527: It’s no use giving you chances!

The Mountain Troll Priest had long since sensed that humans were approaching the mountain depression.

However, because the ritual had reached a critical moment earlier, he didn't pay any attention.

Now, it was time to deal with this little bug.

At this moment.

As he pointed his scepter, over thirty Mountain Troll Warriors immediately looked in that direction.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Upon seeing the human emerge from behind the rocks, the Mountain Troll Warriors all let out extremely excited roars.

A fresh human delivered right to their doorstep?

He would make a perfect main course for their celebration feast after receiving the blessing of their god.

"Kill him!"

"Use his fresh flesh and blood to celebrate today!"

"What a sweet Aura, I bet this human will be absolutely tender and juicy to eat."

One by one, the Mountain Troll Warriors stared at Wang Chen with ferocious and brutal eyes, saliva constantly dripping from their gaping mouths.

On the other side.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chen showed no fear on his face, nor was he surprised that these Mountain Trolls could speak.

Wild monsters and magical beasts weren't all mindless creatures driven by killing instinct; some of them possessed intelligence no weaker than humans.

In fact, those with powerful strength were far more intelligent than ordinary people.

Mountain Trolls like these were child's play.

He had once read in a book that in the years when the will of the heavens of Blue Star had just begun to revive, there was a powerful wild monster king, comparable to an Eight-Turn Professionals, who successfully infiltrated a small country using a transformation spell.

He lived there for several months without being discovered.

In the end, he even assassinated the leader of that small country and left with impunity.

Compared to that wild monster king, these Mountain Trolls in front of him were, to put it mildly, pathetic.

"I'm very interested in that item you're holding."

"Give it to me, and I can be merciful and spare you today," Wang Chen said with a calm expression, his gaze fixed on the dark bone scepter held by the Mountain Troll Priest.

For him, these Mountain Trolls in front of him held little value.

Monster: Mountain Troll Warrior.

Rank: One hundred and twenty.

Combat Style: Melee.

Skills: Bite, Charge, Crushing Blow, Bloodlust Roar.

Type: Normal.

...

Monster: Mountain Troll Priest.

Rank: One hundred and forty.

Combat Style: Ranged Output.

Skills: Berserk, Fire Poison Ray, Earth Spike, Dark Energy Missile...

Type: Elite.

...

The strongest Mountain Troll Priest was only Rank one hundred and forty, and the remaining thirty-odd Mountain Trolls were only Rank one hundred and twenty.

The experience points they could contribute combined were a drop in the bucket for Wang Chen and his little companions' leveling needs.

So, if the Mountain Troll Priest was sensible, Wang Chen wouldn't mind letting them go.

After all, he didn't have the leisure to crush the "ants" he happened to encounter.

"You're courting death!"

"How dare you covet the great sacred artifact of my Mountain Troll race?!"

Noticing Wang Chen's gaze falling on the bone scepter he was holding, the Mountain Troll Priest immediately grew enraged, his ugly old face becoming even more distorted.

"Kill him!"

"Use his flesh and blood to wash away his disrespect."

The Mountain Troll Priest waved his hand, directly issuing an attack command to his subordinates.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

In an instant, a Mountain Troll Warrior, who could no longer suppress the brutality in his heart, excitedly charged towards Wang Chen.

His three-meter-tall body, as he ran, stirred up gusts of Fishy Wind, looking full of Aura.

As soon as he arrived in front of Wang Chen, this Mountain Troll Warrior swung his ferocious claws, intending to tear Wang Chen into pieces.

"Heh heh!"

"Overestimating yourself!"

Facing the charging Mountain Troll, Wang Chen showed no fear on his face, and his lips curled into a disdainful smile.

He didn't even take out a weapon, simply raised his hand, and with a bang, blocked the Mountain Troll's downward striking claws.

Then.

With a slight exertion of force, his five fingers pierced into the Mountain Troll's claw flesh, and then he swung his arm violently.

Bang!

The Mountain Troll Warrior's massive body was swung up by Wang Chen like a toy and slammed heavily onto the ground.

The ground trembled violently at that moment, and dust rose into the air.

When the dust settled, a large pit appeared on the ground, and the Mountain Troll Warrior lay in the pit like a pile of mud, as dead as could be.

"All together!"

Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed in the Mountain Troll Priest's murky eyes.

He had never expected that one of his kin would be so easily dealt with by the human in front of him.

But he showed no panic, directly waving his hand, sending all his subordinate kin into action.

At the same time, he put away the dark bone scepter, raised both hands holding his scepter, and chanted incantations.

"Jili Gulu!"

"Jili Guala!"

Obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations sounded, and a blood-colored orb of light shot from the scepter's tip.

This blood-colored orb reached mid-air and then exploded with a roar, transforming into streaks of blood-light that merged into the bodies of the Mountain Troll Warriors.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

In an instant, the roars of the Mountain Troll Warriors became even more powerful, their already massive bodies' muscles became even more exaggerated, with bulging veins and tendons visible.

This was precisely Berserk, directly increasing the Mountain Troll Warriors' strength by twenty percent.

Immediately, over thirty Mountain Troll Warriors began to Charge wildly, like a stampede of tanks.

However...

Seeing this scene, a hint of disdain flashed in Wang Chen's eyes.

"I gave you a chance, but since you couldn't seize it, I'll just have to exert a little effort."

He chuckled softly, then moved his feet, and his entire body, leaving trails of afterimages, directly collided with the Mountain Troll Warriors in the midst of their Charge.

With a bang!

Under his formidable strength at this moment, a Mountain Troll Warrior directly in his path didn't even have time to react before being smashed into pieces.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Successive collision sounds followed, as Wang Chen strolled casually among the Mountain Troll Warriors, striking out with his fists and feet at will, and each blow instantly killed a Mountain Troll Warrior.

In just the blink of an eye, more than half of the thirty-odd Mountain Troll Warriors were slain.

...

"Holy crap!"

"What kind of monster is this kid?"

As the smell of blood rose in the mountain depression, Charlie and his two companions, who had stealthily approached behind the rock where Wang Chen had previously stood, were almost startled out of their stealth state.

They stared at the figure moving among the Mountain Troll Warriors as if taking a stroll, their faces filled with incredulous expressions.

This prey, whom they had regarded as a fat sheep, was actually single-handedly dominating over thirty Rank four Mountain Troll Warriors!

Killing Mountain Troll Warriors with a single punch and kick, as easily as crushing an ant.

Charlie and his companions simply couldn't believe that this was something a Rank five could accomplish.