Looking at the troll standing in the sarcophagus, I slowly hid behind the wall.

The guy who got up from the coffin in front of him definitely didn't come out to play with this group of trolls, since this place is dedicated to the blood god, then isn't it going to summon this evil thing next?

Sacrificed the lives of three people to resurrect such a thing. What about the four brothers......

The trolls in the hall were still kneeling there to celebrate, and I quickly slipped into the round hole in the middle of the hall, where three headless fellows were neck down, and the blood in their bodies was still dripping down into the dark abyss. Those red eye-like things were staring at everything up there.

The bone-strewn entrance discouraged me, and I didn't believe Grayson and the others had been dragged inside, and there seemed to be no sign on the ground. Out of fear in my heart, I ran towards another passage in the hall.

Strangely, all the braziers in this passage were lit. Even the candles were lit on the stone platform in front of the wall, and there was a blood-stained axe on the stone platform. It should be here.

I picked up the axe, and it felt so handy to hold it in my hand.

Grabbing my axe, I gently pushed the closed door behind the wall, and the door opened easily.

The first thing that caught my eye was the braziers around the hall, all of which were lit, as were the circle of candles next to the pile of bones in the middle of the hall, and the four shelves that stood outside the circle surrounded by candles were the most surprising to me.

There are already three people who have been hung upside down on it. Two trolls stood on the edge of the last shelf, preparing to hang the last man up. The creak of the door caught their attention.

The man who is about to be hung up is Grayson! I can't be wrong about that huge body. They must have dragged Grayson back.

The two trolls looked at me dumbfounded, two! With only two trolls, I have a chance!

He raised his arm sharply and threw the axe out of his hand. That's when I realized that this hand axe really feels amazing! The axe was out of his hand, and the spinning axe struck a troll in the chest.

I couldn't be happier, not for a second! The same horror happened again, and the troll just stumbled but still froze. It looked at me with a very vacant look, and then pulled the axe that had been cleaved at its chest.

What the fuck is going to do?

I subconsciously pulled out the bow and arrow from the back of my ass and shot it at one of the trolls. The arrow hit it in the eye. The troll fell with its head raised.

I was overjoyed to see this scene. Sure enough, I could have killed them by destroying their heads, but when I aimed my bow and arrow at the troll rushing at me next to me, the troll on the ground who had been hit by the arrow got up again.

It's just so fucking exciting.

Before I had time to put away the bow in my hand, I pulled out the knife from my waist. The troll with the axe ran towards me with his mouth wide open. Its hollow eyes stared at me, and its outstretched hand had only three fingers, and the big hand of the three huge fingers was directly aimed at me.

Flashing to the right, he slashed at his outstretched hand. Its two thick fingers were cut off by me like dry branches.

However, the severed finger did not prevent the troll from continuing to attack me. It lost its fingers, but the axe it was holding slammed right at my head.

Rolling on the spot, it smashed into the air with an axe.

I rolled to his side and slashed at the back of his knee with a backhand.

The sensation of the blade told me that the knife had cut through its parched skin and the bones that had wrapped it inside.

I jumped to my feet and fell backwards two steps, and when the troll turned to grab me again, its knee snapped and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this, I rushed forward and slashed at its head. The blade sank into its skull. But this knife only cuts in, but it can't cut off its head. It struggled to grab my leg again.

With a suddenness, I pulled the knife out. It can still move!

Suddenly there was a chill behind me, and I threw myself to the side. I rolled around on the ground twice and got up, and the troll just missed me.

With an arrow stuck in his eye socket and continuing to attack me, the sight is not too scary.

However, it did slow down a lot after being hit by an arrow in its eye, or perhaps because the arrow on its face blocked its vision. After two failed attempts, I slashed off its right arm. Losing the protection of its right arm, I easily removed its head.

The troll on the ground with a broken leg crawled towards me, and the sight gave me goosebumps in an instant. Even though this guy had a broken leg, he was lying on the ground, and I couldn't find the angle to attack.

It kept swinging the axe in its hand and trying to cut off my foot. I jumped and flashed, looking for an opportunity to slash at its wrist. When it tried to raise its gripping hand, the wrist holding it snapped.

I kicked it in the face. There was a huge pain in his toes in an instant.

I'm sure its neck is broken, but it's still moving with its head attached to it! I'm going to exclaim, this is too much!

Hurriedly picked up the axe on the ground and slammed it into its head. When a puddle of red liquid came out of the hammered head, it didn't move.

