Other than that, the only option was to defeat the Ocean Troll.
One Troll might have been manageable, but two Ocean Trolls... Trom felt it was a bit precarious.
Just as Trom hesitated, a sudden explosion boomed from afar. Trom glanced over with confusion, only to see that, unbeknownst to him, Onassis had surfaced from the sea and was facing the other Ocean Troll.
Trom was stunned for a moment. Both Ocean Trolls were originally attacking him, and if Onassis had seized the opportunity to attack him now, Trom reckoned he could only surrender. However, Onassis did not do so, which came as a surprise to Trom.
Trom wondered if Onassis was being foolish or really wanted a fair duel. At least Trom didn’t have to face two Ocean Trolls now, which was somewhat relieving.
The sound of Onassis battling the Ocean Troll in the distance caused the Ocean Troll chasing Trom to look back in confusion. Seizing the opportunity, Trom thought to himself: Chance.
Trom took a deep breath, and his body visibly began to undergo a transformation.
Bloodline release!
Trom’s limbs instantly took on a beastly form, muscles bulging and feet transforming into hard hooves.
A white mist slowly seeped out from Trom’s limbs. However, the mist didn’t really dissipate but instead swirled around him, making him appear ethereal, as if amidst the clouds.
This white mist was an intense chill; the ice spreading from beneath Trom’s feet was a testament to the mist’s freezing power.
After the transformation of his limbs, Trom immediately started moving.
Like a true deer, he dashed across the sea surface with his four hooves touching the water.
Every time his hooves touched the sea, the white mist turned the water into frozen ice, ensuring Trom did not fall into the sea.
Trom was already fast, but upon assuming deer form and running on all fours, his speed increased even more.
Pieces of uniquely shaped ice were left behind on the rolling sea, stretching all the way to the Ocean Troll.
The Ocean Troll had been watching Onassis’s battle until it felt an icy chill in front of it and turned its head.
When it turned, the first thing it saw was a "joyful" deer pouncing towards its face.
In the eyes of the audience, Trom leaped up. The chilling white mist around him turned into ice spikes at that moment, which, accompanied by the force of Trom’s movements, plunged directly into the Ocean Troll’s left eye.
Even though the Ocean Troll closed its eye swiftly, it was still a fraction too slow.
With a boom, the Troll’s eyeball burst open. Red and white viscous tissue smeared across Trom’s face.
Trom didn’t stop; using the Ocean Troll’s nostril as leverage, he rushed toward its right eye.
This time, the Ocean Troll was prepared and closed its eye in advance. Although Trom didn’t succeed in bursting its right eye as well, he left a puff of white mist there.
After doing this, Trom avoided the Water Elemental Energy leaking from the Ocean Troll and began to wrestle with it at close range.
It was only when he engaged in close-quarters combat that Trom truly felt the terror of the Ocean Troll.
The Ocean Troll’s physical body was incredibly formidable, and it wasn’t dumb either. Each time Trom lingered at a lethal spot on its body, the Ocean Troll wouldn’t foolishly slap itself but would use powerful Water Elemental Energy to flush Trom away, forcing him to constantly change position. During this process, the Ocean Troll began to attack Trom.
Even though Trom was swift, he couldn’t outpace the Ocean Troll’s wide-ranging attacks and suffered several direct hits. Fortunately, Trom was in a half-beast state, so the injuries weren’t severe.
However, continuing the struggle like this was still unfavorable for Trom.
In the spectator stands, worry flickered in the eyes of Trom’s devotees. Those who participated in the betting and chose Trom to win also furrowed their brows.