The Wizarding Age

Seeing the enemy appear as promised, the troll leader who was still roaring and screaming suddenly became quiet.

And on the simple camp fifty meters behind it, countless indigo figures stood silently, looking at the battlefield from afar, and had no intention of running out to reinforce.

The troll leader stood between two bonfires, slowly moving his body.

He untied the lower half of the animal skin draped over his body, revealing his iron-like upper body and the countless scars crisscrossing on it. He only had a short and sturdy pair of leather pants on his body, his sturdy and agile muscles slowly squirmed, and his joints kept making crackling sounds.

And on his exposed body, in addition to countless scars representing the glory of the battlefield time and time again, there were also brightly colored and fancy strange patterns. They were composed of countless twisted colored lines and mysterious and strange symbols, forming a three-dimensional strange tattoo.

When the troll leader moved his body and his muscles trembled slightly, a strange magical power lingered around his body. Judging from the source of the power, it came from those strange tattoos.

Compared with the troll leader who was 3 meters tall, Mary, who was only 1.8 meters tall, looked a little petite.

Mary appeared in the depths of the dense forest, gently stepping on the dark and deep soil, and appeared in front of the troll leader in an elegant and enchanting manner.

The light from the bonfire was projected on her body, giving it a layer of light golden halo.

With a slender waist, a tall and graceful figure, slender limbs, and the bat wings curled up behind her, Mary stepped out of the darkness. It was difficult for the other party to see her appearance and figure, but just relying on this nearly perfect silhouette, it was enough to make all males feel an irresistible impulse.

However, the troll leader was not one of those young men who had not experienced the world. Although the other party's figure was full of temptation, it could see clearly that the enchanting female body that was walking towards it with elegant steps was overflowing with a terrible blood energy that was almost suffocating.

This blood energy seemed to be substantial, and it became thicker as the other party approached.

In the eyes of the troll leader, the other party seemed to be wrapped in a transparent blood-colored scarf, dancing with the night wind. Such a strange scene not only did not bring it any beauty, but instead gave it a deep chill that penetrated into its bones.

If the troll leader had a little brain, he would understand that this was a typical manifestation of energy!

For no reason, the troll leader felt a little hoarse in his throat and a little cold in his back.

More importantly, the fierce and violent fighting passion just now had a terrible feeling of being frozen!

The troll leader shuddered and immediately realized that he was suppressed by the terrible blood energy on the other party, which caused this feeling of helplessness that only a novice would have.

"Roar"

The troll leader immediately roared at Mary who was slowly walking in front of him, staring at her with his fierce eyes, bent down and pulled out a javelin from the mud in front of him, and threw it out as fast as lightning.

His movements were so fast that when the splashing mud was still rising slowly, the javelin, which was brown and covered with strange wood grain, had already shot out, pierced through the heart of Mary's body, and disappeared into the dark depths of the jungle where light could not reach.

"Good"

"Lord Kano is mighty"

Countless cheers of different tones rose to the sky, and there were whistles one after another.

But the noisy shouts soon faded.

Because the strange female figure slowly disappeared with the night wind.

What the troll leader had just sniped was just a phantom left by the opponent!

"Hmph, it's just a trick. Come out!"

The troll leader was a little embarrassed. He groaned and stomped his big feet on the ground. A visible shock wave rippled in all directions.

Almost instantly, a hazy blood-colored figure appeared ten meters behind it. Judging from the other party's appearance, it seemed that he was about to launch a surprise attack on it.

At such a close distance, it was too late to use the spear. The troll leader wiped his right hand behind his back and took the war spear into his hand. And his left hand flashed quickly, and instantly threw out several darts on his waist.

Mary still had that light smile on her face. She swung a few times with a strange blood-colored dagger in her hand and picked up the darts that were thrown. Then her slender and flexible figure quickly coiled and flashed around the troll leader, avoiding the stabbing and sweeping of the war spear in the other party's hand.

And every time the blood-colored dagger in her hand flashed, it would add a terrifying bloody wound on the body of the troll leader.

Suppression, full suppression!

The 3rd level primary troll leader was completely powerless in front of Mary, the 3rd level peak vampire wizard. The dancing poisoned spear could not catch up with Mary's figure, let alone cause her corresponding damage.

However, the strength of the troll leader who burst out with all his strength should not be underestimated.

Although the spear in its hand could not catch up with Mary, it could still pose a huge threat to Mary who was approaching by guarding a small area. Although its body was cut by Mary and bleeding, it was only limited to some insignificant parts with thick skin and flesh.

