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Chapter 561 Legendary Troll
A cold wind swept through the air, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire Demon Extermination City.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard, each with their summoned spirit pets, stood in neat rows below the city wall, all with resolute eyes fixed on the distance ahead.

Meanwhile, the captains and legion commanders within the Imperial Guard, all possessing strength at the fourth rank or above, summoned their spirit pets and stood in front of their respective armies.

The summoned powerful spirit pets exuded an aura that resonated with the soldier spirit pets, causing the air to slightly distort, as if about to coalesce into something terrifying. This was clearly a sign that the legion's power was taking shape; with just a thought from the leader of the legion, the legion's power, which they had condensed, would manifest.

At the very front of this army of tens of thousands stood more than a dozen extraordinary experts with terrifying auras, as well as a beast-taming legion of three thousand men wearing white armor. At this moment, their faces were all solemn, and powerful energy was constantly surging from their bodies, drawing something in the void.

At the front of the main army, on the city wall, even more extraordinary experts were gathered, including beast tamers and demons, but without exception, they were all fully prepared.

All the beast tamers present summoned only one spirit pet, perhaps out of some concern, but the one they summoned was definitely their strongest main battle spirit pet.

The aura emanating from the fifth and sixth-tier extraordinary experts solidified the air. Under this powerful aura, if an extraordinary expert below the fourth tier were to suddenly arrive here, their spiritual power would likely be directly annihilated.

But at this moment, these powerful figures, who would be considered overlords in Yanhuang, all looked in the same direction. In their sight, a stunningly beautiful woman in a white-gold robe sat in the void in front of them with her eyes closed, like a goddess.

That was none other than the true commander and ruler of Demon Extinction City at this moment, the one with the highest authority, and the only legendary powerhouse in the city—the Radiant Legendary Mo Lanqing.

Although the legendary figure remained calm, as if what followed would be just another ordinary day, none of the extraordinary experts standing on the city wall dared to relax. Everyone was on edge, because the time was truly approaching.

A short while later, as the atmosphere in the entire city became increasingly tense, in the very center of the spatial plaza at the heart of the Demon Extermination City, the dimensional passage suddenly rippled violently with spatial ripples. In a short time, the vortex-like passage shattered and cracked, overflowing with powerful and sharp spatial force.

"They've arrived." Radiant Legendary Mo Lanqing instantly opened her eyes, her pure eyes radiating a faint golden light. At the same time, countless rays of light surged from her body, covering her as if she were wearing a robe condensed by light.

Although Radiant Legend's voice was soft, under her deliberate control, her words resonated in the hearts of all fourth-tier and above extraordinary beings in the city, just like a command or a notice.

"Has it started yet?"

"It's finally starting, I can't wait!"

"hope everything is fine."

In that instant, each extraordinary expert felt either excitement, agitation, worry, or caution. But regardless of their inner feelings, they all simultaneously channeled their spiritual power, preparing for battle.

The same was true for the legion below the city walls. Although the legion's momentum was already on the verge of solidification and could not be strengthened further, the strong fighting spirit emanating from each soldier showed that they had made all the necessary preparations.

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In the Troll Plane, on the continent of Okan, beneath the central mountains, lies the War Troll Tribe.

On the edge of the tribe, in the center of a specially cleared open space, stands a tall war totem, and the patterns engraved on the totem are clearly the symbol of their tribe.

Beneath the ritual totem belonging to the war troll tribe, troll priests performed special rituals around the totem, while behind them knelt many more devout trolls, all there to offer sacrifices to the ritual totem.

As a powerful entity capable of harnessing the power of a plane's will, how could a ritual totem so easily unleash such terrifying power?

Therefore, regardless of which troll tribe, in order to maintain the power of the ritual totem, they must hold sacrifices on time, and the method of sacrifice is the blood sacrifice that the trolls are most skilled at.

