The three rangers led the way, and they followed the footprints they came from and returned the same way. Trolls appeared around the team from time to time, and they only dared to watch from a distance. The rangers made suggestions to get rid of the scouts. But Xia En didn't care, and never thought about it along the way.

Even if Tago is seven to eight meters tall, he cannot hide. That requires the school of illusion. And even if he encounters the worst situation, he can escape with the ranger. Without space-blocking spells, there is no way to restrict him.

Approaching the altar, the stench became heavier and heavier, so heavy that there was green mist floating in the air. In Xia En's perception, the evil spirit was like a pillar of smoke rising into the sky, standing hundreds of meters high from the top of the altar, spreading far and wide to the horizon, and finally

Falling like drizzle.

The settlement is not large, with a maximum population of 2,000 including civilians. Below the altar, the streets are laid out in a field shape, and the houses behind the short city wall are uneven. Most of them are thatched and dead wood structures. The only stone building is the altar.

The settlement under the protection of the evil spirit cannot stop the inspection of the Eye of Truth, and in cooperation with the spirit, it soars like an eagle, overlooking it from the air. There is no army behind the city wall, they gather under the altar, and the civilians are supervised by many warriors, one by one.

Enter the altar.

The smell of witchcraft became stronger and stronger, and the smell of blood wafted from the wind. The spirit dropped and flew to the entrance of the altar. Just as he was about to enter, he encountered a soft film and hit it, like hitting an air bag, and was rebounded.

A spell to isolate probing?

Xia En regained his energy, opened his eyes, and the magical light in his pupils flashed away.

"Your Excellency, don't you want to attack?" the three rangers said very carefully.

"Yes." Xia En nodded and observed from various signs that the troll was performing a blood sacrifice in order to struggle. "I will use magic to knock open the troll city and uncover the altar. This battle belongs to the caster. You just need to

Protect yourselves." Xia En paused and said, "This is not to look down on you, because the battle that will happen next is far beyond the ranger's knowledge."

The mage has special privileges, and his strength increases his authority. The three Far Travelers obeyed the arrangements, remained alert, and waited for Xia En to cast a spell.

The distance is a thousand and five, the wind speed is ten, between the hands, arcane energy is gathered - energy conversion - spell generation - extreme compression - and then pushed, the pyrotechnics are thrown in an arc. The direct spells are used for mental assistance, and the trajectory becomes more practical.

The troll settlement in the mind is divided into many coordinate squares, and the pyrotechnics attack one square and one square. The main targets fall on those warriors. The trolls are protected by green light, which seems to be able to be pierced lightly.

Bubbles, touch, never pause, and the landing is extremely smooth.

"The highest level of troll spellcasting is around the third level." By breaking the defense, Xia En can easily judge the troll's spellcasting level. "Starting from the sixth shot, the spell is bombarded along the edge of the altar, Eye of Truth, pay attention to the trajectory correction.

"

"clear"

With the troll's organization and discipline, the casualties on the second floor are close to the limit. Even if there are priests supervising the battle, it is impossible to persist for a long time in the face of enemies that are out of reach and impossible to defeat.

"Escaped!" Under the mental induction, the civilians were the first to be confused, causing the troll warriors to disperse. They escaped through the other wall. Shane continued to add several more pyrotechnics to eliminate the die-hard elements.

The only enemies left were the sacrifices in the altar. After releasing twenty rounds of pyrotechnics, Xia En drank a blue bottle for himself to restore his mana and adjust his spirit. The three rangers were silent, half-bowed, and stood at Tago's feet.

Motionless.

"Follow up"

"Yes, Your Excellency"

Shane almost recovered. He rode Tago and marched under the altar. Looking up, a familiar figure, Maracas, appeared in the area where he looked. If it didn't appear again, Shane would feel strange.

No dialogue is needed. From the previous fights and actions, it can be seen that neither of them can be swayed by words. The troll is stronger than the last time they met, and the magic around them is billowing like clouds.

"Want to fight? No." Sensing that the troll was not strong in fighting spirit, Sean clearly judged that he would run away. Sure enough, if Malacath had a serious look, he stared at Sean for a while, then turned over and retreated from the back of the altar.

In a fight, it has no chance of winning. The three Far Travelers, plus Xia En, may not even have a chance to escape once they fight. Accumulate strength and wait for opportunities. As long as you are alive, you will have a future. There is such a tough person among the trolls.

, Xia En felt a little tricky, but that's all.

The enemy leader ran away. Xia Enli stood still at the door. He closed his eyes and felt the power of the magic in the altar. It was the superposition of nature and blood sacrifice. It naturally made people feel relaxed, but the blood sacrifice made people suffocating. Although it was not very strong, this power had its own vitality.

, it draws blood, pulsing and jumping spontaneously.

In an instant, Xia En understood that it was twisted into divinity. In order to maintain its existence, it absorbed everything from its victims, including life and soul. This was an instinct.

There is a special kind of fluctuation, saying: "Come quickly, there is the power to become a god here"

Another divine trap.

"Your Excellency," the ranger asked after seeing that Xia En hadn't moved for a long time.

"It's okay." Xia En raised his hand, used pyrotechnics, and threw it into the entrance of the altar. There were more than a dozen priests inside, who wanted to rely on blood sacrifices and resisted stubbornly. But the lack of knowledge drove them to death.

The fireball hit the internal protection spell, exploded, and a powerful gas shock wave rumbled along the passage, like a roaring manic dragon. The entire altar floor trembled under the explosion shock wave, and as the earth shook, bursts of dust came from

Spraying down the channel.

