The Rise of the Cemetery

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The adult male ice troll let out a piercing and sharp roar, moved his thick and powerful thighs, and followed closely behind the fleeing goblins.

Its target is the hobgoblin!

As a rare commander and leader among the goblins, hobgoblins are more than a head taller than ordinary goblins, and slightly superior in wisdom, at least they know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. It's a pity that such "brilliant" qualities are more likely to attract the attention of hunters. Therefore, the male ice troll kicked down the goblins who bumped into it along the way, but wholeheartedly pursued this prey wearing a set of dirty chain mail.

Hobgoblin Yig was already frightened at this moment.

The little bit of wisdom was frightened to the sky by that vicious big man. At the moment, it only knew how to scurry around, bent its waist and pouted its buttocks, and scrambled into the grass cracks and bushes. In desperation, the male ice troll escaped from the "crowd" and came to a snow-covered forest field.

At this point, the hobgoblin Ig was at the end of his rope.

Every step in the thick snow is so difficult, and its short legs are almost unable to move in the snow nest up to the waist. After running less than ten meters, it feels the ground shaking behind it Heavy footsteps approached.

The ice trolls are coming!

The hobgoblin Igg let out a desperate and mournful wail, and buried his head in the snow nest, only his buttocks shivering outside, waiting for the heavy stone ax to fall. But one second passed, five seconds passed, the surroundings suddenly became silent, but the expected attack did not come.

When it took the courage to pull out its head, it turned around and found that the terrifying male ice troll was standing behind it, holding the stone ax high, sniffing in the air with a puzzled and dignified face and a long red nose. What.

Igger, who was so frightened that he almost screamed again, quickly covered his mouth, curled up his whole body in the snow nest, and prayed crazily to Pidge, the god of goblins, in his heart.

Perhaps the god of goblins heard the prayers of a temporary devout believer, and the form of the battlefield suddenly changed.

"Shhhhhhhh"

The shriek of three sharp arrows piercing the cold wind was so piercing that neither the ice troll nor the hobgoblin could completely ignore it.

The male ice troll let out a short roar, and swung the huge stone ax in his hand, covering his face and throat. "Dangdang" made two crisp sounds, and the two arrows hit the ax face, flying away with flashing sparks, while the remaining one pierced the ice troll's chest and abdomen, but the force was too weak , only 2 inches into the meat.

After all, the longbows used by female rangers are not as powerful as the powerful bows in the regular army. They are mediocre in penetrating power, and can only shoot through the hard armor of ice trolls. And the distance.

After all, ice trolls are also a branch of trolls. They are born with strong limb regeneration and body recovery abilities. Ordinary small wounds can't make them lose their combat effectiveness at all, but can arouse their anger even more.

Around the forest field, several human warriors holding shields and swords appeared within the sight of the ice troll, approaching it slowly in a fan shape. And behind them, many human mercenaries could be seen vaguely, including the three rangers (two women and one man) who had just let them go.

The male ice troll roared angrily, pulled out the arrow, didn't care about the wounds on his body, and rushed up brandishing the stone axe.

The ice troll and the four shield guards collided in the middle of the field. After a muffled "bang", the shield guard who bore the brunt spurted blood and fell. The huge and heavy body of the troll. The spearman who followed him took the opportunity to shout and rushed forward, stabbing the enemy's chest frantically with a sharp spear more than 3 meters long in his hand. As the captain, Tren led another swordsman to quickly walk around behind the troll, waving his two-handed sword and attacking from the flank.

For trolls with strong skin and thick flesh, those thin stabbing swords, one-handed swords, and long daggers that focus on sharpness have little room to play, but are not as practical as flails, maces, and two-handed swords. Therefore, the frontal shield guards and spears can only involve the ice troll, and the swordsmen who can really threaten it are the swordsmen with two-handed swords.

The 3 rangers and the ranger formed a long-range strike team. The bowstrings in their hands kept ringing, and the armor-piercing arrows connected into a line, piercing the broad chest of the ice troll into a stack of wheat. .

The two thieves had no room to play in such a situation, so they walked far away to the other end of the forest and began to quickly set up traps to prevent the two female ice trolls from coming to disrupt the battlefield.

As the only mage in the team, Jack silently prepared his spells in the distance. In such an occasion, the magic missile is undoubtedly more powerful.

After 5 seconds of holding the spell, Jack raised his finger, and a string of 5 magic missiles headed straight for the male ice troll with a howling sound. One of the ice trolls who was fighting fiercely with the shield guards and swordsmen might as well have been hit directly. The first two missiles hit it backwards, staggered and fell back, and blood was pouring from its nose and mouth. However, the raised arms in the back protected the face in time, and did not hit the vitals.

This kind of magic missile with great kinetic energy is the most practical of the first-level spells. It also has the ability to repel physics. The five magic missiles can also adjust the attack target at will according to the caster's mind, so they are deeply loved by low-level mages. After all, in such a close combat situation, other group attack spells can easily affect teammates, far inferior to magic missiles.

