Menethil's Power

Chapter 46 Eating, Sleeping, and Fighting Trolls

This was a massacre, pure massacre, no matter whether it was metal, solid wood or flesh and blood, Zul'jin's weapon could not stop for a moment.The mercenaries experienced a mental journey from fanaticism to collapse to despair in just a few minutes. They cried, wailed, and fled, but they all turned into bloody pieces of flesh.

Isaacs suddenly felt a piece of softness covering his hands, and he turned his head to see Partress with slightly disheveled hair.There was a hint of worry in the little girl's clear eyes, but she still wanted to comfort him as much as possible.

Isaacs wondered how the sight of blood and blood would affect a ten-year-old girl, or how Partress would feel about the life she had worked so hard to save so easily vanished.The tactical planning during this period occupied all his mind, so he completely ignored the little girl's feelings.

But now he had to involve Partress in the war.The flaw of the blade thrower is very obvious, and it is completely impossible to hit Zul'jin under normal circumstances, so he needs Paltress' fear materialization ability from the purple crystal.Although it is unbelievable that an elite-level priest's ability will have an effect on a peak hero-level, if his guess about the amethyst is correct, maybe it will.

"Your help is of utmost importance to me, Partress, prepare your spell, target the big troll, and listen to my password."

"Yeah." Partress nodded, and his well-behaved look made Isaacs' tense nerves a little easier. He subconsciously rubbed her head, and then turned his attention to the battlefield again.

The mercenaries who survived almost ran away. Zul'jin brutally unscrewed the head of an arcane puppet, and turned to look at the last puppet with a broken arm. This was his last obstacle.Suddenly, a loud and unpleasant voice came over, using the troll language of knocking and knocking, "Hey, that green-skinned guy over there! Your express delivery has arrived!"

It's Reinhardt!The blond man shouted, making a startling noise as he struck his sword on his shield.The effect of the taunt was very good. Although Zul'jin didn't quite understand what "delivery" meant, he immediately picked up a warhammer discarded by the mercenary and threw it at Reinhardt, obviously hoping that he would stop immediately .

The warhammer flew at an astonishing speed, Reinhard screamed and wanted to avoid it, but a thick metal arm suddenly appeared in front of him, "duang~" The warhammer hit it heavily, leaving a dent and then bounced flew out.The owner of the arm emerged from the darkness behind Reinhardt, and the tall arcane puppet made a dull and emotionless voice, "Invading creatures were detected, and the removal procedure was carried out."

There are a total of eight iron cans, which are all the arcane puppets in Fengxing Manor that are still capable of fighting.Zul'jin snorted contemptuously. In his eyes, the strength and speed of this kind of clumsy mechanical creation are not worth mentioning. The only trouble is the tough material, but it is just trouble.

But the performance of these newly emerged arcane puppets exceeded Zul'jin's expectations. They continued to shoot arcane missiles at the troll as they marched, forcing him to be unable to attack the remaining one-armed puppets.Zul'jin immediately changed his target, but when he knocked back the first puppet with a vertical slash, he suddenly found himself surrounded.

Interestingly, a smile appeared on the corner of Zul'jin's mouth. These puppets are obviously not relying on their own simple intelligence to fight. Behind them must be a commander who is proficient in team operations.But what does it matter?Trouble is still just trouble.

Every swing of Zul'jin's giant decapitating ax left deep marks on several of the Olympian golems.These puppets are consciously sharing the damage, but Zul'jin's attack is really hard to stop.Finally, one of them was cut off and couldn't support it and fell down. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the direction its back was facing was the gear number.

good chance!Isaacs' eyes lit up instantly.Of course he wasn't the only one who could see the situation clearly. A dragon's head made of condensed ice and snow suddenly appeared behind Zuerjin, which was crystal clear and detailed.The dragon's head opened its mouth, and the gushing breath of ice instantly drowned Zul'jin.

The breath of the heroic spell ice dragon is Squall!Although he couldn't see the loyal advisor, Isaacs knew that he had used this period of time to complete the awakening ceremony.This could not be called an exquisite coordination. Although the breath of the ice dragon could not kill Zul'jin, it was enough to slow down his actions and divert his attention.

"Partress!" Isaacs called.However, his order seemed a bit redundant, and the serious girl released the spell she had prepared almost immediately.

Zul'jin, who was being baptized by the cold current, was very cold and painful, but his heart was very calm. He had been guarding against the heroic mage from the beginning to the end, and now the mage finally couldn't help but make a move. Although he successfully released It's nice to cast a heroic spell, but also expose your position.

