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Chapter 338

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The monster's arm actually grew back as if it had never been injured.

"Raging Fire." The three spells hit the monster at the same time, and the flames instantly engulfed it.

The monster let out a tragic cry, its hands kept beating its body.

The flames gradually extinguished, and the gorgeous clothes on the monster's body were burned away, and its originally gray skin turned into large patches of charred black.

Allen keenly discovered that the burned areas on the monster's body did not show any signs of healing, which meant that the flames were effective!

The monster suddenly did something shocking again. As it roared, it used its hands to dig at the charred flesh on its body.

Allen and the others saw that after it dug out the charred flesh, the remaining parts began to heal by themselves.

"I know, it's a Troll!" Hermione excitedly clapped her hands.

"If the Troll loses a limb or a part of its body, it can grow back, and if the severed limb is placed on the trunk, it can immediately connect it. Moreover, the flames and strong acid can cause normal damage to the Troll and inhibit its regeneration. "Hermione quickly said.

"Hermione is right, but we need to use a more powerful flame." Allen also thought of the monster's origin, and he was already thinking of countermeasures.

The Troll almost recovered, and without hesitation, it rushed toward Allen. It frantically tried to grab Allen who was closest to it.

Allen used an explosive spell to slightly slow down the Troll's speed. He motioned Hermione and Luna to quickly evacuate outside.

Hermione and Luna quickly ran out according to Allen's instructions.

Allen covered the two of them as they left, while quickly waving his magic wand to block the Troll with Iron Armor Spell.

At the corner where they were about to leave, the Troll suddenly stretched out its claws and rushed over, desperately waving them.

Allen kept defending while covering the two girls' retreat, and a little carelessness, the Troll's claws stretched out.

In order to protect Hermione and Luna behind him from harm, Allen braced himself, slightly sidestepped, and avoided the fatal blow.

The Troll's claws fell on Allen's arm, scratching through Allen's clothes, leaving a deep wound on his arm.

Blood instantly flowed from Allen's arm, dyeing the sleeve near the wound red.

"Allen!" Hermione exclaimed, and Luna's light silver eyes looked at Allen's wound with concern.

"I'm fine, you two quickly leave." Allen gritted his teeth, ignoring the wound on his arm, and urged the two to quickly leave.

Leaving the room, Hermione and Luna, according to Allen's instructions. Allen attracted all the Troll's attention, and the Troll chased after him.

In front of them was the deep pit that Allen had fallen into. Allen did not slow down at all, and directly ran towards the deep pit, and jumped in without hesitation.

The Troll, who had already lost its mind, also jumped down shakily.

However, before Allen jumped down, he had already quickly found a place to land.

Just as he landed on the ground, he quickly turned into a Phoenix phantom, and escaped the deep pit's trap, returning to the surface.

As for the Troll, because of its tall and sturdy body, it was pierced by those spikes when it fell.

While the Troll was struggling, the sound of rolling and surging suddenly came from above him, and raging flames rushed towards the Troll, instantly engulfing him, and everywhere the flames touched, turned into ashes.

Amidst the deafening roar of the flames, Allen healed his own wounds, and then the three of them continued forward in the heat wave.

Before leaving, Allen once again returned to the secret room with the sarcophagus, and gathered the scattered pieces of the Troll's flesh, and put them into his storage compartment.

"Allen, why did you …" Hermione looked at Allen collecting the extremely disgusting grey and black pieces of flesh, and found it hard to understand.

"Now, the Troll is almost extinct. Don't you think that its self-healing ability is worth researching? Although it is an undead creature, and definitely different from a living Troll, it still has a lot of research value. "Allen had his own considerations.

In addition to the Troll's flesh, Allen also found a refined dagger in the sarcophagus, which might have been used by the Troll when it was still alive. Clearly, the Troll, who had turned into an undead creature, preferred to use its sharp claws to attack.

The jewels in the sarcophagus were also of considerable value, including an exquisite silver ring, a hollow gold necklace, and two silver armbands carved with dragon images.

The sarcophagus also hid 220 ancient silver coins and 50 ancient gold coins, as well as a dark brown goatskin notebook.

Allen directly picked up the notebook, and quickly flipped through it.

It turned out that this Troll was a human Magus belonging to the Dragon Cultists. Because he had committed an unforgivable crime, he was buried alive here.

However, he was not willing to end his life just like that. Therefore, he used a forbidden spell of the Dragon Cultists to capture a large number of trolls. Through studying them, he was able to restore the reborn part of the ancient troll bloodline in these trolls. He wanted to transform himself from a human sorcerer into a troll sorcerer and be imprisoned in the tomb alive.

Perhaps there was a mistake in the process of casting the spell, but compared to an ordinary Troll, the Troll he had turned into was much weaker, and his movements were much slower.

At the same time, he still retained the fighting style of a Giant Dragon Sacrificer. However, due to his weak strength, he could not tear his opponent to pieces as easily as an ordinary Troll.

As time passed, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he gradually went crazy. He sealed himself in the sarcophagus, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.

Until someone opened the sarcophagus, he would wake up again.

He had planned well, but when Allen opened the sarcophagus again, he had already lost all of his consciousness and life, and had completely turned into an undead Troll.

Closing the notebook, Allen packed up the treasures he had obtained from the sarcophagus. Before leaving, he also stored the Eternity Fire on the mantelpiece into his storage space.

Next, they returned to the circular hall at the entrance of the castle, and walked in another direction.

When they explored the room again, apart from some broken stones on the ground, there was basically nothing else.

In this small room, which was far away from external disturbances, Allen and the other two took out some water and food to replenish their strength, and rested for a while.

"We did not meet a single werewolf on the path just now. It seems like they entered from this path. What comes next may be very dangerous, so we must be on high alert. "Allen solemnly reminded.

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