Chapter 155: Armoured Troll Gang-up Fight I
CH155 Armoured Troll Gang-up Fight I
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The bone-armoured troll lay sprawled atop a throne-like mound of skulls and shattered bones—trophies of its fallen prey—quietly digesting its most recent meal. Its third eye blinked lazily... until the wind carried a new scent.
"Fresh meat..." it rumbled, speaking, shockingly, in the common tongue of the Arun Continent.
It rose, thick fatty muscles bunching under its bone-plated hide as it sniffed the air again, nostrils flaring.
"Fresh meat! Fresh meat!" it repeated with a guttural chuckle. A cruel grin split its face as it grabbed a massive, iron-reinforced wooden mace studded with jagged iron spikes. "Come! Me smash! Me eat!"
It began to lumber forward.
From within the tree line, Lieutenant Cross led the Shieldbearers out into the clearing. His eyes narrowed as he observed the four-metre monstrosity rising from its throne of bones.
Unlike ordinary trolls, this one possessed grotesque bone growths that formed a natural exoskeletal protection around vital parts of its body. It was wearing its own body as armour.
The bones around its skull formed a helmet-like crown that protected most of its head, leaving only the face and ears exposed. On its torso, the troll had a breastplate-like bone plating that shielded the upper chest and upper back—including both sides around the heart—while its stomach and lower back were left exposed.
On its limbs, it had thick bracers of bone on both arms and shin guards growing directly from its legs. But what unsettled even the most battle-hardened veterans was the eerie gleam from its third eye—a gleam that seemed to gaze straight into one’s soul.
Lieutenant Cross tightened his jaw as murmurs of unease stirred among the soldiers behind him.