The next thing was to find him and drink his blood, Zul'jin was so confident.But in a trance, he suddenly returned to 3000 years ago, the sky full of arrows, endless enemies, and the nightmare-like human warrior, the red giant sword slashed at Zul'jin's head, and the warrior's roar made his heart ache even more. Trembling, "In the name of Arathor, your reign is over, Zul'jin!"

"No! Amani will never die!" The troll roared, and he slashed at the human warrior with an axe. The blade of the ax slid past without any sense of touch. In front of him, there was an unbelievable light in the eyes of the troll, but he still reacted quickly and avoided it.

However, the blade was too close, and Zul'jin could only try to keep himself from being disemboweled.The sharp blade cut a huge wound on the troll's left rib, then hit an arcane puppet behind him, and then exploded, the shock wave carried metal brittle pieces and threw Zul'jin's body high, and then He threw it on the ground again.

Isaacs on the Cogwheel couldn't help but thump in his heart. The tactics were executed well, but after all, Zul'jin was not completely killed. This kind of injury would definitely kill any human, but for the troll...

As if to confirm Isaacs' concerns, Zulkin, who was lying on the ground, suddenly let out a dull laugh, "I really miss you." He stood up slowly, and it was obvious that he was very angry, and it was not just because of serious injuries And being calculated, more because of being forced to recall the deepest hidden memory.The purple totem magic pattern on Zul'jin's skin exuded a blood-red light, and all the wounds completed the process of contraction and hemostasis in one breath. Although they did not heal, at least they would not affect the battle.

The troll raised his giant decapitating axe, which was more of a throwing weapon because of its relatively short handle. "I'm very satisfied with your gift, now it's time to return the gift!" The giant ax attacked the gear number with the same momentum as the previous rune blade.Isaacs' complexion changed drastically, and he immediately protected Partress under his body without hesitation.

The beheading ax pierced through the hull of the Cogwheel very neatly, and the huge momentum it carried caused the old wooden ship to disintegrate almost instantly. Isaacs hugged Partress tightly in his arms, and the two Men fell from the shattered decks like leaves in a storm, and fell awkwardly into the icy water.I have to say that Power Word: Shield is indeed the most practical skill for priests, and neither of them suffered any injuries.

But the taste of sea water is not pleasant.When Isaacs climbed onto the pier with Paltress, he found in despair that Zul'jin had dismantled all the arcane puppets into scrap iron. Obviously, his combat power had been greatly improved in an instant. Completely beyond the hero level.

Isaacs was not surprised by this. The characteristics of the troll berserkers are like this. An eye for an eye is an eye for an eye. They can fight regardless of their injuries, and the more serious the injuries they suffer, the stronger their explosive combat power will be.Therefore, his tactics have huge uncertainties. Once Zulkin cannot be killed in seconds, it will mean a complete collapse.Now, it is time for him to eat the bitter fruit.

Isaacs couldn't help but feel disheartened. He failed. There was nothing wrong with the tactics themselves, and there were no omissions in everyone's cooperation. Generally speaking, it was not a crime of war.If the Tomahawk Thrower had been a little faster, or if Paltrace's spells had been stronger, the result would have been very different...

Two tall figures stood in front of Isaacs and Partress, "Please leave immediately, Your Highness. We will try our best to buy you time." Baldrige said in a calm voice, as if facing only Just an ordinary fight.

Isaacs smiled wryly.

Zulkin watched this scene with great interest, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to act, and soon he was waiting for his equal, Squall suddenly appeared, with a rare serious expression on his face, "Please Evacuate immediately, Your Highness, I cannot hold him back for too long."

Isaacs still smiled wryly, it was useless, Squall would not be Zul'kin's opponent, and the time he delayed was simply not enough for Isaacs to run too far.Now even the Cogwheel is destroyed, which means that the only way to survive has been cut off.Can't beat, can't escape, this is almost the most desperate situation.

There is only one person who has a chance to escape here. Isaacs looked at Paltress, and the little girl seemed to feel something in her heart. With tears in her eyes, she shook her head with a very firm attitude. "Silly girl." Isaacs had another headache.

Zul'kin finally lost his patience.Squall crushed the heroic water elemental essence without hesitation, but the four water elemental lords only blocked the troll for a few seconds before being completely scattered.The ensuing battle seemed very boring. Squall kept using the flash technique to avoid Zul'jin's attack, and released some instant spells to fight back, but this had no effect. The magic resistance of the troll berserker was astonishingly high.

The high-frequency use of the flash in a short period of time consumes a lot of mana. Squall has no chance to prepare large-scale spells, so he can only avoid attacks constantly, so he has no chance of winning at all.Isaacs knew that he had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, and he couldn't help but look at the holy book of origin on his waist...

(End of this chapter)