Chapter 1167 Plague Trap

Enemy found!

As soon as they got this information, the troll team, which was still struggling 70 miles behind, immediately quickened their pace.

One after another, the grass-green figures shuttled through the dense jungle, whistling and running, disturbing the entire jungle. Those jungle creatures, whether carnivorous or herbivorous, all hid in their nests with their tails between their legs, humming and trembling, and no one dared to come out to investigate the situation.

With a clear goal, the movement speed of the troll army was also extremely amazing!

It took less than half an hour for the leading troll leaders to come to a clearing in the forest and see the troll hunter with yellow-green smoke all over his body.

The opponent was already dying at this moment, lying on a withered yellow grass, his body hunched over, and coughing violently. And the purple-black plasma it coughed out would rise up thick clouds of smoke whether it fell on the green grass or the lush bushes.

The surrounding plants began to wither and die at a speed visible to the naked eye after coming into contact with the cloud of smoke.

Several troll leaders could not help but retreat one after another.

A particularly tall and strong troll stepped out of the crowd and shouted, "Go and invite Master Sanger!"

Several troll warriors nearby received the order and turned into the jungle.

Not long after, the sound of bush branches breaking continued to be heard, and a thin and weak Master Sanger, who looked like an old human man, appeared in front of everyone.

Compared with other trolls, Master Sanger seemed too lonely and thin, with a severely hunched body, leaning on a black wooden staff that was taller than himself. The top of the staff was full of strange decorations, including animal teeth and polished stones, but more of them were miniature skulls of creatures soaked in herbs.

Master Sanger was a level 2 witch doctor, and his long-term exposure to various highly toxic substances also caused his physique to be extremely weakened. It was wrapped in an old and simple animal skin robe, and its exposed chest and face were covered with strange patterns painted with indigo pigment.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, Master Sanger's eyes were attracted by the swirling poisonous clouds.

"All of you step back, be careful not to touch these fumes. They are all soaked with terrible poisons..."

"Master Sanger, do you think these toxins can be removed?" The leader of the troll team was an extremely strong level 3 hunter. In theory, its level was higher than that of the old witch doctor, and he should be able to give orders directly to him.

Unfortunately, in the troll kingdom, due to the scarcity of spellcasters, witch doctors who mastered a few elemental spells and poisoning abilities became popular, and they were treated with courtesy by the high-level wherever they went.

Therefore, a level 3 troll hunter had to be polite and courteous to a level 2 witch doctor!

"Let me try!" The witch doctor Sang frowned, "The toxins used by the enemy are alien species we have never seen before. They are not extracted from plant juice or animal venom glands, but... but a very small and terrible living creature..."

"Living creature? Master, are you saying that these poisonous clouds are alive?" Several troll leaders were shocked and looked incredulous.

"Yes! These things that look like smoke are actually composed of groups of tiny poisonous insects, so they are particularly difficult to deal with." At this point, the witch doctor Sang took out a pine branch similar to musk and lit it. The light smoke that drifted out immediately drove the yellow-green poisonous clouds away.

Taking this opportunity, the witch doctor Sang bent down and came to the troll hunter infected with the "evil disease", and casually took out some pungent grass cakes and black poisonous scorpions from the pottery jar on his waist and put them in his mouth to chew.

The shell was broken and black blood was overflowing.

The witch doctor Sanger spat out the sticky paste formed by chewing the poisonous scorpion and grass cake, and used his hand to draw a strange pattern on the forehead of the troll hunter. From a distance, the shape of this rune is a circle on the outside, an inverted triangle on the inside, and a strange eye-shaped pattern in the center of the triangle.

Strangely enough, as soon as this strange rune was drawn, it lit up with dazzling fluorescence, lighting up every line and every pattern. This fluorescence seemed to have a strange high temperature, burning the skin of the troll hunter, and the position of the lines and runes began to slowly sink downward, as if it was about to be etched on its skull.

The dying troll hunter Gunde screamed and jumped up from the ground, raised his head and opened his mouth, and a terrible cloud of poison gushed out from it. After more than ten fingers, the smoke became a little thinner and gradually faded.

After another seven or eight seconds, Gunde, who had sprayed out all the toxins, trembled and fell down.

Although its breath was still weak, its vitality was slowly recovering.

"It's saved..."

"Great!"

Several troll leaders showed joy on their faces at the same time, and nodded to Sanger Witch Doctor to express their gratitude.

"Take it away for treatment! The damage caused by those toxins to its body will be difficult to recover in a short period of time. It needs a period of rest before it can continue to fight!" Sanger Witch Doctor whispered, and several troll warriors came forward to lift Gunde and sent it to the back.

