he came from the void

"No troll is smarter than the great sage Gwabrak. He is the smartest and most cunning troll. It is he who makes the Freljord people afraid to bet with trolls." The chief looked at the other trolls under his command. , they all nodded.

"Guabrak is smart, but he is dead, he died a miserable death, and he has money that he can't spend. He won the bet and annoyed him at the same time, so he couldn't even get into his own treasury... "

Trundle couldn't help shaking his head, Guabrak went to Orne to make a bet that if he won the drink, he would build a door in his coffers that thieves couldn't open, but even he was shut out.

Because he put a shard of True Ice in Ornn's wine barrel, and the shards of True Ice continued to melt so that Ornn could not finish drinking the wine. In a fit of anger, Ornn built a door that even Guabrak couldn't open.Because he is a thief who murders time.

However, after Trundle got the Ice stick, he began to doubt this legend, because the Ice will never melt, even if it is placed in the hottest furnace, it will still be cold. It stands to reason that such a fragment is put in the barrel , The whole barrel of wine should be frozen, how can it continue to melt and dilute the wine?

Even if the shards of pure ice could be melted by the heat wave emanating from Ornn, the God of Forging, the wine must have evaporated first.So from then on, Trundle knew that this was just a legend, and the worship of Gua Braque no longer mattered.

"So what? Guabrak is a symbol of intelligence in the language of our trolls. As long as you can take advantage of Ornn, I will admit that you are the smartest troll."

The troll chief was furious, picked up a stone and threw it at Trundle.The latter dodged sideways, and the stone hit the head of another troll, and the troll fell down immediately.

"Please, that's just a legend, and Ornn hasn't been on the mountain for thousands of years? Where can I find him? In my opinion, let's compete to see who can eat better." Trundle grinned and showed his fangs.

"No, I heard that you are very good at eating, and you ate Yetu to death." A smart troll will not suffer twice in one thing, especially if there are lessons learned from the past.

"Well, I ate him and there's not even a claw left. So we must fight with our fists?"

"That's right." After the chief finished speaking, the other trolls gathered around to form a circle, and then began to stomp their feet, waiting to beat Trundle to the ground. The troll whose head was hit by a stone just stood up, and was stunned for no reason. In situ, trying to understand what happened.

"I fight a group? It's against the rules. We're dueling like Winter's Claw, one-on-one." Trundle looked around, pointed at the troll chief, and clenched the bone crushing rod with his other hand.

Now they were just close enough to be within a stick's distance. If the troll chief dared to say no, the bone smasher would hit the opponent's head immediately, and the group of trolls would be calmed down first.

The troll chief looked down at Trundle's size, nodded and said, "That's fine."

Trundle glanced at the hole above the ceiling, and felt a strange gaze from somewhere.

"Then let's fight in an open place."

The troll chief took a huge iron block and came to Trundle. The end of the iron block was connected to an iron chain. He wrapped the iron chain around his arm, swung it around and smashed it down heavily. The iron block immediately hit the rocky ground. Plow a deep furrow.

"Do you know what this is?" the troll chief asked Trundle.

"If I remember correctly, those little people call this thing an anchor, and they use this drag iron to hold the ship in place, or break the ice."

"Yes, that's right, and I'm going to smash you with him now!" The troll chief grinned, and his laughter shook the icicles on the edge of the skylight above his head, hitting his solid hard skin It bounced off again.

The surrounding trolls retreated one after another, so as not to become the unlucky ghost who was hit by the anchor, they formed a wall, and the duel was about to begin.

"Try it, then, and don't underestimate the clever Trundle."

"Come on, where is the fortune teller!" At this moment, the troll chief suddenly roared, and a special troll stepped forward.

He was covered with the whole snowman's skin, and the snowman's skull rested on his shoulders.The red hair is tied into several braids, and the thick hair is tied into sky braids, giving off a hint of happiness.The fangs of an unknown beast were used as earrings, piercing through the pointed ears, and a necklace hung on the chest with a human skull on it.

The troll fortune-teller shook the skull staff in his hand, and sang with a blizzard-like growl: "Arise, ancient troll, arise, dominate the ice and snow, pierce the sky. Arise, ancient troll, Arise, give us strength, and send them to their deaths!"

"Troll chant?! You're cheating!" Trundle roared, but to no avail, he could only watch helplessly as the troll chief became taller and stronger with his muscles like mountains uplift.

