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Volume 2: Demonic Invasion Chapter 270, Battle against Trolls

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    The villagers put down their bows and arrows. The battle in front of them was too fierce.  They were worried that shooting would hurt the foreigner holding the bloody sword. Although his vulgarity was a bit unpleasant, his powerful combat power in the face of the trolls left a deep impression on them.  Maybe more than ten years later, they will still tell the story of today's battle to their children, telling them that on this memorable day, two trolls attacked the village, but were defeated.

    The troll understood the sharpness of the bloody giant sword, so after it grabbed Lier and threw it out, it began to be wary of Burt's sword strikes.  It can't defend, no matter how tough the skin is, it can't stop the sharp edge of the sword, but it can attack

    A pair of giant claws waved back and forth, blocking Burt's attack.  He could stab him regardless of his life, but then the troll's claws could cut him off at the waist.  Even if the troll's heart has stopped beating, the conduction of nerve impulses will still cause it to deliver a fatal blow, killing the pesky enemy.

    After being thrown out, Leer put his legs on the wall of a house and jumped out again.

    This is a very superb skill, and its development is due to the fact that druids usually like to play some climbing and jumping entertainment activities.  Bert and Lier cooperated skillfully. When Lier jumped out and grabbed the troll's head, Bert swung his giant sword and slashed the troll's legs.

    This was a blow that could cut off the troll's legs, but when the sword edge passed by the troll's left leg, it grabbed Li'er.

    ¡°If Bert didn¡¯t stop, the troll¡¯s legs would be broken off and its giant claws would be shattered, but Leer wouldn¡¯t survive either¡­

    He put away his sword and only cut its left leg.  The troll screamed in pain several times. The druid in the werewolf form was heavy, but it was nothing to the troll, and he was immediately thrown out by it.

    Bert put down his bloody sword and hugged Lear.  The heavy werewolf knocked him out for more than ten meters, and Bert felt a tightness in his chest.

    Seeing how embarrassed they were, the forest troll turned around and jogged without hesitation.  Stay away from these humans.

    Seeing it seemed to be running away.  After Lir got up from the ground, he immediately ran towards the troll.  The troll was also waiting for this opportunity. With its sensitive hearing, it had already predicted the position of Leer's attack, and immediately swung its claws from top to bottom, hitting Leer's back.

    The wound previously torn open by the leopard burst open again.  The blood was pouring out, and it was causing more pain than before.

    "Liear" Fox Yi screamed, she raised the shaman claw of her left hand, and a short orc word came out of her mouth.  A destructive lightning flash emerged from the tip of the claw and pierced into the troll's right claw.

    The troll, who was grinning ferociously at the smell of blood, was hit hard by this.  I was stunned all of a sudden and had no time to respond.

    And Hu Yi, who issued this shamanic magic, also turned pale and fell into Orica's arms.

    Bert was about to charge forward, strike hard, and take away the fragile life of the troll.  But the troll's vitality was quite tenacious, and he still struggled to run towards the fence.  When he got close to the troll, he also had a hold of an antler on the fence.  Throw back!

    A troll with infinite power.  Now throw out a sharp antler like a javelin, and its power is simply unstoppable.  Burt lowered his head.  Rolling to the right, he finally dodged the fatal blow.  The thrown antlers were completely submerged in the soil, and a deep hole appeared on the soil, which looked shocking.

    When the troll planned to rush over to deal with Bert, the villagers' intensive shooting greatly hindered its movement.  The troll had to protect his fragile eyes with his claws to prevent them from being hurt, which would lead to his own death.

    Trolls have very good eyesight, which is followed by a large number of blood vessels near their eyes. Once their eyes are injured, what awaits them is all kinds of dizziness and weakness caused by the loss of blood, making them easy to kill.  Many adventure teams rely on this weakness of trolls to achieve victory.  Except for the eyes, other parts of the troll's body are very hard and difficult to be damaged by ordinary weapons.

    The arrows landed on the troll's hands and body, and were either bounced away or broken.  Only Jestang's fireball could at least singe some of the troll's hair.  Its body is quite hard, and even magical flames cannot burn it for too long.

    If it is the steel arrows of the regular legion, coupled with the hard bow, there is still a chance to break through the troll's defense.  However, the villagers could only use crude handmade weapons, which could only block the trolls.

    Greedy, cannibalistic, and powerful trolls wiped out villages that were unable to resist one after another.  They are often a headache for inspectors and guards, and a nightmare for ordinary people. The situation is roughly the same whether in Shular or Windekenf.

