Emperor of Arcane

The bloodthirsty red light swept across the troll soldiers.

They immediately opened their eyes, panted heavily, and howled like wild beasts.

The muscles all over his body swelled, fear was swept away, and he rushed towards the city gate.

Angela led the cavalry to charge back.

Seeing that the troll was in a state of frenzied killing, he activated the "Aura of Courage" without hesitation and continued to command:

"Shrink the formation and defend against the impact!"

The soldiers who spread out immediately formed a new defensive formation relying on the city gates and walls.

Dense arrows covered the charging troll.

Arrowheads coated with paralyzing poison are still effective against berserk trolls.

The difference is that one persisted for more than 10 seconds and fell to the ground, while the other struggled for 20 seconds and fell to the ground.

In most cases, physical conditions are not transferred by will and thought.

Although the trolls kept pressing forward, more of them fell.

In the troll castle, which was already quite empty in defense, the professional soldiers were almost exhausted.

At this moment, a large number of trolls of different heights rushed out crazily.

They are the old and weak in the troll castle. They are also affected by the "bloodthirsty spell" and have lost their little sanity.

The second group of soldiers has not arrived yet.

The city wall has not yet been completely taken down.

The troll priest hidden inside the castle has not yet shown his face.

Matthew did not wait any longer and commanded Yaya to take off again, casting fireballs one after another at the charging trolls.

The destructive power comparable to the effect of heavy artillery bombing blasted away the gathered trolls.

The soldiers stared at the scene in front of them in surprise, quickly adjusted their formation, and burst into cheers.

The second batch of soldiers is about to arrive.

Yaya rushed towards the inside of the castle.

Considering the mass killing spells that the Troll Priest might unleash, Matthew decided to take them down first.

Along the way, Matthew's team kept throwing fireballs at places where trolls gathered, trying to cause as much damage as possible.

He and Fang attracted the most attention from the trolls.

Occasionally, troll archers would attack them with arrows, but they were blocked by mana barriers and scales.

Matthew recognized their determination to fight and decisively responded with fireball as a countermeasure.

Under the continuous bombardment, only scattered trolls rushed towards the city gate and city wall.

The troll priest who was hiding could no longer hold back and muttered to Yaya hovering in the air:

"Great Blood God, listen to my prayer and impose divine punishment on the enemy in front of you!"

Whoops!

A bloody bloody wind instantly enveloped Yaya in the air, trying to drag it down.

Third-ring spell-removing the curse, ineffective!

Second-level spell - power increase, ineffective!

Fang Ya, who was flapping his wings, could not withstand the strange blood light after all, and slowly fell down.

As soon as the irritable Yaya landed, he swept his tail vigorously and knocked away the trolls that were rushing towards him from both ends.

Counting this time, Yaya has already had the experience of being dragged off several times.

She quickly adjusted and relied on her flexible body and powerful melee abilities to easily defeat more than 10 trolls.

And, under Matthew's guidance, he rushed firmly in the direction of the troll sacrifice.

After passing through several shabby streets, Yaya suddenly stopped his momentum and stopped in front of a square full of skeletons and bones.

She suddenly panicked and stared at the troll priest not far away in shock.

Matthew could clearly feel that there was a little bit of fear in Yaya's heart.

The strong smell of blood permeated everywhere.

Dozens of trolls with their throats slit lay limply in the square.

The blood they shed is flowing through the complex and twisted ground magic circle, as if it has come alive, and is consciously flowing towards the bloody altar in the center of the central square.

The troll priest, covered in blood, slowly stood up, his tattered robes torn to pieces by the blood that was like substance.

He turned around slowly, his blood-red eyes showing unspeakable madness and bloodlust, and murmured to himself:

"Great Blood God, please grant us victory!"

The blood around him quickly gathered towards him.

Matthew saw the words "God is coming" above the head of the troll priest.

"God descends?"

"Did this troll priest really communicate with an evil god?"

Matthew was suddenly startled, and cast down fireballs one by one on the corpses around him.

Boom!

Raging flames enveloped the square.

The violent destructive power tore apart the corpses all around.

The formation engraved on the ground was shattered by the fireball.

The surging blood was burned and evaporated by the flames.

The troll priest, head held high, slowly emerged from the smoke.

Like the blood of a living creature, it changed from its docile appearance just now.

It grew seven or eight twisted arms, wrapped around the troll priest's body, and tried to get in.

"ah……!"

Unspeakable screams continued to echo in the messy square.

Matthew, who was quite familiar with the scene in front of him, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, drank a bottle of mana potion, and calmly comforted Yaya:

"Did you see that? This is the essence of the power of the gods."

“Sacrifice a lot to get a little.”

"If the sacrifice is not enough, then the sacrifice itself will become a sacrifice."

"And it's not good for him to serve anyone, so he chose the most stingy Blood God..."

"Tsk, tsk, no wonder they will destroy themselves!"

The blue eyes reflected the blood-colored monster that was not humanoid. He suppressed the fear in his heart and felt the pressure disappearing. He asked curiously:

"What now?"

Matthew pointed to the twisted mass of blood.

After devouring the troll sacrifice, it has lost its source of energy.

The arm was quickly turning into ashes, and it was still moving towards this side.

But the more it struggles, the more energy it consumes.

Finally, under Yaya's gaze, it turned into a ball of ashes.

"There's nothing to eat anymore, so it just goes away without caring."

"Huh? A bit like a greedy old dog."

Yaya nodded thoughtfully and gave an appropriate evaluation of the benefits.

The soldiers outside gathered together and, in cooperation with the strong shield-holding soldiers, pushed inward little by little.

Angela glanced at the completely taken down city walls, looked worriedly at the interior of the castle, pointed at the trolls rushing towards her on the street, and shouted loudly:

"Ready! Release!"

Densely packed crossbow arrows enveloped the attacking trolls like a gust of wind and rain.

Poof!

Click!

The dense arrows knocked them to the ground.

Under the influence of the paralyzing toxin, the trolls could no longer move.

A group of agile soldiers, led by Elio, rushed over quickly.

They were merciless and chopped off the hands and feet of the unable to move troll.

With the troll's powerful self-healing ability, severed limbs can grow back as long as there is enough food.

The purpose of the Gulf Territory is to prevent these trolls from posing any threat in a short period of time.

The effect of "Bloodthirst" has passed.

The trolls who regained their senses were so scared that they fled in all directions.

By the time Matthew and Yaya rushed back to the city gate, the Gulf Territory had completely taken control of the situation.

Angela is dispatching soldiers to clear out the trolls around the city wall.

Seeing this, Matthew was slightly relieved.

He asked Beelzebub and Elio to continue cleaning up the stubborn troll soldiers.

After walking behind the city wall, a small teleportation array was placed on the cleared streets.

After the space fluctuations dissipated, 10 burly rock golems were slowly standing up.

"Battle mode, turn on!"