Chapter Eighty-Three: The Scattered Arcane

"I hope you get your wish, Adara." Said the lead troll.

Azara smiled strangely, he didn't stay on the island of tribulation, and with the help of the boats of the first troll soldiers to land, he slowly paddled towards the east shore of the lake.

"This cowardly guy has really not changed, and he is still so afraid of death." The troll scoffed, and turned his gaze to the elven mages and soldiers on the island.

"Let me land as soon as possible, these elves are too much of an eyesore to appear here!" The leading troll shouted, and he rushed towards Rollin with the first batch of trolls to land on the island with the sharp spear in his hand.

Although the disparity in the number of troops between the two sides was huge, the mages and soldiers did not panic at all. The mages have their own pride and energy, enough to keep them in danger, and the courage and strength of the soldiers keep them standing here with determination, no matter how many trolls come, victory will always be ours.

"Caponia, Tyr, you go and deal with the trolls who haven't landed yet, and I fight the soldiers and the trolls who have landed on the island." Rollin said.

Tyr and Caponia bypassed the charging trolls, and they stood on the edge of the lake. Frank followed them closely, providing cover for their spell casting.

Regardless of the fighting on the island, the trolls in the lake have suffered enough. In Lake Elodar, where the water elemental is so abundant, the trolls who are still rowing in the boat have to not only face the ice spells of the magicians, but also resist the powerful elemental creatures that suddenly rise from the surface of the lake. The combination of these water elements can easily overturn the boat they are on.

Water elementals and a large number of ice guns swept across the lake, and the troll soldiers had to jump into the lake and swim slowly. Potentially in the water, a large number of spells can be avoided, but then the sudden low temperature makes these trolls in the water extremely miserable.

Carbonia unleashed the Ring of Frost on a lake within the range of the troll, originally in the dark places of winter, and the temperature of the lake was even colder. More than a dozen trolls were frozen by the instantaneous hypothermia, and they convulsed and sank into the lake.

The leading troll sensed that something was wrong, and the power of these mages was beyond his imagination, especially the one he was fighting against. His magical energy is unusually powerful.

The troll's feeling was right, Rollin was indeed powerful.

In fact, although Rollin had little time to study magic in the Dark Lands, he had practical training every day. Magicians will not have a very fast improvement speed behind closed doors, compared to Luo Lin's practice every night and the process of actual combat the next day, which is the most suitable means of training for a magician.

In the past two and a half months of training, Luo Lin's dual-element mastery and the accumulation of magical energy have been greatly improved.

With the blessing of the god of the forest, the troll leader is fast. His keen attack and perception of danger make him feel like a seasoned ghost-clawed lynx shuttling through the bushes.

It's a pity that this ability is facing a magician, and it's even more unfortunate that the magician facing this magician has a terrifying precision of magical energy beyond the understanding of other magicians.

The troll boss is fast and explosive. Several of his attacks hit Rollin's vital point. However, every time he was about to succeed, the magician standing still would unleash a powerful spell that forced him to retreat. Whether it's a fire mage or an arcane spell, these spells can be quite uncomfortable to suppress the trolls.

It's easier to deal with a soldier than a wizard, with Rollin's precise magic releases, dragon slashing, and arcane bursts, all of which not only make the troll leader passive, but also cause him a lot of damage.

Such a battle is a great drain on the physical strength of the troll leader. After several attacks, he gasped and clenched the spear in his hand tightly.

He's gathering strength? Rollin watched as the troll leader stood still, as if waiting for an opportunity.

He was very smart, and the troll leader summoned a few troll soldiers to cover for him, disrupting Rollin's vision.

However, Rollin is also waiting for an opportunity, a chance to defeat the enemy with one move. Luckily, this opportunity came just when the troll boss was charging up.

Universal spells, flash!

The magician instantly passed through the soldiers standing in front of him, and in less than half a second, he was already standing behind the troll leader.

Got it. Rollin smiled faintly. Two purple circles with arcane fluorescence instantly imprisoned the troll leader in place.

Unable to move at all, the troll leader gritted his teeth, angry at Rollin for taking him under control, but also at Azara for choosing him as a substitute. The elves and mages of this island are far beyond the power of his weak camp can fight.

After a period of fighting, Azara on the other side landed on the east bank. He stood on the shore of the lake and watched coldly as his fellow citizens died.

"Ah, I'm sorry Thor. But that's all I can do to escape. You died a well-deserved death. Azara stroked the two spider demons around him, and Cen Cen smiled.

Thor looked at Rollin with angry eyes, his right hand, still barely extended, trying to pick up the spear that had fallen on the meadow.

Unfortunately, he didn't have that chance. Rollin's arcane energy burst and instantly tore Thor apart, and his body was crushed into powder by the scattered arcane energy.

The death of the leader made these troll soldiers lose their fighting spirit. Originally, they were not a regular army of trolls, they were just garrisons on the east side of Lake Elodar, and their combat effectiveness was not strong.

The trolls were on the run, and the elven warriors didn't give them a chance. The one-sided fight stained the lake on the edge red.

The trees fell and scattered, and the one-sided battle soon ended. Rollin stood on the east side of the island, looking at the cold shore and shaking his head, he always felt that he had let go of a great threat on this island.

Troll Frontline Camp.

"Ahem, chief, long time no see." Azara slumped over and walked to the largest tent in the camp.

The tall and thin troll lifted the short dagger on his waist, he looked at the troll in front of him suspiciously, and said: "Azara, when you were banished, you used your poison to kill nearly a hundred elite troll soldiers, and this account is not over, you dare to come back." ”

Azara shook his head, he knelt on the ground and said, "Chief, I know, now the Empire needs my help. ”

The chief put away the dagger in his hand, he walked up to Adzara, put his foot on Azara's shoulder, and said, "Yes, but you must always remember who you are. ”

Hearing the reply, Azara felt excited, and he trembled and said, "Do your best, Chief Zulkin." ”

Zurkin did not heed his reply, as a chieftain, Zurkin was more treacherous and cunning than Adara.