    The troll took two steps back, grabbed the antlers from the fence within reach again, and threw them violently.  itsThe head is getting better and better, and Bert must keep dodging to avoid the tragic fate of being stabbed in the throat.

    If this continues, the troll, which is stronger than humans, will soon kill Bert.  Once Burt's strength is exhausted, he loses hope and can only be defeated, killed, and eaten by the trolls, and most likely the entire village will be buried with him.

    Fortunately, Bert is not the only one fighting here, there are more people accompanying him.

    People with good memories and good eyesight can see that Leer's position is already ten meters away from before.  And he still maintained the position where he was beaten away by the troll, and kept moving in this lying manner.  The blood left shocking traces on the ground, but the troll did not notice this.  As Leal endured the pain and moved, the troll's fate was sealed.

    When the troll intends to turn around, Jessdown will attack. The dark blazing fireball will burn the troll's hair with a hissing sound, causing it to focus its attention on the front, so that it cannot detect Lier.  .

    With his physical strength restored and his energy restored, Leer found the best time to make a surprise attack.

    "Roar" The deafening roar made the troll feel palpitations. When it was scared, Lier's claws had already lightly swept its eyes.  Throughout the ages, the Raiders have struck first by catching them off guard and then by striking those who were slow to react.  The troll had both, and when it held antlers and aimed at Bert, who was moving in a strange way, Lear attacked.

    It underestimates Lear¡¯s mental quality.  The druid lay just a few meters away from the troll and could even smell it.  His heart was beating loudly, but Leer was not afraid, he was waiting for the opportunity.  Even if the troll suddenly turned his head to look at him, he would not have an overreaction and would still lie on the ground, like a real dead person, silent and unnoticed.

    "He has never shown his ability to pretend to be dead." Wolanna said appreciatively.

    Jersdan has also been waiting. The terrifying explosive power of the Dark Dragon must act on the troll's weakest point.  He waved his staff, and the small black dragon brought out a long black trail, exploding at the troll's eyes.  Its head was bloody and bloody, and it had fallen into a state of madness and rage. Ordinary people would be frightened by its crazy claw attacks.

    Bert would not be startled. He leaned down and then jumped up high: "Extreme speed, leap through the air!" When his body flew into the air, the momentum of the blood-red giant sword turned into a mountain-shattering slash, killing the troll.  His head was split open.  The troll's blood flew three meters high.

    "Waziye!" The cheers of the villagers resounded through the sky, and their joy was beyond words.

    Bert sat on the ground because of exhaustion, and Leal simply changed back to his human form.  That's fine, the villagers won't kill him because they think he is a wild beast.  Although Hu Yi had exhausted a lot of physical strength and magic power, she still ran to Leer's side.

    "Oh, little fox." Leer touched Huyi's delicate face, "I'm so glad to see you."

    Pain was Leer¡¯s only feeling, and then his consciousness gradually became blurred.  He could vaguely feel that there was a large group of people busy around him, as if they were treating him. Hu Yi kept looking at him with a sad expression. This was the most real thing he could feel in the gray coma.  After about a few hours, the wound on his back finally stopped bleeding.  This is easy to feel because the sticky feeling of the gauze on the back after being wetted with blood gradually disappears and becomes drier.

    In his coma dream, he felt like he was walking in an endless space.  There were stars everywhere and darkness all around, but he was not afraid because there were many people moving forward on both sides.  In the dream, he could see their faces.  But after waking up, he couldn't even remember a face, and completely lost these detailed memories.

    Lear saw that he was walking on a unique path, and that others had deviated from the route he was taking.  In front of him, there was a huge red star hanging in the sky, and a huge black dragon hiding in the fog. He couldn't see anything farther away.  Looking back, Lear saw a huge silver-white building, extending a long thick tube straight into the bright moon in the sky.

    All this made Leer feel novel, and he vowed to never forget this dream in Shular.

    The dream will eventually come to an end. He looked into the distance for the last time. In the distance was a sea, a black sea.

    In the past, when Leer woke up, he would grab the nearest thing and throw it out.  But Hu Yi fell asleep on top of him, so there was no way he could throw Hu Yi out.  He struggled to sit up, feeling a little dizzy.

    "Liear?" Hu Yi raised her head and woke up instantly when she felt Liar's movements.

    "Don't worry about me, sleep well." Li'er patted Hu Yi's hair, "Maybe we will set off again soon."

    "Woo" Hu Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes and took a nap.?Yawned and fell into sleep again.

    Leer looked around and saw a large fruit basket sent by the villagers gratefully. He took an apple and chewed it, enjoying the warmth brought by the animal skin blanket. His muscles ached, but this was not a big problem.
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