Chapter 51 Bloody Crusher
The leader of the Trolls was almost four meters tall!
He was holding a shining mace and just his weapon alone was comparable to the human body.
He also had a Grandmaster-level bloodline.
Just a moment ago, a light hidden weapon had suddenly flown out and hit his face…
Before he could find the fellow who was plotting against him, that smell had instantly made him furious!
So he ran madly without even looking back.
The other Trolls were still in a daze and could not figure out what was going on.
"Leader, leader. This is a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding."
"That's right. I was just exchanging combat postures with Madam. I have not done anything else." A Troll holding his underwear ran out in a panic.
Wild Trolls normally only wore underwear, after all, this was the most precious thing that could pass on the lineage and needed to be protected.
"You might not believe it, but this is really my first time with Madam. You can ask someone else if you don't believe me." Another Troll looked at the leader, who was holding the mace, blocking the entrance, he swallowed and ran away…
Inside the cave, there were three female Trolls and four male Trolls.
Other Trolls basically had cheated with the leader's wife…
Almost everyone, even his two 'biological' sons, knew about this, only this leader was kept in the dark.
The Troll leader had an aggressive name, Bloody Crusher!
He did not raise his hand to them directly.
His furious eyes were bloodshot, but he still let his men leave the cave one by one.
However, just when the other Trolls were feeling fortunate that they had escaped, the male Troll who had left the cave last was grabbed by the leader's iron-like hand!
"Boohoo… Please…"
"Thump." The Troll leader held him by the neck with one hand, ignoring his frightened eyes.
His head was crushed by the knock and blood and brains splattered on the leader's face, but it did not reduce his resentment and made him even angrier.
But Trolls were not so weak that they did not resist.
When the other three Trolls saw this, they picked up the weapons that were scattered on the ground, preparing to fight to the end.
Their eyes were full of heat. Perhaps the blood from their lower bodies was flowing back which gave them this unreasonable impulse.
But no matter what, they had the intention to kill this leader and steal his wife!
"Goodner, you're betraying me too?" Bloody Crusher threw away the body in his hand and looked at the five men who had come back to surround him.
"Haha, what betrayal? Didn't you kill off the former leader and get the right to mate?"
"When you were young, didn't you mate with the leader's woman?" Goodner was his most loyal subordinate and had fought against the former leader with him.
Bloody Crusher did not shout and his anger gradually disappeared.
He swept his eyes to his wives sitting behind. They did not look flustered and he walked to the other Trolls, giving a cruel sneer. "Come, let me see if I, Bloody Crusher, am old, or if you've become stronger!"
"Get rid of him and steal his women!"
"Charge."
It was not common for a group of Trolls to besiege their leader. What was more impressive was that this leader was really powerful.
The huge mace was waved around and the roaring sound broke the air and pierced eardrums!
The first Troll rushed up and was hit in the chest, his chest collapsed, blood spurting out from his mouth, and he fell to the ground, unable to fight back.
Bloody Crusher was powerful and the sense of oppression he had was not something normal Trolls could go against.
Even those Trolls with Advanced-level bloodlines would be easily beaten, and even swept away by his mace.
After a while.
Two Trolls were crippled by Bloody Crusher.
He was also full of injuries, but his almost stone-like skin gave him a strong defense.
As long as there was no fatal injury, these injuries would recover very quickly.
No one had expected this except for William.
But this situation also surprised him. The Troll leader in front was still young, strong and his bloodline was outstanding.
If the affair had not been discovered, these Trolls would have endured him for many years before they had decided to attack…
Basically.
Other than big Troll tribes, this was how the scattered Troll tribes passed down…
As for the female Trolls, no one would hurt them.
When they were old and unable to bear children, they would be killed and their leg bones would be extracted to make new maces for the young Trolls to use.
Bloody Crusher was very strong, but faced with two Trolls with Advanced-level bloodline, and under the attack of a group of soldiers, he was covered in injuries in an instant. Even his head was bleeding and bruised. Some wounds even reached deep to the bone.
But Bloody Crusher had a unique move!
No one knew what was hidden in his pants. They saw him reaching down and shoved something into his mouth.
Boom!
A powerful aura surged into the sky.
Bloody Crusher's body swelled, his muscles became more ferocious and full of strength. His body was covered with a green flame, like a demon and even his mace was dyed green.
"Voodoo from the black witchcraft." William raised his eyebrows.
"You have a good eye…" Lautner was very curious. He did not know how William recognized it.
"There was voodoo in the memory inheritance. This Bloody Crusher has some skills. It would be more powerful if he added fire poison." William was surprised. According to reason, only Trolls from big tribes had the chance to inherit this.
"These guys are probably going to die." Eric saw how Bloody Crusher was easily smashing his Trolls into mutilated flesh and knew that the end was decided.
The other Trolls were not fools. For them, witchcraft was what a real superior should have.
When voodoo appeared they thought of the majesty and invincibility of the leader!
It was a pity they could not stay anymore.
Therefore…
The remaining four Trolls turned and ran. Bloody Crusher caught one and increasing the strength in his hand, he tore the head off.
Because he was quite injured, he did not give chase but watched the other betrayers leave.
But William was an understanding Elf. He waved his hand and Lautner, Eric and Alec followed the other three Trolls…
Five minutes later, when the domestic violence was going on, William and the rest gathered again. He looked at the three men who had returned and asked, "It's done?"
Eric mused for two seconds. "There's a flaw in your question!"
"…"
"What about this last Troll?" Alec asked.
William narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly. "Kill him, or catch him!"
"Catch him?" Do you have a way to control him?" Lautner was curious as Trolls were not easily controlled. Even the Demons from the Dark faction could barely suppress them with thick whips and big leather tools, and they would often resist.
"Haha, have you heard of Saint Soul Magic?" William raised his eyebrows.
Soul Control
Level: Lv 7
Skill Attribute: You can control weak enemies with health lower than 17%.
After controlling them, that enemy's health will recover up to 62%.
Consumption: 50 magic points.
Usage speed: Immediate
Cooldown: None
Level 3 Special Effects: Increase the control rate of enemies with Grandmaster-level bloodline by 3%
Restriction: You can only control two people.
Restriction: The higher the bloodline potential, the higher the chances of failure. With every level the enemy has higher than yours, it will increase the failure rate even more.
Restriction: If you manage to turn an enemy into a slave successfully, you would have to use Soul Control once every day to strengthen its hold. If not, it will increase the betrayal rate. After being a slave for a long time, it can form into a permanent Soul Mark.
"Level 3 special effects are my best assurance…" William did not mind using Soul Control a few more times.
Although he had low luck, he could use it 100 times.
It would be a waste not to control a level 65 Troll with Grandmaster-level bloodline and voodoo inheritance.
