At this moment, the two of them were roasting a bonfire in an open space. This guy's troll language wasn't very good. Many really didn't understand why he was not proficient in using his own language as a troll. It could even be said that he was abnormally out of practice. Therefore, repeated emphasis and explanations became the main problem in their conversation.
"What's your name?"
"Name … Name …" The big guy's head seemed to be very slow, and his ears seemed to droop due to his dispirited spirit. He looked listless. Scratching his head, he replied, "Gruul … I'm Gruul."
Many raised their eyebrows slightly. The term "I" rarely appeared in the language of the trolls. Although Gasol's language abilities weren't that great, this habit of his had immediately caught many people's attention, because he and Gasol both liked to use this first-person word.
Forest trolls like Yuna often referred to themselves with their own names, and rarely used the word "I". No one knew the reason for this difference.
"Gruul?"
Many were somewhat familiar with this name. After some thought, they found out the origin of this name from the dragon skeleton's memories. "Gruul" in the troll language represented "extraordinary strength". It was quite an image, but in the eyes of many, all of the Caucasian trolls could be said to have extraordinary strength.
"Why are you alone?"
Many had asked this question several times, but he found that every time he asked this question, the answer was different.
"I … didn't …" He looked at the bonfire in front of him, as if trying hard to remember something. "Chief … I didn't follow …"
Didn't follow the chief?
Many took out some cured bacon from their spatial rings, skewered it with wooden sticks, and roasted it next to the bonfire. Soon, a fragrance wafted in the air. Simple seasonings were sprinkled on it, and the smell increased one's appetite. Their mouths involuntarily salivated.
Gruul swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at the bacon like a tiger that had been hungry for three days. But the strange thing was that he didn't make any requests. Instead, he just endured it. Although his gaze made many people feel that this monster-like guy couldn't wait to eat the bonfire together, they could still feel that he was restraining himself very much.
"Is it also underground?"
Many pointed to the ground and made an inquiring expression. Gruul seemed to understand, and immediately nodded. Then he looked at the bacon next to the bonfire.
"Take it."
Many did not say anything. They reached for the barbecue and handed it to Gruul. The latter hurriedly took it, and his respectful look made many feel that they were facing the maids of Baron Odore's mansion. The contrast was too strong. Gruul's behavior made many very curious about the structure of this species. How did their brains work?
Kacha!
This guy bit off the tree trunk along with the meat. He didn't seem to understand what he should eat and what he shouldn't. In short, this big guy didn't seem to care about the taste of the food. The sound of the tree branch being chewed in his mouth made many people grin and wipe their foreheads. The pressure of sitting with a guy who was five or six times bigger than them was extraordinary. Many people were not sure if this guy would suddenly go crazy.
"It's down there. Leader … lead us to find … food."
"Have you been eating this?"
Many of them took out small pieces of magical crystals. The fire-type magical crystal flickered with a faint red glow under the light of the bonfire, and a faint mana fluctuation spread in the surroundings.
Seeing the magic crystal, Gruul's eyes with serious dark circles suddenly widened. His lips trembled unnaturally, and he spat out the tree branch that he hadn't swallowed for a long time. He used his hand to pull out the half of the tree trunk that was stuck between his teeth and nodded, "Yes."
"Do we need it?"
Many felt that it was a bit funny. It really felt like a fantasy to sit and chat with a monster that ate magic crystals. Although Gasol was the same, Many had no interest in sitting and chatting with Gasol. Besides fighting and eating, those guys were most concerned about their sex lives.
Gruul shook his head, "I'm full. Food … Eating too much will make me uncomfortable."
"Understood."
Many nodded, put the magic crystal back into the ring, and then continued to repair the prosthetic limbs in their hands.
The bonfire crackled, and the night was very quiet. Many sighed slightly, confused about what they should do next.
Suddenly, Gruul stood up and raised his neck to look into the distance. His movements were so sudden that many thought that this guy was going to attack them, so he cast Shadow Steps at once. When he found that Gruul wasn't hostile from 30 meters away, he let out a sigh of relief and looked in the direction Gruul was staring at.
"Carolina?"
A faint white light appeared in the distant sky. It looked like a thunderstorm had occurred in the distance, but he knew very well that it was impossible for a thunderstorm to appear in the clear sky!
Fortunately, they were in an open space, and they could see the strange scene in the sky. However, the distant sky was still blocked by tall trees, and they couldn't see what was happening further away. Soon after, the light that appeared in the sky made many more certain that it was Carolina's signal!
Because he saw a beam of light pointing straight to the sky. From many angles, the light seemed to split the sky into two. At the same time, the light condensed and did not dissipate. It lasted for a long time.
Many immediately drew a mark on the ground with a dagger in his hand, pointing in the direction of the light. He could see that the light seemed to be very far away from him. The specific distance was impossible to estimate, because the light that pierced the sky made it impossible for him to judge how far the beam was from him. It seemed that when the light, which was a straight line, looked up, many had an illusion that it had extended to the top of his head!
This kind of visual error made it impossible for him to use common sense to judge the distance. He could only remember the direction and wait until the day to look for it in this direction.
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"Roar —"
A low and oppressive roar suddenly sounded from the forest in the distance.
The leaves on the surrounding trees seemed to shake along with the roar.
Kuzkaz's mouth twitched. He looked helplessly in the direction of the sound and muttered in the troll language, "Why did we provoke this guy …"
Kuzkaz, an old native of the forest, naturally knew what it meant. Although Carolina's light beam looked magnificent, it was not a good omen for the magical beasts in the forest. Most of the magical beasts would think that it was a signal of provocation … Especially the high-ranking magical beasts whose territories were in this area!
If he was not wrong, the roar should have come from a violent magical beast in the forest — Slank!
It was the wyvern magical beast that many people saw in Kesh Village that was indifferent to everyone!
In fact, the wyvern in Kesh Village gave many people an illusion. It made many people think that this wyvern was very docile, but in fact, this wyvern was the only special example among the countless of its kind. And the other wyverns that lived in the wild were all grumpy and powerful!
There was a sudden roar in the forest. It was obvious that Carolina's light beam had provoked the entire wyvern group!
It wasn't that Trolls hadn't fought against these frightening guys, but the consequences were disastrous. Perhaps only Gaugass Trolls had the ability to contend against them. The only thing Kuzkaz could think of at this moment was to evade. If he could avoid them, he would avoid them!
But Carolina's finger was still pointing to the sky, and the light beam was still there for a long time. It seemed that when these wyverns arrived, he and the woman who was casting the spell would not have time to avoid them!