Frenzy Troll

Standing among the enemy forces, Utgardaloki looks at the vision he has created.

Wolves bigger than gatherings. Soldiers who did not flee in front of the monsters who will devour them in one mouth are commendable.

However, those who had the courage to pee came out. Fenrir, the Moon Killer, cried out.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

It was a scream that tore the moon apart. Some soldiers died of heart failure due to deafness. Someone settles down, and a horror overlaps the corner of someone who wants to confront them and starts running late. The escape was fatal. The fugitive was a commander.

And the wolves smile with pointed teeth, as if they were all going to be bitten by fugitives and rebels.

The spear with the soldiers trembles. I was thrilled.

Utgardaloki nods slowly. The vision worked. Spells and powder.

I glanced at the powder that was falling like snow. In fact, the powder is effective if you scatter it so well that you can't see it. So when I had my visions, I used to hide the dust, but I didn't do it now. I can't be discreet with an army.

That's why I scattered so much powder in plain sight, but I couldn't trap so many enemies in a vision. Enemies find this trick and the corresponding time is too fast.

There's one more embarrassing fact.

Utgardaloki looks at the three men standing there and someone who looks like a god.

The three men were either out of their visions or unaffected from the start.

"How? This vision is irresistible. I'm not sprinkling powder for nothing. ’

Was the power of the spell weak to make it work against too many people? Then what does that god look like to you? That god, I think, was caught in the crossfire.

It wasn't surprising. Once upon a time, Utgardaloki welcomed a god greater than anyone else. Even the gods had to give in to this talent.

“Calm down. Penryr and the wolves? It's all fake. Welcome. This fountain will help you defeat the vision. Please drink."

Heimdall was furious with what Moji said.

“A vision? A vision that you don't get, but you get? Horse tricks · · · · · · · · · spring water? What the hell is that? What the hell do you want me to drink? ”

“The Fountain of Wisdom. ”

“You mean the fountain where Odin barely saved one eye? Fantastic. You don't seem like children, apparently. Are you insisting that negotiation was better than God? ”

“To be precise · · · · · · ·"

“Poison? No, thank you. What the hell were you thinking? How dare you betray me so openly. ”

“Absolutely not."

“What did Loki promise you in return for catching me? Did he offer you a sleepover? What did Frey do to replicate so that traitors without pride would · · · · · ·”

Not to mention, Heimdall frowns. I heard Penlor's roar of grief and hatred.

I glanced at him for a moment, then turned my head again. Then he gripped his teeth.

There's a big Dwarf in front of Heimdall.

“God, take away your anger. They're not lying. The efficacy of the fountain is real, and those wolves over there are definitely fake · · · · ·”

It was a big, masked dwarf hanging around. The unstoppable mouth was ugly and entangled, even with leprosy.

Heimdall draws his sword without a word. The wolf of the Apocalypse is coming, but I can't take it anymore. Heimdall's tears pile up again and again. My pride was shattered when I first dispatched myself here like a gatekeeper in Asgard, and now I'm stuck with this?

Heimdall strikes the sword and flashes. The light of the rune sword forged by the Dwarves for the gods, and the thunder strikes in front of a shield.

Underneath the shield was a Black Knight.

Jason is relieved that his summons moved in time. Amaric almost died.

Heimdall growls.

“Dare.”

I even looked over there, not trying to punish this fool. The hoofbeats. A group of horses rush this way.

“What is it? What is it, you guys? ”

Heimdall recognizes the face of the screaming knight. Karl, Karl's clone, was on the move.

Soon, fake Karl and nine men surrounded Heimdall. Karl's clone exclaims at Jason.

“I'm here to help. I've never dealt with a Giant before, but I won't let you interfere! ”

Giant or me? Heimdall grips his teeth.

Now Penhir and his horde are approaching slowly, rather than running. Once the streets get narrower, they'll charge again.

In this outburst of circumstance, Carl's duplication and the group were consumed. It was clear to Heimdall what it meant.

"On one side. ’

Mozi opens her mouth, wondering how to tear all these traitors apart.

“Shut up, Arthur. ”

A replica of Karl called Arthur opens his mouth.

“Why, isn't this giant an enemy? ”

Heimdall was furious that he was once again insulted. Whether the wolves of the Apocalypse come or not, I'm ready to tear these bugs apart. I should not have hesitated or hesitated to look into it if my anger broke. The gods of Asgard learned and grew.

Heimdall points to Karl's replication.

“Arthur? I take it you've abandoned your original name? Don't you want to name your hero? You have a conscience, Shadow. I will tear my hands in the meaning of my teeth. ”

Mozzie shouts.

“This is a misunderstanding. Please, Lord Heimdall. ”

“Why, are you going to welcome me again? Apparently, you and your comrades didn't get caught up in any of his visions. A vision powerful enough to deceive even a god cannot deceive only you. How? Are you greater than the gods? Then prove it! ”

As Heimdall turns his sword again, Mozi flashes. Paralysis issues.

