noffsinger Chapter 372 Otto
Chapter 372 Otto
Ice Valley, the long-standing secluded dwelling place of the dwarven race, is largely devoid of life due to its harsh environment.
The ancestors of the dwarves chose this place as their hermitage, and for many years they have lived here, regarding it as their second home.
Clearly, they no longer wanted to live that life of hiding and running. If any enemy dared to invade Frost Valley, they would defend it to the death.
But... that's what they say, and whether they can actually do it is another matter entirely.
"Madfako! Chieftain! What should we do?"
Inside a hidden cave, hundreds of dwarves reside. Their expressions vary, but regardless of their changes, they all reveal tension, anxiety, and fear.
The source of their negative emotions was that their arch-enemies, the trolls, had attacked.
This is not surprising at all. Long ago, the trolls suspected that the dwarves lived in Ice Valley.
However, the environment here is complex, and the dwarves are cunning, with many hidden strongholds. In addition, this is their home ground, so the trolls have always returned defeated.
But this time was different. The trolls seemed to have a full map vision, able to quickly find their strongholds and crush them with their overwhelming strength.
In just a few days, several of their strongholds had fallen, and countless dwarves had been killed or wounded.
Now, half of Ice Valley has fallen under the control of the trolls, and the dwarves living there are facing an unprecedented crisis.
As the patriarch, Otto had to make a decision immediately.
The question is whether to retreat from the Frozen Valley or fight these trolls to the death.
Neither option is ideal. Removing Ice Valley would mean losing their long-established home, while rebuilding a home in this dangerous land would be no easy task.
However, if they choose to fight the trolls, given their advanced strength, they might very well be used as easy prey by the trolls, let alone defeat them and defend their homeland.
The tribespeople all looked at him, waiting for him to make a decision, unaware that he was also having a great headache. Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from outside.
boom! ! !
With a loud bang, the ice wall they used to conceal their dwelling was instantly shattered by a boulder, exposing the entire ice cave to the outside.
who!
Although the dwarves looked surprised and doubtful, they already knew the answer in their hearts. Looking into the distance, they saw a dark mass of giants in the huge valley, constantly approaching them.
tread!
A giant foot left a large footprint in the thick snow, and as you looked up, an enormous troll appeared.
He was enormous, roughly 1.5 times the size of his kind. He was muscular, with arms thicker than an elephant's leg. He held a massive ice crystal club and wore a smug expression. He was the current Troll King, the most powerful being in the Troll race.
Behind him were hundreds of adult trolls, whose individual strength was already superior to that of the dwarves, and whose numbers were now on par with, or even appeared to be, those of the dwarves.
Not to mention his people, even Otto himself couldn't figure out how to win.
run?
But... is it too late?
Will these trolls let them go?
Otto dared not think any further. Although he was not afraid of fighting, he was afraid that the entire dwarf race would be wiped out by his own hand.
Otto gripped the hammer tightly in his hand, having already made his decision in the face of a war that seemed almost impossible to win.
They fought with all their might to buy their people a chance to escape!
Just as Otto was on high alert, ready to fight to the death, the trolls suddenly stopped.
What is this for?
Otto and his people were completely baffled, but after seeing the troll king's waving gesture, they suddenly understood.
Want to negotiate?
But why would the trolls, who have an absolute advantage, want to negotiate with them, the weaker party?
Although Otto was puzzled, after some hesitation, he decided to go.
This is the only way right now!
After being informed that his people should retreat immediately if anything happened to him, Otto went there resolutely, as if facing certain death.
Without any guards and less than a meter tall, Alto slowly approached the Troll King.
"You want to..."
Before Otto could finish speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on the Troll King's shoulder.
Child?
The first thing Otto felt upon seeing that figure was surprise and absurdity.
Who is he?
Why is a human child allowed to appear so openly on the troll king's shoulder?
Why doesn't the Troll King attack him?
What did he want to say to me when he came up to me?
Looking at the child who was about his height, Otto's expression changed. Just as he was about to ask a question, the child suddenly said to him:
"Do you know how to break the seal on the great ice layer?"
Upon hearing the name "Great Ice Layer," Otto's expression changed drastically. He was familiar with the name; as the chieftain of the dwarf race, he was to receive the traditional inheritance, which included special information left by previous generations.
And the information contained here naturally includes news about the greatest wonder of the Prentell Mountains: the massive ice sheet.
However, this news was not good news, and the dwarven tradition also stated that this news should not be told to anyone other than oneself.
"Silence means you understand."
Looking at the silent Otto, Huang Mei's lips curled into a wicked smile. He didn't say anything about letting him go if he told him to tell him the news.
Some people's personalities are so obvious that you can tell at a glance. The moment Huang Mei saw Otto's silence, he knew that Otto was a very stubborn person.
But it doesn't matter. Sometimes, getting someone to speak doesn't necessarily require them to be completely sincere.
"Do it."
As soon as Huang Mei finished speaking, the Troll King behind him suddenly swung his ice crystal club and smashed it down on Otto.
boom! ! !
Fortunately, Otto was prepared. Faced with the troll king's powerful blow, he immediately held his iron hammer horizontally in front of him for defense. As the only gold-ranked dwarf at present, his strength was naturally not weak.
boom! ! !
After flying a few meters, Otto steadied himself with his hammer, then looked at the Troll King and exhaled a puff of white air.
It seems this fight is inevitable!