At the direction of an elder troll high priest, muscular, robust war troll soldiers carried even larger monsters to the ritual totem and placed them on the sacrificial platform.

Most of the monsters and alien races used in these blood sacrifices were alive, because only living beings had the best blood sacrifice effect, and even their spirits and souls could be transformed into nourishment for the ritual totem.

Of course, while most were living beings, a small number were already dead. However, these magical beasts and alien races, who could be used as sacrifices even in death, naturally had their special characteristics: they were quite powerful in life, at least fourth-tier extraordinary powerhouses.

Even if a high-level transcendent being dies, they become the best nourishment for the ritual totem, and the troll race would naturally not waste it so easily.

"Let's begin." As the elder troll high priest finished speaking, under the gaze of all the trolls, the magical beasts and alien races placed on the sacrificial platform were instantly enveloped in brown light.

Immediately afterwards, the surviving trolls and aliens showed expressions of despair, some even letting out final cries, and some even trying to struggle, but these were all in vain.

Before long, these magical beasts and alien races, according to their cultivation level, were dissolved and assimilated into the light under the brown light, leaving not a trace of ash behind, and were absorbed by the ritual totem.

After the regular sacrificial ceremony was successfully completed, the elderly high priest saw the ceremonial totem glow even brighter, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face, which was as wrinkled as a tree root.

After the sacrifice is successful, the ritual totem will gain a little more power. Over time, under the leadership of the Great Chief, they will eventually be able to drive those humans back to their world, and perhaps even launch a counterattack against those humans.

Thinking of these wonderful visions, the old troll high priest couldn't help but feel hopeful.

But soon, the ritual totem carved from black rock behind him suddenly shone brightly. Just as all the trolls in the room were filled with curiosity and confusion, a powerful pressure surged out from the ritual totem. All the trolls present, including the priest, were forced to kneel on the ground, and some even collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, the ritual totem shot a huge beam of light straight into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

"High Priest, what is this? Why is the ritual totem like this? Has something happened?"

A young troll soldier, kneeling on the ground, tensed his muscles, barely managing to lift his head to look at the high priest in the main seat, and asked a puzzled question.

The other young trolls also turned their gazes over. As members of the garrison, they were relatively younger and less experienced, while most of the more experienced trolls went to Okan Fortress, since it needed more strength to defend it.

Besides the young troll soldiers, a young troll priest also looked at the high priest with a bewildered expression. As priests who had only recently been transferred here, they knew very little about ritual totems, mostly only from what they had read in books. Faced with the questions from the other trolls, the most senior high priest present was stunned. After the initial shock, his face turned deathly pale. The other trolls didn't understand, but he knew exactly what was going on.

The fact that the ritual totem could act so suddenly without any mission control meant that the troll race was about to face annihilation. Only in this way could the ritual totem unleash its full power without the consent of the chieftain and the high priest.

If he wasn't mistaken, now that their war troll tribe's war totem had been activated and awakened, then the other tribes...

Just as the elderly high priest was reflecting on this, the sky, pierced by light, was instantly dyed with six colors. Then, an aura that made the hearts of all trolls tremble came from heaven and earth, as if it were the ruler of all things.

Seeing this scene, the old high priest's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died. The last time he had witnessed such a scene was when the six major tribes launched a full-scale attack on the human troll city.

Last time, however, they activated the ritual totem on their own initiative. Everything was anticipated, and they had been preparing for it for a long time.

But this time it was completely different. The ritual totem was passively activated and awakened. This was something that would only happen when the entire war tribe, and even all the troll races in the entire plane, faced a crisis of survival.

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At the same time, the same scene occurred in the other five troll tribes on the continent of Okan.

In the Frost Troll tribe located in the northern border of the continent, a blue-white light pierced through the sky amidst the frost.

The Flame Troll tribe, located in the volcanic region of the eastern continent, unleashed a red beam of light from its ritual totem, soaring into the sky.

