this was just a "legend". Later people learned that trolls are also creatures made of flesh and blood, but their skin composition is relatively "natural".

Later, there was a legend that trolls were degenerate giants - because their size was larger than humans, and their equally unpretentious abilities: power and defense.

An adult troll can reach about 2.5 meters, and can easily lift wooden stakes and even rocks larger than themselves. The fists are heavier than hammers and the flesh is stronger than the shield.

The most interesting thing about trolls is that they can be socialized by humans. It is said that in some villages and rivers, there are often trolls who build bridges and live under bridge holes to charge tolls from passers-by. Now many villages and towns will specially invite trolls to build bridges - compared to asking special craftsmen to build and maintain bridges, the amount of road purchase money collected by trolls under the bridge is much more economical.

In addition to the bridge-master trolls, there have been soldiers trolls, boxing champion trolls, and blacksmith trolls among the people. They have low IQs, but they are particularly capable in some areas where they use their strength, and are loyal and honest.

There was a trend of raising trolls to guard the treasure houses at one time. After all, guards do not require IQ, and trolls are so stupid that they cannot even have the idea of ​​"betraying their employers". Their rewards are nothing more than food and wine. At most, they will chat and sing with them occasionally.

Of course, any race must be seen from both sides. Just as there are "crazy cats" and "knight-like griffins" in the witch hunter, there are also honest guards and cannibal monsters in the trolls.

In general, this is a powerful, dangerous, but powerful creature that can be won over through small means. Their force to charge and the talent of Lezhong's infrastructure are all what Lanen wants to obtain.

It was that Lann asked in advance whether the trolls such as Visemir were the kind of ogres who were human flesh-loving, and only planned to take action after receiving a negative answer.

The other witch hunters hugged their arms to watch Lann's performance. Resor moved his fingers slightly, ready to wait for Lann to take action when he was in trouble.

The Snake Sect is good at poison, while the trolls are weak. The trolls have extremely fast metabolism, accompanied by extremely strong regeneration ability. Therefore, such a body will use extremely fast blood flow to spread the poison that enters the body to every blood vessel and "death" in a flash.

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"Troll, the witch hunter is disobedient." Seeing that Lan An and his group were motionless, the troll who had hammered the leader had hit the head again and smashed a stone on the other party's head.

The beaten troll leader scratched his head, as if he had sent the anger of being beaten on the witch hunter: "The troll does not go to the castle, don't have beautiful stones. The witch hunter does not come to the troll's territory. Go quickly and return to the castle!"

Listening to these trolls, it seems that the witch hunter and the troll have reached an agreement that does not interfere with each other.

The Wolf Sect Witchhunter looked at each other a few times, then confirmed the target and turned his attention to Visemir.

"Don't look at me." Weissemil curled his lips, "at least I haven't heard of anything like that in the years I've been in Kelmohan."

"Is it possible?" Geralt guessed, "It was a certain apprentice who used a speech to complete the trial. Then these trolls thought they had signed an agreement with the entire wolf sect?"

Wisermill, this is really unsure.

On the other side, Lanen estimated the distance between himself and the trolls. His magic power has not recovered much yet, and it is a bit difficult to achieve such a long distance.

So he opened his arms and hugged to show his friendship, and he also had the intention of teasing these fools a little.

Lane shouted as he approached the trolls, "But the trolls, the witch hunters came from the Ring of Elements, we were about to return to the castle. Since you want us to return to the castle, why are you still blocking our way?"

After hearing Lann's words, the three-headed trolls were stunned at the same time.

"Troll, the witch hunter said he was going back to the castle." The troll who punched the leader seemed confused by Lane's words.

"Great thumbs, stupid!" The leader troll raised his arm and seemed to want to punch back, but then he put it down as if he had a muscle memory.

"The witch hunter comes from the castle and goes to the ring of elements." The troll leader was full of confidence and pointed to the direction of the ring of elements. "The witch hunter comes from where it is the castle."

"There is the elemental ring there." The leader troll pointed at the direction of Kelmohan Castle again, revealing an expression of seeing through everything, "The witch hunter, say one thing, do one thing!"

The troll, known as "Gianmama", was immediately convinced. He turned his hand with only three fingers and agreed: "Occasionally there is a third set!"

Seeing this scene, Lane twitched the corner of his mouth. He suddenly understood why the Wolf School apprentices could die in the face of these trolls.

Judging from the conversation between the two trolls just now, the name of the leader troll is "Troll Demon", and the troll who repeatedly hammers it is called "Good Moma". It is a very simple and unpretentious name.

"No, troll, giant slut." The troll who had not spoken suddenly said, "The witch hunter is indeed coming from the elemental ring and heading towards the castle, with the direction of the right!"

This troll has never spoken since, but it seems to be the most intelligent one among the three demon groups - at least it has memories. The other two trolls also agree with what it said and immediately fell into a vicious circle of self-doubt.

"The witch hunter comes from the elemental ring? Why?"

Lane figured out the distance between him and the trolls, walked a few more steps forward, and answered the troll's question: "Because we just came out of the old spearhead's cave in the morning. Are there any road blocking here at that time? Where have you been?"

However, as soon as Lane said this, the three-headed trolls on the hillside became panicked when they heard the word "old spearhead". For a moment, they forgot to continue to swear their sovereignty over the territory to the witch hunters.

The old spearhead has always been the top predator in the Blue Mountains. Even if the trolls face it, it would be a punch. Fortunately, the trolls are particularly sensitive to the vibrations of the ground and rocks. Therefore, in the past, as long as they hear the footsteps of the Cyclops, they would immediately take a detour and stay in peace for hundreds of years.

The noise caused by the witch hunter against the old spearhead today really scared these trolls. The shocking explosion and series of roars and screams made them hide without even having to worry about their territory. It was because of this that when Lanen and his group passed by for the first time, they did not encounter the troll's blockade.

