Chapter 90: Spell Turret
The explosive "Fireball" spell showcased its power as a devastating battle on.
Three trolls, uo dodge, were instantly gravely iheir bodies charred bck as they fell to the ground, screaming in agony.
The fmes' seari teracted their regeion ability, leaving them uo recover even if they weren't dead, pletely out of the fight.
The trolls' anguished screams only fueled their rades' anger.
Naturally cruel and fident in their strength, they roared defiantly at the charging soldiers, showing no fear as they attacked!
However, intimidated by the might of the fireballs, the trolls, who had been standing in a line, instinctively spread out.
Seeing their response, Matthew quickly realized that these trolls must have had experience fighting spellcasters before.
It was clear that using fireballs to wipe out ten or twenty of them in one go, as he had doh the gnolls, would not be possible this time.
But rather than being frustrated by their reaatthew was actually pleased.
Without hesitation, he cast a sed fireball!
Boom!
The rapidly moving fireball struck the two trolls at the front.
Matthew’s swift casting caught the trolls off guard.
The expanding fmes engulfed their massive bodies, quickly filling the air with the foul stench of burnt flesh.
As the fmes dissipated, the two tenacious troll warriors y on the ground, barely ging to life.
Their scorched bodies trembled and smoked, and after a final twitch, they breathed their st breath.
Ding! "You killed a level 6 troll warriaining 40 experience points. Mana Drain activated, rest 5 mana points!"
Ding! "You killed a level 6 troll warriaining 60 experience points. Additional skill point x1 awarded!"
The sweet sound of kill notifiade Matthew raise an eyebrow. Watg the trolls spread out even further, he licked his lips with excitement:
"Just what I ime to rake in some skill points!"
As the thought passed through his mind, Matthew raised his staff again, unleashing a barrage of speeding blue projectiles.
The storm of Magic Missiles pounded a particurly strong troll.
With a series of siing cracks, the charging troll colpsed to its knees.
Its chest, riddled with a dozen wounds the size of bowls, gushed blood untrolbly.
Through the gaping injuries, the troll's regeion powers could be seen desperately trying to heal its flesh.
But more critically, its vital ans had been torn apart by the barrage of missiles.
Yet aroll had fallen to Matthew's power.
The charging soldiers cheered with renewed vigor.
The 400 adventurers nearby wideheir eyes with astonishment and joy.
No longer hesitating, they joihe soldiers' fnks and rushed forward to encircle the trolls.
Matthew’s fearsome attacks had suppressed the trolls' momentum, f them to slow down.
Although Matthew had burhrough 100 points of mana, he paid it no mind as he raised his staff again.
Deadly Magic Missiles streaked toward the roll.
The troll warrior, aware of the daried to twist away.
But its massive size and ck of agility made it too slow to dodge.
Twelve Magic Missiles struck it head-on!
With Matthew’s extraordinary 25 points of intelligence, plus the signifit boost from his level 3 Magic Missile spell,
Each missile inflicted 6–7 points of damage oroll.
After being bombarded by twelve missiles, the troll’s health was utterly depleted, and its life was snuffed out.
The trolls, now visibly shaken, scattered even further in disarray.
Rottenfang, the troll ander pulling his bow from the bae, noticed the unfavorable turn of events and urgently shouted:
"Charge! The spellcaster ’t keep casting forever!"
The trolls surged forward with greater speed, believing that only by closing in on the soldiers could they avoid the deadly magic.
Their fear of death fueled their furious roars, as they tried thten their much smaller human foes.
The soldiers, filled with a sense of strength, charged fearlessly at the t trolls.
Bang!
Crack!
Crash!
The scattered trolls collided head-on with the advang soldiers.
To the astonishment of the adventurers, the soldiers maintaiheir orderly formation even while moving forward.
Archers at the rear tio fire volleys of arrows as they ran, raining down on the advang trolls.
The leading trolls, covered in arrows, used their thick arms to shield their heads, charging forward despite their bloodied bodies.
What amazed the adventurers most was that, just before the trolls made tact, the shield-bearing soldiers adjusted their stand reformed their line.
So, in that first moment of collision, the trolls found themselves at a disadvantage!
Right on time, Aore open a spell scroll.
"Inspire!"
The spell boosted the soldiers' overall strength and defense!
The trolls were undoubtedly powerful, but even against the prepared soldiers, they gained no ground and were held back.
A few particurly strong trolls mao muscle their ast the shield defense, using their size and momentum.
But before they could break through, Matthew had already pointed his staff at them from the rear.
With a series of rapid-fire bsts, the trolls let out their death screams and fell into pools of blood.
The soldiers, their morale s, quickly filled the gaps, and soon the spears from behind thrust forward in unison.
The leading trolls were immediately punctured by several spear thrusts.
The pain only fueled their fury, making them even more enraged as they igheir wounds.
Time and again, they pressed the attack, swinging their ons viciously against the soldiers' shields.
Several soldiers who were smaller and less strong struggled to withstand the brutal assault. Exhausted, they cried out for reinforts.
Ange, ever alert, shouted ands in a cold voice:
"Spearmen, advance!"
Soldiers from the rear stepped forward with their spears, f a solid wall of points that pushed the disarolls back.
The weary soldiers quickly retreated.
The reserve soldiers were ready and took their pce without missing a beat.
Meanwhile, the archers tiargeting the trolls' oints, f them to retreat and giving their rades a ce to sositions.
Matthew watched this se with great satisfa.
Though the soldiers were individually weaker tharolls, their coordination had withstood the most dangerous first wave.
This indicated that their formation skills had reached a respectable level.
After this difficult battle, the soldiers' bat abilities would undoubtedly improve further.
Feeling a bit relieved, Matthew eagerly sed the battlefield for his arget.
Troll warriors with higher strength—elimihem first!
Troll archers with greater range—elimihem !
It didn’t matter if the trolls weren’t killed ht. Even trolls ime to recover from serious wounds before rejoining the fight.
However, aside from a few who mao stay far back, most trolls targeted by Matthew couldn't escape the deadly 12-hit bo of Magic Missiles.
What terrified the trolls most was that Matthew, standing far behind, seemed to have an endless supply of spells.
Every time the whizzing sound of a spell rang out, another rade fell!
Eveurally savage trolls began to tremble with fear!
FAL
