There is no doubt that for two high-elf rangers who are full of magical equipment, the guard posts set up in the fortress to prevent trolls from sneak attacking are basically a decoration.

Except for those dogs with particularly sensitive sense of smell and hearing, they don’t even need to avoid them at all, just walk over them openly.

And dogs are definitely impossible to be placed in places where nobles gather.

So they found the study room located on the innermost side without any effort.

Just when the male elf wanted to use a tool to pry open the locked door, the female elf suddenly raised her hand and made a little restless move. She personally went into battle with a long wire to hook the latch inside, and then left a gesture of "You are windproof outside" and got in.

However, after entering the study, she realized that the situation was a little different from what she expected.

Because there was no one in the study, and even the oil lamp was not lit, a tunnel leading to the basement was shining with dim light.

Out of curiosity, the female ranger walked down the stairs carefully.

In about a few seconds, she saw the horror scene that made her unforgettable and numb scalp.

In the spacious basement, two trolls were fixed on two chairs, and the skulls were uncovered, revealing the white brain soaked in the blood inside.

One of them had a lot of mysterious symbols engraved on the back of his hands and arms, and he was obviously a witch doctor who mastered voodoo spells.

As for the other one, it is an ordinary troll warrior, with the muscles of both hands and feet very developed.

But at the moment, these two unlucky guys are like mice placed on the experimental bench, and they can't move no matter how hard they struggle.

I could only watch this demon-like human being constantly doing some messy experiments on the brain above my head.

Especially those colorful liquids, once they are poured onto the brain, will immediately cause severe pain that cannot be described in words.

But their tongues and vocal cords have been removed, and they make a little sound. They can only show the pain they have endured through their hideous and distorted expressions.

Obviously, Allen was doing a comparative experiment again, observing the changes in the brain between ordinary trolls and troll witch doctors, and even figuring out the role of those mutated parts.

Through several sets of observations, he found that the brain of the Azeroth caster is larger than that of the non-caster.

Among them, the brain mound is even more mutated and cannot be identified at all. Two extremely thick nerve sources extend out, connecting the cortex full of wrinkles on it.

Whenever the experimental question tries to cast spells, these two nerve sources will release extremely violent electrical signals.

In other words, whether it is a mage, priest, shaman, witch doctor, paladin, warlock, and the reliance of casting and controlling energy comes from the brain.

No wonder all spell casting professions in the game regard intelligence as the most important attribute.

As for the pain these two trolls suffered, Alan didn't care at all.

Because around their necks, Allen found a necklace made of human teeth.

In other words, both of these trolls have killed more than one human being, and the necklace made of teeth is proof of it.

Unfortunately, the brain of any intelligent creature is extremely complex, not to mention the mutated brain of the caster.

Without enough instruments and external force, with the help of mortals, Allen was helpless and could only use stimulation to release more signals from his brain, and use this as a basis to slowly establish an analysis system.

After all, not being a god is the bottom line he set for himself.

From the moment he arrived, he planned to live as a mortal, and even if his body was killed by the ancient god, the guardian of the Titan, or the demons of the Burning Legion, he would not take any revenge.

As the rulemaker, if you break the rules you set by yourself, wouldn’t you be unable to afford to lose?

Allen felt that he hadn't fallen to that level.

And I also enjoy this process of cultivating a powerful "character" from scratch and facing various challenges like playing a game.

With such a mood and thought, he picked up the last bottle filled with black liquid from the table and poured it into the exposed brains of the two trolls.

moment!

These two guys seemed to be crazy and began to twist their bodies wildly. Even though their brains were spilling out, they had no intention of stopping.

After struggling for about a minute, the troll warrior began to decompose at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly turning into a pool of black, red, bloody and unknown substances.

All his bones, internal organs, muscles, and skin were completely dissolved as if they were soaked in strong acids.

In contrast, the witch doctor's reaction is even more thrilling.

I saw that the skin and muscles on his body were also broken down at a speed visible to the naked eye like a warrior, but for some reason, the bones were preserved intact.

Especially for the brain, the uppermost cortex is clearly turned into a pool of meat paste, but the brain area miraculously does not suffer any damage.

