Mercenary Wars

Chapter 94 The Bag of Misfortune

The sudden surge in Gaugano's power caught the two troll warriors protecting the witch doctor off guard.

By the time they realized what was happening, Gaucano unleashed a swift breeze as an obstacle.

For Gorgano in his Blood Rush state, Swift Breeze was no longer very effective, but for the two trolls, four clusters of Swift Breeze were enough to disrupt their movements and make it harder for them to keep up with the pace.

With just a few turns and jumps, Gaugano successfully broke through the blockade of two troll warriors and quickly approached the troll witch doctor.

The troll witch doctor had also noticed him and quickly turned his attention away from John, while simultaneously untying a bag from his waist and pointing it at Gaugano.

A flash of red light appeared at the mouth of the bag, and a fireball shot out with a whoosh.

Gaucano dodged quickly, and the speed of his Blood Rush made him extremely difficult to aim at.

Another fireball came, this time partially hitting him and injuring him.

But when Blood Regeneration was activated, and several gaps appeared on the blade of the Blood Summoning Sword, Gaucano's burns were quickly healed.

Seeing that he couldn't stop Gaucanor, the troll witch doctor broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly cast a magical shield on himself, then steadied his mind and chanted a spell.

Gao Jiano closed in, wielding the Blood-Summoning Sword and slashing fiercely!

With a single strike, the troll witch doctor's magical shield immediately began to flicker rapidly!

The troll witch doctor's face turned pale; the Blood Summoning Sword's ability to destroy magical shields was clearly far more effective than he had anticipated.

He quickly changed the spell and cast another layer of magical shield on himself.

But even two layers of magical shields couldn't change anything.

The Blood-Summoning Sword slashed relentlessly, breaking through the magic shield in just a few strikes and piercing into the troll witch doctor's body.

Killing a level 4 troll grants +200 experience.

With the witch doctor dead, the troll chieftain was clearly no match for John and quickly began to falter, eventually having his skull smashed by John's shield strike.

With the witch doctor and chieftain killed in battle, the remaining trolls lost all will to fight, and the situation was completely reversed.

Ten minutes later.

The five sat on the ground, panting heavily. Around them were the scattered corpses of trolls, and the air was filled with the stench of blood.

The bloody smell mostly belonged to the trolls, but some of it also belonged to them.

John, in particular, had dozens of wounds on his body, and Karclo almost exhausted all his healing spell scrolls just to make him look less terrible.

The others were also injured to varying degrees, and looked disheveled.

But in any case, they won the battle, and luckily no one died.

"Young Master Karklo, are these the same trolls we encountered before?" Colin asked.

Humans have difficulty distinguishing the appearance of trolls, but this doesn't seem to be a problem for Karklo, who can understand the troll language.

He shook his head: "No."

Andrew: "How many people did the forest trolls send out?" Calcro pondered for a moment and said: "Probably no fewer than the humans in Lower Stonetalon Valley."

"So many!" The other four were surprised. "Is this really a 'hunting competition' or an invasion?"

Karklow sighed: "The two may not be contradictory. After all, humans and trolls have been calling each other invaders for at least several thousand years. Their wars have only ever begun, never ended..."

Of all the known intelligent races in Farallon, trolls are the oldest, much older than blood elves, and they once built vast empires, producing many great warriors and hunters.

Therefore, from the trolls' perspective, they are the true masters of the world of Farallo, while humans are the invaders and plunderers who stole their rightful living space. They simply want to reclaim what belongs to them.

Humans acknowledge that trolls are older than themselves, but they offer a different interpretation of history. For instance, in the eyes of "devout" humans, "justice" originates primarily from gods and faith, not from a sequence of arrival; trolls, lacking "correct faith," deserve to be robbed and killed.

Less devout humans would try to argue that trolls weren't the first intelligent beings in Farallo, that trolls did everything humans did, and that their righteousness was equally questionable, so let's just let strength speak for itself.

Based on this irreconcilable conflict of worldviews and living space, the war between humans and trolls has never truly stopped; all peace is merely a temporary truce or even preparation for war.

The five had no way of knowing whether it was a "troll war," but in any case, what they had to do was to inform the Fourth Examiner's camp as soon as possible.

So they didn't dare linger and only spent half an hour resting and cleaning up the battlefield.

During this cleanup of the battlefield, Gaucano obtained several bags from the troll witch doctor, one of which was naturally a "lucky bag," while the others were "bad luck bags."

[Item: Misfortune Bag]

[Level: Level 3]

There's not much to say about the lucky bag, but the unlucky bag made Gaucano examine it carefully for a while.

Unfortunately, the unlucky bags look ordinary, or rather, exactly the same as the lucky bags. If it weren't for his ability to display his abilities, Gaucano might have mistaken them for lucky bags and tried to open them—only to get scammed.

For the owner of the Doom Bag, it is like a reusable spell scroll, sealing some spells for use in emergencies. The spells that the troll witch doctor cast on Gorgano were all cast through the Doom Bag.

However, for those who do not know how to use it, the bag of misfortune is nothing short of a trap, and a very difficult one to detect. If one opens it rashly, one will inevitably be met with voodoo, curses, and magical attacks, which are impossible to defend against.

Originally, the Doom Bag wasn't a trap, but when trolls accidentally discovered that it could function as a trap—especially against other races—it began to acquire and enhance its trap function, eventually evolving into what it is today.

This is why the terms "lucky bag" and "bad luck bag" came into being; the former contains wealth when opened, while the latter brings misfortune.

Gaucano cannot use the curse bag, so it can only be put away.

The group continued their journey and finally arrived at the fourth examiner's camp late at night, where they explained the situation to the examiner.

"You encountered dozens of trolls?" The examiner was greatly surprised upon hearing the news.

Karklow produced a troll skull as evidence: "In the name of the Bremen family, we are telling the truth."

The examiner stared at the troll's head for a moment, then looked at John's numerous wounds, and then said to another level 5 hunter in the camp, "We must inform the guild and the mayor... immediately!"

Without further ado, the other party led over a powerful black cheetah, mounted it, gave a soft shout, and disappeared into the vast night.

Then the examiner turned his attention back to the five disheveled individuals: "Thank you for your heroic efforts. This is important news. You can rest here from now on and do not need to continue the assessment."

(End of this chapter)