Survivability

Su Xiao lay on the battlefield, surrounded by soldiers slaughtering one another.

The sound of war drums grew more and more urgent. The Empire's advantage was becoming obvious, and they had already driven the tribal army down the stone slope.

Among the Imperial soldiers, several hundred soldiers clad in black armor stood out. They had gathered together, forming a human wall amid the crowd.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Dry coughing came from within the human wall. Legion Commander Carlos sat on a corpse, and every time he coughed, blood surged from his mouth.

Under Carlos's buttocks lay the corpse of a troll. The troll had blue skin all over, and even in death, it still radiated cold air.

This troll was the leader of the trolls in the Kurotsuchi war zone. His enemies called him the Troll Sage, while his acquaintances called him Frost.

"Amster, you sure ran fast."

Carlos pressed one hand against the bloody hole in his abdomen. No matter how one looked at it, the wound seemed to have been gored by a bull's horn.

Ten minutes earlier, the tauren Amster had joined forces with Frost against Carlos. The result had been one dead and two wounded. After one of his horns was chopped off, Amster had fled.

"Are you all right?"

A woman's voice came from beside Carlos. It belonged to an invisible female Elf.

"I'm fine. Did they really think the two of them could kill me? In the Kurotsuchi war zone, apart from Bert Dorn, no one can take my life."

Carlos picked up the horn on the ground.

"This thing is pretty good. I remember your father had a grudge against Amster. After the war ends, give this to your father."

Carlos stuffed most of the horn into his clothing, then took out a