~ Third Person POV ~
The large army of humanoid monsters marched through the unrealistic lands. Each step caused a rumble in the earth, making little tremors within a hundred meter radius from each end of the army.
While this was ongoing, inside a platform which was carried by several Orcs, a strategy meeting was held by the tacticians of the humanoid monster army.
There were a Goblin Strategist, Kobold Tactician, and an Orclet Commander surrounding a wooden table.
“Gyuuhh. Gya gyuhya.”
“Wau waunnan. Wan wan.”
“Pigii gii gu gii.”
Talking in a language incomprehensible to the human brain, the three of them continued creating strategies that will work when raiding the attacking dungeon with only few or no casualties. Because of the order from their master, “All of you are to prioritize your lives”, they became enthusiastic by the kindness of their master. But this was a misunderstanding brought due to not clarifying the reason why to not create needless losses.
Anyway, disregarding the misunderstandings, the three continued to brainstorm on ways to lessen the casualty numbers. After marching for about 40 minutes after fighting the Firedrake monster army, a dungeon with an appearance of a volcano appeared at the horizon.
The volcano merging with the forest on one side and desert on another side made it seem really surreal, not that it has anything to do with the current circumstances.
The monsters took a little rest a kilometer away from the dungeon to replenish their stamina, while some scouted out the entrance. Needless to say, the scouting monsters were Goblin Ninjas, and in case there are any chances, the Goblin Assassins were also accompanying them.
One particularly large monster had an impatient look on its face. It had red skin, two horns protruding out of its head, stood for about 3.5 meters, and had the body of a full-fledged bodybuilder. It wore a loincloth over its waist, covering its private parts, and had a steel club resting on its shoulders. It was the Demon Troll that brought an end to the Firedrake with its enormous strength.
As if to say that it wanted to fight, the Demon Troll expressed its displeasure by snorting through its nose and glaring at the three strategists. Naturally, under that kind of glare, anyone would flinch. The three strategists were no exception.
While waiting impatiently, the Goblin Ninjas returned with a map of the dungeon in hand, along with the Goblin Assassins. Sadly, there were no openings for the Goblin Assassins to exploit, so they came back.
With the map in the hands of the strategist monsters, the three monsters began cooking up methods to deal with the dungeon’s interior and monsters. The map was completely detailed, comprising with the number of monsters, traps, the layout, there was also the route for reaching the core room faster.
Taking this into account, the three strategists grinned and ordered to start the raid. Actually, they wanted to hurry up under the glare of the Demon Troll, so they rushed the march, reaching the dungeon in about 10 minutes.
At the entrance, there were some monsters taking their posts. The strategists deduced that they were monsters spawned by monster spawners. Since there were just Fire Lizards and Flame Wolves, it was not a problem because of their war potential. Without sustaining damage, the monsters guarding the entrance were anihilated.
The entrance was in the guise of a cave, but do not be fooled by the cave appearance. Inside, where the magma of the volcano flows, it is very easy die just because of the heat. Thankfully, for the Demon Troll and some of the Orcs that were resistant to the heat, it posed no problem.
There were two parts of the main attack force for this particular raid. Because of the heat emitted from cave walls and magma, only about 50 were able to enter because of the [Fire Resistance] skill. Since heat is directly related to fire, it seems that heat is also resisted.
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The two parts were the Raid Force, and the Lookout Force. The Raid Force’s job is just like its title, to raid the dungeon and kill the dungeon master or destroy the core. The Lookout Force is to check whether there are any approaching monsters from another dungeon and protect the Raid Force from two-sided attacks.
With the Demon Troll as the leader of the Raid Force, the 50 so monsters entered the cave and advanced while killing the monsters in their path. Thanks to the [Fire Resistance] skill again, the damage sustained from the enemies were little, but they must take note that they have no healer. When injured, they must rely on their natural healing. Well, this is no problem for the Demon Troll as its regenration can actually recover lost limbs, even the head if the heart is still beating.
