The flames lit up the night sky red. More and more trolls and gnolls woke up, and the barbarians started to feel the pressure as well.
Dozens of archers were standing on the tower and continuously shooting arrows. They had already attracted the attention of the trolls. Soon, a small group of trolls charged towards the archers with shields on their heads.
Hathaway snapped her fingers, and the ground the trolls were about to advance on suddenly became as smooth as a mirror. The battlefield was chaotic in the night, and the trolls didn't even see the change under their feet. One after another, they fell. Just as they were about to faint from the fall, a fireball came crashing down.
Boom!
With a loud bang, flames shot everywhere. The grease on the ground instantly ignited into flames that were several meters tall, surrounding all the trolls. Hathaway's special oil spell made the flames even fiercer.
A few trolls rolled out of the flames and rolled on the sand, trying to put out the flames. However, the flames were like maggots that ate away at their bones. The intense pain made the trolls go crazy.
The sneak attack was very effective. The entire camp was in chaos, but as some of the war trolls and savage trolls started to gather their troops, some of the trolls had already completed their formation and started to counterattack. The first to suffer casualties were the spearmen.
These trolls didn't attack the barbarians. With their steel half-body armor, the powerful barbarians weren't easy to deal with. Although the trolls caused chaos in the camp, they were far inferior to the spearmen and archers who were constantly setting fire.
Teams of Trolls braved the fire arrows and launched surprise attacks from all directions. Suren's lack of manpower was exposed at this time. Although he had Hathaway and Chrissy's help, they simply couldn't deal with attacks from multiple directions.
Javelins flew over. A few spearmen who couldn't dodge in time were pierced through and nailed to the ground. Blood poured out of their mouths. This kind of injury was incurable for humans.
Hathaway also received special treatment. Three or four javelins were shot from different directions. Some of them were deflected by the force field on the surface of Hathaway's body. Only one of them broke through the force field and fiercely hit the energy shield. The energy shield flickered a few times but didn't shatter.
After being attacked, Hathaway cast a flying spell on herself and flew into the air. After making sure that she was safe, Hathaway released one spell after another. She even threw out a few spell scrolls. For a time, lightning, acid, fire, and all kinds of elemental energies kept bursting out, killing a large number of Trolls that had rushed over.
Suhlen waved his Purple Dragon Halberd and killed a few trolls in front of him. He was a bit annoyed by the deaths of his subordinates. When he saw that there were still many trolls gathering around him, he activated the energy in his body again.
"Red Flame!"
A scorching aura erupted from his body, and light red fire elements with a temperature of several hundred degrees spread out in all directions with him as the center. Everywhere it passed, the wood of the tents and even the gnolls were ignited by the flames. It was as if countless torches had been ignited.
The flames rose, and the entire camp was burning.
As soon as he finished casting the spell, he heard the sound of something breaking through the air. Suhlen waved his halberd and deflected two javelins. He then looked in the direction where the javelins had come from. He saw a much taller troll charging at him.
Without any words, the two sides started fighting.
With a roar, the troll brandished his giant axe and rushed toward Su Lun. The sharp axe blade swept toward Su Lun with an indomitable momentum.
Clang! Clang!
Clang! Suhlen didn't fight head-on. He quickly moved and dodged. As he dodged, he kept swinging his halberd at the troll in front of him. But to his surprise, the Purple Dragon Halberd didn't do much damage to him. There was a strange force field around him.
This force field was very strong. Even the lightning damage was ignored.
Suhlen's eyes flashed. "Ancestral Spirit Possession?"
Ancestral Spirits were the most common kind of natural spirits. Usually, they would be encountered in native tribes with a long history. Ancestral Spirits were most prevalent in the tropical rainforests in the south of the continent. There were many primitive tribes there, and almost every tribe had their own ancestral spirits.
They were energy life forms. Some were similar to the Saints of the gods, but most of them were not as strong as the Saints. But it was said that there were some powerful ancestral spirits in the depths of the rainforests that had reached the boundary of the gods. Most of these ancestral spirits were once strong in the tribe.
After they died, they were worshipped as gods. Some powerful tribes could even create several ancestral spirits. These ancestral spirits could fight alone or possess the bodies of strong people in the tribe. None of them were easy to deal with.
"Boom!"
A huge force swept across. This troll, who was more than three meters tall, was very strong. After being possessed by the ancestral spirit and being blessed with many spells, it was even stronger than Suhlen. And with the force field around him, even low-level magic weapons couldn't hurt him.
Only the Purple Dragon Halberd could break through the force field and leave wounds on his body. But under the possession of the ancestral spirit, the troll's rationality was completely suppressed. It was replaced by the consciousness of the ancestral spirit. He didn't care about the wounds on his body at all. Even vital attacks were ineffective.
After dodging, Suhlen suddenly felt his body become heavy. Then he made a mistake. His body didn't dodge, and the ancestral spirit's axe came down on his head. Suhlen hurriedly blocked with his halberd.
"Clang!"
With a loud bang, Su Lun's body was directly sent flying several meters away. Then, he had no time to turn around and roll to avoid the fierce wind stirred up by the Ancestor Soul's giant axe. The Purple Dragon Halberd in his hand instantly burst out all the power, which directly pushed the troll back more than ten meters.
"Thunder Domain, activate!"
A powerful energy instantly burst out from Su Lun's body, and countless thunderclouds appeared in the sky, and a large amount of lightning flashed.
"Boom!"
The dull thunder resounded through the earth, drowning out all the sounds in the camp. Countless people looked there in horror, only to see a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket striking down from the thunderclouds. The area 15 meters around Su Lun instantly turned into a world of thunder. All the trolls and Jackalans within this range were turned into a pile of charcoal in just a few breaths.
Countless bolts of lightning flashed on his body, and crackling sounds were constantly heard. Su Lun's vigorous body seemed to be the incarnation of the Thunder God at this moment. He raised his hand, and the Purple Dragon Halberd flew directly into his hand.
"Ancestral spirit, your time of death has come!"
The troll roared, and all the muscles on his body bulged. At the same time, he roared, "The descendants of Auguman fear nothing!"
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