Chapter 1162 - Troll Camp
Chapter 1162 Troll Camp
Seawoods Plane.
There was a troll tribe deep in the vast stretches of forest in the mountains.
The fires of war had just been quenched, and the vampires were hastily clearing up the battlefield.
Mary beat her wings, hovering in midair and watching the piles of troll corpses gathered on the stone plaza.
These trolls were all three meters tall. They had violet skin, thick hair, two fierce tusks, and long, red hair flowing down from their heads. They were all exceedingly strong and muscular. Their hands and feet were long and slender, while the weapons they used were wooden spears and javelins made out of sticks.
Of course, all of these weapons were tipped with poison!
It was a sort of paralytic poison extracted from plants. Even a teaspoon of this poison was enough to put down an adolescent Berserk Elephant.
His skin had already turned loose and wrinkled from age. The hair had fallen off his head. There was a white animal tusk that pierced his nose, while two gleaming earrings hung on his large earlobes.
The old troll’s eyes were still opened wide, fangs bared in a savage and vicious expression.
However, the most interesting thing about the troll was the layer of magical light that shrouded its head.
A troll voodoo doctor!
The voodoo doctors of the trolls were spellcasters that had mastered some elementium powers.
However, their mastery of elementium powers extended only to the combination of elementium with herbs and plants to create a unique method of poison brewing.
The purple and green poison on Mary’s body that had yet to fade was his work.
After the troll chieftain had died, the sly and cunning voodoo doctor had immediately realized that the trolls would be massacred. He ordered his people to scatter and escape, while he disappeared among their ranks, hoping to escape the pursuit of these fearsome enemies.
Unfortunately, he had no idea how to hide his elementium powers. Naturally, this meant that he could not evade the senses of the vampires.
Mary remained here to recover while sending out Third Grade Blood Knight Soros to hunt down the voodoo doctor.
As expected, Soros had returned with the head of the beginner Second Grade voodoo doctor just fifteen minutes later.
However, after this bloody battle, Soros’ well-crafted armor was heavily dented. Many of the spikes on his armor had also snapped off. The pungent and sticky troll blood covered his entire body, layer after layer. Even though he was only kneeling on the ground, a pool of blood had already gathered beneath him, pieces of flesh and unknown shards of organs floating on the liquid.
“Isa, he’s yours! I need to know the location of the troll empire and the distribution of their tribes as soon as possible. Also, I want to know every single powerhouse that exists in their tribes,” Mary shouted loudly from midair.
“Understood!”
A slender figure flew out of the forest and knelt down before Mary.
Blood Elf Mage Isa stood up and grabbed the head of the voodoo doctor. She leaned forward and kissed the head on its vicious mouth, a trace of madness appearing on her pretty face.
“Come, come…your blood, your life, your soul…all of it belongs to me! Become one with me, and through this, you shall be reborn.”
As Isa continued to mumble these chilling words, the already dead voodoo doctor suddenly started howling madly. Unconcealable terror and fear appeared on its old and ugly face.
Isa pursed her lips and sucked. Countless sickly green lights appeared from the voodoo doctor’s head, quickly flying into her red lips like birds flying back to their nests.
“Evil adepts, you will suffer the heavenly punishment of the Feathered God! Even…if I die, I will curse you.”
A strange soul appeared above the voodoo doctor, furiously cursing at the blood elf before him. Unfortunately, he had already lost his ability to protect his soul. He could only howl crazily while being devoured by the enemy.
Blood Elf Mage Isa began trembling uncontrollably after devouring the beginner Second Grade voodoo doctor. She was only an intermediate Second Grade, after all. A strange poison erupted in her body, staining her white skin a shade of violet.
However, a dead voodoo doctor didn’t have much power. Isa managed to devour his soul after just six minutes, and with it came a wealth of disjointed memories.