While the Raid Force was advancing through with quick steps, the Lookout Force encountered a problem of their own. An opposing dungeon’s attack force came and assaulted the Lookout Force. Thankfully, they were able to endure the attacks because it was just from low-leveled monsters. If there was a monster in the same league as the Firedrake, then there would be no hope to the Lookout Force which consisted of about 100 battle troops, 300 support troops, and 100 healing troops.
The reason why there were no healing troops in the Raid Force was they were unable to stand the heat. If they were to enter, they will only endure up to 30 minutes inside before dying because of the high temperature.
The number of support troops were numerous than the two because of the maintenance of equipment, the supply of food, water, and sometimes shelter, along with the most important mission of reporting to their master.
Also, how they are able to report is via telepathic communication, and also a crystal ball that conjures the image of the receiver.
The frontline mostly consisted of Orc Crusaders while the backline, Goblin Shamans and Kobold Archers. Using the Orc Crusaders as the wall, the Goblin Shamans and Kobold Archers launch attacks after attacks to keep the enemy at bay.
While the Lookout Force was protecting the backsie of the Raid Force, the Raid Force was also dealing in its own set of problems.
In front of them, were numerous monsters that can reach up to 800, and opposing them were a measly number of 50. The huge numerical gap of the two forces was extraordinarily huge that it can be said that the 50 monsters will face annihilation in the face of numerical might.
Sadly, in this world, there is the phenomenon called status, a phenomenon that bypass common sense that it can be said to be ridiculous.
Take for example five-hundred level 1’s ganging up on a single level 500, the side with numerical advantage will be no doubt annihilated by the dominating force of the level 500.
That is what is happening right now. With a swing of its steel club, chunks of hot meat flies through the air, with just a stomp of its foot, tremors resulting in the shaking of the cave, with just a simple roar, enemies and allies alike froze on the spot in fear of the cause.
Its huge frame towering 3.5 meters, red skin as if blood flows on the skin instead of the veins, horns that protrude out its head as if to symbolize a tyrant and strength that could rival that of a high dragon.
This is the time, this is the dance, this is the song …
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This is the rampage of the Demon Troll…
“UUUUOOOOOOO!!!!!”
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*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*
Thundering sounds echoed through the caves, and with each sound, ten monsters are crushed or sent flying through the sheer force. The Demon Troll, with its huge build, mercilessly trampled on the surrounding enemies. Even if they run, even if they fight, even if they defend, nothing can stop its rampage.
“GAHAHAHAHA!!! UOOOOOO!!!”
With a laughing face as if to say, “SLAUGHTER IS THE BEST”, it continued crushing, mauling, trampling the surrounding enemy monsters.
The 800 or more monsters were now reduced to a pitiful 200 in just half an hour. In just half an hour, monsters that would take more than 200 adventurers of B-class were defeated in just half an hour by a single Demon Troll.
Demon Trolls were never this strong, it was just that the Demon Troll summoned was a variant. The red skin and two horns represent a ruler in Troll culture. With these two charecteristics, the Demon Troll rampaging is equal to a Ruler type of its species. Also, its full name was not a Demon Troll, it was a Demon Troll Tyrant.
With 20x the strength of an ordinary Demon Troll that could devestate a about 2 villages in a day, a Demon Toll Tyrant could devestate a capital city of a nation within a day.
The Demon Troll Tyrant is also considered S-rank because of its strength, and its love of battle and slaughter just made it to the top of subjugation lists if ever spotted.
“UOOOOO!!!!”
Another roar echoed through the cave, just how many times had the monsters felt fear against this type of opponent where death is the only outcome. Those blindly charging in had already lost all hope and wished for a quick death.
*BOOM*
The club was swung another time and made a 2-meter diamter crater on the ground filled with smashed flesh and fresh blood.
In just another 10 minutes, all 800 monsters disappeared from the cave. Actually, what disappeared were their lives, but their physical body, albeit unrecognizable, was still inside.
Fresh blood scattered on the floor and ground, chunks of meat from living monsters decorating the cave’s interiors, burn marks and drops from the ethereal type monsters, everything, lost their lives to this single Demon Troll Tyrant.