Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 94: Surprise or Not?

Chapter 94: Surprise or Not?

Hall never expected the Lord's spellcasting coordination to be so swift.

Faster than most spellcasters he had ever seen!

"Is the Lord really just a low-level arcanist?"

"Or are arcanists really this powerful?"

"From all the wizards, warlocks, and clerics I've seen at his level, none of them can even compare..."

"And, even though he's using scrolls, the sheer number of spells the Lord casts is staggering..."

"..."

While Hall was lost in thought, the remaining seven or eight trolls had already bypassed their burning companions and were charging straight for Matthew.

The trolls were furious, feeling humiliated by the destructive power Matthew unleashed so effortlessly.

The high-level troll had learned its lesson this time, warily eyeing Matthew's possible tricks and not rushing in alone. Instead, it charged with the others in tow.

Not far off to the right, troll soldiers and warriors were locked in a fierce battle with the soldiers.

The soldiers on the left, having regrouped, were fending off the regular trolls with relative ease.

The trolls' strength and weapons weren't enough to break through the shield-bearing soldiers, who firmly held their ground.

The formidable Besib, along with more than a dozen barbarian soldiers, was wreaking havoc on the battlefield.

Meanwhile, some opportunistic adventurers, noticing the stalemate, joined the fray, attacking the smaller group of trolls on the right.

The more astute adventurers, knowing the saying "If the nest falls, no egg remains unbroken," headed to the left, supporting the soldiers with ranged attacks to ease the defensive pressure.

Alice and her group of adventurers were closing in on Matthew's position.

They knew full well that whoever controls the money is the most important!

Protecting Matthew meant turning captured trolls into solid gold coins.

Not to mention, if they saved the Lord, their rewards would undoubtedly be greater than capturing a few trolls.

The trolls had surrounded Matthew, yet he remained focused on the outer battlefield.

The soldiers were fighting with remarkable determination and showed excellent teamwork. Though there were already over a dozen casualties, they still held the trolls at bay.

But the longer the fight dragged on, the more it would favor the trolls with their extraordinary regeneration abilities.

"It's time...!"

Ignoring the regular trolls, Matthew locked his gaze on the approaching high-level troll, raising his staff and chanting loudly.

Startled, the high-level troll instinctively dodged to the side.

But nothing happened—there was no attack.

The troll looked up at Matthew, who was smiling calmly. His staff emitted no mana fluctuations at all!

Had it been tricked?

No more spell slots!

A spellcaster without spell slots was no stronger than a lamb ready for slaughter!

"The sacrifice to my god has arrived!"

The high-level troll felt certain, gripping its short sword, which trembled as if excited to drink the blood of a human spellcaster!