Chapter 242 The Stingy Blood God (4 Updates)

After the bloodthirsty red light swept over the troll soldiers.

They immediately widened their eyes, gasped, and howled like wild animals.

Their muscles swelled, and the fear was swept away, and they rushed towards the city gate.

Angela led the cavalry to charge back.

Seeing that the trolls fell into a state of frenzied killing, she activated the "Aura of Courage" without hesitation, and continued to command:

"Contract the formation and defend the impact!"

The soldiers who spread out immediately relied on the city gates and walls to form a new defensive formation.

Dense arrows covered the rushing trolls.

Arrowheads coated with paralysis toxins are still effective against trolls in a frenzy.

The difference is that one persisted for more than 10 seconds and fell to the ground, while the other struggled for 20 seconds and lay down.

In most cases, physical conditions are not transferred by will and thinking.

Although the trolls kept pressing over, they fell in greater numbers.

In the troll castle, whose defense was already quite empty, professional soldiers were almost killed or injured.

At this moment, a large number of trolls of different heights rushed out frantically.

They were the old and weak in the troll castle, and they were also affected by the "bloodthirsty spell" and lost their little sanity.

The second batch of soldiers had not arrived yet.

The city wall had not been completely taken down.

The troll priest hidden inside the castle had not yet shown his face.

Matthew did not wait any longer, and commanded Yaya to take off again, casting fireballs at the trolls that were rushing in.

The destructive power comparable to the effect of heavy artillery bombardment blew away the trolls that had gathered.

The soldiers watched the scene in front of them with surprise, quickly adjusted their formation, and cheered.

Seeing that the second batch of soldiers was about to arrive.

Yaya rushed into the castle.

Considering the mass killing spells that the troll priest might release, Matthew decided to take him down first.

Along the way, Matthew's team kept throwing fireballs in places where trolls gathered, creating as many casualties as possible.

He and Yaya attracted the most attention of the trolls.

Occasionally, troll archers would shoot arrows at them, but they were blocked by the magic barrier and scales.

Matthew recognized their determination to fight and decisively responded with fireballs as a countermeasure.

Under the bombardment, only scattered trolls rushed towards the city gates and walls.

The troll priest who was hiding could no longer hold back, and said to Yaya hovering in the air in a deep voice:

"Great Blood God, listen to my prayers, and punish the enemy in front of you!"

Huh!

A bloody wind instantly enveloped Yaya in the air, trying to drag it down.

Third-ring spell-remove curse, invalid!

Second-ring spell-strength amplification, invalid!

Yaya, flapping his wings, finally couldn't withstand the strange blood light, and slowly fell down.

As soon as the irritable Yaya landed, he swept his tail vigorously, knocking away the two trolls that pounced on him.

Including this time, Yaya has had the experience of being dragged down several times.

She quickly adjusted herself, and with her flexible body and strong melee ability, she easily dealt with more than 10 trolls.

And, under Matthew's guidance, she rushed firmly towards the direction of the troll priest.

After passing through several dilapidated streets, Yaya suddenly stopped her charge and stopped in front of a square full of skulls and bones.

She suddenly panicked and stared at the troll priest not far away in shock.

Matthew could clearly feel that Yaya's heart was filled with a little fear.

The strong smell of blood was everywhere.

Dozens of trolls with their throats cut were lying limply on the square.

The blood they shed was passing through the complex and twisted ground magic circle, as if they were alive, and consciously flowing towards the blood-colored altar in the center of the central square.

The troll priest, who was covered in blood, slowly stood up, and his tattered robe was torn apart by the blood that seemed to be real.

He turned around slowly, his blood-red eyes revealed unspeakable madness and bloodthirstiness, and he muttered to himself:

"Great Blood God, please grant us victory!"

The blood around him quickly gathered towards him.

Matthew saw the words "God is coming" above the head of this troll priest.

"God is coming?"

"Did this troll priest really communicate with an evil god?"

Matthew was suddenly shocked and threw fireballs at the corpses around him.

Boom!

The raging flames enveloped the square.

The violent destructive force tore the corpses around.

The formation engraved on the ground was smashed by the fireball.

The surging blood was burned and evaporated by the flames.

The troll priest, with his head raised high, slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

The blood, like a living thing, changed its docile appearance just now.

It grew seven or eight twisted arms, wrapped around the whole body of the troll priest, and tried to drill in.

"Ah...!"

The indescribable screams echoed in the messy square.

Matthew, who was quite familiar with the scene, breathed a sigh of relief, drank a bottle of mana potion, and calmly comforted Yaya:

"Did you see it? This is the essence of the power of the gods."

"You have to sacrifice a lot to get a little."

"If the sacrifice is not enough, then you will become a sacrifice."

"And he chose the most stingy blood god when there are so many people he can serve..."

"Tsk, tsk, no wonder they will destroy themselves!"

The blue eyes reflected the blood-colored monster that was not humanoid. He suppressed the fear in his heart and felt the pressure disappearing. He asked curiously:

"What now?"

Matthew pointed to the twisted mass of blood.

After devouring the troll sacrifice, it has lost its source of energy.

The arm was quickly turning into ashes, and it was still moving towards this side.

But the more it struggles, the more energy it consumes.

Finally, under Yaya's gaze, it turned into a ball of ashes.

"There's nothing to eat anymore, so it just goes away without caring."

"Huh? A bit like a greedy old dog."

Yaya nodded thoughtfully and gave an appropriate evaluation of the benefits.

The soldiers outside gathered together and, in cooperation with the strong shield-holding soldiers, pushed inward little by little.

Angela glanced at the completely taken down city walls, looked worriedly at the interior of the castle, pointed at the trolls rushing towards her on the street, and shouted loudly:

"Ready! Release!"

Densely packed crossbow arrows enveloped the attacking trolls like a gust of wind and rain.

Poof!

Click!

The dense arrows knocked them to the ground.

Under the influence of the paralyzing toxin, the trolls could no longer move.

A group of agile soldiers, led by Elio, rushed over quickly.

They were merciless and chopped off the hands and feet of the unable to move troll.

With the troll's powerful self-healing ability, severed limbs can grow back as long as there is enough food.

The purpose of the Gulf Territory is to prevent these trolls from posing any threat in a short period of time.

The effect of "Bloodthirst" has passed.

The trolls who regained their senses were so scared that they fled in all directions.

By the time Matthew and Yaya rushed back to the city gate, the Gulf Territory had completely taken control of the situation.

Angela is dispatching soldiers to clear out the trolls around the city wall.

Seeing this, Matthew was slightly relieved.

He asked Beelzebub and Elio to continue cleaning up the stubborn troll soldiers.

After walking behind the city wall, a small teleportation array was placed on the cleared streets.

After the space fluctuations dissipated, 10 burly rock golems were slowly standing up.

"Battle mode, turn on!"