The Villain Master Only Wants To Live A Buddhist Life

Werther watched excitedly, he didn't think that Red's little turtle could withstand the troll's trampling.

But three seconds later.

The dull troll suddenly let out a scream of "Gululu".

Under the gaze of the three humans, it suddenly lifted its feet to cover them, and jumped up with one foot like a rabbit.

→Looking at the appearance of sweating and screaming, it seems that it really hurts!

→ There is a blood-red spherical depression in the center of the sole of its right foot.

But Huhu, who had been trampled on hard, drilled a tentacle-like head out of the hole as if nothing had happened: "Bah, blah, blah!"

"Roar!"

The provocative and humiliated troll gradually overflowed with blood-like red from its eyes.

There are thick and long blue veins on both sides of the eyes.

The look at Huhu gradually became wrong.

Without Werther's order, the giant suddenly raised its extremely long arms, clenched its two huge fists tightly, then jumped suddenly, landed in an arched shape, bent its upper body, and hammered down with both fists. !

"boom!"

The kettle was hammered and bounced again.

But it was the only one that shrank its shell very fast, and Red's tortoise shell hardly showed any scratches.

Have Werther and Robert outside the court witnessed such violence at such close range?

Robert was already stunned and completely forgot about his duties as a referee.

And Werther was slightly better, but he was still too shocked to speak.

The only thing he knows is that this is its giant monster!

Powerful, reliable, and invincible trolls!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The troll didn't stop, hammering the kettle over and over again!

Only Duck from the front could see that the lower edge of its palm was already abnormally red and swollen.

But completely different from the previous state of screaming from severe pain, the troll at this moment seems to have fallen into a state of mild rage?

In this slightly berserk state, it obviously lost its sense of pain, doing useless work over and over again.

Yes.

The brave and invincible monster in Werther's vision was just a cerebral palsy in Dak's vision.

Even though the pot is so small and light, the attack is still 0. Isn't it good to grab it and throw it?

Why do you have to hammer?

But after all, a troll known for its stupidity is understandable.

Duck watched with a calm expression.

He had learned from textbooks that the attack and defense values ​​displayed on the magic wizard card could be used as a reference, but it was only a reference.

Each type of magic wizard has different attack and defense values ​​for each part and each attack method according to its own situation.

Just like the pot turtle, it only has a hard shell that can really reach the ultimate defense of 2200, but its body is quite fragile.

Even if it is a shell, not every place has a defense of 2200.

Every powerful magister knows the real situation of their own magus very well, and is good at showing their most powerful points in battle.

Now under the beating of the giant monster, the strength of Huhu's defense is revealed bit by bit.

After a full minute of continuous hammering.

Kettle is still safe and sound.

But instead of being discouraged, the troll became even more manic.

"Enough, troll! Use your hands, grab it!"

Werther, who was immersed in ecstasy, finally calmed down after a full minute.

He hastily issued the best command he could think of.

Hearing the order, the troll suddenly froze on the spot for half a second, then stretched out his swollen palm and slapped it down!

"Equal power."

Duck's voice finally sounded.

Xiao Huhu, who had been passively beaten for more than a minute, immediately opened her sharp eyes.

When the giant monster's palm fell, the strength between the two sides had been completely divided.

Afterwards, Huhu raised a jio upwards and successfully blocked the giant monster's big hand slapping!

The picture freezes at this moment.

There is quite a taste of supporting the sky with one hand.

The giant monster was panting heavily with a "hum-chi-hum-chi", and its face became more ferocious.

"Giant, sacrifice yourself..."

Witt saw that the giant monster seemed to have nothing to do with the pot, so he immediately ordered him to perform his ultimate move [Sacrificial Impact].

But this time, the giant turned around abruptly, staring fiercely at its master with its blood-red eyes, and its ferocity could no longer be controlled.

Werther felt a chill in his heart, his tone stagnated, and the order was interrupted.

Dak over there asked lightly: "Gothe, does your troll have any skills similar to berserk?"

"Rage? No, I'm just a blue card..."

Werther raised his hand, his face suddenly changed dramatically.

The [Troll] Magic Card, which originally exuded blue radiance, was unexpectedly surrounded by a purple halo.

And among the information he gave back after injecting his magic power, there happened to be the skill "Rage"!

"not good!"

His heart suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

The giant monster has gone completely berserk!

"Roar--"

It opened its arms, its face was terrifying, its bloody mouth opened suddenly, revealing a mouthful of jagged and sharp fangs.

Then he suddenly turned his head to look at Robert who was standing on the side of the field.

Perhaps bullying the weak and fearing the hard is really the nature of creatures.

Even the troll, who had fallen into complete [rage], keenly pinpointed the weakest Robert.

Robert probably would never have imagined that he would end up in this unwarranted disaster just by standing outside the court as a referee.

He showed fear, and finally pulled out his [Magic Beast: Fortress] from the card bag, but his lips trembled, and he couldn't even cast the usual summoning.

The troll would not give him extra time.

The huge black shadow covered Robert's field of vision, his pupils expanded rapidly, and he was completely overwhelmed by the ferocious aura exuding blood after the troll's berserk, and he couldn't even escape.

"Wei, Werther..."

He leaned against the wall, almost crying.

"Don't be afraid, Robert, I'll take it back!"

Werther quickly shook the magic card of [Troll], trying to get the troll back into the card.

But his call was not answered.

The troll grabbed Robert with a wave of his hand.

But when it was about to throw Robert out, the heel of fate was caught.

A small jug, but like a jack to lift a car, it uses a small jio to lift the heel of the giant monster.

As soon as the troll lost its balance, it bumped its head against the wall as it leaned forward.

Robert found that the fingers holding him had been loosened, and fled out quickly.

But it happened to cross with Dak.

Dak looked at the giant monster with great interest, and suddenly thought, could this be the script in the first book of "Harry Potter" that made the trio become friends.

And he himself, instead of Emma, ​​is standing in this imitated (copied) imitated (copied) script?

But he quickly shook his head.

This should be a normal world, and there is no so-called "plot inertia". Everyone's destiny is in their own hands.

This situation is likely to be just a coincidence.

Relying on the "power trick" to incarnate the pot pot of a 2200-attack Hercules and grab the toe of the troll.

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