Although the male ice troll's face was severely injured, its combat effectiveness was still intact. On the contrary, the mage's attack reminded him that he also had spell-like abilities. When it drove away the two besieging swordsmen with its stone axe, it added a few scars on its body with deep visible bones, but it also took this opportunity, and a huge ice cone hit Jack not far away.

The ice troll is not a very talented magical creature, and an adult ice troll generally only has two ice-like spells: cold breath and ice cone. Only those elder-level ice trolls might master one more "ice storm" group attack spell.

Although the Cone of Ice is only a low-level spell, it is as powerful as a mid-level spell when it is issued by an ice-type creature. Therefore, with just one blow, the shield outside Jack's body was blown to pieces, and he himself staggered back two steps, almost sitting on the snow.

"Radon, go protect the mage!" Thrun yelled loudly while waving his two-handed sword and fighting with the ice troll.

Radon is the shield guard who was knocked away by the ice troll at the beginning. When he adjusted the crooked and twisted thick wooden shield again, he heard the captain's order and hurried to Master Jack, covering it behind with his strong body.

At this time, the ice troll was already roaring angrily. On the one hand, it frightened the enemy, and on the other hand, it was also calling several companions in the distance. The crude stone ax in its hand was swinging like a wheel, and it hit the wooden shield in front of it with a heavy whistling sound. Every time there was a heavy impact, a shield guard would stagger back, and the wooden shield in his hand, which was as thick and tough as steel, would also have a shocking dent or crack.

Taking advantage of the opponent's frantic adjustment of formation, the male ice troll leaned over, opened his mouth wide, and spit out a breath of sky blue ice.

The range of this ice breath is 2-3 meters away, which is enough to cover the few enemies in front of us. According to its past experience, as soon as this energy-depleting ice exhales, the enemies will immediately turn into frozen ice sculptures, and then it can smash them one by one with an axe.

But what makes it puzzled is that as the ice breath billows and fills the air, there is a popping sound when the water vapor freezes rapidly, but the three shield guards and leather armor in front of them faintly glow. By flashing, this freezing attack was counteracted. Although the extreme cold still stained their leather armor and weapons with a layer of crystal frost, it did not prevent them from continuing to entangle themselves with the ice troll.

With these 3 shield guards, the ice troll would not be able to attack the swordsmen and spearmen who were jumping up and down smoothly. At this time, Master Jack's next spell also arrived.

A dense black light suddenly appeared on the body of the ice troll, and then sank into it, causing it to grunt.

"weak".

An extremely simple negative blessing, but it was a major blow to the ice troll who mainly ate with physical strength. If it wasn't for his innate divine power, he would no longer be able to swing the stone ax weighing a hundred catties freely at this moment.

The male ice troll slowed down slightly, and the guys around him stepped up their attack even more.

In the distance came the roar of a female ice troll.

The male ice troll immediately went berserk as if he had been injected with chicken blood. Instead of trying to rush forward to kill a few human archers and mages, he turned around and tried to retreat to join his companions.

From the very beginning of the battle, apart from paying attention to protecting its vital parts, preventing swordsmen from attacking its own neck and archers from attacking its eyes and throat, the ice troll almost let the other parts attack. No matter. It made full use of its powerful regeneration ability, opened and closed, and exchanged injuries with the enemy from beginning to end. It really deserves to be the most difficult hob meat.

Since he was attacked, the body of the male ice troll is riddled with holes, sword wounds and gun holes, and the front is full of armor-piercing arrows. If it wasn't for the friendly sponsorship of this batch of equipment by the Isidil Arcane Tower, I am afraid that several rangers would not dare to use it so extravagantly.

Even so, the male ice troll was still attacking alive and kicking.

It can withstand a dozen or even dozens of attacks from humans without falling down, but humans cannot withstand a single attack from it head-on. The huge stone ax in its hand is not purely polished by stones, but metal ores rich in special ingredients picked from deep mountain mines, so its firmness and weight have reached an astounding level.

To be honest, if the ice troll in front of him is defeated, the biggest trophy may be the stone ax in its hand. It must be a valuable special metal ore, and there will always be some mages willing to buy it at a high price.

Once the male ice troll tried to break out, Tren and another swordsman behind him couldn't stop him.

The heavy stone ax whizzed past his head and beside him, and the stern wind blew him back and forth. But Thrun still gritted his teeth and persisted, brandishing his big sword, and blocking the ice troll's stone axe. Due to the excessive force, his hands holding the big sword were shattered, and the blade even bent into an arc.

But at this time, Master Jack's third spell was also completed.

A huge white spider web accurately engulfed the male ice troll, but it did not affect the few human beings it encountered. The ice troll might as well, his figure was crooked, and he almost fell down directly.

Take advantage of its illness and kill it.

The few mercenaries around him were all experienced people, they hurriedly surrounded him, and finally knocked him down with the continuous impact of their shields.