Arcane Lord

If the stones he moved might have been pushed back to their original positions by animals, how could the bark he chopped down be repaired automatically?

There must be supernatural power here!

Xia Duo found it incredible to be able to restore the bark of trees that had been cut down, and even the turf and stones to their original state. It was like going back in time.

Just when he was about to look for a situation like this again, the magic alarm he arranged about 2 or 300 meters east of the temporary camp was triggered.

"It's a large creature! There are more than one!"

Xia Duo's expression changed, and he immediately issued an order to the camp with the help of the communication tool given by Niya——

"Gibb, two large creatures have broken in about 300 meters to the east. Return to the camp immediately, change your shields, and defend on the spot."

"Simon, return to the camp immediately and cooperate with Gibb in defense."

After a few brief explanations, Xia Duo no longer cared about finding any abnormality, and was ready to return with his sword in hand.

But before leaving, Xia Duo once again chopped down the trees in this "grid" area, leaving a very deep mark, and then left without looking back.

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At the same time, Gibb and Simon in the temporary camp took action immediately after hearing the order.

Gibb took out a bone whistle and blew it suddenly to send a signal to fulfill the agreement, while Simon gathered the people in the team entirely with his voice.

Fortunately, the places where Simon and others worked were not far apart, and they were right on the edge of the camp. When the members of Gibb's team returned to the camp one after another, Simon and others had already changed their equipment and defended themselves with long guns.

"Hard, Pierre, and Wood, you three change your shields, and the others will be ready at any time." Gibb ordered, and at the same time he himself also changed into a Savile collar standard shield.

After that, he divided Simon's team into two groups, each with two shields. Facing large creatures, Gibb did not dare to be careless.

Simon and others were good adventurers, but ordinary adventurers had little experience in dealing with large creatures, and most importantly, they rarely had experience in using large shields.

Dealing with large creatures is not just a matter of holding a shield. This requires skill, experience, and courage. Gibb has not yet seen these in Simon and others.

They can only let them hold long guns and follow his team members to attack incidentally.

Soon, Gibb and others set up a temporary position in the camp, and at this time, they heard the rustling sound coming from the trees not far away.

Everyone's hearts were raised, and they stared nervously at the reassurance coming from the voice.

"What is that?" someone asked quietly.

"Like some kind of giant?"

"so high!"

Through the gaps in the trees, the blurry shadow of the visitor could already be seen. The team members were whispering, especially those in Simon's team. The spears in their hands had begun to tremble.

"Quiet!" Gibb shouted and took a deep breath.

If he admitted it correctly, the two large creatures walking towards them should be - trolls?

Looking at the body that was nearly half taller than him, Gibb felt a little scared. Anyone would be afraid of this almost legendary creature.

At this moment, the two trolls had completely emerged from the bushes, with green skin, hands above the knees, strangely twisting hair on top of their heads, and cold eyes that made people intimidated at a glance.

Gibb almost took a step back in unison, but at this time Gibb had no intention of blaming them, because he himself also stepped back.

And more importantly the trolls seem to want to attack them!

"I remembered! That's a troll! I saw it at the Lion and Fire Circus. They can't kill the ones they can't kill!" A member of Simon's team almost collapsed at this time.

When others heard his words, the fear in their hearts increased again. The height alone was enough to scare people, and with the name of the troll, their morale was almost low.

Some even lowered their gun heads pointed forward.

Snap—pop—pop—

Gibb turned around and slapped him three times, lowered his voice, and said through gritted teeth: "Do you want to wait for death? Listen carefully, no matter if it is a troll or something else, if it wants to attack us, it must drop a piece of meat. "

"Get your weapons, we must hold on until the lord comes back. The lord is a mage!"

After speaking, Gibb glared at the person who wanted to speak again, then turned around and stared at the two trolls fiercely.

It seemed that the lord's magic really boosted the morale. The momentum of these twenty people gradually gathered. When they looked at the troll, although they were still afraid, they also had a desperate ferocity.

When the two trolls saw these little people who were first frightened and almost collapsed, but then showed courage to fight again, they looked at each other and let out a gloomy laugh.

Then, a thin troll raised its slender arm above the knee, inserted the thorn-like weapon in his hand into the other arm, and then pulled it down suddenly!

Flesh and blood stirred up!

Then the troll painted his face with the wound on his arm, but he only applied it twice. He seemed to be dissatisfied, so he opened another wound and continued to apply it.

Until the entire face is painted in ghost green - different from the moss color in other places.

On the opposite side, Gibb subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and once again encouraged everyone that the lord was about to return, but it was difficult to restore the morale that had fallen this time.

After all, I saw the ferocity of the troll and its powerful recovery ability with my own eyes. At this moment, the legend was not just a legend, but became a reality.

And what one team member said before, "Trolls can't be killed" also rang in their hearts again.

If it weren't for the lack of escape routes and Gibb's pressure, these people would have dispersed long ago.

Soon, the trolls launched an attack. Gibb's eyes narrowed, knowing that the critical moment had come. At this moment, four shields could not bring them much security.

"Hard and I will hold on to the strong one, Pierre and Wood, you hold on to the thin one, and the others will wait for an opportunity to attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gibb felt as if he had been hit by a giant bear. Although most of the impact was removed, the rest still caused a huge shock to his arm.

"Everyone, be careful, this thing is very powerful!"

At the same time, when the troll rushed into the shield, several spears were thrust out fiercely, but the troll seemed to be completely unconcerned. He only waved the spiked weapons on his hands and beat the shield desperately, like It's like having fun.

Gibb held the shield in both hands and tried hard to block the troll in front of him, while the others quickly adjusted their positions according to the position of the shield.

It's just that Simon's team has not undergone long-term teamwork training. At first, they could keep up with the pace of Gibb's team, but later they became very uncoordinated.

After several attacks were blocked by the shield, the troll seemed to lose patience. He grabbed a gap in the defense and threw the spiked weapon in his hand violently.

ah--

A scream came, but no one else looked back. Gibb even shouted: "Those who are injured, step back and don't disturb the formation! The troll is already injured! Others, hold on!"

The trolls were indeed injured and were still receiving constant attacks, but the wounds on their bodies were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems that the attack by Gibb and others did nothing but cause the troll to bleed a little!