Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

A rough, calloused blue hand reached out, grabbed the rim of the bucket, and forcefully pulled it up.

The troll was clearly very thirsty, and its other hand was already outstretched, ready to scoop up some water to drink.

Then he saw what was in the bucket.

stunned.

There's a fish in the bucket...

No, it's a fish-man.

A living, breathing fish-man smiling at him.

"you--"

The troll only managed to utter one word.

Before the other person could react, Liu Nian slapped him across the face.

"Bang—!!"

A dull thud.

The bucket exploded, and the troll player's body was smashed into a cloud of blood mist, spreading out at the wellhead, as if hit by a truck.

After the blood mist dissipated, only a pile of minced meat and a few pieces of equipment that had been dropped remained on the ground.

Before the blood mist from the troll had even dissipated, the other trolls around it had already reacted.

"Enemy attack!"

"Intruder!"

"It's a fish-man! He came up from the well!"

Seven or eight trolls rushed over, wielding various weapons, and pounced on Liu Nian.

They were all level 99, which was no different from being made of paper to Liu Nian at the moment.

The fishman's short legs made Liu Nian look small and comical, but his actions were anything but comical!

The troll's short-handled spiked club swept across Liu Nian's head.

Liu Nian rolled over, his short body passing under the other man's stick, and then slapped the guy away!

Then, with a powerful stomp of its large webbed feet, [Earth Rumble] was activated, and with a bang, all the trolls were instantly killed!

[Slay a Level 99 Troll Warrior]

[Slay a Level 99 Troll Warrior]

……

The system notified them that they had refreshed a few times, and Little Tuantuan, who was following behind Liu Nian, began to store experience points.

After eliminating all the trolls, Liu Nian took a quick look around the camp.

The camp consisted of several rough wooden sheds and a larger stone building. The stone building looked like some kind of warehouse or command post, and its walls had strange, dried traces of dark purple slime.

Liu Nian pushed open the stone door and went inside.

The building's interior space was small, filled with some simple supplies, most of which were of little value.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside again. The trolls had discovered the intruders and began to surround and annihilate them.

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Zurkin's command center.

Zulkin sat in his chair, staring intently at the sand table on the table.

"Boss!"

A troll rushed in and said:

"Boss, someone's hacked!"

Zulkin asked nonchalantly, "Who? How many?"

"One...one merman!"

Zuljin paused for a moment, then laughed. The fierce glint in his eyes lessened, replaced by disdain.

"A merman? Why even bother telling me this? Just deal with him!"

With the help of powerful allies, he feels victory is assured.

Let alone a single murloc, he wouldn't be afraid even if the entire murloc race charged in!

"But, boss, that fishman—he's incredibly fierce! We've already lost over twenty brothers, and he's still charging this way!"

Zulkin's hand paused for a moment.

More than twenty?

He stood up, walked up to the troll player, and looked down at him.

"You mean, my twenty-odd warriors can't defeat a single murloc?"

"Yes...yes."

"who is he?"

"Sora, the Lord of the Tides!"

"The Fishman King? Hmph!"

Zul'jin's eyes narrowed. He turned and took a huge double-edged axe with dark red runes engraved on its blade from the wall.

"Lead the way! I'll meet him myself!" He said, about to walk out, when he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait." Zuljin turned and walked to an iron cage in the corner of the command room. Inside the cage was a dark purple beetle, about the size of a fist, with a golden stripe on its back. Zuljin opened the cage door, took out the beetle, and said a few words to it. The beetle flapped its wings and flew out, heading down a small tunnel.

Liu Nian charged toward Zul'jin's location, encountering more and more troll players and special NPC units along the way, and also seeing numerous traces left by insectoid crawling all around.

Finally, after Liu Nian killed a level 300 Deeproot Guardian, no more trolls appeared.

It seemed that all the trolls had received instructions and stopped surrounding Liu Nian.

A relatively open space appeared ahead, with a large area, as if a large part of the entire mountain had been hollowed out.

There was only a narrow passage ahead, with bottomless ravines on both sides. Dark mist rose from below, obscuring the bottom, and the hollow echo of falling water could be faintly heard.

Several thick iron chains stretched across the air, from one end to the other, with a huge brazier hanging at intervals, burning with some unknown grease, emitting a dim and flickering light that barely provided the limited illumination for the place.

The firelight danced on the iron chains, casting flickering light on and off on the several suspended iron chain wooden bridges.

A tall figure stood in the middle of the passageway.

Zurkin.

Lord of West Zul'Gurub, one of the three troll kings.

Although his equipment had changed, Liu Nian thought he was still the same.

"Sora." Zul'jin's voice was low and hoarse, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat, each word carrying undisguised killing intent, "You worthless fish, how dare you trespass on my territory alone?"

Liu Nian looked at the troll in the distance, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a set of sharp, white teeth like a shark's:

"Your territory? It won't be for long."

"Insolence!" Zuljin roared, his voice echoing through the empty cave, making the chains rattle. "Have you forgotten how pathetic you looked, running like a stray dog ​​to this island after we beat you? Today I'll show you!"

Before he finished speaking, Zulkin had already moved.

His figure left a trail of afterimages in the firelight. He raised his battle axe high, and the dark red runes on the blade suddenly exploded into a burst of bloody light, accompanied by a mournful wail as it slashed down fiercely towards Liu Nian's head!

This was an extremely long-range leaping strike, incredibly fast. The troll's massive body seemed to lose its weight at that moment, crashing down like a cannonball.

Faced with such an opponent, Liu Nian had no intention of hiding.

He raised his hand and threw a punch, slamming it head-on into the falling axe blade!

"Snap—!!!"

A crisp, piercing cracking sound exploded in the cave.

A deep crack appeared on the blade of Zul'jin's battle axe! The dark red runic light flickered twice at the crack before going out completely—the axe's durability was completely depleted by that one punch!

The red glow of the enchantment on the axe completely disappeared, as if it had turned into a dull and lifeless piece of scrap metal.

Just one more mishap and this legendary axe will be ruined!

"You—" Zuljin's arm trembled numbly, his hand split open, and blood trickled down the axe handle. His eyes widened, his blood-red pupils filled with disbelief.

What's going on?

This guy... when did Sora, the Fishman King, acquire such terrifying power?