Bloody Crusher
Editor: Atlas Studios
The leader of the Trolls was almost four meters tall!
He was holding a shining mace and just his weapon alone was comparable to the human body.
He also had a Grandmaster-level bloodline.
Just a moment ago, a light hidden weapon had suddenly flown out and hit his face…
Before he could find the fellow who was plotting against him, that smell had instantly made him furious!
So he ran madly without even looking back.
The other Trolls were still in a daze and could not figure out what was going on.
"Leader, leader. This is a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding."
"That's right. I was just exchanging combat postures with Madam. I have not done anything else." A Troll holding his underwear ran out in a panic.
Wild Trolls normally only wore underwear, after all, this was the most precious thing that could pass on the lineage and needed to be protected.