"Then what are we waiting for!" Bruto flew up and kicked open the stone door that Lancelo was holding, "Hurry up!"

"I shouldn't have snatched his opponent just now." Lancelo shrugged helplessly at the partners behind him, turned around and walked forward with the dwarf.

As soon as they stepped into the stone door, everyone immediately smelled the stench of rotten flesh. Behind the door was a relatively spacious cave, with several corpses pierced by spears standing in the corner, next to it was a wide stone table with half-dismembered human males on it, and his legs and arms were cut into pieces and thrown into the cart beside him.

There were four Feners trolls in the room, three of whom were dressed in warriors, and the fourth waist had a blood-stained apron, looking like a part-time butcher warrior. The four enemies were all startled by the sudden appearance, but they were holding weapons in their hands, and they had obviously received warnings about the invaders.

"Damn cannibals, it's so stinking!"

Bruto roared, immediately threw out his hammer, then raised his shield to charge towards the enemy closest to him. Lancelo slowed down a little this time, and he ran while scrambling with one hand, summoning many thick vines to block the two exits at the far end to prevent anyone from escaping again.

While the two of them charged, the enemy quickly responded. The Fencer troll dressed in butcher waved his hands and began to cast spells, turning the ground into mud, while the other three were ready to throw weapons at the enemy trapped in mud.

However, the plans of these Feners trolls were completely miscalculated. Under the influence of Alamir's magic, the human knights and dwarves' boots were not even half an inch into the mud, and when they rushed to the enemy, the enemy was not ready to fight at all.

Lancelo knocked his opponent's weapon away with the first sword, and the second sword pulled a wide and long gap on his thigh. The hammer that Bruto had just thrown out had already hit the opponent almost fainted, and the shield that followed completely knocked the opponent to the ground. At this time, the hammer also appeared in his hand again.

The friends who came in a step later than the two did not stand on the spot to watch the show. Caralin summoned several light blue arcane missiles from the scroll and bombarded the third Fencer troll, while Little Isa appeared quietly behind it, calmly aiming the two cold iron daggers at the seams of the leather armor.

But the most amazing effect is Alamil. Generally speaking, when he is not required to fight in close combat and no one is injured and needs healing magic, the elves will stand at a safe distance to cast the priest's trick, the priest's magical fire. Although the name contains fire, this spell actually causes light damage by summoning hot light.

Under the influence of the Holy Fire Technique, the Fense troll in the apron had not even had time to let out any screams, and his body began to petrify rapidly from the top of his head. In just a few seconds, it completely turned into a gray-white stone statue.

On the other side, Lancelo had already inserted his sword into the opponent's chest, while Bruto was riding on the back of the Fencer troll who was knocked over by him, repeatedly hitting the enemy's head with a war hammer.

The only thing that was in some trouble was Little Isa. Her sneak attack was not enough to kill the enemy immediately, and the opponent's fierce struggle prevented her from pulling out her weapons. Now the Fencer troll had the hilt of two short swords inserted into the back of the waist, roaring and waving the huge battle axe, trying to hit the unarmed wanderer.

Fortunately, the latter's basic skills were very solid. After a series of shaking, changing directions and rolling movements, the battle axe did not even touch the corner of her clothes. Although if I gave Little Isha a little more time, the Fencer troll would definitely die of blood loss due to the wound on his waist (the paralysis and enchantment made it unaware of this), everyone's time was limited, so Lancero decided to help the little girl a little.

It was really a little bit, because Little Isa did not dodge randomly. Through the intentional route, she let her opponent expose her back to her partner. Lancelo simply stabbed her long sword and stabbed the Fencer troll in the opposite direction.

“rakka…slag…dun   dod…”

"What did it say?" Lancelo turned his head and asked to the dwarf. "It seems that I have heard other giants shouting the words behind them before."

"slag    dun    dod is the catchphrase of the giants, which means killing you all." Bruto shrugged, "You will often hear them yelling stupidly."

"Thank you brother." Little Isha ran over to retrieve her weapon with a little embarrassed look, "I didn't expect its vitality to be so tenacious..."

"You're welcome." Lancelo patted the little girl's head lightly, "You've dealt with it well afterwards."

"Before stabbing the dagger, you have to think about how to pull it back." Old Rep also came up, "You will have more experience in this life that is very useful in life."

At the other end of the cave, Alamir was already inspecting the dead. He took off the bodies strung up by spears one by one, and then looked at their eyes and wounds.

"Four humans, two men and two women, have no trace of training in weapons, all of them are civilians. They were hung on spears when they were alive, and there were many newer penetration injuries on their bodies. They should be the Feners trolls forked them and poked them with sharp weapons for fun." The elf priest announced the cause of death in a gloomy tone, "Lanslow, help burn their bodies..."

Lancelo nodded silently, waved his hand slightly, and a few small green fire lotus floated on the corpses, and instantly ignited a raging fire. The burning smell of the corpses burned up rose, replacing the stench of the previous rotten meat, but it made people feel even worse.

"Let's keep moving forward."

Lancelo made a spell and dispersed the vines blocking the two exits. At Bruto's suggestion, they chose the passage to the right, because the dwarfs were sure that this would lead to a higher area inside the mountain, and the tunnel continued to rise as he expected.

The next cave that everyone arrived was quite wide. The spring water flowing out of the mountain gathered here into a pond with a diameter of more than fifteen feet, with various pieces of garbage and corpses floating on the surface. Obviously, such water was not suitable for normal people to drink, but judging from the surrounding traces, the Fencer Troll who lives here may not care about it.
Chapter completed!