Not only is there no damage, but it is also releasing some kind of dark light.

In the end, the troll witch doctor was left with only a bloody skeleton, as well as the glowing brain mound in the skull, dancing and shaking constantly, full of horror, thrilling, and weirdness that could not be described in words.

There is no doubt about it!

Alan did this not because he was cruel and perverted in his heart, but because he wanted to figure out how great the effect of the brain mound could be for the caster.

The answer is obviously easy!

It has surpassed the limits of the body and even entered the realm of the soul.

"Interesting! Is the Brain Hill a container that carries the soul? Or is it very close to the soul? If the Brain Hill is really the most important organ of the spellcaster, then the undead spellcaster clearly has only a pair of bones left, so why can he still cast spells?" Alan murmured to himself while touching his chin.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a thud from behind him.

When I looked back, I found that it was a black shadow who accidentally knocked down the opening tool placed on the table in panic.

The black shadow obviously realized how huge the mistake he had made, and immediately wanted to follow the passage to escape the terrible basement.

Unfortunately, before he could run a few steps, Allen grabbed a small hammer for opening the scoop and threw it out.

Bang!

"ah!!!!!!"

No surprises!

The hammer rolled and hit the back of the opponent's head, knocking him to the ground on the spot, and rolling down the stairs.

Fortunately, the hammer is very small in size and weight, so it did not break the skull, but just bulged a large bag.

Before the shadow could come back from the dizzy adverse reaction, Alan had already come to the front, grabbed the collar and picked up the guy who had been secretly trapped from the ground, and removed the magical hood and cloak.

moment!

A female elf face with delicate appearance, long golden hair and a bunch of pointed ears revealed.

"High Elves?" Allen was obviously stunned.

He just thought that this was the troll general sent by the trolls outside the city to assassinate his own stalker.

But who knows that it turned out to be an elf ranger.

Especially the magic leather armor on his body, the badges on his chest, and the bows and arrows behind him are all equipment that only high elf rangers can have.

"Get out! Stay away from me!"

The female elf was obviously scared by the scene she saw just now, and immediately pulled out two sharp daggers from her boots and stabbed Ellen hard in the chest.

Her purpose is very simple, that is, to force the other party to let go and then escape as quickly as possible.

But unfortunately, at such a close distance, Allen, as a man, has an overwhelming advantage.

As a result, before the dagger could be stabbed out, the female elf's wrist was grabbed tightly, and then she was pulled up with her hands, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Pitiful!

Weak!

helpless!

But even so, he did not try to call for help from his companions at the door.

Because she understood that even if her companions came, they would not be the opponent of the terrifying human in front of her.

Instead of dying with two people, it is better to die by yourself so that your companions can leave alive.

Allen undoubtedly noticed the other party's eyes that were ready to die, and immediately subconsciously frowned and said, "I think we seem to have some misunderstandings."

"Misunderstanding? No! I don't think so. I have seen everything you did just now." The female elf responded with a slightly trembling voice.

"But that's a troll! Are you Quel's Elves and Amani Trolls a feud? And I just used two trolls who had eaten humans to do a small experiment, that's all." Allen explained with an innocent look on his face.

After saying that, he took the initiative to let go of the other party and took a few steps back to show that he was not hostile.

After all, according to the original plot, the high elves are one of the most determined allies of human beings in the future, and they are also teachers who guide human beings toward magical civilization.

Allen doesn't want some misunderstandings to end up parting ways.

"experiment?"

Hearing this word, the female elf's originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

Although she is not a mage, she also knows that those compatriots who have powerful arcane power often study some more dangerous things.

Among them, the magic barriers used to expel trolls were experiments made with prisoners.

"That's right! Experiment!" Allen nodded slightly. "According to my accidentally discovery, all spellcasters in this world will undergo changes in their brains, making them incredible differences from their peers. Simply put, the brain of the spellcaster will become more developed."

"So that's it! I thought you were holding some evil ritual to sacrifice to the demons."

The female elf wiped a handful of sweat on her forehead, and she seemed to be exhausted. She sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

It can be seen that she was indeed frightened, so she almost vomited out all the things she had just eaten while covering her mouth several times.
To be continued...