Chapter 719: North, Winter Troll King (2/2)

As he got near the Hailstorm, he could feel the temperature drop dangerously. He wasn't affected by it of course but still that's red flag already, even though it's to be expected.

It wasn't just the cold though. The moment he went close, he could feel dozens of eyes staring at him. He was unbothered but he could feel that those gazes didn't hold even a sliver of kind intentions, still that wasn't enough to stop him on his tracks.

Vendrick entered the hailstorm, and as soon as he did, all of his expectations were met.

Dozens of silhouettes appeared from seemingly out of nowhere. Demonic Beasts ranging from all sorts of sizes and shapes came rushing at him, baring their fangs covered in drool.

”Oh my, such a warm welcome for such a cold place. I'm so touched that I feel like crying.” Vendrick smirked.

From that point, time seemingly went still. From Vendrick's point of view, everything happened in slow motion while he was completely unaffected. Vendrick entered partial transformation, his arms turned into dragon claws.

He disappeared from where he was, turning into a blur as he ripped out the flesh of everything around him. Vendrick did everything so fast that none of the demonic beasts felt their severe injuries, by the time their aware of it, that thought already became their last.

Vendrick re-appeared at another location, evading the spurts of blood gushing out of their bodies dyeing the white snow with a red tint. It didn't take long before the blood turned solid due to the temperature around him.

He continued trekking through the Hailstorm. The visibility around this area was horrible but like always, Vendrick was completely unbothered by it. He could see everything as clear as day even without the assistance of his ocular technique.

During his travels, he would be attacked by incredibly aggressive and starving demonic beasts but he killed them all easily. If anything, he wasn't really interested in these beasts, he was looking for his target but so far, he hasn't seen even a shadow of it.

He has a lead though. The beast might think that its clever but in front of Vendrick, it's nothing more than a stupid beast. As if Vendrick would miss the pair of eyes that remained on him from the very moment he stepped into the hailstorm! The beast might think that Vendrick was unaware of its spying but oh, he is. And he's using it to track it down.

The direction was coming to the eye of the storm, very typical, unoriginal even.

Still, Vendrick decided to humor the beast. He purposefully changed course randomly, even going to spots where he could feel the presence of a few demonic beasts. He will kill them, go closer to the eye of the storm and go of course again. He's doing this to play with the beast that's still observing him.

After killing at least a hundred of starving demonic beasts around without even breaking a sweat. He finally arrived at the eye of the storm.

The moment he entered, he felt the presence of a strong predator and a ruler. At the center if it all, sat a humongous beast on a throne made out of bones and rotting flesh, emanating with an unbearable stench.

A giant with pale blue skin, facial features that only a mother could love, a big round belly, and a savage aura. This was the Winter Troll King.

The beast wasn't alone. Vendrick saw a few demonic beasts behind it, all females so they're probably its concubines. There is a giant shard of rock beside the throne, if anything Vendrick would say that the giant rock shard is more like a club that the troll king used to pommel its enemies.

”Welcome to my kingdom, Puny Human.”

”Thank you, Ugly.”

”!!!”