Although Elistin is a high-level druid, her combat experience is not as good as Mastasha. The Highland Elves have been traveling around since they were adults, and the title of harpist master is not for nothing.

However, this battle may be the only exception. Ilistin had seen the combat power of the trolls earlier and knew very well about this kind of giant beast that had captured her. Mastasha's understanding of the trolls was limited to rumors and there were errors in judgment.

This gap in understanding led to Mastasha's failure!

When Ilistin turned into a giant bear without hesitation and twisted his target's neck, causing it to completely lose control of its body, the Highland Elves's scimitar was stuck in the cervical joint of the other troll.

Because this troll was drowsy with his head down, the blood spurted out from his neck was almost two meters high, just like a blood fountain. However, the injury of this ordinary human-shaped race, which was undoubtedly dead, could not make them die immediately if it was placed on the trolls with strong vitality.

The unbearable severe pain woke the troll from his sleep. Unlike the two targets of Qin Lun and Yilistin, it still has the ability to fight back. At the same time, the pain also made the troll realize instantly that it had encountered an enemy attack.

It swung back with a hard palm, just slapped Mastasha's chest. The highland elves were caught off guard and flew up in the air as if they were hit by a big truck. A ball of blood mist spurted out of their mouths and rolled down from the top of the mountain platform.

However, Mastasha was very strong-willed. After suffering severe damage, she did not forget her duties. She grabbed the scimitar that had been stuck and pulled it out, and in a "splash", she actually pried out a piece of the troll's broken cervical spine.

The pale bone spurs bursting out from the back of the troll's neck looked extremely tragic in the blood mist sprayed from both.

"Ao~~" The troll's ugly face twisted into a ball, and he roared to the sky.

"Venus!" Qin Lun's face changed slightly when the troll hit Mastaxia and exclaimed softly.

In the night, a richer black shadow flashed by, and a strong black panther showed its body in front of the troll. Its sharp fangs were deeply embedded in the troll's throat, causing it to roar with a few syllables to abruptly end.

"Bang" A trace of despair appeared in the scarlet eyes of the troll, and he slapped the abdomen of the Shadow Wind Leopard with a fierce palm.

Venus was almost beaten by this palm and spit out his internal organs from his mouth. His huge body flew up like straw. Before it landed, it had turned into a ball of black mist and rushed into the apostle mark in Qin Lun's palm.

Fortunately, at this time, the giant bear that Qin Lun and Yilistin turned into was freed, and they rushed forward and backward to the troll who was shaking and standing up.

The tenacious troll died in the end and didn't even have time to issue another warning. There were huge wounds in its neck, and Qin Lun and Yilistin did not give it any chance.

"Are you okay?" Qin Lun covered the bloody smell of the top platform with the soil, and saw Mastasha who had climbed up the platform again. The Highland Elf was obviously injured, his face was as pale as snow, and there was a deep palm print on the leather armor on his chest.

"I have heard of the power of trolls for a long time. I didn't expect that there would be such a level of power, which is comparable to the Cambra Dido I've ever encountered. It seems that my ribs are broken!" Mastasha rubbed her chest and smiled bitterly.

"Fortunately the meat cushion is thick enough!" Qin Lun glanced at the towering chest of the highland elf, his face a little strange.

"Where should I look at it?" A murderous aura suddenly came from behind Qin Lun, which made him unable to help but fight. He quickly turned around and laughed at the expressionless elf druid, and walked away in shame.

"Qin Lun, where are you?" Just as Ilisten was injured by Mastasha, Rand's voice came from the team channel, "These trolls are really difficult to deal with. The world of Torrell is exactly the same as you said. There are many dangerous creatures, and it is worthy of being the peak world of the Central Demon."

Rand's words were filled with excitement. Although he was different from the other four murderers, he also had great enthusiasm for adventure and combat. Perhaps this was the only place where fireworks could feel the value of survival.

"We have solved the problem here, is it going well on your side?" Qin Lun asked with a smile.

"Fortunately, after all, there is plenty of manpower, so I'm not afraid of anything wrong."

After hearing Rand say this, Qin Lun knew that they must have encountered trouble, but they had six of them, so they should not be as thrilling as this one.

After a while, the two groups finally gathered together again. Qin Lun saw that one of Lago's arm was hanging on his chest with a bandage, as if it was a fracture. Apart from that, the others were not injured.

"Go away quickly and leave here as soon as possible. After bypassing the troll town, Tianming has to set aside some time to make two wooden rafts, otherwise it will be bad." Mastasha leaned against Ilistin's shoulder and said weakly.

