Big!

Ugly!

This was Herbert's first impression of such a strange creature as a troll.

They are generally more than nine feet (three meters) tall, almost twice as tall as ordinary people, and even if they are not standing in front of it, they still give people an inexplicable sense of intimidation, and they are extremely inconsistent with human beings... Uh, or rather, the aesthetic of most humanoids.

Although the trolls belong to the same class of giants as the frost giants, I don't know if it's because they have lived in a humid environment for a long time, their bodies appear shriveled and fatless, like skin and bones, but there are many places on the body that are nauseous enough to kill a person with dense phobia on the spot, and I don't know if it is caused by parasites.

And because of their shriveled skin, their teeth are mostly exposed, so no matter what their mood is, they always give the impression of a malicious and hideous smile, and their long, drooping nose is enough for anyone to see at a glance that this creature is evil and chaotic.

But ugly is ugly, they are not here to go on a blind date, but to hunt booty.

After a cursory look around, as the company commander sat down and the 'prophet bear child' Ralph 'predicted', a troll in his early twenties should be fine.

"Spread out, everyone!

With Herbert's order, the twenty squads that had been gathered quickly scattered in all directions, and some even climbed the trees like nimble monkeys.

According to the information they had received from the mages, although this creature was huge, it was not slow to move, and if it was to shoot in a group, it would be easy for them to surprise them at close range.

The trolls had clearly not expected to encounter so many humans in such a place, and after a quick glance at the troublesome guy with a hat and a wooden staff inside, their faces flashed into their faces with excited smiles.

Originally thought to be only one 'monkey' that had escaped, there were so many of them that if they were brought back all of them, the shamans and chiefs would be happy, and after offering their heads, they would be able to share a lot of meat to eat.

Then you won't have to live with the limbs of your kindred who eat each other, as you do in winter.

Although the nibbled limb can always grow, it will be painful and will fall into a state of weakness for a long time.

Just when both sides took each other as their own, the relative silence of the forest was instantly pierced by the sound of arrows with fire as the bowstrings sounded.

The arrows of these arrows were previously submerged in a flammable 'black oil' found in the Dark Regions.

Levi, who was first reported, thought that he had found oil in this world, and was excited for a long time, but after the research and analysis of the mages, it was just a kind of colloidal substance secreted by a fungus, which was equivalent to their excrement to some extent.

Originally, Levi still didn't like this thing, but this time, in order to improve the chances of the new army facing the trolls, he deliberately asked Zelandia to collect a batch.

After all, it was for the new army to go through the trial, not for them to queue up for food delivery.

The trolls weren't stupid, they seemed to be naturally sensitive to fire, and when they saw the flames rising from the arrows, they immediately screamed and hid behind the trunks.

In an instant, there was a dull sound of arrows shooting into the trunk of the tree.

However, trolls are generally larger, and even after shrinking their heads into the trunk of trees, they are still shot into their bodies by many arrows, and immediately let out a howl of pain, and constantly try to extinguish the sparks on their bodies.

The pain seemed to irritate them a little, and they either charged them with sticks in their hands or directly raised their long arms to cover their eyes, and some of them lifted stones or pulled out their improvised javelins behind them to fight back.

There was a faint whistling in the air, and arrows with flaming flames were fired into the forest, and it was not uncommon to see the trunks of the trees where the New Army soldiers were hiding being shot by the trolls, and most of them were cracked on the spot.

The power of this bed crossbow was terrifying, and some of the recruits were even overwhelmed by the furious firepower.

'Damn!' It's not as stupid as it looks. ’

Herbert was clearly not satisfied with the dismal result.

Immediately, he didn't hesitate anymore, and while directing the various teams to gather fire on the trolls who tried to rush forward into their crowd, he took down the Demon Breaker Repeater, which was only equipped with two of each company, from behind, aimed at a big guy with a javelin in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

A dull sound of breaking the air resounded through the forest.

The targeted troll seemed to have sensed the danger in advance, but the rate of fire of the giant crossbow was too fast!

Poof!

He had tried his best to avoid the vital point of his heart, and he was still shot in the chest by the crossbow arrow, and his entire huge body was 'hit' backwards under the huge momentum.

But that's not all.

With a terrifying explosion, the incomparably violent flames instantly engulfed the troll's entire body, and it was even as if flames were gushing out from the seven orifices, scorching everything.

The air instantly filled the air with a scorching smell.

