Chapter 1657 Peak Troll

The vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and the pulling force was so strong that even in the sky, Trom felt as if he was being pulled into the abyss in the center of the vortex.

Moreover, the roars coming from under the ocean made Trom feel uneasy.

Trom knew that this might be a more terrifying existence than the two sea trolls he had encountered before.

The previous sea trolls were already difficult to deal with, and Trom didn't want to do it again, and he didn't want to waste his energy dealing with the crisis in the Infinite Arena itself.

The best choice now was to end the game quickly. As long as Onassis was eliminated and admitted defeat, he wouldn't have to face the sea troll that was about to appear.

Trom thought about this and turned his eyes to the position where Onassis had been before.

"Huh?" Trom's eyes flashed with doubt. When he looked over, he only saw a lot of broken ice floes, but didn't see the shadow of Onassis.

Trom turned his head back and forth, trying to find the trace of his opponent.

"Onassis is seriously injured now, he should not have the remaining strength to escape, where is he?" Trom looked around for a while and finally found Onassis's position.

However, when he looked over, his pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes widened.

Onassis still looked miserable and could not move. However, under the traction of the vortex, he was falling into the vortex at a very fast speed.

Onassis's absolute defense has been broken. Once dragged into the vortex, he is very likely to die!

Onassis's gentlemanly behavior has already won Trom's special treatment, so if Onassis dies, this is not what Trom wants to see.

"Hurry up and admit defeat!" Trom couldn't help shouting.

As long as Onassis admits defeat, the game will naturally end. The judges outside will definitely stop Onassis from falling.

However, Trom waited for a long time, but did not wait for Onassis's answer. He looked carefully, but saw that Onassis' eyes seemed a little dazed, and he had lost his former spirit. Except for his mouth opening and closing slightly, as if he was mumbling something, he did not make any movement.

If Onassis did not voluntarily admit defeat, then the only way to end the game was to make him unconscious.

But unfortunately, although Onassis was absent-minded at this time, he was not unconscious. His mental power could not be concentrated, and it seemed that he could not voluntarily admit defeat.

Trom could only watch him being pulled into the center of the vortex in a high-speed rotation.

As Onassis' figure fell, it was like being swallowed by a giant beast and disappeared into the darkness.

Trom looked at this scene, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. No matter what the result of the game was, he did not think of killing anyone.

But Onassis was now pulled into the vortex, and the final result was self-evident.

"Alas..." Trom sighed and silently waited for the end of the game.

In his mind, Onassis was bound to die, so the winner was self-evident, and it was himself.

But he waited for a long time, but did not wait for the sound of the end of the game. He looked up at the light screen suspended in the air, which still showed that he and Onassis were in a battle.

"Could it be that Onassis is not dead yet?" Trom frowned.

Only if this possibility occurs will the game continue.

If this is the case, where is he now? Trom looked at the undulating sea. In the ups and downs of the waves and under the cover of dark clouds, it is very difficult to find a person in the vast sea.

Trom never found Onassis.

This made Trom feel a little bored, because not being able to find Onassis meant... he was about to face a terrifying sea troll.

Trom looked at the increasingly terrifying whirlpool, his face uncertain. After hesitating for a moment, Trom decided to retreat tactically, away from the whirlpool first, and then talk about the rest.

Trom's four hooves stepped on the clouds, and with a stag hat on his head, he really looked like an elk walking in the clouds.

However, this elk who was happy in the clouds did not complete his retreat plan and stopped halfway.

The reason was

A water column rose straight up from the bottom of the sea, just not far in front of Trom.

If Trom continued to move forward at his speed, he would definitely hit this water column. Trom could clearly feel that there was surging water energy in the water column. Once it hit, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Why was there suddenly a water column in front of him? Trom looked at the whirlpool in the distance. Was it because of the sea troll?

While Trom was thinking, another water column stood up straight from the sea and inserted into the sky. Its position was still aimed at Trom's location.

Trom quickly dodged and used the white mist on his body to freeze the water column into an icicle. At the moment of energy contact, Trom sensed the gloomy consciousness in the water column.

Following this consciousness, Trom saw a huge eye, staring at him grimly from the bottom of the sea.

At this point, how could Trom not understand that this water column did not appear randomly.

He was being watched, and that huge eye on the bottom of the sea must belong to that sea troll!

