"Grab your weapons! Enemies are here!"

The appearance of the 5 Anabast quickly spread through the small settlement. Though some ice trolls were lazier than others, the moment they heard a thunderous noise and the cries of fear, the ice trolls were soon fully equipped to face the enemy brave enough to attack them in their settlement.

But what they didn't expect to see were huge robes and shadows floating through the air

And one of the ice trolls that was being held by those Shadows hand was struggling to get free while swinging his axe towards the shadow.

Though the shadows seemed to be cut and ripped off, the "wounded" part of the shadows was soon recovered in an instant.

"You are not one." The ice-cold voice of the Anabast said, in a language that the ice trolls didn't know and yet somehow understand.

"[True Death]" It voice, his hand lighting up in a dark light.

The ice troll who was struggling in the next instance felt limp and all his energy that it put cursing the shadows to let go vanished.

Letting go of the ice troll, it fell to the ground, now dead.

The ice troll who watched everything happend couldn't understand what exactly happend, but seeing one of their own die just like that fuelled them with anger and fear towards the unknown that was the Anabast.

"What are those things!?"

"Does it matter!? Let's kill them!"

With the lead of an ice troll, the more hot-blooded ice trolls dashed with their weapons in hand to fight against the Anabast.

"They are neither," The tallest Anabast said as they raised aimed at the ice trolls.

"[Final Word Kill]"

And like stringless puppets, the ice trolls began falling to the ground motionless and claimed by death.

The original 15 ice trolls that dashed had now only 5 members remaining who reached the Anabast.

Those 5 also used their mana to force their body to perform some kind of attack with their weapons, which ripped a part of Anabast's body, technically harming them.

The Anabast simply reached out their hands and briefly touched the ice trolls and cast [True Death]. Dropping the ice trolls dead to the ground.

Shortly after their bodies regenerate to their peak.

The ice trolls that stayed to observe and others that just arrived had their mouth wide open, unsure of what happend.

From their perspective, 15 of them dashed with battle cries before 10 of them dropped dead for literally no reason!

And the 5 who managed to reach those shadows turned dead with just a simple touch!

And their bodies regenerated in an instant!

"What should we do!?"

"They are the Shadows of Death!"

"They must be the apostles of Death!"

"No! They must be Death itself! Didn't you watch how a mere touch killed them!?

"Shut up! Call Merloun'gurak! Quick! Those things must be using some kind of magic!" One of the ice trolls yelled as he pointed his club toward the Anabast.

Though the next moment, a large dark magic circle appeared and covered most of the ice trolls, including the one who spoke.

From that magic circle, came out several shadows which clung around the legs of the ice trolls, observing their movement.

Making many ice trolls panic.

But before they had the chance, to destroy the shadows, 4 out of 5 Anabast flew towards the ice trolls.

The most catchy of them all was Baron, who swung his shadow stone sword which crushed the skulls of the ice trolls with ease.

The left-eyed Anabast in turn swung his hand at the ice trolls and directly cut their bodies using wind magic like a sharp blade.

Albeit her magic was weak and of the 1st tier, using a sharp wind blade at point-blank range still managed to do its job.

Sylas, in turn, was the only one who used the inherited magic of his race, [Death Shadow Bolt] to fry the ice trolls with a good chance of triggering the instant death effect.

The spell's penetrability was the reason he chose to use it to hit multiple of the ice trolls and save mana.

Though [True Death] was a cheaper mana vise, it was a spell that required direct touch while [Final Word Kill] was a single target and mana vise expensive type of spell.

So [Death Shadow Bolt] was better to use for both speed and mana usage as it didn't require touching every single of his victim.

As for the tallest Anabast, he didn't participate in his masseter and instead went to the one ice troll that spoke a moment ago.

"Stay put and don't resist, do as I say and we will spare you life." The tallest said with a voice full of temptation.

The ice troll tried to resist, but the tallest swiped his weapon away and grabbed his arms, restraining him.

And from the robe of shadows, another set of shadow arms grew and touched the ice troll's face, forcing it to stare inside his hood.

"Resistance is futile. Accept the mercy of the Creator."

The ice trolls despite his vigorous body, the ice troll felt like he was going to get a heart attack. He remembered how the touch of those things could kill one of them in an instant.

Cold sweat run through his body as the monster in front of him was physically stronger than him.