Herbert's brown hair was also fluttering in the hot wind from the shop, and seeing his 'dazzling' results, he felt incomparably heartache in his heart.

It's an enchanted burst of arrows.

According to his impression of magical items, such a bursting arrow would be able to cover his salary for two or three years.

But now is not the time to worry about money.

The troll completely exceeded his expectations in terms of strength and speed, and he didn't even dare to easily try to take the troll's full force, although it shouldn't be a violent death on the spot, but the probability of missing an arm and a broken leg is extremely high.

He didn't want to break his leg again on such an occasion, and then he would be sure to sit on the title of 'He Cripple'.

Taking advantage of the fact that his repeater was automatically recoiling, he raised his hand and used a tactical action command to signal another squad leader holding a Demon Splitting Repeater to shoot.

Another sound of breaking wind.

To everyone's surprise, this inevitable blow was dodged by the troll who rushed forward, but it turned a torch of its kind behind it.

"Roar!!

The strongest troll immediately rushed in front of the bewildered squad leader, and slammed his palm away, and a warrior with a large shield suddenly rushed out next to him, blocking him.

With a tooth-aching cracking sound, the two of them immediately flew out like kites with broken strings, slammed into the trunk of a tree and fell to the ground on their backs, thin lines of blood oozed from their ears, nose and mouth, and they struggled to get up for a while, and estimated that at least several bones had been broken.

The frenzied troll was about to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, and he took out two of them first, when a burst of shouts rang out over his head.

"Hey, big man, taste the hammer!"

I saw a gray dwarf hammer on the troll's skull like a beast descending from a mountain.

[Thunder Strike]!

Half of the troll's head was shattered, and it was the end of the liver.

It's just that to everyone's horror, this big man, who has lost most of his head, is like a headless fly, and continues to wave his two giant claws with instinct.

And its head seemed to be experiencing extremely high temperatures, and the musculature at the edge of the fracture began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye.

It looks like if he was given some time, the monster would be able to grow another head.

"The undead! This is the legendary undead, hey hey... Uh, company commander, I've knocked out a troll, no, I'm not going to kill him yet, I'm going to give him a few more hammers. ”

The hammer that knocked out the 'undead' was full of curiosity and stared at its loot.

"Leave it alone, it won't be that fast to grow heads, just pour a little slime acid on his neck after you've dealt with the other trolls. ”

Herbert shouted, then aimed at the next unlucky one, turning it into a second torch.

Seeing that several of them fell one after another in less than a few moments after the short encounter, these trolls finally realized that something was wrong, and one of them suddenly let out a strange scream, and then all the trolls stopped being entangled with the humans, and began to retreat backwards towards the depths of the forest.

"them! These guys want to run! Kill them! Or you'll lose a fortune!"

Herbert also shouted in frustration.

At this point, there is basically no suspense in this hunt.

However, when they began to pursue, they were aiming the giant crossbow at the back of the next target, but they were surprised to find that not far behind the trolls, there was another humanoid... No, a badly wounded half-elf was also fighting them to the death.

There were a few trolls, who seemed to be ready to take the 'female monkey' who looked a little 'bullying' away before retreating.

Herbert immediately aimed at one of the ends and decisively pulled the trigger.

It's just that... Still seems a little too late?

......

In the eternal wilderness forest.

Already wounded, Ellene resolutely drew her dagger in the face of the trolls' blockade.

As a level 11 high-level Ranger, her strengths are her high mobility as a Ranger and her excellent and accurate archery skills.

She can easily kill a lone troll, and she can solve it with a little effort in the face of both.

At the third end, she noticeably begins to struggle and will generally turn away without hesitation, using her nimble pace and archery skills to disinterest the trolls who try to pursue her.

But in front of him, there are more than 20 heads, as if it is a small tribe.

This means that in the face of intensive offsets, as long as there is one evasion mistake, it will be the end of defeat.

Neither in strength nor physique, the Ranger is completely unable to compete with a creature like a troll in melee combat!

But just when she thought she was going to die here today and was desperately preparing to kill herself, the half-elf ear, which she had always thought of as a curse, suddenly moved, and it caught some distant movements.

I couldn't hear anything clearly, but it seemed to be a violent explosion!

The trolls who intercepted her in front of her seem to have encountered some other powerful hunters?

And this discovery also made her move that was already on her neck pause, and a light suddenly lit up in her eyes, which were originally dark and numb because of the desperate situation.