Breaking off the troll's hand, which was still clinging to the handle of the axe, and tossing it to the ground, I hurried to the shelf.

Grayson threw his face down on the ground, and I quickly turned him over. But when my hand touched his carotid artery, my heart instantly went cold.

I couldn't feel his pulse, I pressed my ear to his chest, but I couldn't hear his heartbeat in his chest even in such silence!

His heart stopped beating.

He's dead!

He hurried to the three shelves, and one of the knights' chests had been deflated, and the other's neck seemed to have been broken, and his eyes were wide open with the horror of death.

The last knight's head had been smashed, and he was hanging upside down on the shelf, blood running down from his broken wounds and into the circle.

Four shelves, four lives, four blood. Grayson said summoning, what voice was calling him, and in the end it was for that? Thinking about this makes me feel a little angry.

What about the green dragon here?

Is this how the blood god Haka that the green dragon spoke of was summoned to the human world? What would happen if Hakka was really summoned?

I was standing next to Gleason, who was dead, but his blood hadn't been released. I've got to hide it!

Grabbing him by the collar with one hand, I leaned down and dragged him out. This guy is tall when he's standing, and he's fucking heavy when he's lying down!

I felt that it was too hard to pull the collar, so I put my arms between his two big feet and seemed to walk faster.

It's almost out of the passage, so work harder. I keep praying that the god of luck will favor me at this time!

At this time, my heart was beating fast, not only because I was dragging such a thing, but also because I was afraid.

Lady Luck has favored me!

There wasn't a single troll in the hall, and there was still a chorus of shouts coming from the passage where the summoning ritual was performed.

It turns out that these trolls can also speak even after they die!

I dragged forward with all my might, halfway through the hall, but I saw that the light was getting brighter and brighter in the passage where the shouts came from! It's getting louder and louder, too! Is this summoning ritual complete?

What can I do? Keep dragging forward, and the trolls coming out of the passage will be able to see me at a glance. Then it may not be as simple as completing the sacrifice or summoning, I guess even I will have to ride into it.

It doesn't matter so much! I yanked Grayson towards the dark, bone-strewn passage where the only one I hadn't walked in.

Slow! Still too slow!

We tried our best to drag Grayson inside, but before we could reach the entrance of the passageway, the troll who came out of the opposite passage saw the two of us.

The bloodstained troll was stunned for a moment, and the troll next to it was covered in bandages and thin as firewood, and the troll who was kneeling in front of the sarcophagus just now and howling and screaming suddenly opened his throat and screamed again.

The screams weren't over, and the trolls screamed and rushed at me.

Holding Grayson's big foot and pulling it back, but it was too late. Finished! I'm going to die here! Leaving his feet behind, I pulled out the weapon from my waist.

Suddenly, a wind blew behind me, and a strong green light came out of the dark passage, enveloping me. A pale green beam of light suddenly shot down from the top of the hall and enveloped the large circle in the middle of the hall.

Surprise! The trolls, shrouded in green light, slowed down, stopped before they had taken two steps, and then stood straight like scarecrows in a field.

I looked at the bloodied troll in the distance and the screaming troll next to him. They were not affected by the light, only listened to the bloody troll, shouting loudly, and suddenly a cloud of green smoke enveloped his body, and the green light emitted from the smoke became brighter and brighter.

"Come in, mortal!" The sudden sound behind me scared the hell out of me. When I turned my head, I saw a dragon flapping its wings and flying in the air in the originally dark passage behind me. No wonder I felt a breeze just now.

Coming to my senses, I quickly dragged Gleason into the passage again. But every step of the way is stepping on the bones that have dried up and decayed. I can't do that much anymore. I was shocked by the sheer size of the green dragon as I passed underneath it, but its translucent body seemed like a projection.

I dragged it back, but all of a sudden, the gentle green light disappeared. It was pitch black in front of me, and I was stupid.

"Mortal!" This time it was a very deep voice. "Get inside, quick!"

Suddenly, I heard the door open, and I couldn't care so much about it, and the group of reactivated trolls had already appeared at the entrance to the passage.

Dragging Grayson's flesh, I saw the glimmer of light in the hall as my back touched the wall.

The trolls stood at the entrance to the passage, and they didn't even rush in.

As I dragged Grayson's body to the door, I looked inside, and for that moment, I felt like I didn't have enough brains. I don't even feel like the scene ahead is illusory.

A dragon, larger than the one seen earlier, lay in the middle of the hall.