The parts that could really cause a fatal threat were still guarded by it without leaking a drop, leaving no chance for the opponent to attack.

Such a depressing scene fell into the eyes of the troll warriors watching the battle from behind. They all breathed heavily, their eyes were bloodshot, and the wooden spears in their hands creaked.

Even if they were so excited and irritable, the troll leader who was still fighting on the battlefield became more violent and cruel.

But under the huge gap in strength, all its efforts and bravery became in vain.

If the situation continues to develop like this, Mary can easily knock out the troll leader. And the price she needs to pay is just a little blood energy loss and slight physical damage.

And these can be quickly replenished after the war.

So, Mary can almost kill this seemingly powerful troll leader without any damage!

The reason for this is that the comprehensive strength of the two is too different.

The so-called comprehensive strength, in addition to individual rank, also includes physical fitness, skill system, blood talent, combat skills, and weapons and equipment.

In these aspects, the troll leader's physical fitness and combat skills can barely be classified as level 3, and the rest are seriously substandard.

In Mary's eyes, this troll leader has level 2 strength, level 3 physique, level 1 agility and level 1 spirit. As for the skill system, almost all of them are close combat killing methods.

Such methods may be effective against companions who also lack extraordinary power, but to deal with Mary who has extraordinary agility and strange blood witchcraft, it is like a wild boar catching a monkey, being played around by the opponent in vain, but unable to do anything to it.

The repeated bursts of power not only did not hurt Mary, but made herself scarred, and the troll leader became more violent and wild.

It panted and panted, chasing after strange phantoms that would burst with a poke like a clumsy wild boar. And there was always a tingling pain on its body for no reason, and then there was another terrifying bloody hole.

The wounds cut by the bee sting dagger were all covered with a faint layer of blood.

Even with the terrifying physical recovery ability of the trolls, these wounds would be difficult to heal on their own if the alien energy on them was not removed first.

After fighting for two quarters of an hour, the troll leader only used one burst of power to leave a shallow wound on Mary. And he himself was already bleeding, and his whole form looked extremely terrifying.

The troll leader was extremely angry!

The blood in his body had already reached a certain extreme, and the ripples of power from his roaring vibrations began to become clearly visible.

Finally, with a wild roar that shook the earth, the troll leader raised his spear to the sky, and a violent golden lightning fell from the sky, striking the tip of the spear without a single mistake.

Thunder roared, and lightning was everywhere.

The dazzling lightning that filled the sky wrapped the troll leader in it, and also activated the wonderful and strange magic patterns on his body. All the magic patterns lit up at the same time, making it look like a terrifying demon god wrapped in the world-destroying lightning, destroying the world with every move.

The trolls watching the battle in the camp knelt on the ground, praying devoutly with all their bodies and souls, welcoming the arrival of the great soul will.

Mary originally wanted to launch a surprise attack while the troll leader was busy.

Unfortunately, the bloody figure just broke into the lightning, and was burned by the free golden lightning. If she hadn't retreated in time, the subsequent lightning storm would have caused her terrible damage.

Damn it, this advent ceremony really can't be interrupted

While muttering angrily, Mary dodged a hundred meters away and quietly watched the changes in the troll leader.

The golden lightning was winding on the body of the troll leader, and wherever it went, the remaining blood energy was swallowed up. The damaged body also recovered rapidly under the nourishment of powerful energy, and all wounds were healed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The muscles of the troll leader expanded and grew again, and the bones were stretched and lengthened. The whole body expanded from 3 meters to 5 meters, turning into a terrifying demon god wrapped in lightning armor, with every move shaking the world.

The troll leader has been roaring to the sky, venting the inexhaustible power in his body.

When the transformation of the body came to an end, it suddenly stopped roaring, lowered its head, and stared at Mary's body with two dazzling and blinding fierce eyes.

Even with Mary's tyranny and cruelty, she couldn't help but feel a little shudder in her heart when facing the other party's gaze, and the vigorous fighting spirit in her heart was slightly stagnant.

Quetzalcoatl?

Or just a faint original consciousness of Quetzalcoatl

Sure enough, it is worthy of being an indigenous totem god of the lower plane. It didn't even see that this was a trap and stepped in. Should I say it is the fearlessness of the brave or the fearlessness of the ignorant?

Mary complained silently, and finally a trace of cruelty and mockery after the evil plan succeeded was revealed on her face.

I have been waiting for you to come.