Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 1656 Peak Troll
The vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and the traction was so strong that Trom felt as if he was about to be pulled into the abyss in the center of the vortex, even at high altitude.

Moreover, the constant roaring sound from under the ocean made Trom feel faintly uneasy.

Trom understood that this might be a more terrifying existence than the two ocean trolls he had encountered before.

The previous ocean troll was already difficult to deal with, and Trom didn't want to do it again, and he didn't want to waste his energy dealing with the crisis in the boundless arena itself.

The best choice now is to end the game quickly. As long as Onassis is eliminated and concedes, he won't have to face this ocean troll that is about to appear.

Troms thought this, and set his sights on Onassis's position before.

"Huh?" Doubt flashed in Trom's eyes. When he looked over, he only saw a large number of broken ice floes, and did not see the shadow of Onassis.

Trom turned his head back and forth, trying to find traces of his opponent.

"Onassis is seriously injured at this time, and he probably doesn't have the strength left to escape. Where is he?" Trom looked around for a while, and finally found Onassis' location.

However, when he looked over, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole eyes widened.

Onassis still looked miserable and couldn't move.However, under the traction of the vortex, he was constantly falling into the vortex at an extremely fast speed.

Onassis' absolute defense has been broken. Once he is dragged into the vortex, he is very likely to die!
Onassis' gentlemanly behavior had already been treated differently by Trom, so if Onassis died, this was not what Trom wanted to see.

"Quickly admit defeat!" Trom couldn't help shouting.

As long as Onassis admits defeat, the game will naturally end.Judgment from outside will certainly prevent Onassis' fall.

However, Trom waited for a long time, but did not wait for Onassis' answer.He looked carefully, but saw that Onassis's eyes seemed to be in a trance, and he lost his previous expression. He didn't make any movements except his mouth opened slightly, as if he was muttering something.

If Onassis does not take the initiative to concede defeat, then the only way to end the game is to make him unconscious.

However, although Onassis lost his mind for a while at this time, he was not in a coma.He couldn't concentrate his mental strength, and it seemed that he couldn't take the initiative to admit defeat.

Trom could only watch helplessly as he was pulled into the center by the vortex in an extremely fast spinning manner.

With the decline of Onassis' figure, it was like being swallowed by a giant beast and disappeared into the darkness.

Trom watched this scene with a trace of sadness in his eyes.Regardless of the outcome of the game, he had no intention of killing someone.

But Onassis is now being pulled into the vortex, and the final result is self-evident.

"Alas..." Trom sighed, silently waiting for the end of the game.

In his mind, Onassis must die, so the winner is self-evident, and he is himself.

But he waited for a long time, but did not wait for the sound of the end of the game. He raised his head and looked at the light screen suspended in midair, which still showed that he and Onassis were in a battle.

"Could it be that Onassis is still alive?" Trom frowned.

Only when this possibility arises does the game continue.

If so, where is he now?Trom looked at the undulating sea. It was very difficult to find a person in the vast sea amidst the undulating waves and under the cover of dark clouds.

Trom never found Onassis.

This made Trom feel a little annoyed, because he couldn't find Onassis, which meant...he was about to face a terrifying ocean troll.

Trom looked at the increasingly terrifying vortex, his face cloudy and uncertain.After hesitating for a moment, Trom decided to retreat tactically, stay away from the vortex first, and then talk about the rest.

With four hooves on the clouds and a hat with antlers on his head, Trom really looks like an elk walking in the clouds.

However, the elk, which was happy in the clouds, did not complete its retreat plan, so it stopped halfway.

The reason is--

A column of water rose straight from the bottom of the sea, just in front of Trom.

If Trom had continued at his speed just now, he would have hit this water column.Trom could clearly feel that there was surging water system energy in the water column, and once it hit it, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Why did there suddenly appear a jet of water in his path?Trom looks at the vortex in the distance, is it because of the ocean troll?

While Trom was thinking, another column of water rose straight from the sea and pierced into the sky.Its position is still aimed at Trom's location.

Trom quickly dodged and used the white mist on his body to freeze the water column into an icicle.At the moment of energy contact, Trom felt the gloomy consciousness in the water column.

Following the extension of this consciousness, Trom saw a huge eye staring at him eeriely on the bottom of the sea.

At this time, how could Trom not understand that this water column did not appear randomly at all.

I was being targeted, the huge eyes on the bottom of the sea must belong to that ocean troll!

