Whenever his strength loosened from his hand and foot, Ice Trolls approached dangerously.
Wounded Ice Trolls.
Along with loud chest pounding sounds, they came, holding spears and axes high up.
“Kyao!”
Ice Trolls breathed out heavily and swung axes.
‘It’s dangerous.’
Weed ducked and dodged the axe.
Then, at the lowered state, he rolled forward, passing after slaying their knees.
He doesn’t usually use such method, but he was in a pinch.
Over ten Ice Trolls fell down the cliff.