There is no doubt that for the two High Elf Ranger who are covered in magic equipment, the warning checkpoints set up in the fortress to prevent sneak attacks by Trolls are basically just decorations.
Except for those dogs with particularly sensitive senses of smell and hearing, there is no need to dodge at all, they can just walk over openly.
And it is definitely impossible for dogs to be put into places where nobles gather.
So they found the innermost study room without any difficulty.
Just when the man Elves was about to use a tool to pry open the locked door, female elf suddenly lifted up Teuchi and made a calm movement. He personally used a long wire to open the latch inside, and then left a gesture of "You are outside to protect yourself from the wind" and got in.
But after entering the study, she realized that the situation was a little different from what she expected.
Because there was no one in the study at all, and even the oil lamp was not lit. Instead, there was a dim light flickering in a tunnel leading to the basement.
Out of curiosity, the female ranger carefully walked down the stairs.
In a matter of seconds, she saw a horrifying scene that she would never forget and made her scalp numb.
In the spacious basement, two Trolls were fixed on two chairs respectively, and the skulls were uncovered, revealing the white brain soaked in blood.
One of them has a large number of mysterious symbols engraved on the back of his hand and arm, which is obviously Witch Doctor who masters voodoo magic.
As for the other one, it is an ordinary Trolls Warrior, with very developed muscles in both hands and feet.
But right now, these two unlucky guys are like Shiro rats placed on the experimental table, unable to move no matter how hard they struggle.
He could only watch helplessly as this demon-like human being continued to conduct some messy experiments on the brain above his head.
Especially those colorful liquids, once poured on the brain, will immediately cause severe pain that cannot be described in words.
However, their tongues and vocal cords had been removed long ago, and they could not make any sound at all. They could only show the pain they suffered through the hideous and twisted expressions on their faces.
Obviously, Allen is doing comparative experiments again, observing the changes in the brain between ordinary Trolls and Trolls Witch Doctor, and even figuring out the role of those mutated parts.
Through several sets of observation data, he found that the brains of Azerath spell casters are larger than those of non-spell casters.
Among them, the brain thalamus was so mutated that it could not be identified at all. There were two extremely thick nerve sources extending out, connecting to the wrinkled cortex above.
Whenever the experimental subject tries to cast a spell, these two nerve sources will release extremely violent electrical signals.
In other words, whether it is a mage, Priest, Shaman, Witch Doctor, Paladin, or Warlock, the reliance of spell control on energy comes from the brain.
No wonder all spellcasting professions in the game regard intelligence as the most important attribute.
As for the pain these two Trolls endured, Allen didn't care at all.
Because on their necks, Allen found necklaces made of human teeth.
In other words, these two Trolls have killed more than one human being, and the necklace made of teeth is proof of this.
Unfortunately, the brain of any intelligent creature is extremely complex, not to mention the mutated brain of a spellcaster.
Without sufficient instruments and external help, Allen is unable to do anything with his current mortal body. He can only use stimulation to make the brain release more signals, and use this as a basis to slowly build an analysis system.
After all, not being a god is the bottom line he has set for himself.
From the moment he arrived, he planned to live as a mortal. Even if his body was killed by Old Gods, Titan Guardian, or Burning Legion demons, he would not take any revenge.
As a rule maker, if pro Teuchi breaks the rules he has set, wouldn't he be a loser?
Allen feels that he has not fallen to that level yet.
And I also really enjoy the process of developing a strong "character" from scratch, like playing a game, to meet various challenges.
With such mood and thoughts, he picked up the last bottle filled with black liquid from the table and poured it into the two exposed brains of Trolls.
moment!
The two guys seemed to be crazy and started twisting their bodies crazily. Even if their brains spilled out, they had no intention of stopping.
Among them, Trolls Warrior, after struggling for about a minute, the entire body began to decompose at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly turning into a pool of black and red unknown substance with blurred flesh and blood.
All his bones, internal organs, muscles, and skin were completely dissolved as if they had been soaked in strong acid.
In contrast, Witch Doctor's reaction was even more horrifying.
The skin and muscles on his body were decomposed at a speed visible to the naked eye just like Warrior, but for some reason, the bones remained intact.
Especially the brain. Even though the uppermost cortex was completely reduced to a puddle of flesh, the brain miraculously remained undamaged.
Not only was there no damage, but it was also emitting some kind of dark light.
In the end, all that was left of this Trolls Witch Doctor was a bloody skeleton and the glowing brain thalamus inside the skull, which was dancing and shaking, full of horror, horror and weirdness that are indescribable in words.
No doubt about it!
Allen did this not because he was cruel and perverted in his heart, but because he wanted to use this experiment to find out how powerful the brain thalamus can be for a spell caster.
The answer is obvious!
It has transcended the limits of the body and even entered the realm of the soul.
"Interesting! Is the brain thalamus the container that carries the soul? Or does it have a very close connection with the soul? If the brain thalamus is really the most important organ of a spell caster, then why can Undead caster still cast spells when there is only a skeleton left?" Allen murmured to himself while touching his chin.
Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a bang from behind him.
Looking back, it turned out that it was a black figure who accidentally knocked over the ladle opening tool placed on the table in panic.
And this black figure obviously realized what a huge mistake he had made, and immediately wanted to escape from the terrifying basement along the passage.
Unfortunately, before he could run a few steps, Allen casually grabbed a small hammer used to open a ladle and threw it out.
Bang!
"Ah!!!!!!"
No surprises!
The hammer rolled and hit the opponent on the back of the head, knocking him to the ground and rolling down the stairs.
Fortunately, the size and weight of the hammer were very small, so it did not break the skull, but only caused a big bulge.
