"Phew... I'm finally dead."
Looking at the troll's headless corpse before him, Lind finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The reason was simple: the strange giant sword in the beast's hand had an unexpected effect on hindering mental power, which had a very uncontrollable impact on the battle just now, and Lin De was intrigued by it.
Upon reaching the pit, the surrounding soldiers began cleaning up the battlefield, checking for any surviving trolls, and finishing them off one by one.
Linde picked up the greatsword, which had lost its effectiveness, and examined it closely.
A huge sword... no, it would be more accurate to call it a huge relic device.
The trolls melted down the metal, forged it into sword hilts, and set them into this iron-plate-like relic instrument.
Linde didn't waste any time and immediately activated his deconstruction aura to see what this thing was.
In an instant, a vast amount of memories flooded into my mind.
In his memory, Linde saw a vast hall, a hall filled with culture tanks.
Beneath the surrounding culture tanks, countless creatures whose forms had been erased were busily working around.
And this device was placed in a relatively central position in the hall.
Moreover, within this memory, it has always been in a state of continuous operation.
After a flash of white light, everything around fell silent.
When it saw light again, a huge troll stood in front of it and pulled it out of its base.
The next part is the troll's memories of taking it everywhere, even when eating, drinking, and relieving itself, it never forgets to bring its beloved greatsword.
After reading this memory, Lind had some guesses.
Linde retrieved the crystal powder he had previously found on the goblin and sprinkled some evenly onto the greatsword.
A familiar mental interference was emitted from this thing once again.
"That's exactly how it's used."
Just as Lind guessed, it is powered by crystal skeletons.
The unexpected activation during the battle was likely due to the explosion of Linde's crystal remains, which gave the giant sword energy.
Lind was now even more certain that the greatsword, capable of interfering with mental power, must have been taken from that building in the barbarian camp.
This explains the source of the peculiar activity that Linde sensed earlier through the activation halo.
It's not a dragon or a mythical creature, but a legacy left by a previous civilization.
A living being.
This made Lind even more eager to see what was in the camp.
"After this battle, there should only be some low-level goblins and troll offspring left in the camp, plus an elderly troll priest. Once the priest is dead, the rest are no threat."
Lind is quite adept at dealing with priests and mages.
The soldiers were exhausted and in dire need of restoring their strength.
"Rest here. We'll set off this afternoon and attack the barbarian camp directly."
"yes!"
In the afternoon, as the sun shone on the earth, Linde led his soldiers, who had regained some strength, toward the barbarian camp.
Throughout the journey, everyone remained highly vigilant and quietly concealed their whereabouts.
With the help of Lind's Aura of Activation, they killed a number of goblins that the team had run into.
These poor goblins were beheaded with a single sword strike before they could even utter a roar.
When Linde and his group approached the camp, they found that the goblins and troll foals inside were unaware of what was happening and were busy with their own affairs, showing no sign of tension.
After confirming the troll priest's location, Lind decisively issued the order.
Kill! Leave no one alive!
"kill!"
A deafening battle cry immediately rang out, and the soldiers charged into the camp like tigers, beginning a one-sided massacre.
Lind and Aster rushed toward the location of the troll priest.
The troll priest immediately knew what had happened and shook his bone staff, attempting to cast a spell.
Unfortunately, just as its mental energy began to emerge, Lind's counterspell and mental spikes arrived.
Then, Aster's swift sword strike severed the mad troll priest's head and core.
As the priest's vitality gradually faded, Linde turned to look at the battlefield. The battle was still ongoing. Although the barbarians had been caught off guard, they were still putting up a stubborn resistance due to their numerical advantage.
"Aster, let's finish this quickly. I'll go in and take a look first."
"yes."
Aster gripped his sword and marched toward the battlefield; it looked like some goblins were in for a rough time today.
Linde ran straight towards the cave entrance. As soon as he stepped inside, the wide passage made him feel a distinct difference.
It was spacious, so spacious, a world of difference from the small opening we had seen before; it was practically a palace.
"Why was the last ruin so cramped, but this one is so big?"
Linde now seriously suspects that he didn't enter the main gate of the ruins last time.
"It uses the same craftsmanship as the previous ruins..."
Linde touched the Silence Stone coating on the wall. Although the coating had aged considerably due to frequent comings and goings, the power that hindered the extension of mental energy was undeniable.
As they ventured deeper, Linde arrived in this vast hall.
Looking at the broken culture tanks around him, Linde felt a little amused. This scene, which seemed to be based on alien technology, felt somewhat out of place standing next to the knights who were fighting the goblins outside.
After looking around, Lind focused his attention on the strange, large tumor in the middle.
Calling it a sarcoma might not be quite accurate; it should be called a "cocoon."
Linde approached the flesh cocoon and activated his active aura to see if the cocoon would react.
After Linde activated the activation aura, he could clearly feel that the fleshy cocoon in front of him seemed to have become more...active.
It stretched out two tentacles and reached towards Lind.
"What does that mean?"
Lind felt a bit disgusted by these strange tentacles, which were covered in blue liquid.
I subconsciously took a step back, only to see the tentacle, somewhat unwilling, stretch forward again.
Finally, under Linde's control, it remained in a state where it was stretched to its maximum length, but unable to touch Linde.
Linde expanded the aura's range slightly, and the tentacles became even more active after the aura came into contact with them.
"Looks like it's working."
Although these tentacles did not directly touch Linde, under Linde's activated vision, the active light inside the cocoon was constantly getting stronger, indicating that it had been absorbing Linde's active aura.
Linde activated his deconstruction aura, scanning everything around him to see if there were any special surprises.
After Linde looked around, he actually found something of value.
"Experimental Culture Record (by Troll Malak)"
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