But a troll had already lunged at her.

"No!"

"I don't want to die!" Erlene jerked her head up, the tears in her eyes severed by her long eyelashes into countless mist.

In an instant, she cocked the dagger upside down, flicked it up like an agile female leopard, and stomped on the troll's withered arm, staggering past the stunned troll's figure.

Poof!

The troll's neck suddenly splattered like a fountain of blood.

Erlene, who had just jumped up, saw that she was about to crash into the hideous mouth of the other troll again.

"I don't want to die!"

She put the longbow in her hand on the dead branches, turned her body a full hundred and eighty degrees, stepped on the bowstring hard, and pulled it into a full moon, and actually used the tension of the bow as an 'arrow' to avoid the troll's bite and bounce back.

After landing, she rolled on the ground a few laps in embarrassment, dodging the hammer blows of several trolls one after another, and began to sweep through the gap between the forest and the trolls at a speed never before seen in her life, and the countless tree trunks and trolls seemed to be stretched into a trail of afterimages around her.

She is like a butterfly through a storm, and one mistake can be fatal.

The trolls behind them, like raging prehistoric beasts, are often one or twenty feet away in one step, and when they encounter slightly dwarf trees or rock piles, they simply crash away.

But unfortunately, the troll in front of her seemed to rout and began to turn around again, charging in her direction again.

At that moment, she only felt that her vitality was slim again, and she suddenly rolled on her side to avoid the instinctive swing of a troll, and looked up as if she was about to be enveloped by the giant palm of another troll again, as if this time, she could no longer avoid it, and her eyes were full of mist:

"I don't want to die!"

These rangers have suffered so much!

Have endured so many years of unfair treatment!

Silently carrying the sadness of the passing of friends!

Finally, I waited for the promise and dawn of a new lord!

And she was about to go to the territory called Zeellandia to try to find a new path for the sisters.

But why...

Why... The bumpy fate can't let her try willfully...

She instinctively folded her arms to her chest, just as a fragile child can only embrace herself before facing an unjust fate.

Poof.

The flapped half-elf flew out like a bird with folded wings, slammed into an ancient tree, and then bounced to the ground again and rolled a few times.

"Ahem!"

Erlene coughed up clotted blood in pain, and watched with some numbness as the troll opened its large hand and grabbed at her.

A sound of breaking the air sounded.

Then I saw an arrow with a green glow struck the troll's neck.

The arrow seemed to be fed with poison, and the troll clutched its neck in pain and let out a roar that seemed to have an inexplicable meaning.

Then she staggered down, but the body was so dead that it weighed heavily on Ellene's legs.

Click.

Elinee could even hear the sound of her own bones shattering.

With tears in her eyes, she looked a little ignorant towards the place where the arrow came from, and saw a human riding a giant bear riding towards her.

That should be... Mr. Dragon's soldiers.

After all... It was already so close to his territory.

It's just that... I still can't seem to catch up.

But Ellene, who already felt that her life was passing quickly, shouted to the human with all her last strength:

"Run!"

"Run!"

"Don't run again... It's too late..."

Ellene, who has been dealing with trolls for many years, can understand the few troll languages.

The troll's dying howl was a plea for help.

And it's so close to that troll colony...

There are also quite a few two-headed trolls and big trolls...

The weapons used by the soldiers before were moving so loudly.

You'll definitely hear it.

If they don't run, it's really too late.

As if it was in response to her guess.

"Roaring !!!"

In the sky deep in the forest, an incomparably desolate and magnificent roar suddenly sounded, as if a terrible beast had spotted a group of nasty bugs coming in from its territory, and was roaring angrily.

"Something. Herbert, like everyone else, stared intently into the depths of the forest.

"Hey... Uncle Herbert, there are so many terrible monsters approaching, we must get out of here!" Ralph, who had sat down, suddenly shuddered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

I saw that a giant tree dozens of feet tall was thrown out of the depths of the forest, and smashed down on Herbert's head with a terrifying sound of breaking wind.

"I... !"

"Oooo

But then, they saw a scene that really sent chills to their hands and feet.

"That's... What the hell—" Herbert swallowed.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

With the terrible movement of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

I saw a huge figure that was slowly stepping out of the depths of the forest...

Is it twenty feet? Or thirty feet? Maybe it's more than that!

This is...

That's the real thing...

Big troll!