Seeing that the leader was in a different place, the troll side, whose morale had already plummeted, collapsed and was surrounded and killed by the herb collection team, and the entire army was soon wiped out.
Later, when the herb collection team was resting, Scala rushed to Rowe's side.
A shimmer of light appeared in his hand, and he swept it across Luo Wei's chest, his expression suddenly became strange.
"Lord Scala, how is Rowe?" Ander asked.
Scala touched his beard and checked it again. After a moment of silence, he said, "Luo Wei… It's not a big problem."
Sigurd blinked: "But, he was just punched by a troll, and it was that particularly strong troll…"
"I know." Scala didn't care. As he spoke, he put his hand on Rowe's head, and his fingertips glowed and flickered a few times.
Luo Wei's eyelids moved, and he woke up in a daze, then he sucked in a breath of cold air, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Hi–"
But when he got up, there was a sudden pain in his chest, which must have been caused by the heavy punch of the troll leader just now.
Fortunately, he activated the Divine Protection spell in time; otherwise, this punch would have killed him for sure.
Although Divine Protection is far from being comparable to the Heaven-defying Divine Shield, with this extra layer of protection, the damage done to him by the troll leader had been reduced to a range he could bear.
Scala looked at Rowe and was silent for a long time. He wanted to speak several times but hesitated, and in the end, he said nothing and turned away.
He stood in the middle of the crowd and said, "There may be other trolls nearby. Bring the wounded and corpses. We must hurry up and stay away from here."
Every Asgardian warrior who died in battle was eventually buried in Valhalla.
Valhalla is an area of Asgard, a symbol of war, honor, rebirth, and eternity. It is believed that those who enter Valhalla after death will be reborn in the distant future.
This is the myth of the Protoss. Even after the prophecy of Ragnarok appeared, people still believed in the myth of Valhalla.
Therefore, unless the situation was dire, Asgardians always took the bodies of their fallen companions with them so they could return to Valhalla.
Sigurd looked at Rowe repeatedly and said in disbelief, "You're actually all right!"
Rowe endured the pain in his chest and stood up, ignoring Sigurd's shock, but muttered, "By the way, you seem to have said that you are lucky and won't encounter trolls. Please explain."
Sigurd: "…"
The herb collection team only rested for a few minutes. After the wounds of the injured were initially treated, the team set off and quickly left the area.
Although they were attacked by forest trolls the next day, they were lucky. The herb collection team eventually arrived at their destination unscathed.
The team walked along a forest path, and suddenly, they came upon a clearing. Looking at the scene ahead, they couldn't help but stop.
"We're here," Scala said.
In front of them was a small lake, or rather, a relatively large pool. It wasn't very big and wasn't deep. There was a patch of land in the middle of the lake, covered with flowers and plants, attracting bees and butterflies.
This tiny island in the heart of the lake was the destination of the herbal team's journey.
"Heimd, you guard here. Cole, you go to the island with the healers," Scala instructed.
"Yes."
Afterward, the herb collection team and the soldiers of Cole's team boarded the small island in the middle of the lake.
Upon arrival, the exotic flowers and plants on the island became clearly visible, and the eyes of all the doctors lit up with excitement.
"A lot of herbs!"
"Is that black skirt grass? I've only seen it in the pharmacopoeia!"
Scala couldn't help but smile, looked around, and said, "This environment is so good; no wonder so many herbs grow here."
"Okay, doctors, let's start collecting now. If you are unsure, come and ask me," he said.
There are specific techniques for harvesting crops, not to mention collecting herbs. Some delicate herbs, if collected incorrectly, lose their medicinal potency on the spot and become useless.
Luo Wei immediately took out his holy deed and began collecting herbs, placing the collected herbs into the formula of the talent mixture for identification.
[Not a substitute material]
[Not a substitute material]
[75% replacement for Silverleaf Grass]
[31% substitution for Heather Grass]
[Not a substitute material]
[12% replacement for Lightning Cores]
…
[33% replacement for Purple Lotus]
Civet Cat Flower [109% replacement for Golden Thorn Grass]
Seeing the 109% substitution rate, Luo Wei was greatly surprised and hurriedly recorded the Civet Cat Flower.
He had finally found another essential medicinal ingredient. This was the third one.
Gray Line Grass corresponded to Silverleaf Grass, Blood Sac Fern corresponded to Heather Grass, and now Civet Cat Flower corresponded to Golden Thorn Grass.
He had now collected three of the nine ingredients for the talent mixture. In terms of quantity, this was already one-third of the progress.
With six more to go, he could finally start deploying a talent mixture that could reshape his talent.
Although the remaining six materials were harder to find, Rowe still considered this a huge improvement, bringing him one step closer to acquiring a more powerful talent.
He couldn't help but reflect on his previous battles, his discussions with Skorch and Ander, and his experience of being knocked out by the troll leader.
To a large extent, this was caused by his weak physique. If he were taller and stronger, how could he be knocked down by a troll with one punch?
After collecting the herbs, night fell, and the herb collection team set up tents to rest while remaining on guard.
Before going to bed, Luo Wei bought five Gifts of Fate as usual.
[Thank you for your patronage]
[Piety +0.12]
[Forging Blueprint: Gromtor's Friend's Cousin's Uncle's Shovel]
[Thank you for your patronage]
[Paladin Fighting Technique (Advanced)]
Luo Wei was stunned for a moment, then surprised.
He had been learning the entry-level Paladin fighting technique for nearly a year and had mastered it long ago. With no teaching materials, his progress was slow. Now, he had finally obtained the advanced Paladin fighting technique.
Luo Wei hurriedly turned the page.