At this time, countless water columns rose from the sea, and Trom quickly dodged, trying to break through to a distance.But these water jets seem to be able to capture his trajectory and guess his thoughts, even if his speed is close to "teleportation", the water jets can be directly inserted in the direction where he is about to attack, making him have to slow down .

In this case, Trom could only keep dodging, and then turned the water column into an icicle, trying to make the frosty air counterattack the ocean troll.

But his plan obviously didn't work, and the water column kept piercing into the sky.

In just a few minutes, the venue became a prison of water columns.

When the prison was formed, the water column did not rise again, but Trom was completely trapped in this prison and could not escape.

Trom was panting heavily, his limbs trembling slightly.The battle with Onassis just now and the constant dodging of the water jets made him a little exhausted.

However, when the water column prison is formed, it means that the matter is not over yet, and Trom can only cheer up and continue to face the crisis that may be encountered next.

While Trom was panting, the sea surface suddenly experienced large-scale ups and downs again.At this time, with the whirlpool as the center, a huge head slowly drilled out.

The troll hiding under the sea finally showed up!

When the half body of the ocean troll was revealed, Trom's eyes flashed with horror.This is a terrifying troll that has never been seen before, and its half body is already close to 50 meters!
If the whole body is exposed, isn't it a troll who is nearly [-] meters long? !
Trom has also seen many giant beasts of [-] meters, but it is extremely rare for trolls to reach [-] meters!

If the troll exceeds [-] meters, it means that it is at least a wizard-level monster!What is the concept of a wizard-level monster?Ordinary wizards are basically invincible, even true wizards are very difficult.

Because monsters are inherently stronger than humans.

And this troll may not have really reached the [-]-meter level, but it is not far from the [-]-meter level.This is a real peak monster!

It didn't make any aggressive movements, just this slow stretching, and that huge body has already caused the surrounding sea to set off tens of meters high tide.

One can imagine what a terrifying scene it would be if it launched an attack.

Maybe it will turn into an overturned sea and sky, just like the end of the world!

When the ocean troll rose up, it could be clearly seen that it was a troll wearing scale armor. Its aqua blue skin and white scale armor looked majestic.

It held a trident with flashing blue light in its hand, with strong water system energy surging on it.

The image of this ocean troll looks like the god of the ocean worshiped in many island country myths!
"Roar—" After the ocean troll appeared, its mouth full of sharp teeth opened, and it let out a roar that could shake the sky.

After the ocean troll roared, he stared at himself with dark eyes, and waved his trident...

Three minutes later, Trom was hit by a strong shock force, his body was bounced off, and finally landed on the icicle. Under the influence of gravity, he slowly slid down.

In the middle of the slide, Trom turned over and stepped on the cloud, avoiding the trident of the ocean troll.

Trom came to the back of the ocean troll at the speed of "teleportation".

He didn't launch an attack, because in the previous 3 minutes, he attacked the ocean troll countless times, and the final result was that he was knocked back just like before.

This ocean troll possessed a defense comparable to that of Onassis, and its defense was more even, and Trom couldn't find a breakthrough for a while.

Attacks can only be made if a weak point is found.And the skin is obviously not his weakness.

Trom didn't attack the ocean troll, but he didn't waste time either, but quickly checked his injuries.The continuous backlash, even if Trom's blood is strong, it is a bit unbearable.

Fortunately, after inspection, Trom was fine, just some bruises.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and wrapped a piece of white fluffy fur around his body again.This fur comes from Kasisomi's real body, and it has a powerful and unparalleled defense. He was not injured before because of the protection of this fur.

After wrapping it in fur, Trom turned his attention back to the crazy ocean troll. He had to find its weak point and kill it with one blow, otherwise it would be very bad for him to stalemate.

"Where is his weakness?" Trom wandered up and down, with a faint brilliance in his eyes.

Is it the eyes?navel?crotch?Or the underarm totem?

Trom's mind kept spinning, quickly analyzing the enemy in front of him.

According to Trom's idea, it is to receive information from the outside, organize and classify the internal information, then conduct data analysis, and finally deduce the results.

It will take some time, and now he must try his best to wait for changes.

When Trom struggled to deal with the ocean troll, what he didn't know was that someone slowly opened his eyes in the depths of the vast sea.

In the endless dark abyss, these eyes shone with a gloomy and scarlet light.

(End of this chapter)