It didn't take long for Gruul to come back. He looked like nothing had happened to him. He was carrying something black on his shoulder. When he saw Many, he immediately quickened his pace. He threw the thing on the ground and said, "Food … You eat it."
Many looked down. It turned out to be an adult three-horned musk deer, and it was obviously a male. This guy's strength was not low. Not to mention catching it in the jungle, it was still a problem to catch it. But it seemed that he didn't walk back and forth under Gruul's hands. The weird angle of his neck had already shown to Many that this guy basically didn't have time to experience any pain before he died.
Many looked up at Gruul in a daze. This big guy didn't seem to have any hostility towards Carolina and Kuzkas. In short, he still looked a little silly. Seeing that Many didn't move, he sat on the ground and took out the smaller magic crystal from his clothes to "eat" it.
All of this seemed to have changed a bit too quickly. Many felt uneasy and looked around again. There was a huge shadow lying on the ground in the distance. Many looked at Carolina, who curled her lips and said, "I know you won't feel at ease, so I just put it there."
Many smiled bitterly and walked over. He found that this was the Caucasian troll that attacked him and Gruul. At this moment, there was a cold corpse lying there. He could see that the body of this Caucasian troll had changed slightly. His entire chest seemed to have been hit by something, and the fatal wound should be … Perhaps it could only be in the head, because half of his head had disappeared.
It looked like it was suddenly cut by something. Needless to say, this must be Carolina's "masterpiece".
Heaving a sigh of relief, he limped back to the campfire. At this moment, Kuzkas had already started skinning the three-horned musk deer skillfully. His sharp machete sliced through the meat effortlessly. Not long after, the deer was stabbed into a tree branch and roasted beside the bonfire.
Gruul didn't seem to have recovered well. After absorbing the power of the magic crystal, he quickly fell asleep. His loud snoring made Carolina a little impatient. She released a Silence Boundary to cover him, then pouted and looked at Many.
"Before I fainted … Lanie, you arrived?"
He sat down beside Carolina. Only then did he relax, and his tone became much more casual.
"Yes. Otherwise, that big guy would have been dead." Carolina still felt that she had not forgiven herself for a long time. She felt a little guilty in her heart. She couldn't help it. Women always thought too much. "You … don't feel anything else, right?"
"Other feelings?"
He was stunned for a moment before recalling his own barrier that had been forcibly broken by the Gaugass Troll. He immediately felt discouraged and downcast, but he quickly adjusted himself. After seriously thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, so he nodded and said, "There's nothing strange. I might have just overdrawn my stamina."
As he spoke, he secretly concentrated and looked at the bonfire in front of him. Then, he worked hard to mobilize the power in his body.
There was no movement from the bonfire as it burned quietly.
"Phew …" Many shook their heads. It seemed that they had used up all their strength. The power in their bodies did not respond at all.
"Sigh …" Karolina sighed. She didn't know what to say. A small, delicate hand crept up to Mandy's hand and slowly clenched it.
Many was a little stunned and did not know what to say. Kuzkas did not even turn his head. Feeling that the atmosphere was a little silent, Many took out a little salt from the Space Ring and handed it to Kuzkas. After the latter took it, he reached out and licked it. He nodded and began to sprinkle it on the barbecue.
The night was surprisingly quiet. Carolina was silent for a long time. Finally, she whispered to Many about what had happened after they separated. The wyverns that they had encountered were now quietly leading a few hundred meters away, forming a line of defense and guarding the surroundings.
"What's next?"
"It's up to him."
Many turned to look at the guy who was sleeping soundly in the Soundproof Enchantment.
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When they found the underground temple again, there was no surprise on Many's face. With the help of Carolina, the route to the temple was immediately opened. The group, led by Gruul, once again entered this mysterious area.
Karolina wasn't exactly friendly to this huge guy, because his smell and silly look, as well as his inherent reputation as a Caucasian made her feel uneasy. But it wasn't enough to make her feel disgusted, because no matter how she looked at it, it was thanks to this big guy that they were able to live to see her again in a moment of crisis that this big guy could carry them on his back and escape.
That was why the atmosphere in this strange team seemed a little strange. Come to think of it, there was a humanoid Tyrannosaurus who was famous for being violent in the jungle, a troll hunter who didn't talk much, a crippled human, and a superior dragon. This combination was indescribably strange.
The cold air hit them in the face. As Carolina once again used the illumination spell to illuminate the unknown area of the temple, many narrowed their eyes slightly and carefully thought about the strangeness here.
It was strange because the place similar to the "morgue" that Carolina had mentioned before really cast an inexplicable veil over the temple. What was the connection between the elven temple and the trolls?
Gruul said that the group could stay here until dark. He meant that the enchantment would not change before dark. Although they did not know what his basis was, many immediately chose to believe him because Gruul had proven his ability with his actions.
The illumination of the fire made the interior of the huge stone room visible, and the dust around was immediately cleaned up by Carolina with magic.
That unusually familiar feeling suddenly emerged in many minds. In the memory, he had walked here. Of course, "he" did not know if it was Nairíos or another memory that did not belong to Nairíos.
The elven civilization had a long history, but every race that did not like innovation and revolution would always lag behind in the development of science and technology. Instead, it was the pinnacle of art and humanities. Although the building in front of them was an antique from three thousand years ago, according to many people's ideas, any one of these things would be rare treasures outside. But obviously, he did not have the time to be a grave robber.
Of course, although this was a temple, it could also be called a "tomb." Because the scene in front of them made many people involuntarily think of the word "massacre."
The stone room was very large, about the same size as the huge hall with the statue of the goddess in the temple. But the marks on the ground showed that this was not a place for worship, but more like a place for killing.
Countless potholes and scratches covered the originally dark mirror-like floor, and there were spider web-like cracks on the marble, as if it had been hit by something. There were also many weapon-like things on the ground, but they had long been corroded. They were placed casually on the ground like rusty rods.
Gruul knew that this trip was not to find "food", so he walked beside Many. For some reason, this guy felt like a servant to his master. Many didn't give any orders. Previously, he just said, "Can you find the temple?"
This guy immediately straightened his body as if he had heard a military order, and then used the fastest speed to find a cave in the forest that he could dig into.
Natural servility?
Many did not understand, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. It was much better than going crazy and attacking randomly. After getting rid of the influence of the black crystal, many felt that there was nothing special about the Caucasian Trolls at all. Of course, "special" referred to their thinking and character, and their bodies still looked like they had evolved to the extreme state.
The cold and gloomy air caused white mist to form when they exhaled. This was something that had never happened before. Speaking of which, the temperature here seemed to be a little too cold. The weather in the forest outside was approaching summer, but the contrast here was so strong that it made many more questions.