Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 4 The Troll Leader
Lying on the ground dying, Mark, who hadn't had a drop of water all day and night, was exhausting his physical strength, and the fight with several trolls drained his last strength. One of the trolls knocked and broke three of his ribs. It is worse.

Looking at the troll leader rushing towards him, Mark struggled and tried to stand up, but failed, as if the body was no longer his.

The troll leader was getting closer and closer. Mark exhausted his last strength and threw the one-handed sword like a dart. The idea was good but it had no practical effect.

The troll leader blocked the one-handed sword with a smirk, and raised his spear high.

At this moment, Mark is very calm, without fear, without sadness, only with regret.

"Little Nelson, Beck and Big Dog, I'm sorry," Mark smiled wryly, "I'm sorry I can't avenge you."

Mark closed his eyes like an appointment, waiting for the moment of death to come.

The waiting death did not come, but a scream was heard, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Mark opened his eyes suspiciously, and saw the troll leader lying beside him.

When the troll leader stood up, a burning fireball flew from an unknown direction and blew the troll leader away again. The flames produced by the fireball quickly ignited the animal skin and wooden armor on the troll leader.

"Now is not the time to accept fate!" Carl rushed over quickly.

Just at the critical moment, Karl found two magic scrolls in his magic pocket, one arcane missile and one fireball.

Special techniques and special magic ink engrave the spell model on the spell scroll. The magic ink provides sufficient mana, and only a little mana guide is needed to successfully release the corresponding spell.

This is also the reason why Karl successfully released the spell when his magic power was basically exhausted.

The flames on his body were blazing, and his mouth kept screaming, but the troll leader stood up again with his strong vitality, howling like a hell demon and rushing towards the two of them.

Carl dragged Mark and ran away, and the flaming troll leader chased them down aggressively behind him.

In the end, the two successfully consumed the troll leader.

Sitting on the ground panting, Karl's eyes turned black, which was a sign of excessive physical exertion, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

Mark was even worse. Three ribs were broken by the troll before, and he was dragged and ran all the way by Karl when his energy was exhausted.

Kill the troll leader, +50 experience, experience value: 380.

Opening the unfinished bottle of mana potion, Karl drank it all in one gulp, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

A few hours later, Carl slowly opened his eyes.

It was already dawn, and the flames in the camp were also extinguished. Mark recovered well, took the sword, collected the heads of the trolls, and threw them into the caravan's carriage.

Several horses had been harnessed to the carriage. Seeing Carl finished his meditation, Mark greeted them, and the two got into the carriage and left the troll camp.

The carriage drove slowly into the forest. The forest was covered with tall trees and low shrubs. The two had to stop and clean up frequently to let the carriage pass, which greatly slowed down the speed.

There was also a small episode in the middle, a few gray wolves without eyes were watching in the field of vision, as if saying: "Do you have anything to eat, I'm hungry."

When Karl and Mark stopped to clear the road, they tried to rush over. Karl shot a gray wolf with an arcane missile that was bloody and bloody.

Mark ran over to carry Gray Wolf's body back, and said excitedly, "Great, lunch is here!"

Near noon, the carriage finally drove out of the forest and onto the main road.

Secure the wagon to the side of the road.

"Water making."

Karl summoned a basin of clean water with spells, and Mark skillfully washed and stripped the gray wolf with his dagger, lit a bonfire, and put the gray wolf on the grill.

Soon the smell of meat spread around, and Karl was drooling. From the troll attack to now, he hadn’t eaten anything for more than a day and a night. The battle in the troll camp kept his nerves in a state of tension, and he didn’t feel hungry. After relaxing, the long-lost sense of taste came back, and the stomach continued to protest, and Mark's situation was similar.

When Mark chopped the roasted gray wolf into eight pieces and handed the hind legs to Karl, Karl felt that he was so hungry that he could eat a wild boar.

"Oh, it's so hot!"

Gobbling it voraciously, Karl wanted to eat his own tongue, it was simply the most delicious food in the world.

The two ate for nearly 2 hours. Karl patted his stomach, sat on the ground, and leaned against the carriage contentedly. He had already eaten all the wolf legs.

Mark was still chewing on the second one.

"Soldiers eat more than mages," Carl sighed while watching Mark eat, "After all, the amount of exercise is not at the same level."

After lunch, pack up, put out the bonfire, and continue on the road.

The carriage moved along the main road, the terrain gradually became higher, the temperature dropped, and snow covered the ground.

White mist appeared in his breath, and Karl kept rubbing his hands to keep warm, "I must learn ice armor in the future!"

The effect of Ice Armor is similar to that of Flame Armor. It mainly protects mages from accidentally hurting themselves with evocation spells. Contrary to the heat resistance of Flame Armor, Ice Armor's cold resistance is also quite good.

The carriage continued to move forward, the terrain gradually lowered, and the lush plants reappeared, and this went back and forth several times.

As the evening approached, the pony snorted, and after turning over a steep slope, the hotel appeared in front of the two of them. Carl breathed a sigh of relief and finally had a good night's sleep.

The owner of the hotel warmly received the two of them. After collecting dozens of copper coins, a smile seemed to overflow from his face, and he immediately arranged the room.

Continuing to set off the next morning, several carriages drove away from the hotel one after another and merged into the main road.

The apprentice's long-distance running was thrown into the magic pocket. Karl changed into a set of cold-proof human civilian clothes bought at the post station, leaned comfortably on the carriage, and looked at the scenery on the roadside.

The carriage kept turning over one hill after another, and he soon became bored, asking: "Brother Mark, how long do we have to go?"

"Over the hill ahead," Mark opened the simple map research.

"You said that before!"

Put away the map and announce: "Less than 50 kilometers left to climb over the mountain ahead!"

Karl fell headlong into the carriage.

Open the Heart of Order system, 380 experience points, it's time to spend it.

"Heart of Order, optimize the Arcane Missile spell model."

"Optimize the Arcane Missile spell model, which consumes 200 experience, is it optimized?"

"optimization."

"The spell model is being optimized."

He took out the spell book of Arcane Missile from his pocket to read, and saw a sentence on the title page as soon as he opened it.

May your mage's path be as bright as the sunwell's light forever.

——Instructor Desai Fire Wing.

Carl couldn't help but smile wryly, this is really a sincere blessing.

Today's high elves believe that the Sunwell is like the tower of Silvermoon City, which will stand until the end of the world.

It is also believed that mana addiction is a blessing from the Sunwell.

Even if human beings are created by Titans, the number of mage apprentices is less than 1%, and the average arcane affinity of mage apprentices is C.

There are almost no mages among dwarves, and dwarves are stronger than dwarves, and there is a big gap between them and humans.

The average arcane affinity of the high elves can reach C, a race of almost all mages, which makes the high elves a brilliant magic civilization.

However, how glorious the high elves are now, it would be so miserable to lose the Sunwell.

The Arcane Missile spell model has been optimized, and a new spell model: Arcane Arrow has been obtained.

Arcane Arrow: Level 2 spell, the spell forms 3 arcane arrows, causing piercing damage to the enemy, with a knockback effect, the three arcane arrows can be aimed individually, and can cause damage to 3 enemies at most.

"Level 2, it's actually a spell of level 2!"

Shaking his head, Karl gave up the idea of ​​trying it now. Magic backlash is no small matter. There are 100 or 80 mages whose heads are blown up by magic backlash in Dalaran every year. He doesn't want to be listed in the Violet News in this way.

(End of this chapter)