Everyone nodded. A sneak attack made them truly see the combat power of the trolls, and they were not only extremely grateful. Fortunately, the troll village where Ilisten was not captured was blocked, otherwise with the combat power of these trolls, everyone would probably become sacrifices.

The desire to survive made everyone burst out with unprecedented potential. Even the old housekeeper Siver and Mason, who were ordinary people, did not slow down the team's progress. Finally, before the sky was dawn, he bypassed the troll town and returned to the river.

"Hurry, do the wooden rafts, and only make one big one this time to save some time." Mastasha ordered gasping.

The river here is very close to the main road of the winding river, and the water surface is relatively wide, which can accommodate a large wooden raft of more than ten people.

"The troll is here, go!" About an hour later, the thief rushed out of the bush like a frightened rabbit, and waved to everyone with an anxious expression.

"Push the wooden raft down the river bank!" Everyone's faces changed slightly, and the speed of the trolls chasing surprised everyone. It seemed that these trolls had changed their guards in the middle of the night and discovered the changes in two posts.

The wood rafts were actually not tied up completely at this time, and even some dead branches on the trees were still there. However, I was no longer concerned at this time, so everyone had to push the semi-finished wood rafts into the water.

After the rafts slid hundreds of meters downstream, the figures of trolls finally appeared in the bushes on the river bank. The giant beasts waved their weapons angrily and shouted loudly at the rafts in the middle of the river.

"Haha, let's not eat, you big green beasts!" Lago stood up from the wooden raft, turned around and bent down, raised his butt and shook it, causing everyone to laugh. Of course, it also made the trolls on the shore even more manic, and some of them were so crazy that they threw the stone axes and wooden sticks in their hands.

Although most of them were not accurate, each of these heavy weapons stirred up waves more than ten meters high like shells, which made everyone on the raft secretly frightened. The thief even wiped his cold sweat and stopped his meaningless provocation in disappointment.

Three days later, a large wooden raft appeared on the wide river surface north of the Troll's Claw. After several days of escape, Qin Lun and others finally approached the exit of the river channel north of the Troll's Claw.

Everyone on the wooden raft can clean the river a little every day so that they will not lose their heads and faces, but their mental fatigue has reached the extreme, even the three murderous apostles.

If everyone hadn't gathered together and were alone, they would probably leave an indelible psychological shadow.

Hill, who had been on the wooden raft, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes, "The gargoyles came from a message. They saw some scattered cockscomb eagles. We should have approached the river waterfall. Are we going ashore near here?"

Although the cockscomb eagle lives in the Troll's Claw Mountains, because there are troll tribes inside the mountains, most of them place their nests outside the mountains to avoid troll hunting. The gargoyles can discover the cockscomb eagle, which means that they are not far from the exit of the mountains.

Everyone looked at each other, and relaxed smiles appeared on their faces. They were finally about to escape.

"Thanks Misla!" Winnie put her palms together and prayed to the magic goddess. Although she was not a believer, her prayer was sincere at this time.

"Philal!" Ilistin suddenly rushed into Qin Lun's arms, revealing a smile that was even worse than crying, and crystal tears poured out from his eyes.

"Okay, okay!" Qin Lun sighed and gently patted the elf druid's soft shoulder.

"Haha!" Everyone on the wooden raft laughed kindly, but it sounded a little inexplicable emotion.

Although only Ilisten was captured by the trolls, from the time they entered the Land of Death until now, everyone has experienced a thrilling adventure. Who can understand the hard work and mental paths in it besides themselves?

More than two hours later, they finally arrived at the river waterfall north of the Troll's Claw, roaring in their ears like the sound of water from galloping horses. The water mist rising below the waterfall made it impossible for everyone to see the situation below. A gorgeous rainbow ran across the waterfall like a dream.

Standing on the bank dam at the edge of the waterfall, I saw the winding river extending to the distance like a brocade belt, embedded on the green earth. The dense forests on both sides of the river rustled in the wind, and the green tree canopy was undulating like waves.

"It's so beautiful!" Rick took off his helmet, took a deep breath, and looked into the distance with deep eyes. After a moment, the Knight suddenly turned around and said to his two mercenary companions, "Vinny, Lago, I'm going back!"

"Go back?" Lago and Vini looked at each other, suddenly remembering something, and their eyes lit up.

"Captain, are you talking about Chara?" Lago asked in surprise, "But you said you would wait for a while not long ago?"

"Well, I originally wanted to hone myself, but now it seems that it's just an excuse." Rick's tough face showed a wry smile, "This adventure made me see clearly that I am not lacking in strength, but just a heart that is brave enough to face it!"

PS: Sorry, everyone, I was too lazy to move when I stopped Qingming. I didn’t want to move until now. I have finished my mood and started writing.
Chapter completed!