On the southern highlands, at the site of the Thunder Troll tribe's ritual totem, a purple pillar of light pierced through the clouds amidst the oppressive aura.

The Howling Troll tribe in the central plains and the Shadow Troll tribe living in the western Dark Forest both send out huge beams of light into the sky as part of their ritual totems.

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The desolate plains, located to the east of the Demon-Slaying City, contain the only opening to the Thunderous Abyss that traps the entire desolate plains—the most fortified fortress, the Okan Fortress.

At the highest point of the fortress, inside a grand palace, in the center of a place where dense spiritual energy converged, sat a terrifyingly powerful troll.

He was tall and slender, about four or five meters in height. His skin was as white as snow, exuding a cold aura, and covered with a thin layer of frost, which shimmered with iridescent light under the crystal lamp.

His face was covered with exquisitely detailed blue lines, which seemed to possess some mysterious power.

Unlike most trolls who are strong to the point of being somewhat crude, he wore a robe woven from ice silk, which was inlaid with various crystalline extraordinary crystals. Every now and then, a ray of light would flash, which was the powerful energy contained within the extraordinary crystals.

Beside this troll, whose demeanor resembled that of a scholar and a mage, stood a massive ice staff, its tip inlaid with a blue gem. The subtle power emanating from it seemed to cause the surrounding void to momentarily freeze.

This extraordinary troll is the high priest of the Frost Troll tribe, one of the six major troll tribes, and one of the four legendary trolls known to the Flame Emperor Alliance—Theodore Winter the Frozen One.

As the strongest among the trolls and the leader of the Frost Troll tribe, Theodore the Frozen One is usually very quiet and has a cold demeanor. Even when launching a war against the Demon City, his expression remains calm and composed.

But at this moment, this legendary strongman, known as the Great Sage among the many trolls, suddenly opened his eyes during meditation, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"How can it be!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the legendary troll, who exuded a chilling aura, quickly picked up the ice staff beside him and vanished from the hall in the next instant.

Meanwhile, in another palace high above Okan Fortress, another legendary troll also sensed the change in the world. His blue-purple skin transformed into lightning, and in an instant, he rushed out of the hall and rose into the sky.

Soon, the two legendary trolls met above the fortress. They looked up at the sky, which was shimmering with six-colored light, and felt the familiar yet terrifying power emanating from the heavens and earth. Their expressions changed drastically.

"Damn it, it's those humans!" said Oris, the Stormlord, a legendary troll from the Thunder Troll tribe, through gritted teeth.

Standing over five meters tall, he possessed a pair of thick, black ram horns, and his bluish-purple skin crackled with tiny arcs of electricity due to his anger. He gripped a spear condensed with lightning, his fierce gaze fixed on the west, the very direction where the Demon-Slaying City was located.

"Oris, calm down, don't be impulsive." The legendary troll, Theodore the Eternal Frozen One, his face calmed down. He looked coldly at the majestic Demon-Slaying City in the distance, and then spoke.

"There are only the two of us legends here. Even if all the ritual totems have been activated, we can't do anything to those humans even with the power of the plane's will."

"Wait a minute, let's go all the way after those guys are all here."

“The ritual totem has accumulated so much power. Even if it’s just the two of us, we might not be able to defeat those humans, right?” Storm Lord Oris turned his head and said with a tough expression.

"Besides, even if we can't defeat them, those humans can't do anything to us with the power of the ritual totems. So why don't we just sit here and wait?"

Theodol the Frozen One shook his head, his eyes resolute, and said, "The ritual totem has accumulated so much power, and I was hoping to accumulate even more. But since it has been activated by the other side this time, we might as well take this opportunity to take over that city."

"If we want to take that city, we can't unleash the full power of the ritual totem now. We must wait until the others arrive and then concentrate all our strength for a decisive battle."

"Damn it." Gritting his teeth, Storm Lord Oris clenched his fists and said unwillingly.

(End of this chapter)