The Troll hidden in the depths of the sea finally revealed itself!
When the upper half of this Ocean Troll appeared, Trom’s eyes flickered with shock. It was a terrifying troll the likes of which he had never seen before, just its upper body was already close to fifty meters!
If its entire body was revealed, wouldn’t it be a giant troll nearly a hundred meters tall?!
Trom had seen many hundred-meter-tall beasts, but giant trolls reaching that size were extremely rare!
If a troll exceeds a hundred meters, then it means it’s at least at the Wizard Level. What concept is a Wizard Level Magical Creature? Common wizards basically can’t defeat them, and even True Knowledge Wizards struggle against them.
Because Magical Creatures are naturally stronger than humans.
And this troll seemed not yet to have truly reached the hundred-meter class, but it was not far off. It was a peak-level Magical Creature!
It made no aggressive moves, but just its slow rising caused the surrounding sea to lift waves tens of meters high.
One could imagine, if it launched an attack, how terrifying the scene would be.
Perhaps it would turn into a cataclysm where sea and sky overturned, as if the end of days had arrived!
As the Ocean Troll rose, it could be clearly seen that it was a giant troll clad in scale armor, its water-blue skin paired with white scale armor made it look majestic and awe-inspiring.
In its hand, it held a Trident that flickered with blue light, surging with dense Water Elemental Energy.
The image of this Ocean Troll looked just like the God of the Sea worshipped in many myths of island countries!
"Roar—" After the Ocean Troll appeared, it opened its tooth-filled mouth, producing a roar capable of shaking the heavens.
After the roar of the Ocean Troll, it turned its sinister gaze upon me and began to brandish its Trident...
Three minutes later, Trom was hit by a strong rebound force, his body was flung into the air, and finally landed on an ice pillar. Affected by gravity, he slowly began to slide down.
While sliding halfway down, Trom flipped and trod on clouds, dodging the Ocean Troll’s Trident.
With the speed of "instantaneous movement," Trom moved to the back of the Ocean Troll.
He did not launch an attack because during the past three minutes, he had attacked the Ocean Troll countless times, only to end up rebounded back just like before.
This Ocean Troll had a defense that was not inferior to that of Onassis, and moreover, it was more evenly distributed; Trom could not yet find a weak spot to break through.
Only by finding its weakness could he attack. And the skin was clearly not its weakness.
Trom didn’t attack the Ocean Troll, but he didn’t waste time either. He quickly checked his injuries. The continuous rebounds, even with Trom’s strong Bloodline, were somewhat unbearable.
Fortunately, after inspecting, Trom found he was not seriously injured, just bruised.
He sighed with relief and wrapped another layer of white velvety fur on the outside of his physical body. This fur came from the True Body of Cassiomere, possessing an unparalleled defense. He wasn’t injured previously because he was protected by this fur.
After wrapping the fur, Trom refocused on the raging Ocean Troll. He had to find its weakness for a critical strike; otherwise, a prolonged stalemate was very unfavorable to him.
"Where could its weakness be?" Trom looked up and down, his eyes shimmering faintly with light.
The eyes? The navel? The groin? Or the totem under the armpit?
Trom’s mind kept spinning, quickly analyzing the enemy before him.
According to Trom’s thoughts, the process was to receive external information, organize and categorize internal information, then conduct data analysis, and finally deduce the result.
This required some time; right now, he must delay as much as possible.
While Trom strenuously contended with the Ocean Troll, unbeknownst to him, someone in the vast deep sea slowly opened their eyes.
In the endless darkness of the Abyss, these eyes glowed with an obscure and blood-red light.