Frenzy Troll

Follow the Trolls.

In this situation, the instructions were to be interpreted as meaningful. In the beginning, it was also an expression that was hard for people here to understand.

However, Valkyrie understood Yonker's instructions.

Valkyrie asked.

“Sure. Even after the distance is too far away, can I judge? ”

Jason shouted.

“Yes! So get going! ”

The Valkyrie followed the summoning's will.

The wings of the raptors spread to both sides. Immediately, the Valkyrie flew away from the tree.

Everyone looks anxiously at the rear of the angel. Amaric has finally bitten me.

“Now what? ”

The indicator of this herd was Roland. But that important person disappeared into the forest. The speed at which the horses chase them is unbelievable.

The answer was Moshi.

“We should go after them, too. I don't know when we'll catch up, but take your time. ”

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The world of the Berserkers was not entirely crimson.

The recording was dark red and the ground was pink mixed with blood and bribes. It was hard to say that the other objects were red, even though they were red.

There was only one true red in the Berserker's eyes.

Hot blood flowing under the bark.

In order to reveal that noble color, the Berserker ran past the dark red trees. It makes me spill red courtesy from my rare enemies.

From a distance, the sprint was like a red ghost. It appears too fast, but only in blurry form, revealing only that color.

The leaves fall favorably from the top while sprinting. The Berserker gives you a nasty look. However, when he saw what was there, he smiled.

“Sister!”

The valkyrie flying over the forest also smiles bluntly.

“Yes, brother. A crow wants to fight behind a hero. Will you do the honors? ”

“Of course, it would be an honor for me! ”

The Berserkers kept running, shouting. I broke the tree roots that were in the way, tore the bush that was in the way, and went into a straight line.

It didn't take long for the two of you to cross the forest.

So I saw the cliff.

A tall cliff. A tower of architecture rises from its tip. Of course, it was posted as a guard.

Other defenses were lacking, but the attack would never be easy. Because the terrain itself was a fortress of the underwater.

How do we get up there? It's simple. The Valkyrie has offered.

“I can lift you up. ”

It was to fly the sky and land on a cliff. Of course it was a thankful offer. However, the Berserker refused without much thought.

“Never mind, a warrior has two legs! ”

It's a shame to be transported by a woman.

Valkyrie makes no further suggestions, I suspect. It wasn't like there was no other way up.

There was one way to walk up the cliff. It was a narrow path to feeling claustrophobic. However, it may be safer to run at your feet than to be carried away and hit by an arrow.

Indeed, the Berserker chose the rough path. He runs out and hides the sound of his feet.

“For Odin! ”

Immediately, the enemy reacted.

The guard finds the Berserker and blows his trumpet. Immediately, Troll warriors gathered around the perimeter.

As a result, only one Troll had ever seen, but no one was careless. Enemies approaching seemed too dangerous.

The Berserkers are too fast and covered in blood. And above all, the Dragon Bone Shield in that hand?

The name of the great warrior, who was the master of the shield, flows out.

“Arela?”

Is he dead?

Even if I didn't feel it right away, I just needed to know the possibilities. To understand the power of that mysterious monster.

Troll warriors raise their battle horns high.

They all leave with weapons of war, not hunting weapons. A giant bow, a giant shield, a spear.

The archers climb up to the high ground, ready to fire, and the rest of you head to the only road to form a defensive line.

A Berserker sets foot on a narrow path. The Troll Warrior stands at the forefront of him, frozen.

A raggedy monster. The blood-soaked face resembles a Troll. However, when we looked closely, it was clearly different. There were fewer pleats than normal Trolls, so there was no vitality.

Similar to your peers, subtly different parts stimulated your troll's physiological aversion. It was like fighting a ghost.

‘Goddess.'

The Troll Warrior runs out boldly with all his heart.

“Artemie, s! ”

Trolls lift their shields and spears. It's been a long time since I raised a shield against a spear. A weapon of war that cannot be used in hunting. Now I realize that this is a small war.

The path is narrow, so you can't run side by side. The Troll Warrior charges alone, as if it were the only thing left of himself and that monster in the world.

The streets of each other narrowed quickly. The trolls are appalled at the speed of that monster running toward them.

Is it a ghost, too?

The Trolls' car, full of tension, approaches the berserker already.

Trolls just feel the wrinkle of a creature with a crude blade. And the moment he raised his shield, his neck had already slipped away from his body and rolled along the steep slope.

After that, the warrior who followed me succeeded in lifting his shield, both startled and terrified.

However, the Berserker kicks the fallen corpse this way. The corpse falls over the Troll's shield.

Trolls feel a blunt shock over their shields. And even my vision was obscured.

I don't know what to do. The Trolls panic. You try to pierce the spear like crazy beyond the corpse.

However, as soon as I reached the spear, the seal was caught. I try to take it back, but I can't. The difference in power was powerful.

Trolls pull their spears as hard as they can. As you move your body, the corpse leaning against the shield slides.

Hidden, the face of the Berserker is revealed.

