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The feast represented more than just food; it was a symbol of their newfound prosperity under the Black Dragon King's reign. With the troll warriors by his side, Shadar kept a close eye on the goblins and kobolds as they diligently transported the ore into the warehouse. Seeing the piles grow brought a rare smile to his frosty features.
In truth, life for the Evil Tooth tribe had once been simple and harsh—built around hunting and looting, an existence driven by survival and scarcity. They hunted the beasts of the forest, sometimes robbing the unfortunate caravans that ventured too close. However, their reputation as ruthless marauders meant that many traders had long since begun avoiding the region, taking long, costly detours to bypass their territory. The trolls, while formidable, could not afford to antagonize every nearby force. They weren't invincible, and they had basic needs like salt and supplies, which required trade, something their hunts and raids alone couldn't always provide.
The tribe's way of life had been crude and limiting. Despite their strength, the trolls had to tread carefully—farming the forest, not over-hunting, knowing well the delicate balance of nature. But the arrival of the Black Dragon King had changed everything in ways Shadar could never have imagined.
In just a decade, the Evil Tooth tribe had flourished beyond his wildest expectations. Where they had once been struggling scavengers, they now stood as a force to be reckoned with. The tribe had grown to eight times its previous size, every member at least an intermediate-order creature, save for the children, who themselves were already showing great promise. Shadar himself had broken through to the 11th order, his power now on a completely different level than before. It felt as though his cold aura had grown as vast as the icy wastelands he once called home.
No longer were the trolls scrapping for survival, settling for the scraps left by nature. Now, they feasted on the finest game, hunted with precision and power. Meat was plentiful, food was no longer a luxury—it was abundant and delicious. Their bellies were full, their spirits high. Life in the Evil Tooth tribe had become a thing of glory, their warriors stronger than ever, able to fight and spar with the best. They had built themselves new homes, fortified and comfortable, with the finest of skins and materials that the forest could provide, all under the watchful gaze of the Dragon King.
Shadar never could have anticipated how much things would change. Under the rule of the Black Dragon King, their tribe wasn't just surviving—they were thriving. Their once desperate existence had been replaced by pride, power, and prosperity. The Evil Tooth tribe now stood as one of the most powerful forces in the region, no longer the hunters scraping by, but a tribe that commanded respect.
As he looked around at the bounty before him, at the rows of ores, the well-fed warriors, and the bustling activity of his tribe, Shadar felt something he hadn't experienced in a long time—hope. The Black Dragon King had given his people more than just protection; he had given them a future.
"Chief Shadar, something is wrong. A group of human troops are coming towards us. They killed the two guarding brothers!" A male troll ran up to Shadar and shouted out of breath.
"What?"
Shadar threw the bone in his hand and his eyes turned red instantly.
First, it was this beast, then the Vic, and now humans are also attacking them.
Do these guys really think that their frost trolls are soft persimmons and can be bullied casually?
"Assemble all the clansmen, I will make those damned guys pay the price!" Shadar took out his big bone stick and said viciously.
Suddenly there was a roar in the camp.
Frost trolls are never afraid of any combat.
Shatar took out a set of rough-looking armor from the side. This is a set of full-body armor, including a helmet and everything else.
In Shatar's view, the ownership of these minerals should belong to the Master.
With the dragon's enthusiasm for wealth, it is still an evil dragon like the black dragon.
They estimated that a piece of ore could not be obtained.
But Lord let them use it to forge their own armor.
Shatar still remembered what master said, "You are my subordinates, your present and future already belong to me, so just treat it as my investment in your future, after all, there are many mines! And Lots of time!"
He didn't know what an investment was, but he knew that master valued their frost trolls very much!
The flavor of the real dragon is extremely precious, Shadar stopped thinking.
After swiftly donning his armor, Shadar stepped forward with a commanding presence, the heavy magic iron plates gleaming with an ominous sheen. The black dragon insignia, emblazoned across his chest and shoulders, marked him as a direct extension of the Dragon King's will. Behind him, dozens of troll warriors marched in perfect formation, each one clad in the same formidable armor, their figures towering and fierce. The magic iron they wore wasn't just a symbol of their newfound power—it was proof of their tribe's transformation.