But he wasn't unprepared, he looked up at the skylight, and while the attention of the other trolls was on the chief, he stuffed the prepared mud pills into his ears without leaving a trace.

"He didn't end again, so why did I cheat?" Feeling the wild power, the troll chief couldn't help moaning comfortably: "Ah! Powerful power, a gift from the ancient king of trolls!"

Trundle pretended to be gnashing his teeth, looking at the fortune teller as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The fortune teller sneered and retreated behind many big trolls. It is said that there are not many trolls who know how to recite ancient trolls, but if they learn it, they can call the names of their ancestors and give their compatriots amazing power.

Therefore, the troll fortuneteller is protected by the tribe. If Trundle wants to kill him, he will definitely be blocked by many big trolls.

"Where are you looking!"

There was a sound of chain dragging, and Trundle turned his head to see that the heavy anchor had been thrown towards his head from one side.

He didn't dare to take it head-on, and lay down to avoid the swaying anchor. Even the troll's physique couldn't compare with steel, let alone the opponent had been blessed by the troll's recitation.In the next battle, he couldn't withstand any frontal attack from the anchor, otherwise his bones would surely shatter like a crutch.

Chapter 645 Trundle

The fight was on the verge of breaking out, and Trundle rose quickly, swinging the bone-crushing club at the troll chieftain's thigh.

With a bang, the bone smasher smashed hard on the leg armor made of Ernuk's ribs.Zhenbing's killing magic was transmitted along with the impact, and the bone armor was instantly covered with thick frost from the inside to the outside as if it was put into liquid nitrogen.

When Trundle wanted to smash the frozen bone armor for the second time, Zong's big hand came down from above and caught him in the air.Under the blessing of the troll's chanting, the troll chief's size has exceeded the limit of their race, and his head is almost reaching the ceiling.

Moreover, the troll's chanting also strengthened his speed. His speed was not slow, and it also didn't match this huge body.

Trundle, who was caught in the air, wanted to break the troll chief's hand, but every finger of the other party was as thick as his wrist, and he couldn't break it no matter how hard he tried.The chief grabbed him, a derisive grin on his enlarged face.

"Trundle, I've heard other trolls say you're smart."

"What?" Trundle couldn't hear anything with mud balls in his ears.

"Pretend to be stupid, right? Wait until I open your brain and suck your brain well, then I will know how smart you are."

As he said that, the troll chief licked his lips, and yellow saliva flowed out from between his fangs. He grabbed Trundle and sent it to his mouth.

Before coming here, Trundle had thought of countless ways to die, including being eaten by trolls.But the death method of being gnawed off like this, and then sucked by a troll is unheard of, and I have never even thought about it.He thought that his brain must have something better than those trolls whose heads were full of stones, and this kind of death was absolutely unacceptable to him.

With a bloody wind blowing in his face, Trundle watched the huge mouth getting closer, and decisively smashed the bone smashing rod at the opponent's huge nose.

His blow directly caused the troll chief's nose to crooked, and the sound of the bridge of his nose breaking could be heard clearly.The nose had been frozen into a lump of ice, the troll chief roared in pain, threw Trundle out, and then reached out to touch his nose.

It's okay if you don't touch it, but when you touch it, the whole nose fell off and turned into broken ice on the ground. Such an injury, no matter how strong the troll's self-healing ability is, it can't be saved. From now on, he will be a giant without a nose. It's crazy.Without a huge nose, the originally ugly troll didn't look good, and the two exposed nostrils only made him look more terrifying.

The troll fortune-teller realized that something was wrong, and quickly waved his staff and began to chant spells to interfere with Trundle, but the latter had already stuffed mud pellets in his ears in advance, and turned a deaf ear to the vicious spell.

Trundle was thrown to the ground by the chief's force, and even broke several ribs, but with the troll's powerful self-healing ability, the injury was not serious, and it only took a few days to recover.

"I'm going to eat you alive!" Thinking that he would never smell the delicious stench of rotting food again, the troll chief roared, shaking the whole mountain.He slammed the anchor at Trundle, who rolled to one side.

The huge impact shook him up, Trundle glanced hastily, the place where he fell just now had been plowed into a deep ditch.

Trundle avoided his sharp edge and ran around the opponent. When the opponent retracted the thrown anchor, he stepped forward and smashed the frozen leg armor.