Bloody monsters. The moment they looked at each other with those red eyes, the Trolls just screamed in fear, forgetting the warrior's mind.

“Ahhhh! ”

What stopped the scream was not the courage to rise again. The Berserker slams into his bony shield. The two shields strike with a spark.

Trolls couldn't cope with the shock. I lost my shield. A Berserker put a knife to the throat that was revealed, and eternal silence came.

The corpse also fell in the direction of the Berserker because of the slope. As a berserker, the moment I was about to kick, suddenly I saw a Valkyrie flying over the watchtower.

There are three shooters standing on the watchtower. Lightning strikes the car where they pulled the demonstration.

He was electrocuted, as well as the two comrades he was putting on weight with.

Watching the two baked Trolls, the Berserker thanked the Sisters for their help. And I decided to show my sister more courage.

You trample the corpse to the ground. You step on it and the Berserker charges in.

The Troll in sight stands a little distance away. He was also armed with a large shield and spear.

The Berserker charges forward with his bony shield. And the death of two comrades collided with a frightened Troll.

It was the Trolls who fell out. At the moment of impact, the Trolls are bigger and heavier, but their bodies collapse.

There's a Berserker on top of the one who fell out. I crushed his horrified face and cut his throat.

The Berserker runs to the next enemy.

However, there were no more Trolls trying to block the road alone. The path is empty now. Then the enemy will be beyond.

A car that the Berserker keeps driving, suddenly three objects are thrown from the cliff. Three jars.

The pot in the street snaps and spills the oil out.

The brown oil flows down the slope of the road. The oil is quite heavy. The oil soon spread to the berserker's eyes.

Oil and narrow streets.

Even a fool could see what they were up to. The Trolls threw torches while the Berserkers stopped.

The fire broke out in an instant. A massive flame blocks the path.

The Berserkers stopped at nothing. The flames flashed before my eyes reminded me of Loki and Surt.

Incarnate Flames. Finally, the Berserker told the Giant of Fire that his stomach had been burned to death.

However, I encouraged the Berserkers to become a fragment of the horror I felt now.

Despite his shame, the Berserkers shouted in shame and fury.

“I'm sorry, Odin! ”

It seems that the roar pushes the fire back a day or so. The Berserker dives into it.

The flame that swallowed the Berserker dances fiercely.

Blood and oil were on his body. As the Berserker runs through the fire, the flame catches on to his entire body.

The Berserker runs around with a raging flame.

The armor of my body and the turtles in it burned, but I didn't care. I shouldn't have cared. Odin's Great Warrior had to.

Soon, the Berserker leaps past the flames and into the alley. And I saw my enemies.

The giant horned deer is facing this way, with the bears lined up.

And there is a shield wall overlapping the shield.

Of course, shield dust is a tactic that even humans use. However, the shield wall that you see was a configuration that I was afraid would even stop the cannonball.

The Trolls have raised a heavy shield that cannot be lifted apart from the Giant's words to form a wall. A long spear protrudes out from between the shields.

Beyond their advancement, you see Trolls on the run. Little Trolls, old Trolls, are running away from the ghosts that appear now.

The Berserkers burn around their eyes. Don't let any of them get away. Never.

Odin commands from within. Chase him, and kill him!

The Berserker runs out, not caring whether it's a hallucination or not.

“Odin!”

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The woman watched the situation from a distance.

A red monster charged into Troll territory alone. At first glance, he didn't look like an armed man. It must have been another monster who resembled humans.

As an elite adventurer who reached the 72nd floor of the world, she judged it.

And this is the opportunity I've been waiting for.

The woman looks down at the burning path and thinks:

Can I come in now? Inside the compound? ’

The woman has waited more than three days for her way up the cliff.

Above that cliff, there is a Troll colony. In a place that had not been accessible for a long time, what the woman was after would be waiting for her.

The Dwarf's treasure.

Stuff that has always been rumored to be in the water of the world. But it was not a complete hoax. In fact, a number of Dwarf crafts have been found throughout the world.

And with a map, the woman was convinced that the Trolls now occupied the original floor of the Dwarves.

There's a cave marked on that map.

The woman looks back at her only companion.

The bald man smiles heavily as soon as he looks at the woman.

“Go? Gina? Go?”

The woman replied.

“Are you leaving now? No, not right now. But wait. And be ready, okay, Bunda? Get ready. Get ready to run. ”

The woman continues to look up at the cliff.

The fiery beast rushes towards the Trolls, unable to turn red. The woman prayed for the beast's victory.

I watched the situation and suddenly saw the raptors flying around.

Harpy or Eagle Monster? ’

At first glance, I remembered the Valkyrie, but I struggled with that thought. I didn't want to see the Angel of Death in the middle of this. There was no need for further omens.

What she's after right now, from the Dwarf's treasure, was a sign of death itself.

Legend has it that everyone involved in the Dwarf's treasure will perish. Giants, dragons, even heroes.

Witches and adventurers are the exception. The woman desperately wished.

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