At this time, when Lanen, who was quick-minded, could basically guess at the reaction of the trolls. While the trolls were panicking, he continued to narrow the distance with them, which was enough for him to activate his skills to thrust his face.

【Flash】

Lan's body disappeared from a jade-colored light spot, and then a golden light flashed behind the three-headed trolls, revealing his smiling figure.

The three-headed trolls were shaken by their eyes and almost jumped up in fear. Looking at the trolls who were rubbing out stones like magic, Lane was not panicked at all.

He turned his left hand and suddenly there was a huge head above the open space in front of him that was higher than his waist and abdomen. It was covered with burning, knife marks, and erosion of poisons. It was a single-eyed eye that was bigger than the entire face of the troll, and was full of anger and reluctance.

It was the head of the old spearhead who was chopped off by Lane before.

The huge one-eyed person, even though he was dead, still exuded a terrifying aura. The stones in the hands of the three-headed trolls fell down on the spot. They screamed loudly and retreated, and directly stepped on the air and rolled down from the hillside.

The golden light flashed again, and the troll who was rolling on the ground was still dead when he opened his eyes. The three-headed trolls almost hugged each other and curled up and retreated repeatedly, and soon put their backs on the rock wall and retreated without any further.

"Troll, Troll, the old spearhead is dead." The troll named Giant Mama hid behind the Troll, trembling constantly.

"The witch hunter hunts monsters, and the trolls are also monsters. The trolls are going to hunt trolls." The trolls closed their eyes in fear, but blocked the two companions behind them. "The old spearheads have been killed, and the trolls are going to be killed."

Seeing the reaction of the three-headed trolls, even Lan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The old spear is really useful.

I was almost scared, and I could say that I was doing it seriously.

"Oh, Troll, what are you talking about?" Lane suddenly laughed, "I heard that the old spearhead always bullies you, so I brought people to hunt the old spearhead. How could I use a sword against you? Now you are safe, and there is no other thing in this area to bully you."

As he said that, Lane slapped the old spearhead's head with his left hand and took the terrifying prop back to [Inventory]. Without the shock of his head, the three-headed trolls had the courage to open their eyes slightly. After hearing Lane's words, he repeated in disbelief.

"Demon Hunter, kill the old spearhead, so that the troll demon will not be bullied?" It seems difficult for the troll demon to understand the meaning of this sentence, "Demon Hunter, good man?"

The giant mama was also incredible. It secretly glanced at Lanen and said, "No, the witch hunter, say one thing, do another, occasionally..."

The third troll suddenly interrupted. It was the only one in the troll team with analytical ability: "But without the old spearhead, there is really nothing to bully the troll!"

This sentence makes a lot of sense. The troll demon became happy in an instant when he heard the words. The previous suspicion disappeared for a moment: "There is nothing to bully the troll demon, demon hunter, good man!"

This series of violent emotional changes was too abrupt. Even though Lan En was mentally prepared, she was choked at this moment.

Could it be...too easy?

"Demon Hunter, good man!" The troll suddenly reached out and slapped at Lane.

This is a way for trolls to express their friendship, but it is really a burden that Lane can't bear at this moment.

He quickly brushed himself with a layer of [Qunen Seal], and was hit with the effect of [Explosive Shield] on the spot. The three-headed trolls were knocked back by the shock wave several steps with him centered on him, and were shocked and confused.

"Demon Hunter, strong!" The troll demon had never seen the method of the witch hunter, or even if it had seen it, it probably couldn't remember it. It thought it had indeed hit Lanen just now, and at this moment it was amazed at Lanen's physical strength and even gave a thumbs up.

Lane wiped the cold sweat, forced a smile, and continued, "Troll, you see, I have killed the old spearhead for you, we are friends, right? But as friends, I think it's not enough to just clean up the old spearhead for you, I want to continue to help you."

The trolls widened their eyes in surprise: "Demon Hunter, continue to help?"

Lane said gently, "It may be you who helped me. You have been living in the mountains, with only stones - of course, stones are beautiful things. But I have a place with more stones, a place with countless stones, and I need to build these stones and wood into bridges, houses, walls, and even castles."

The troll's eyes became bigger: "Number of stones? Bridges? Houses? Castles?"

In a trance, the infrastructure soul seemed to be awakened in the troll's body.

The troll and the troll outside the troll suddenly began to think and said in confusion: "But there are many stones here too."

Lann answered confidently: "There are more stones there, and there is wine!"

"Wine?!" *3

Lann turned his left hand and took out a bottle of vodka this time. He opened the bottle stopper and the tempting fragrance immediately filled the air, causing the noses of the three-headed trolls to sway.

He turned his hand and stuffed the wine bottle into the troll's hand that was almost out of control. Lane turned his left hand again and stuffed the three trolls, one of them and one of them.

For a moment, only the "gudonggudong" sound of drinking was left in the field. Vodka was drunk in just two or three breaths. The troll devil leaned over and slammed the bottle hard. After finding that a drop of wine could not be poured out, he simply threw the bottle into his mouth, as if he had chewed the biscuits and swallowed it into his stomach.

"Demon Hunter, friend!" The troll's voice was filled with joy this time, "There are countless stones, bridges and castles, and wine. The troll's demon will follow you!"

Before Lane could show a surprise expression, the companion behind the troll who didn't know his name suddenly pulled it, chewing the bottle in his mouth while saying vaguely: "Troll, but what should I do with the stones here? This is the troll's territory."

The troll devil hesitated.

Lann sighed, knowing that things would not be so easy, but he had no intention of saving anymore, and he happened to get insurance together in one breath.

He took out a bottle of vodka again and handed it over: "Troll, drink."
To be continued...