Karn and Kai'Sa stood on the edge of the skylight watching as Trundle faced off with the troll chieftain.This brood of trolls really stinks, and they were right not to follow in.

It now looks like Trundle has the upper hand, but Kahn knows it won't last long.Compared with Trundle who keeps running in the open space, the troll chief only needs to stand in place and shake the anchor to cover all directions of the attack. With the blessing, don't expect him to be physically exhausted until the battle is over.

"I still have to help. The difference in size is too great. Even with the True Ice weapon, it's hard to win. He can't even hit the opponent's head." Kahn watched the development of the battle and couldn't help shaking his head.

"If you don't help him, he will die. His backup plan is us." Kai'Sa echoed.

He looked around, only white snow, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Sure enough, during an all-round sweeping attack of the anchor, Trundle took off a little slower because of deformed footsteps, and his feet were tripped by the chains connected to the anchor, and he fell upside down.Immediately afterwards, the troll chief clenched his other hand into a fist and hammered it down on the spot.

At the critical juncture, a large amount of snow poured down from the skylight above the head, pouring down on the head and back of the troll chief like a scorpion, drowning him.And the ice pick hidden in it is even more insidious, almost piercing the chief's back into a hedgehog.

This sudden avalanche saved Trundle's life. He quickly got up, pulled out the bone crushing stick from the snow, and slammed it hard on the troll chief's fist, turning his entire forearm into an ice sculpture. The leg without the bone armor was also frozen, completely disabled.

The troll chief who was in pain roared and swept Trundle away. The latter blocked it with a bone smasher, but was thrown directly into the wall, but the opponent's ice arm was also covered with cracks after this blow, and gradually broken.

At last he lost his foolish anchor, and with his remaining arm and leg he fought Trundle, who, too, was shoved back to the angry chief by the great trolls.

But without an arm and a leg, he is just a meat target, no matter how great his advantages are, he can only lie flat on the ground and scratch randomly, or try to roll over.But under Trundle's careful maneuvering, the troll chief never touched him again, and the remaining two limbs were also smashed by him one by one, turning into a human stick.

Even with such a serious injury, the troll chief's vitality is still terribly strong, without any signs of weakening, and it seems that as long as he eats and drinks enough, he can live forever.

Exhausted, Trundle came to the troll chief with a bone crushing club, and the latter even wanted to stretch his head to bite him to death.Trundle didn't let him talk, kept his distance, and panted, "I won, you bastard."

Then he struck down with his club, ending the Troll Chieftain's misery, and all cries or roars were silenced as the ice shattered.

He looked exhausted and might fall to the ground at any time, but he was supported by the bone crushing rod, and he stared fiercely at the fortune-teller in the crowd. The latter swallowed in fear, and his Adam's apple continued to roll.

Suddenly, he raised his arms and shouted: "Now! Who is the king of trolls?!"

The fortune-teller was startled by his action, thinking he was going to be killed, he was the first to jump out and shout Trundle's name.With him taking the lead, the rest of the trolls also shouted loudly.

"Trundle!"

"Trundle!"

6Chapter 16 King's Rule

Trundle basked in the cries as he successfully defended his title as King of the Trolls among the Horde.There can only be one king. With this, he can make many troll tribes obey his orders and get the most food.

He looked around, made eye contact with each troll, then looked directly at the troll fortune-teller, stretched out a sallow finger, and said an irreversible order.

"You! Come back to the south with me."

"Okay. I just want to change places too." The troll fortune-teller smiled flatteringly until Trundle looked away.

Then Trundle began to watch, those trolls who dared to face him.

He may not know it yet, but Trundle has decided to kill him, the fortune-teller.Said to bring him back to the south, just to create a chance to be alone, so that other trolls would never know what happened to the fortuneteller.

And the reason for doing so.It's because he follows the old gods and kings, and stands on the opposite side of the Frost Witch. He will never follow Trundle loyally.Trundle chant combined with any great northern troll can pose a threat to Trundle, so this hidden danger must be eliminated.

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It was Trundle's rule not to leave a wise troll alone, even if the fortuneteller was very old.In Trundle's eyes, smart trolls either stay around or die.He must ensure that the tribes he has conquered are obedient to him, otherwise things will happen sooner or later.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Kaenkasha came to the foot of the mountain to wait, but it took a long time before Trundle came out of the cave.

He was carrying the bone crushing stick, leisurely, humming a little tune, and immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw the two of them.