Without a shred of hesitation or fear, they emerged from their stronghold, the ground trembling beneath their unified steps. Shadar's icy aura chilled the air, but the hearts of his warriors burned with an unshakable resolve. Encased in enchanted armor, they were no longer mere hunters of the forest. They were the Black Dragon's vanguard—unstoppable, unyielding, and ready to crush any who dared challenge their reign.
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Here, Little Wolf Girl is still confronting the eldest of the Ander brothers.
The little wolf girl saw the murderous look in this guy's eyes, and knew that he was completely crazy!
She looked at him warily.
"Hehe, you bastard, how dare you kill my only brother!" The three of them came out to fight.
The second child was killed, leaving only the two brothers. They thought it was just a windfall.
Unexpectedly, he lost his only brother.
The moment he rushed up, he felt a chill on his neck. He stretched out his hand and touched it to see that it was bright red blood...
A beautiful figure slowly appeared in the air.
The little wolf girl shouted happily: "Sister Winnie!"
...
Turom felt that he and others had overestimated these frost trolls.
Originally, they wanted to sneak attack these frost trolls, but they didn't expect these guys to deploy warning magic on the outermost periphery. As a last resort, they had to kill the sentries who came to check the situation.
He didn't expect to be discovered just like that.
However, Turom didn't worry too much. It was not easy for the hundreds of them to hide, and a sneak attack was only the safest way.
Since it is impossible to sneak attack now, it is also good to attack from the front.
After all, his army and the Brutal Holy Shield are best at frontal attacks.
Kindness?
Turom watched as dozens of forest trolls in crude armor rushed out of the troll horde.
"The army array is ready!"
Kacha Kacha,
Immediately, the team of hundreds of people began to move in an orderly manner.
The sword and shield soldiers held huge shields as high as half a person, forming a series of copper walls and iron walls.
The pikemen behind stabbed their spears out from the gap in the shield, and the three-meter-long spears were extremely sharp.
At the end are the crossbowmen and a few spellcasters.
It looks like a well-trained look.
Turom looked at a group of mob forest trolls with a smile on his lips. He felt that there was no need for the Holy Shield of Brutality, and these elite troops could completely wipe them out.
Shadar looked at these humans with an ugly expression.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a regular army. The human caravans in the past were frightened and fled when they saw so many frost trolls rushing over.
But the regular army is different, and so many people are enough to wipe out their entire tribe!
"Humans, why did you invade the frost troll's territory?" Shadar rushed forward without being angry.
Under his gesture, the female troll next to him slowly spread out and was ready to cast spells.
The male troll looked at the human army in front of him warily.
"I'll give you a chance to live and sign a master-servant contract with our Voltan family!" Turom said slowly.
Compared to destroying this tribe of frost trolls, it would definitely be best if they could be subdued.
These frost trolls are the most powerful soldiers after a little training.
It's a pity that the magic potion only works on humans, otherwise, you can try to make the frost troll version of the brutal holy shield.
"What?" Shadar looked at Turom like a fool.
"Hahaha, even a pig like you is worthy of being our master?" Shadar mocked.
How can a despicable human being be compared with a black dragon king?
Besides, everyone on the continent knows that human beings are the most cunning, if you believe what they say, you are not far from death.
"Since you are so ignorant, go to hell!" Turom was not angry either.
As a qualified high-ranking person, it is the most basic cash to show his emotions and anger.
He was already prepared to be rejected before speaking.
Following Turom's order, the crossbowmen behind fired directly the crossbow arrows in their hands.
shhhhh~
Many arrows flew toward Shadar and the others.
"Kill me!" Shadar roared angrily.
puff~
The sound of arrows entering the body continued to be heard, and several frost trolls who rushed to the front were instantly shot into hedgehogs, but they did not fall down.
The strongest fighters of the Evil Tooth tribe charge at the forefront, this is one of their tactics.
The strongest can withstand the pressure!
{ Second Tier: Amplification, Defense}
The female troll behind him hastily applied the frost troll's unique amplification technique to the male troll on the battlefield.