Unlike the smiling faces of several troll leaders, Sanger Witch Doctor's face was not smiling at all.

This is a terrible toxin that it has never seen before, and it can vaguely sense the existence of a trace of magic. If the invaders can easily release it on a large scale, with its detoxification method, it may not be able to protect the entire troll army.

However, just when the Sanger witch doctor was worried, the shouts of the troll hunters suddenly came from the jungle in the distance.

They are chasing the enemy team!

The troll warriors quickly shuttled through the jungle and chased them, making all kinds of disturbing weird howls while using accurate javelins to perform long-range sniping.

In front of them, a dozen vampires transformed into blood-colored bats were weaving in and out of the woods, desperately dodging the terrible javelins that looked like the spears of death. Unfortunately, no matter how crazy they fled, the number of troll warriors chasing them was increasing.

Puff puff puff...

The javelins were like black lightning, shredding trees, bushes, and vines into pieces, and green juice was flying all over the sky. Several blood-red bats that failed to dodge were pierced on the tree trunks, still twisting and struggling madly.

So, more javelins and darts flew over and pierced them into pitiful skewers.

After a puff of blood-colored smoke, the dead blood-red bats turned back into human form, revealing their true appearance.

Green skin, ferocious and ferocious faces, terrible fangs, and strange patterns all over the body...

The troll warriors couldn't help but curse. They could see that these dead bats were once their companions. It's just that they don't know what methods and means those hateful enemies used to transform them into their current ugly appearance.

"Chase... disperse and chase... can't let these invaders escape..."

The low and hoarse roar of the troll leader sounded in the jungle, and was responded by the howling of dozens of companions.

The strong and elite troll warriors closely chased the remaining blood-red bats and quickly rushed to a small basin.

Here, the strange howling of the troll warriors can be heard from all over the jungle.

From the sound, it can be judged that they have successfully surrounded the enemy in this basin.

However, they didn't know that just a dozen miles away, on the top of a cliff protruding above the forest, Mary, Thoros, Poison Spirit Remi and many vampires were all entrenched here, watching the battlefield from afar.

"The enemy has been ambushed! Remi, it's up to you now..." Mary nodded to Poison Spirit Remi, who immediately laughed cruelly.

Remi patted his mount, and the giant poison dart frog climbed forward a few steps. It stood on the other's back, opened its hands, and let out a silent howl towards the distant jungle.

A strange sound wave traveled ten miles away and began to echo on the basin battlefield.

In the jungle, teams of troll warriors pulled away, holding up their spears, and carefully searching in the basin. As long as there is any slight movement in the surroundings, their spears and darts will rain down like raindrops.

With their strength and precision, no prey can escape their hunting and pursuit!

At the edge of a bush, a small group of troll warriors just searched here, and the ground they passed by silently cracked a small hole, and a faint yellow smoke floated out from it.

The yellow smoke was not thick, mixed in the mist in the jungle, and it was almost unnoticeable.

And there are more than a hundred such plague outlets in the entire basin jungle, each of which is arranged in the bushes or at the bottom of the tree roots.

There is no wind in the basin.

The pale yellow poisonous clouds lingered in the forest, which were not conspicuous at first. But when they gradually began to thicken, some trolls still found something wrong.

A troll warrior suddenly thrust out his spear, piercing the bark of the tall old tree in front of him, and picked out a fat insect from a small tree hole. It looked like a large maggot and was still spewing yellow poisonous mist.

When the troll warrior picked up the insect and observed it carefully, he accidentally got a little bit of the yellow poisonous mist. He immediately felt dizzy and his hands and feet were numb and weak.

"Trap... This is a trap! Retreat, retreat quickly!"

The next second, the troll warrior's terrified roar resounded throughout the jungle.

Unfortunately, they realized it too late!

At some point, the entire basin was completely shrouded by the terrible poisonous cloud.

The sound of trolls coughing violently was heard everywhere in the jungle.

"Retreat... Retreat outside the basin!" The troll leader who led the team shouted at the top of his voice.

Under its command, the troll warriors who rushed into the basin fled one after another.

Unfortunately, every troll warrior who escaped from the basin was surrounded by a lingering terrible poison cloud. Several troll warriors who were too poisoned just rushed out, strangled their necks with both hands, fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

The vitality of the trolls is indeed strong enough, and their bodies are strong enough. Unfortunately, facing a horrible plague set by a level 3 poison spirit, they still couldn't survive it.

For a while, the forest was full of painful roars and pitiful figures rolling on the ground...

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