Sheruba shrugged, with a look of longing in his eyes.

"What a powerful force that is...can a troll also master that kind of power?"

"You have this free time to think about this, why don't you work hard to keep us alive first."

Seeing Xaluba decapitating the soul-eating monster in front of him with a knife, Castal couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eye.

I always felt that it was too dangerous for me to be protected by this guy, just like the figure that a naughty kid with a snot-filled nose broke into my house and saw.

It seemed to confirm Castal's bad premonition.

Amidst the stunned expressions of the trolls who were fighting desperately, a soul-eating monster with an extraordinarily huge cloak floated quietly in the air.

But what is different from others of its kind is that there is a dark skeleton under the soul-eating demon's tattered cloak!

Like a king among demons and monsters, his empty eyes stared at the troll team trying to escape from their table, with a cold and ruthless disregard for life.

boom.

August looked solemn.

He took the initiative to step forward and stand in front of everyone, resisting the heart-stopping cold aura for them.

Never looked back.

This elite troll, who is still capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of captain even if placed in the Royal Guards, left an unmoving and reliable figure in the eyes of everyone, and said in a deep voice.

"You go first, I'll deal with this guy!"
Chapter completed!