Chapter 393 Inside the Circle (Additional Update with Monthly Ticket Qianqi)
The fiercest battle between humans and trolls took place within the village, and the scars from that time still remain everywhere. Even though the tallest residence is just a shack - it's flat, the most important facility is just a well with a stone edge - it's collapsed, and the most secret building is a five-meter-square cellar - it's collapsed, the whole village can be said to be poor and backward. But it shouldn’t be robbed, destroyed and defiled by trolls either.
After passing through the gray spherical magic circle, what you see through the window is a dilapidated scene. Branverton was almost lying on the car window, looking at the grass and trees outside with red eyes, one hind hoof kicking the ground angrily, making a clicking sound. "There!" He poked the glass with his finger: "There is absolutely no such thing in our village. I can guarantee it with my head."
It was a strange musical instrument. A clock the size of a beer barrel was suspended in the air about one meter above the ground. Four bell hammers of different sizes, like tuning forks, were suspended around it, beating on it rhythmically. They couldn't be heard through the car window, but that didn't matter. Zhao Mai drove directly into it and clearly felt the vibration caused by the collision. The clock was overturned and the tuning fork rolled into the dirt. At the same time, the spherical shell magic array on the all-terrain scan also disappeared.
Those centaurs who entered the shadow range were still a little sluggish, and gradually woke up after the magic circle disappeared. They cried out in terror, because beneath their feet lay the cold corpses of countless trolls. The few remaining trolls also woke up, but they were quickly divided and surrounded by men and horses, and then subdued.
"Let me get out of the car, I'm going to meet them." Branverton said, looking down at Zhao Mai.
"You have to remember that these people are not your villagers, or they are not your villagers in this world. There may be some differences." The first thing Zhao Mai thought of was the parallel world. This is the most likely explanation: "And, this It’s definitely not something that trolls can do, and there are no black hands behind the scenes.”
"I know!" Branverton nodded: "You have killed the troll, thank you, Mike Longhou, you are an honest wizard." He jumped out as soon as the car door opened and faced the people and horses. Waving one arm, excitedly: "Hey! How are you all doing?"
Zhao Mai closed the car door and observed Bronverton's performance through the window, making sure that he was no longer affected before getting out of the car. At times like this, you can never be too cautious. Ignoring the scene of people hugging each other and celebrating, Zhao Mai and others came to the suspended clock and tuning fork.
"What a strong magic wave, as if there is a hot wind blowing constantly on me." Xiaohua lay behind Zhao Mai, only daring to show her eyes. Except for her, no one else felt this way. Zhao Mai just felt vaguely uneasy, but he couldn't tell what type of uneasiness it was. The clock and tuning fork were quiet, and when you got closer you could clearly see the thin and dense magic runes on them.
In the past, Chinese people liked to leave words on the surface of bells and tripods when they were casting, taking the meaning of "the sound spreads in all directions" and "the tripod determines the world". The runes on the tuning fork clock in front of you are a complex magic circle, which works through the striking of the tuning fork. Zhao Mai picked up the clock, and the four tuning forks flew up together, as if they were connected to each other by invisible chains. The tuning fork gave off a faint light, and Zhao Mai could clearly feel the magic energy slowly gathering on it, like an energy storage process. When the energy is fully charged, the tuning fork will strike the clock, triggering a magical effect.
Zhao Mai broke it off with his hands. Even with all his strength, he could not drag the tuning fork away from the clock. So he directly installed it with a storage bracelet. Sure enough, the clock and four tuning forks were integrated, and they were all installed in only one position. Zhao Mai breathed a sigh of relief. At least he had isolated this thing into a portable space, so that he would no longer be confused.
"Zhao Mai, Ado found something." Xiaohua's voice came through from afar. They stopped where the previous portal appeared and looked at a long wooden box in front of them. The box is thin and narrow, can be folded in the middle, and is about one meter long when opened. Looking inside from the opening of the box, one can faintly see silvery white light, rippling at the bottom of the box like mercury.
While Zhao Mai was observing, the light in the box began to gradually brighten, and something might be happening. Zhao Mai asked everyone to stay away. Ado blocked the shield in front of him and hid a string behind him. A new arched portal opened, this time glowing with a gray-green light curtain.
"What will come out this time?" Barbara stuck her head out from behind Ado, rubbed her hands and said excitedly. After a while, there was no movement at all, and ripples continued to appear on the green light screen, that's all.
Three minutes later, the light curtain closed. The wooden box was still lying quietly on the ground. "That's it? So boring." Barbara pouted, while Ado pushed her head back behind him with his hand. Zhao Mai looked at the location of the box and then at the layout of the village. "I see!"
"This is a cage for raising trolls. People and horses are driven from the parallel world through the portal to feed the trolls. When the number of trolls exceeds a certain number, some of them will walk inward to the village. Three minutes is enough for the trolls to be fed. The devil walked from the edge to the green portal!" Zhao Mai made a gesture, and everyone understood.
The remaining questions are: "Who did it? Why create so many trolls? What's on the other side of the door?"
"Whoever did it will definitely come to see what went wrong here." Zhao Mai clapped his hands and commanded: "Let's take action, Barbara, go find Bronverton and tell him to start cleaning up the troll corpses. Burn everything until every last one is left. This is the most thorough solution. Ado will help you set the fire with a magic wand. Dojian, take down the weapons from the car and use the car as a barrier to establish a shooting position. We must ensure that we You can evacuate at any time. Xiaohua, show your body and tell the troops to prepare for battle. The old, weak, women and children should evacuate as soon as possible. By the way, I estimate that the portal may be opened in a while, and another group of troops will come over."
Everyone got busy, and Zhao Mai began to prepare for the battle like them. He dressed Aliang in leather armor and cast druid spells to make him more agile, stronger and more patient. Afterwards, he opened the elixir and smeared it on his face. These ointments extracted from plant roots and fruits exude a bitter taste and are colorful when applied on the face. They have only one very single but magical effect: to accelerate the flow of natural force to Zhao Mai.
Halfway through the preparations, the fire to burn the trolls was lit and the portal opened again. A large group of people rushed out of the mercury light curtain, running through the ruins of the village with frightened expressions. Branverton, who was already prepared, stopped them, asked them to relax, and then exited the village in an orderly manner. Some young and middle-aged warriors stayed behind, and there were even the same people from different parallel worlds, staring at their "twins" with big eyes and small eyes. Although they did not carry many weapons, many of them just picked up ropes and tied them to rocks and wooden stakes for use, but everyone was in high spirits.
The green light curtain flashed again, and after more than two minutes, a green figure came out. This is a small goblin less than one meter tall. There are only two or three short hairs on his bald head. His big ears stick out to both sides and then hang down. They are tied with three golden earrings. A pair of big, black eyes looked around. He was wearing a brown linen robe with his arms open. He held his waist with his hands and shouted loudly: "Where did you lazy trolls go to die?!"