Chapter 78 Dark Demon molested with fate
***Edited by Kronost***
White watched excitedly. He didn't think the little red turtle could withstand Troll's trampling.
But after three seconds.
The dull Troll suddenly let out a pained scream.
Under the gaze of the three humans, it suddenly lifted its foot, held it, and started jumping up and down on the other foot like a rabbit.
→Looking at the cold sweat and constant screams, it seems that it really hurts!
→ There is a blood-red spherical spot in the center of the sole of its right foot.
But Shuckle, who was stepped on by the Troll, squirmed out of its shell like nothing had happened: "shuckle, shuckle!"
"Roar!"
After being provoked and humiliated, Troll's eyes gradually overflowed with blood-like red; thick and long blue veins bulged on both sides of its eyes, and the look in its eyes when it looked at Shuckle gradually became amiss.
Without waiting for White's command, Troll suddenly raised its extremely long arms and clenched two huge fists fiercely. It suddenly jumped up and then slammed its fists down heavily.
"Boom!"
Shuckle was bounced up like a rubber ball after being hit.
But it shrank into its shell very fast, and there was hardly a trace of scratches on its red tortoise shell.
White and Robert had never witnessed this level of violence so close.
Robert was already stunned, completely forgetting the duties of the referee.
White was a little better, but still too shocked to speak.
He only knew that this was his Troll!
Powerful, reliable and invincible Troll!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Troll didn't stop, hammering Shuckle again and again!
Only Dark on the front could see that the lower edge of its palm was already abnormally red and swollen.
But unlike the previous state of screaming from the pain, the Troll seemed to be in a slight violent state at the moment?
In this slightly violent state, it obviously lost its ability to feel pain, and it was doing useless attacks over and over again.
Yes.
In White's vision, Troll was brave and invincible, but in Dark's vision, it was very dumb.
Obviously Shuckle is so small and so light, and its attack is 0. Won't it be better to just grab it and throw it?
Why does it have to start hammering?
But after all, Troll was known for its stupidity, so it was understandable.
Dark looked calmly.
He learned from the textbook that the offensive and defensive stats displayed on the magical spirit card could be used as a reference, but it is only a reference.
Each kind of magical spirit has different offensive and defensive stats according to its own situation.
Just like Shuckle, only its hard shell could truly reach the limit of 2200 defense, but its inner body is quite fragile.
Even if it is a shell, not every place has a 2,200 defense.
All powerful magisters know the true situation of their own magical spirits well, and are good at displaying their strongest points in battle.
Now, under the beating of Troll, Shuckle's defensive strength was revealed bit by bit.
After a full minute of continuous hammering.
Shuckle remained safe and sound.
But instead of being discouraged, Troll became even more angry.
"Enough, Troll! Use your hand, grab it!"
White, who was immersed in ecstasy, finally calmed down after a full minute.
He quickly issued the best instruction he could think of.
Hearing the command, Troll stiffened in the same place for half a second, then it opened its red palm and slapped it down!
"Power Split."
Dark's voice finally sounded.
Little Shuckle, who had been passively beaten for more than a minute, immediately opened its sharp eyes.
When Troll's palm fell, the strength between the two sides got evenly divided.
Afterwards, Shuckle lifted a leg up and successfully blocked Troll's slap!
The scene froze at this moment.
Troll gasped hard, its face grew ugly.
"Troll, Double-."
Seeing that Troll really couldn't do anything to Shuckle, White immediately ordered it to use ultimate [Double-Edge].
But this time, Troll turned around abruptly, staring at its owner fiercely with blood-red eyes, and its ferocious aura could no longer be controlled.
White felt a chill in his heart, and the order was interrupted.
Dark over the other side asked lightly: "Gawd, does your Troll have a Frenzy-like skill?"
"Frenzy? No, it's just a blue-"
White lifted his hand, his face suddenly changed.
The [Troll] magic card, which originally exuded blue brilliance, was surrounded by a purple halo at this moment.
And among the information he got after injecting magic energy, he happened to have the skill "Frenzy"!
"Oh no."
His heart suddenly slowed by half a beat.
Then the Troll was completely out of control!
"Roar--"
It spread its arms with a terrifying face, and its mouth widened suddenly, revealing jagged and sharp fangs.
Then it suddenly turned its head to look at Robert standing on the side of the field.
Perhaps it was the nature of creatures to fear the strong but bully the weak.
Even Troll, who had fallen into a complete [Frenzy], keenly spotted the weakest Robert.
Robert probably didn't expect that he who was just standing on the sidelines as a referee would become a target.
He showed fear, and finally pulled out his [Phantom Magic Beast: Castle] from his card pouch, but his lips trembled, and he couldn't even use the Normal Summoning Technique.
Troll wouldn't give him extra time.
A huge black shadow obscured Robert's vision. Robert's pupils expanded rapidly, and he was completely shocked by the bloody ferocious aura of the Troll after it fell into a frenzy state, and he even forgot to escape.
"Whi, White..."
He leaned against the wall, almost crying.
"Don't be afraid, Robert, I will take it back!"
White hurriedly shook the magic card - [Troll], trying to take Troll back into the card.
But his call was not answered.
Troll reached out its hand and grabbed Robert in its hand.
But when it was about to throw Robert out, it was stopped.
The little Shuckle used a little leg to lift Troll's heel like lifting a car with a jack.
Troll's body became unbalanced, and while leaning forward, it bumped its head against the wall.
Robert found that the fingers holding him had become loose, and quickly broke free.
Dark looked at the Troll with great interest, and suddenly thought that this might be the script that prompted the famous trio to become friends in the first part of "Harry Potter".
And he himself replaced Emma's role in this case.
But he shook his head quickly.
This should be a normal world, and there was no so-called "script". Everyone's destiny was in their own hands.
This situation is probably just a small coincidence.
With the "Power Trick" skill, the little Shuckle turned into a big Shuckle with 2200 attack stats, and grabbed Troll's foot.
