"They found me!"
The Thunder Forged Divine Soldier sensed immense danger descending and immediately cast Teleportation Spell, only to discover that the area within a hundred meters of him was enveloped in a mass of shadows.
Beneath these shadows, blacker than ink, space had become a bizarre trap. A terrifying suction force made him unable to move, while his thoughts and Soul Power grew sluggish. His vision held nothing but darkness, as if even light could not escape the hole.
"Boom..."
A black Spell Orb several meters in diameter descended from the sky and slammed into the Thunder Forged Divine Soldier, exploding instantly.
The Spell Orb erupted with countless waves of mist, flattening every building within several hundred meters and leaving a huge crater in the ground.
The explosion shook all of Avikhen.
At the same time, an invisible shriek rang out from the top of the temple. In an instant, every Troll in the city went wild.
One powerful Troll after another appeared on the temple's outer platform. Numerous Trolls also poured out of the residential districts beyond the square, while the Troll guards on patrol rushed over from every part of the city.
Their target was the Thunder Forged Divine Soldier.
Within a few breaths, the two strongest Trolls reached the edge of the crater. One held a battle-axe and wore exquisite armor, while the other gripped a wooden staff, Ancient Saint Runes embroidered across his robe. Both had black bat tattoos on their skin and radiated the aura of Saint Tier powerhouses.
These two were Gumanra Trolls: a Loa Warrior and a Loa Priest who served the God of Night.
Their gazes probed the crater, but they found no enemy.
"Is he dead?"
The thought had barely arisen when another invisible shriek rang out from the temple.