However, Heimdahl rushed in, ignoring the same tactics. The black knight and Karl's cloning of the car that was about to hit him in the neck intercepted him at the same time.

You strike the blade. Kwaek, and the Black Knight's shield falters. A flame flies over Heimdall's head, a car about to unleash a blind eye on it. A great Dwarf casts a spell.

Your ears are burning. Heimdall grows old. To the treacherous traitors who have finally revealed their true colors.

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“Beat-Beat-!”

Roland swings at the axe as it roars.

The Dawning Moon Blade cracks the sack of the axe that was attacking and cuts off the giant's chest. But there was no time to rejoice. Giants stand beside the giant you just killed.

Giants shrugged their shoulders, blocking the entrance and never retreating. If Lollang defeats one, two, and two, three come to fill that spot.

Suddenly, the Giants' evil counterattack hits you. There are a lot of weapons on every side, aiming for one Roland. With a smile, Roland dodges one or two of the Giants' slow attacks. However, it could not be done against the ten.

A Giant's Blade attacks Roland's ship. Roland is not satisfied with the attack. It was more important to remove the spears and maces coming from both sides.

As the blade finally approaches, Roland barely twists. But it was too late. Eventually, the blade slashes through Roland's side.

It's not a fatal wound. Durgan's Blessing strengthens Lollan's skin, which is extremely firm. However, blood was shed in terrible pain.

“Knock it off! ”

After stabbing the screaming giant and making him scream, Roland rolls back to the ground, avoiding the oncoming weapons again.

Lollan stares at the giants with a slight gap.

An army rushes behind you. At least the entrance was pierced to save Sue's advantage. So I wanted to run ahead and prepare a path, but it was also not easy.

I eagerly wanted to use mine. Leave your fate to the gods and you will be at ease.

But I couldn't do it now. Roland had to save God. It had to be more rational than ever.

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The wolves slowly narrow the streets, and every time that giant foot touches them, a pile of rocks scatters and sounds.

Utgardaloki looks at that real vision with a complex heart.

I couldn't help but be fooled in front of that vision. The location of the welcome was a dream.

Dreaming with multiple people. It was not a preliminary dream that sometimes became unreasonable, but a complete dream that was made to bind the memories in many heads together.

The magic eye that pierces the powerful mind and the truth was of no help to the dream. The vision was powerful enough to amuse even the gods.

How the hell did they do that? ’

Utgardal Loki looks confused at the great Dwarves who began to fight a god. Big Dwarves who aren't welcome.

And I don't know why that god is there. You must be the gatekeeper from Asgard.The peace treaty won't be broken if he gets hurt, right?

I was worried about many things, but I couldn't keep an eye on him for long. I had to go back and take command.

Utgardaloki memorizes the incantation in quick succession to get out of here.

As soon as I stepped inside the wall, I noticed a one-on-many brawl.

“Keep beating, keep beating! ”

As the giants join forces desperately, Roland wields his sword against them all. It was an unbelievably small body with more power than a giant. Giants do not strike back.

With Roland's sword flashing, the giants are slaughtered with weapons. Despite being slaughtered and not backing down, some giants hurt Lolland big and small.

Utgardaloki thought about what to do with this situation.

Even if we leave it there, we'll be able to defeat it. However, the damage seems too great and the line of defense of the giants has been pushed back quite a bit while fighting that one. It may be dangerous for a human army to enter like this.

Utgardaloki has decided to use his hands.

You cast a silent spell on the powder in your hand to bring out the power of your welcome. He then approaches Roland's rear in a transparent manner.

I originally intended to welcome them safely and far away, but I thought I might fail. I don't know why, but the big Dwarves had a vision earlier.

That's why I decided to take the risk and make things more clear.

Loki approaches behind her and sprinkles powder first.

But it didn't work. I'm sure there's plenty of water, but Roland doesn't care about it at all and continues the fight. If I had a vision, I'd hear Penlor's roar over there, thinking I should take the army that was running as a general and confront the wolf army.

I had no choice. It's dangerous, but we have to use our swords.

Utgardaloki chants a small spell to make the runes shine on the master. Rune of Flame, powerful. It was carved by Loki, the god of fire. This master could melt the armor and burn the flesh in it,

Utgardaloki breathes his last, then sneaks up on him. And then he pauses, and Roland pauses and stabs him in the splint.

I stabbed him in the back.

The armor melted successfully. But I couldn't stab it any deeper. I pierced even an intangible force, but I couldn't pierce the skin.

Worse, Utgardaloki was frightened. Suddenly, he swung his waist and looked this way.

I can feel her. I hear a small voice, and it feels like something's touched me. Who is the owner of that voice?

“Loki?”

Roland mutters and Utgardaloki tries to escape.

I opened my lips quickly. Short-term teleportation, just before the body flashes, Roland tries to catch someone invisible.

The moment the extended hand touches Utgardaloki's lower half, the two teleport.

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