Xia En unleashed his pyrotechnics one after another, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains to shake. The stone structure could not withstand the violent bombardment. The altar rumbled, and a section of its top sank. What was even more fatal was that the explosion drained away the air inside. Ignorance will always pay the price.

.

The lives in the altar disappeared one by one. Xia En waited for a few minutes and sensed that there was no life left. He took Tago and teleported in together.

There were at least a hundred corpses in the altar, neatly arranged on the ground, arms close to arms, heads close to heads. In the necks, blood flowed into the blood trough, making a shuttle sound, like the scream of ghosts.

Seeing this scene, no one would think that the troll was innocent. He stepped on the ground paved with flesh and blood and walked to the center of the altar. The Eagle Spirit didn't look like an eagle at all. It looked like just a large dead animal.

chicken.

When you touch its feathers, they are harder than steel. Wherever you feel, you hear a sound.

"I'm still alive, Arcanist, please save me and remove the dagger from my neck."

"Are you the soul of the eagle?" Shane asked it

"Yes, Arcanist."

The fluctuations emanating from the eagle's soul were naturally soothing, contrasting with the evil of the blood sacrifice. Xia En first pinched a spell in his hand, then touched the dagger, pulled it out with gentle force.

In an instant, the eagle, with its white and transparent soul, flew out of the corpse, flapped its wings, and stretched its body, pure and natural.

"Thank you, Arcanist"

Xia En silently released the spell and dimensional anchor in his hand, locking the altar space.

"you……."

"I'm an arcanist." Shane said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I understand. You are the same as the arcanist I met a long time ago. What do you want?"

"Just three questions, where do you come from? What is divinity? How do trolls connect to your world."

"It's a difficult question to verbalize." The eagle's soul was silent for a while, and then cried out in pain. The soul was torn apart. It broke off one of its wings, condensed it into a small point of light, and sent it to Xia En. Seeing this scene

, was shaken to the point of soreness by the pain originating from his soul.

"The answers are all in it. I don't have much time. Arcanist, cancel your spell, quickly."

During the mental scan, the power of the blood sacrifice was about to corrode its soul. Xia En touched the light with his finger, and a not strong but extremely penetrating force suddenly poured into the spiritual sea, taking his senses as if he was entering another world.

Extremely dizzy, his soul was tingling with pain, which was several times more painful than being pricked by a thousand needles. His feet were unsteady and he almost fell off Tiger. Relying on his will and determination, Xia En gritted his teeth to control his body and helped Tiger stand firm.

"After discovering the divine invasion, it automatically launches defense and protects the user's soul as its first mission.

'Wrap, Suppress' Xia En couldn't hear what the Eye of Truth was saying at all. He gritted his teeth and bleeds. Before the divinity could make more moves, he mobilized his spirit to squeeze it. Ever since he became a spellcaster, he had never slacked off in training and persevered.

, creating extraordinary resilience.

"Suppression, suppression, suppression" the spiritual sea boils, setting off huge waves like a wall, one wave after another, beating it, squeezing it into the corners, and then using the spirit to form a cage and trap it. The trickling warm current keeps replenishing.

Enter.

The Eye of Truth, the helper weaving the cage, is also absorbing the pure energy of the dead priest and replenishing the spirit.

Being trapped in a corner is not enough. The divinity is out of control and will escape at any time. Xia En uses his spirit to whip it, "obey, obey, obey" with countless mental whips.

The divinity was suddenly completely irritated, and rushed madly into this small cage, destroying, splitting, and impacting. But it could not stir up waves. The tug-of-war, the little divinity could not withstand the consumption, and Xia En gradually took control of the situation.

.

Finally, the spiritual sea calmed down, and the divinity itself seemed to be exhausted, lying docilely in the corner. Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but the Eye of Truth informed that the objective time was only three minutes.

"Divine, terrifying." Xia En let out a long breath, regained his composure, and looked at the eagle. Its wings had grown, but its size was smaller.

"I am an arcanist, do you understand?".

"Yes, yes, I understand." The soul of the eagle fluctuates, conveying the emotion of a bitter smile.

Xia En was also silent for a while. Dragon Eagle must be punished for the offense. If he cannot resist divinity, the consequences will be bad: "The power of blood sacrifice will quickly corrode your soul. I disdain this kind of power, and naturally I will not let it corrode you."

.But as punishment, you must take my beacon back to your world and serve me for fifty years, swearing by your divinity."

"Okay, okay, I swear, by the divinity of my black wings - Anjunas, I will return to my world of origin with the beacon of the arcanist in front of me, and serve the arcanist in front of me for fifty years.

Year."

The eagle had no choice but to swear an oath. Xia En used his spirit to make a beacon and threw it on the eagle's forehead, canceling the dimensional anchor and causing the space to lose its confinement. The dragon eagle roared loudly, shook off ten feathers from its soul, and opened a bright future.

Bai's twisted singularity, and then his soul shrank into a small ball and entered the singularity.

"Next, what to do with this animal spirit corpse?"

Losing the natural power in the soul, the stench of blood sacrifices permeates without limit, the corpse is quickly turning into thick water, and the steel-like feathers are melting.

"Cluck, cluck"

"Tago?"

At this time, Tago's head twisted, and the sound of metal friction sounded like talking.

"you want?"

"Cluck, cluck"

"for you"

Shane said, recording the changes.
Chapter completed!