The Troll leader was nearly four meters tall!
He held a glowing purple mace in his hand. In terms of weapons alone, he was comparable to a human body.
At the same time, he also had the bloodline of a grandmaster.
Just then, a light hidden weapon flew out of nowhere and directly smashed into his face ….
Before he could find the guy who wanted to plot against him, the smell instantly made him furious!
So he immediately ran back to the meeting place without looking back.
The other Trolls were confused and did not know what was going on.
"Leader, leader, this is a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding."
"Yes, Madam and I were just exchanging combat postures. We definitely didn't do anything else." A Troll held his shabby underwear and ran out in a panic.
Trolls in the wild often only wore underwear. After all, this was the inheritance of life, the most precious thing, and it needed some protection.
"You may not believe it, but this is definitely the first time for me and Madam. If you don't believe me, ask others." Another Troll saw the leader blocking the door with a mace in his hand. He hurriedly swallowed his saliva and ran away …
In the whole cave, there were three female Trolls and four male Trolls.
In other words.
The other Trolls had basically cuckolded this leader …
Almost everyone, including his two little 'biological' sons, knew about it. Only he, the leader, was kept in the dark.
The Troll leader had a domineering name, Bloody Crusher!
He did not directly attack.
His angry eyes were bloodshot, but he still let his men leave the cave one by one.
However.
Just when the other Trolls were glad that they had escaped and were bound to wander.
The last male Troll who left the cave was caught by his iron hand!
"Woo … Spare …"
"Bang." The Troll leader held his neck with one hand, ignoring the Troll's frightened eyes.
He smashed his head with a hammer. Blood and brain splattered on his face, but it did not reduce his resentment. It only made him angrier.
But the Trolls were not so weak that they could not fight back.
Seeing this scene, the other three Trolls immediately picked up the weapons scattered on the ground and decided to fight to the end.
Their eyes were full of passion. Perhaps the blood in their lower body was flowing backward, making them have this impulse that they should not have …
But in any case, they had the intention to kill this leader and rob him of his wife!
"Gudana, you also want to betray me?" Bloody Crusher threw away the corpse in his hand, looked at the five men who followed him back, and also surrounded him.
"Haha, what do you mean by betrayal? Didn't you get the right to mate by killing the previous leader? Didn't you mate with the leader's woman when you were young? "Gudana was his most loyal subordinate. He was the brother who had rebelled against the previous leader with him.
Bloody Crusher did not roar, and his anger gradually faded.
He glanced at his wives who were sitting together but did not panic. He walked towards the other Trolls and sneered, "Come on, let me see if I, the Bloody Crusher, am getting old, or if you guys are getting stronger!"
"Kill him and steal his woman!"
"Charge!"
It was rare to see a group of Trolls besieging their leader. What was even more impressive was that their leader had extraordinary combat power.
He brandished his huge mace, and the whistling sound pierced through the air, piercing the eardrums!
The first Troll who rushed up was hit in the chest by a hammer. His entire chest cavity collapsed, and he vomited blood. He fell to the ground, unable to fight back.
Bloody Crusher was powerful, and the sense of oppression he brought was not something that a normal Troll could resist.
Even a Troll with a high-level bloodline would be easily repelled, or even swept away by a blow of the mace.
After a while.
Two Trolls were maimed by Bloody Crusher.
His body was riddled with scars, but his skin that was almost petrified gave him a tyrannical defense.
As long as there were no fatal injuries, these injuries would quickly recover.
Things gradually developed into this result.
Except for William, basically no one could have thought of this.
But this situation also surprised him. The Troll leader in front of him was still very young, very strong, and his bloodline was also the best.
If the affair had not been discovered, these Trolls would have endured for many years before choosing to make a move …
Basically.
Except for the large Troll clans, the scattered small Troll tribes were all like this …
As for the female Trolls, no one would hurt them.
Only when they were old and unable to bear children would they be killed with a knife, then their leg bones would be taken out and made into a new mace for young Trolls to use.
Bloody Crusher was very strong, but under the attack of two high-level Trolls and a group of minions, he was immediately covered in wounds. Even his head was hit so hard that blood flowed out, and the wounds were exposed.
But Bloody Crusher still had a unique skill!
No one knew what he was hiding in his pants. He suddenly reached down and stuffed it into his mouth.
Boom!
An exaggerated momentum soared into the sky.
Bloody Crusher's body swelled, and his muscles became more ferocious and full of strength. His whole body was surrounded by green flames, like a demon. Even his mace was dyed green.
"Voodoo in black witchcraft." William raised his eyebrows.
"Good eyesight …" Lautner was very curious. He did not know how William recognized this thing.
"There is voodoo in the inheritance of memory. This Bloody Crusher is something. If he adds fire poison, it will be even more powerful." William was very surprised. Logically speaking, this should have been inherited by the Trolls of the large clans.
"I guess these guys are going to die." Eric saw Bloody Crusher smash the Trolls into meat paste with unusual ease and knew that the end had come.
The other Trolls were not fools. For them, witchcraft was something that a real leader should have.
When the voodoo appeared.
They once again remembered the majesty and invincibility of their leader!
Unfortunately.
They could not stay any longer.
So …
The last four Trolls turned around and ran. The Bloody Crusher only caught one of them. He exerted more force with his hands and tore off the Troll's head.
Then, he did not chase after them. He just watched the other traitors leave because his injuries were not light.
However, William was an understanding half-elf. He waved his hand, and Lautner, Eric, and Alec followed the other three Trolls …
Five minutes later.
At the moment when a domestic violence scene was playing out, William and the others gathered together again. He looked at the three guys who came back and asked, "Done?"
Eric pondered for two seconds. "There's a flaw in this question!"
"…"
"What about the last Troll?" Alec was puzzled.
William narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Kill him or catch him!"
"Catch him? Do you have a way to control him? " Lautner was very curious. Trolls were not so easy to control. Even the Devils of the Dark Camp could only use big leather whips and big leather tools to barely suppress them. They would often resist.
"Hehe, have you heard of Saint Soul Magic?" William raised his eyebrows.
Soul Control
Level: Level 7
Skill Attribute: You can control an enemy who is in a weak state (below 17% of Health).
After control, the enemy's Health will recover to 62%.
Consumption: 50 points of magic.
Casting Speed: Instant
Cooldown: None
Level 3 Special Effect: Increase the control rate of enemies with Grandmaster bloodline by 3%.
Restriction: Can only control 2 people.
Restriction: The higher the enemy's bloodline potential, the higher the probability of failure. Every time the enemy's level is higher than yours, the probability of failure will increase.
Restriction: If you successfully enslave an enemy, you have to use Soul Control once a day to increase the imprint. Otherwise, the probability of betrayal will increase. If you enslave an enemy for a long time, it can form a permanent imprint.
"Level 3 special effect is my greatest assurance …" William did not mind using Soul Control a few more times.
Although his Luck was low, wouldn't it be fine if he used it 100 times?
It was a waste not to control a level 65 Troll with Grandmaster bloodline and voodoo inheritance.
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