Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 40: That Was The Most Badass Thing I’ve Seen In My Entire Life!

I need to stay on the move, kiting them around, occasionally turning to spear one before darting off again. My breaths come in ragged gasps, and I can feel my strength waning. If this keeps up, I wonʼt last much longer.

Suddenly, a blood-curdling shout echoes through the battlefield. My heart skips a beat as I turn my head to see the source of the noise. The trees part violently, uprooted as a towering hulk of a figure rushes onto the scene.

The creature is massive, easily three times the size of the hobgoblins, with thick, gray-green skin covered in warts and scars. Its eyes burn with a primal fury, and tusks jut out from its lower jaw, adding to its menacing appearance. It wields a giant hammer, crudely fashioned from a tree trunk and reinforced with jagged metal.

Every step it takes shakes the ground, sending tremors through the forest.

What the fuck is that monster?

The goblins and hobgoblins cheer, their morale visibly bolstered by the arrival of this monstrosity. ”Boss! Boss! Boss!” they chant, their voices rising in a chorus of twisted joy.

Gobbo, you cunning little fucker. You said that the three hobgoblins were the bosses!

It swings its massive hammer, smashing through the forest and crushing anything obstructing its path. It bellows again, a sound that reverberates through my bones, and my stomach churns with a mix of fear and dread.

Although the situation has turned for the worse, thereʼs at least some semblance of positives, because due to this creatureʼs appearance both goblins and hobgoblins stopped their onslaught, allowing the two of us to team up.

”Why is there a random raid boss in the beginner area?!” I whimper dejectedly.

My companion looks at me as if Iʼm a certified mental asylum escapee, ”did you hit your head? What nonsense are you spouting? Raid boss? Beginner area?”

”Ah, I said that out loud accidentally. Letʼs focus on our quickly encroaching deaths instead, shall we? What is this monster?”

”A war troll, which is an evolved version of the mountain troll, which means that itʼs between level 20 and 30. They boast extremely high Vitality and Strength, and their racial specialty is [Rapid Regeneration].

I honestly have almost zero chances of victory in my current exhausted state and lack of proper gear, so we have to look for an escape route right this instant, however despite its mass the troll is faster than you for sure…”

Indeed, my samurai doesnʼt even have a sword in her hand. The situation went from dire to outright fatal.

Utilizing the brief respite granted to us I check my status and Iʼm very happy to see that Iʼve reached Primordial Level 4. I donʼt have time to inspect things any further, so I swiftly put three Unused Attribute Points into Vitality and two into Strength.

If I canʼt outrun my problems, then I can only grit my teeth and fight until the very last moment. Iʼve chosen Strength over Agility because it took too much effort to defeat even the simple, weak goblins. Speed alone wonʼt help me win my fights- in this scenario or future ones- if I canʼt deal proper damage.

I glance around us and I fail to see a clear path leading us to safety. In front of us is the goblin swarm, to our right side is the hobgoblin duo, behind us is the war troll, and to our left is their encampment which is surrounded by palisades and a mountain.

In the next moment I hear Ayame whispering into my ear; ”Quinlan, follow my lead!” While my inexperienced ass was gawking around panicked, my battle-hardened partner seems to have thought of something.

”[Flash Step]!” She disappears from my side and I the next thing I see is her being in mid-air next to the spear wielding hobgoblin, who was still busy cheering happily due to the arrival of the troll.

With a swift motion, Ayame decapitates the hobgoblin while still in the air. Before she even lands, she lets go of her axe, kicks the spear out of his hand, then spins around and kicks it with her other foot, sending it flying towards me. I quickly react by snatching it out of the air and rushing at the other hobgoblin, who is now greatly startled. ℝ𝙖ꞐȎ𝐛Êȿ

Ayame, still in mid-air and upside down due to her spinning kick move with her head being inches from the ground, grabs the axe just before it hits the forest floor and swings it with perfect precision. The sword-wielding hobgoblin gets both his feet chopped off in a single fluid motion of hers.