"Why so long?" Kahn asked impatiently.

"I taught some disobedient trolls a lesson, and I grabbed their heads and bumped them, so that those disobedient trolls shut up." Trundle picked out his ears to make himself hear clearly, and pointed He pointed to the hole behind him.

A horde of stinking trolls was pouring out of the dark hole like goats defecating, in lumps.

"Where are you guys? You were here just now?" Trundle realized that the two of them had disappeared in a blink of an eye. He called out tentatively, and immediately felt that someone kicked his knee hard. kneel down.But he turned his head and saw nothing.

"I know you're here." Trundle felt a slight tingle in the bristles on the back of his neck, as if he was being stared at.He figured out what was going on right away.

"What the hell are you doing? Want to cross the river and demolish the bridge?" A voice came from the empty air. Trundle glanced at the footprints printed on the snow and confirmed the opponent's location.

He turned around and said, "This is Lissandra's request. She wants me to bring some soldiers to strengthen her army."

"What does Lissandra want to develop the army? Do you want to start a war..." Kahn murmured, Lissandra has many iceborn warriors, isn't that enough for her to guard the Frostguard Fortress?

If she wanted to rule the entire Freljord, she would have done it long ago, why wait until now.But if it is used to deal with the monitors, what is the use of such small soldiers?

Kahn glanced at the undisciplined trolls, who pushed and shoved even when they went out, and started to move their hands and feet when their skin was scratched, showing the tendency to fight anywhere.

He couldn't help but sneered: "Are you sure? A stupid troll? I'm afraid he can't even be used as cannon fodder in a war."

"That's what Lissandra said, I don't know how she's going to train these trolls into soldiers."

Kahn saw that Trundle didn't seem to know the truth, so he didn't continue to ask.

"You bring so many trolls by yourself? Will they be obedient?" Kai'Sa asked.

"I lied to them that I was going to plunder. Don't say anything, they are here..." The trolls all rushed out of the cave, and Trundle didn't say any more.

These trolls were all taller than him, and it was quite oppressive to stand crowded together, but he felt that if all the trolls' brains were put together, they might not be as smart as him, and they would all be sacrificed.

Lissandra had asked him to bring some trolls there more than once, but this time he took away more than 20 big trolls, which was not too much for the tribe.But in the long run, it may cause some bad effects.

He didn't want to be a king without men, and if Lissandra didn't do him any favors, then this deal would be over.

"If you don't want to be frozen into an ice sculpture, then follow and let's go!"

Trundle gave the order, and the troll band marched in confusion, and Karnkasha's tiny footprints were not noticed at all.

……

The ice eagle flew across the blue sky, flapping the frost on its wings, and a biting cold wind blew across the barren land.Trundle tightened the fur cloak he was wearing, and hurried forward without saying a word.

The troll warband led by Trundle has been walking for several days and came to the colder north.He lied to these northern trolls that he was going to the south to plunder the rich Avarosa tribe, but after a few days, these trolls didn't realize that they had been going deep north. It was extremely stupid.

The cold would make you sleepy, and Trundle figured he'd stop and rest after a few more miles.He looked back at the group of naked trolls in the ice and snow, thinking that the northern trolls might have used all their body potential to resist the cold.

"How long is it?" A cold voice came from the nothingness around him, shaking Trundle's sleepiness away.

"Soon, less than three days," replied Trundle.

This is one of the few words that Kahn has said in the past few days. He basically does not communicate with Trundle at ordinary times, and he follows silently like a ghost, no matter what happens, he can keep up.

He was there when Trundle was walking, he was there when he was eating, he was there when he woke up, even when he was emptying his bowels.Except for him, the rest of the trolls didn't know that there were two invisible men following them all the time.

Encountering such a situation, even the troll with a big heart has to be frightened.But while he was worried, he also wondered if the other side didn't need to show up to empty his bowels?Wouldn't it be hard to fart in that armor?Their trolls fart at least dozens of times a day, and it's uncomfortable not to let go.

Seeing that the footprints were far away, Trundle returned to the previous silent state and hurried on his way.

On the other side, Kahn quickly moved to the highest point nearby and climbed to the top of a snow mountain.

Standing at the highest altitude nearby, taking advantage of the gap between the blizzard and the snowstorm, he looked around and checked the surrounding terrain, and the subsequent discovery made his brow wrapped under the helmet slightly frowned.