At this time, countless water columns rose from the sea, and Trom dodged quickly, trying to break through to the distance. But these water columns seemed to be able to capture his trajectory and guess his thoughts. Even if he was almost "instantly moving" at a speed, the water columns could be inserted directly in the direction he was about to rush, forcing him to slow down.

In this case, Trom could only dodge continuously, and then turn the water columns into ice columns, trying to let the frost backfire on the sea trolls.

But his plan obviously did not work, and the water columns kept piercing the sky.

In just a few minutes, the venue became a water column prison.

When the prison was formed, the water columns did not rise again, but Trom was also completely trapped in this prison and could not escape.

Trom was panting, and his limbs were slightly trembling. The battle with Onassis just now, and the constant dodging of water columns, made him a little exhausted.

However, when the water column prison is formed, it means that the matter is not over yet. Trom can only cheer up and continue to face the crisis that may be encountered next.

While Trom was taking a breath, the sea surface suddenly showed large-scale ups and downs again. At this time, with the vortex as the center, a huge head slowly emerged.

The troll hiding in the sea finally appeared!

When the half body of this sea troll was revealed, Trom's eyes flashed with horror. This is a terrifying troll that has never been seen before. The half body alone is close to fifty meters!

If the whole body is revealed, wouldn't it be a troll of nearly 100 meters? !

Trom has also seen many 100-meter behemoths, but it is extremely rare for trolls to reach 100 meters!

If the troll exceeds 100 meters, it means that it is at least a wizard-level monster! What is the concept of a wizard-level monster? Ordinary wizards basically can't beat it, even the true wizards are very strenuous.

Because monsters are naturally stronger than humans.

This troll may not have really reached the 100-meter level, but it is not far from 100 meters. This is a real peak monster!

It did not make any aggressive movements, but just slowly stretched out, and its huge body had already caused the surrounding sea surface to raise tens of meters high waves.

It is conceivable how terrifying the scene would be if it launched an attack.

It might turn the sea and the sky upside down, as if the end of the world is coming!

When the sea troll rose, it could be clearly seen that it was a troll wearing scale armor. The aqua blue skin matched the white scale armor, which looked majestic.

It held a trident flashing blue light in its hand, and rich water energy surged on it.

The image of this sea troll looked like the god of the sea worshiped in many island myths!

"Roar" After the sea troll appeared, its mouth full of sharp teeth opened and let out a roar that was enough to shake the sky.

After the sea troll roared, it stared at him with a sinister look and waved its trident...

Three minutes later, Trom was hit by a strong recoil, and his body was thrown away. Finally, he landed on the icicle and slid down slowly under the influence of gravity.

When he was halfway down, Trom turned over and stepped on the cloud, avoiding the sea troll's trident.

Trom came to the back of the sea troll at the speed of "teleportation".

He did not attack, because in the previous three minutes, he had attacked the sea troll countless times, and the final result was the same as before, being repelled.

This sea troll has a defense that is no less than Onassis, and its defense is more even, so Trom could not find a breakthrough for a while.

Only by finding a weakness can he attack. And skin is obviously not his weakness.

Trom did not attack the sea troll, but he did not waste time, but quickly checked his injuries. The continuous recoil was unbearable even for Trom with a strong bloodline.

Fortunately, after the examination, Trom was not seriously injured, just a few bruises.

He breathed a sigh of relief and wrapped his body with a piece of white fur again. This fur came from the real body of Kasisomi, and had a powerful defense. He had not been injured before because of the protection of this fur.

After wrapping the fur, Trom turned his attention back to the mad sea troll. He must find its weakness and kill it with one blow, otherwise it would be very disadvantageous for him to continue the stalemate.

"Where is his weakness?" Trom looked up and down, with a faint glow in his eyes.

Is it the eyes? The belly button? The crotch? Or the totem under the armpit?

Trom's mind kept turning, and he quickly analyzed the enemy in front of him.

According to Trom's idea, it is to receive information from the outside, organize and classify the internal information, and then analyze the data, and finally deduce the results.

This takes some time, and he must try his best to wait and see.

As Trom struggled to deal with the sea troll, he didn't know that someone had slowly opened his eyes in the depths of the vast ocean.

In the endlessly dark abyss, these eyes flashed a dark and scarlet light.