Immediately, the frost trolls began to glow with blue magic light.
This gave them a lot of help!
Facing the calm order of the aggressive frost troll Turom, he wanted to use this frost troll to test the sharpness of his army.
"Get ready for the shock!"
"Hold the sword and shield!"
"Like in place!"
The spearman directly pushed the end of the spear in his hand to the ground.
Frost trolls are fast.
They want to jump up and go straight into the enemy's line.
But what greeted them was the caster's fireballs and ice bolts.
Immediately, the frost trolls in the front were hit straight, and then lost their vital signs.
The frost troll behind avoided the spear and hit the shield directly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Shadar was even more ferocious, he broke through a gap by himself.
The two human soldiers behind the shield were directly knocked into the air.
But he didn't expect that there was a defensive shield behind it.
The other pikemen began to attack Shadar with their spears.
The magic iron armor on Shadar's body was extremely hard.
The spear could not break through his defenses.
"Hahaha, you pigs, die!" Shadar pulled a spear and pierced a human soldier behind him.
Turom naturally also noticed Shadar, this troll leader is really tenacious, a high-order one!
But it doesn't matter, the troll leader is indeed powerful.
But he is not strong enough to change the whole situation of the battle by himself.
Elsewhere troll warriors were being killed all the time.
"Strangle the formation!" Turom ordered again.
Immediately, the originally arc-shaped army formation slowly began to surround the remaining 30 trolls.
The female troll in the back is protected by the male troll in the very center.
The sword and shield players held the shield with both hands and began to squeeze it in with the help of their companions behind.
The pikemen also kept attacking.
Gradually, the space for the frost trolls to move became smaller and smaller.
Only Shadar still had the upper hand, but his rough armor was beginning to crack.
After all, magic iron is not invulnerable.
What's more, there is no enchantment!
Looking at Shadar killing all directions, Turom felt that there was no time to waste.
"Shield 38, shield [-], attack! Kill him"
Turom pointed to Shadar and said.
The two brutal holy shields took off the giant swords behind them.
Then began to charge up.
The huge figure of about three meters rushed towards Shadar, and a troll warrior blocking the way was directly crushed by one of the brutal holy shields.
Shadar had just killed a soldier and felt a strong crisis before he could breathe a sigh of relief.
He subconsciously placed his monster bone stick across his chest.
Bang~
The two brutal holy shields swung their huge swords and chopped them down. Shadar's bone club only persisted for about a second before it broke into two pieces.
He himself was thrown up heavily, and the Holy Shield of Brutality did not hesitate.
One person punched Shadar's chest. His armor made of magic iron was dented, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out from Shadar's mouth.
"Leader!"
"Chief Shadar!"
...
Shadar was caught by two troll warriors.
"Stop!"
Turom in the distance ordered.
The two brutal holy shields did not attack again.
"Frost troll, I will give you one last chance to sign a master-servant contract, and I will spare you and your people!"
"You should be able to see that the gap between you and us is not so big!"
Turom looked at Shadar curiously, it was really rare to be able to receive two brutal holy shields and not die in one hit after they all were the peak of 11th order, but was seriously injured.
This frost troll is very unusual!
He has some talent!
Shadar stood up supported by two trolls.
He ignored Turom's words but stared at the two brutal holy shields.
These two guys are amazing!
Although the opponent had a sneak attack just now, Shadar himself was also prepared to defend.
"Use fanaticism!"
Shadar ordered directly.
The female trolls behind did not hesitate, they began to chant special spells.
"Frenzy" is a kind of madness unique to trolls.
With this increase in magic, the forest troll's sense of pain will be minimized.
Moreover, the speed and power will be strengthened a lot, and it will become extremely aggressive and exciting.
But fanaticism comes at a serious price.
Whether it is a female troll who casts spells or a male troll who fights, the magic power and energy in their bodies will be consumed exponentially over time.
Until death!
So this is a desperate move. Shadar knows that after this battle, all the elites will be buried here, and their Evil Tooth tribe will be over.
He just hopes that Lord Barbatos can see that they can shelter those old, weak, women, children, and trolls who are still in the camp at the cost of their lives.
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