Before the black shadow could recover from the dizzy adverse reaction, Allen had already come closer, grabbed the collar and picked up the guy who had snuck in from the ground, and took off the hood and cloak with magical effects.
moment!
A face of a female Elves with delicate appearance, long blond hair, and pointed ears was revealed.
"High Elf?" Allen was obviously stunned.
He just thought that this was a Stealth person sent by Troll Warlord outside the city to assassinate him.
But who knew, it turned out to be Elves Ranger.
In particular, the magic leather armor on his body, the badge on his chest, and the bow and arrow on his back are all equipment that only High Elf Ranger can have.
"Get away! Stay away from me!"
Female elf was obviously frightened by the scene he just saw. He immediately pulled out two sharp daggers from his boots and stabbed Allen hard in the chest.
Her purpose is simple, that is to force the other party to let go of her, and then escape as quickly as possible.
But unfortunately, at such a close distance, Allen, a male, has an overwhelming advantage.
As a result, before the dagger could be stabbed out, female elf's wrist was firmly grasped, and then the whole person was pulled up with both hands, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Pitiful!
Weak!
helpless!
But even so, he didn't try to call for help to his companions at the door.
Because she understood that even if her companions came, they would not be able to match the terrifying human being in front of her.
Rather than the two of them dying together, it would be better to die by yourself so that your companions can leave alive.
Allen undoubtedly noticed the death-defying look in the other party's eyes, and immediately frowned subconsciously and said, "I think we have some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? No! I don't think so. I have seen everything you just did." Female elf responded with a slightly trembling voice.
"But that's Trolls! Aren't your Quel'Thalas's Elves and Amani Troll feuding? And I just did a small experiment with two Trolls who had eaten humans, that's all." Allen explained with an innocent look.
After that, he took the initiative to let go of the other party and took two steps back to show that he was not hostile.
After all, according to the original plot, High Elf is one of mankind's staunchest allies in the future, and is also the teacher who guides mankind toward magical civilization.
Allen doesn't want some misunderstandings to cause the two parties to eventually part ways.
"Experiment?"
Hearing this word, female elf's originally tense nerves relaxed a little.
Although she is not a mage, she also knows that those compatriots who master the powerful Arcane power often study some more dangerous things.
The magic barriers used to expel Trolls were originally experiments done on captives.
"That's right! Experiment!" Allen nodded slightly. "According to my unintentional discovery, the brains of all spellcasters in this world will undergo mutations, making them incredibly different from their peers. To put it simply, the brains of spellcasters will become more developed."
"That's it! I thought you were performing some evil ritual just now, offering sacrifices to the devil."
Female elf wiped the sweat from his forehead, and seemed to be exhausted. He sat on the ground and gasped for air.
It could be seen that she was really frightened, so much so that she covered her mouth several times and almost vomited out everything she had just eaten.
Although she has hunted many Trolls herself, this is definitely the first time she has seen such a horrific death method in her life.
"Sacrifice to the devil? You really have a rich imagination. If it was really a sacrifice to the devil, this basement should be filled with green Fel Energy fire and cold Shadow Energy. By the way, you haven't introduced yourself yet, why are you suddenly coming to my territory?" Allen asked with interest.
He didn't think that the High Elf in front of him was so full that he took a huge risk to travel all the way across the Trolls controlled area and wander around to the human side.
"I am Sun King - Anasterian·Sunstrider and the envoy sent by the parliament to contact you humans, and collect information on Trolls's activities along the way."
After a short respite, female elf finally chose to reveal his identity.
Because she was not sure if she continued to hide, whether the dangerous man in front of her would use the cruel method he just used against Trolls on herself.
"Oh? If you don't mind, can you tell me about the war between you and Amani Troll in the north?" Allen also became interested instantly.
Calculating time, and the father of Elf King's son Kael'thas, the fourth monarch of the Sunstrider Dynasty - Anasterian·Sunstrider has come to power, and the war between Trolls and Elves is already at the end.
In other words, High Elf is currently losing ground, and it won't be long before a messenger is sent to formally seek help from Emperor Thoradin of the Arathor Empire.
"Sorry, regarding this war, I have not been authorized by Sun King and the parliament, so I can't say too much. I can only tell you that Amani Troll is more crazy than ever. Compared with the attacks we have endured, the Trolls outside the city is simply insignificant."
When saying these words, female elf had a hint of worry in his tone.
Because she had already wasted two months walking through the northern forest, and she had no idea how far the war was going.
The only thing that is known is that Silvermoon City's senior leaders have repeatedly ordered the troops to retreat. Even the barriers that have protected High Elf for more than four thousand years are now useless under Trolls's witchcraft.
Allen caught the flash of uneasiness in the other person's eyes, and immediately asked meaningfully, "What's the purpose? What do you want to get when you come to the country of humans? And what are you willing to pay for it?"
"I have a handwritten letter here from Sun King, which I hope to hand over to your human emperor. Can you recommend it to me?"
With that said, female elf took out an envelope with a magic seal from his close-fitting leather armor.
It has to be said that these High Elf who were exiled by the Night Elf group have applied magic to every aspect of their lives.
Just look at the equipment of this ranger and you will know how far Silvermoon City has gone on the road of magic.
Cloaks are magical equipment that allow one to hide in the shadows without being discovered;
Boots are magical equipment that allow your feet to be placed anywhere without making even the slightest sound;
The bow is a magic equipment that can be attached with additional fire damage, especially effective against Trolls;
Rings are magical equipment that provide the wearer with additional agility attributes;
The two short daggers are magic equipment that can increase the swing speed of both arms.
While most human nobles are still using blank equipment without any enchantments, High Elf Kingdom has been able to equip their armies with magic weapons and armor on a large scale...