The outside commotion did not interfere with the competition; the battle within the dome continued unabated.
Trom’s energy was being consumed unceasingly, but Onassis remained calm and undisturbed, making Trom sense that something was wrong. If he kept attacking, it was very likely that he would exhaust himself first. After pondering for a moment, Trom launched another relatively weaker attack. This time, after striking, he did not dodge the rebounding force; instead, he went along with the rebound of the golden light, performing a backward somersault, and smoothly landed back on the original reef.
Trom looked at Onassis’s expression with seriousness.
Around Onassis seemed to be an impenetrable shield of light; without a way to break through, victory seemed distant and uncertain for Trom.
What should be done?
As Trom’s thoughts rapidly turned, he failed to notice that the air around him was becoming increasingly damp and muggy.
On the other hand, Onassis looked around in confusion and pondered inwardly: "The atmosphere is getting more oppressive; there’s an uneasy feeling... Should it end like this?"
"How should I end this?" Various philosophical texts flashed through Onassis’s mind.
However, while Onassis was engrossed in thought, the light suddenly dimmed, as if transitioning from day to night.
When a momentary change in visibility occurred, a thunderous "boom" resounded right by their ears.
At the same time, a bolt of lightning cut across the dark horizon, the white light spread across the sea, and the gloomy air seemed to ignite in an instant.
Trom was already on edge; the thunderclap startled him, his face slightly changing color. He abruptly looked up, suspicion flashing in his eyes, staring at the wandering low clouds in the sky.
Onassis’s expression changed too—not from fear, but because his brow was twitching, as if a great terror was approaching.
In this instant, neither contestant looked at each other; instead, they braced themselves against the sea which now stirred ominously in darkness.
"Boom—" Another clap of thunder resounded, accompanied by lightning.
The lightning appeared right behind Onassis; the flash of white light allowed Trom to clearly see the blue electric light over the distant sea. However, more concerning to Trom than the crackling electricity over the sea was something else—a giant wave!
A huge wave, over ten meters tall, appeared behind Onassis without warning.
But what was more terrifying wasn’t the wave itself, but the monstrous silhouette vaguely visible within it...
Because of the loud thunder and lightning, Onassis did not initially notice the movement behind him, until he saw that Trom was staring fixedly behind him, his eyes wide and pupils constricted to pinpoints. Only then did Onassis suddenly realize what was happening.
He turned around just in time to see the towering wave before him.
With the wave came a roar that resounded through the skies!
In Trom’s view, Onassis was instantly swallowed by the massive wave, but somehow Onassis managed to render his figure illusory, as if he had become the Body of Falsehood, his physical form no longer present in reality.
The tremendous wave, carrying the terrifying Water Elemental Energy, had no effect on Onassis whatsoever.
But the ordeal was not over. The wave was merely the appetizer; the real menace lurked within—the monstrous silhouette inside the wave!
With the surrounding noise too overwhelming, Trom couldn’t make out any distinct sounds, but after a ringing in his ears, the nearly twenty-meter-high wave suddenly burst apart.
The explosion of the wave not only scattered water droplets everywhere, but it also sent Onassis flying.
Trom could clearly see that when Onassis was thrown out, for the first time there were injuries on his body. Blood trickled from his mouth, and his face was pallid with fright.
Like a cannonball, Onassis was smashed into the sea.
With the spreading mist and Onassis’s submersion, Trom finally saw the figure previously hidden behind the huge wave.
It was a gigantic human-form Magical Creature, with only half of its body visible above the water!
From the waist to the top of its head, it was ten meters tall! It was foreseeable that if the lower half concealed underwater were included, this monstrous figure would be at least twenty meters tall!
Its skin was tinged blue, covered with gray-black circular scales. Its facial features were distributed like a human’s, yet twisted and magnified countless times to form a grotesquely ugly and ferocious visage. It had two demon-like sharp horns on its head, indicative of its identity—
an Ocean Troll!
No horns for humans, horns for Demons. This is the clear difference between giant trolls and giants!
This Ocean Troll held a weapon like a Wolf Fang Club in its hand, with a hollow in the club indicating that it was this weapon that had shattered the huge wave and sent Onassis flying.
Trom swallowed hard, this Ocean Troll was too terrifying... Even though he knew that its strength was only at the level of an Apprentice, its overwhelming power and its formidable aura unquestionably surpassed all Apprentices Trom had ever encountered!
After flinging Onassis away, the Ocean Troll fixed its gaze on Trom, who stood on the reef. With a roar, it swam towards Trom.
Seeing this, Trom immediately retreated, planning to distance himself while thinking of a strategy.
But as Trom turned his head, he noticed that there was a small island behind him with two symmetrical rocks, which had seemingly appeared out of nowhere on the sea behind him.
Trom paused, looking at the two rocks, and immediately realized something. The retreat halted as he quickly veered in another direction.
At the same time, the small island began to slowly rise to the surface.
When it completely emerged above the water, it became clear that it was not a small island at all, but an enormous head. The "island’s" so-called rocks were actually sharp horns on its head!
This was still an Ocean Troll!
Two Ocean Trolls were swimming towards Trom!
Despite their massive size and seemingly clumsy appearance, Ocean Trolls are marine creatures that move with incredible speed in water, swiftly closing in on Trom!
In particular, the Ocean Troll that had previously appeared behind Trom almost instantly drew near.
Trom looked out at the endless expanse of sea ahead and knew that he had no escape.
He stopped and turned to face the Ocean Troll.
At this moment, he had only two choices: either quickly end the match or defeat the Ocean Troll.
The prerequisite to ending the match was for Onassis to concede voluntarily, or... be killed. This was actually quite difficult; not to mention whether he could defeat Onassis, just fighting Onassis under the attack of two Ocean Trolls was something Trom didn’t believe he could do.