'Accept~'

'You will be killed~'

'I will be killed~'

The ice troll's own thoughts began to urge him to accept and unsure as to how, but he could feel that the Anabast words sounded sincere to him. Making him accept the mercy of the being seemingly lording over death.

Alas, those were mere illusions created by the spell [Calling Illusion] and the skill, [Tempting Voice].

Originally, it was a skill that the Anabast used on their weak-willed masters to grant them more of their mana and break free from their control as servants.

So the weak necromancers who found the ritual to create Anabast and were of the living had a 95% chance to die after being tricked by the Anabast.

The tallest watched the ice troll fall under his illusion before going and helping eliminate all the others.

He simply spared that ice troll because he seemed smarter than the others.

And their mission was to keep 3 and their leader alive.

So like butchers walking around the farm, they killed the majority while leaving the needed ones.

In theory, the ice trolls had a realistic chance to win against the 5 Anabast.

As they were heritable and born with high strength and endurance with considerable agility attributes

Though none of them matched the Anabast, a few were just 100 attribute vise behind in physical strength.

Albeit they were vastly faster, the ice trolls had the advantage of numbers.

The sad truth though is that against an enemy of unknown abilities that instantly killed one of them, fear was their worse enemy.

They might have hope if they saw any damage on the Anabast, alas the nature of them made them seem like they have immortal bodies.

So in their eyes, the Anabast was an immortal monster that could kill them by just glaring at them.

Which resulted in the very massacre that was happening here.

And as the Anabast was finishing the last of the punch, a wind-piercing sound was suddenly to be heard. Coughing each Anabast attention.

And what they saw was a spear with several large needles flying toward the left-eyed Anabast with incredible speed.

The left-eyed Anabast having seen the spear too late knew that he couldn't dodge, so it tried to move so that the attack won't be lethal.

Which succeed in doing, but before the spear reached the left-eyed Anabast.

Baron moved in front of the spear and created a shield made out of stone around his other arm while engulfing the shield with shadows.

Shortly after, the spear hit the shield, and penetrated through the left side of his body, completely ripping off Baron's left arm in the process.

The spear continued flying and once it reached the ground, a small crater was created before through the usage of someone's mana, and flown back to its owner. Which was of a large troll with a bone talisman.

"How dare you all kill my brothers you bastards!!!?" The ice troll yelled as the Anabast.

"Not touch enough, huh?" Baron mumbled to himself before his left arm was regenerated in the next instance.

Seeing the strength of the ice troll, the tallest said in a cold voice.

"Are you the leader of them?" He pointed at all the corpses.

"Bastard! What if I am!? Don't you dare think that I! Merloun'gurak! The strongest of troll warriors will let you live after what you have done" Merloun'gurak yelled while veins started to show on his body from his anger.

"Is that the leader of the ice trolls?"

A sudden voice much colder than the Anabast suddenly asked, making the Anabast turnaround and move to the side while bowing their backs.

Their shadow covered the corpses of the ground and the living ice trolls to the side, to make the path of the owner of that voice.

From that path, came the owner of the voice, followed by several undead and a small girl with a fox bone mask and a staff with her respective own bodyguards behind her.

"We apologize for the delay, Creator, we will swiftly suppress their leader as you have commanded." The tallest Anabast said.

The Death Knight going by as Creator or as Danzel reassured the Anabast.

"That's good enough, you all done well. I will reward you later on..."

Seeing that, Merloun'gurak suddenly yelled out.

"Bastard! You are their leader!?"

Raising his hand, several veins popped up full of strength.

He took a throwing position before shooting the spear toward the Death Knight.

"Die!!!"

The Death Knight went to draw his sword, but suddenly, a huge barrier of crystalized golden light was placed in front of them.

The spear that was the shoot like a javelin hit the barrier.

Sadly, only the tip managed to go on the other side of the spear and the rest of the spears were outside of the barrier.

"Quite the nice barrier," The Death Knight said while looking at the fox-masked magic caster on his side before turning to look at the ice troll.

"You are the strongest of trolls?"

Before Merloun'gurak could answer, an ethereal pain pierced his chest, bringing forth a soul-reaching pain within him.

"Aghhhhhhh!!!" He screamed in pain and tried to grab the sword on his heart, only for his hands to pass right through the blade inside his chest.

A sense of dread started to appear in his eyes as he stared at the Death Knight that reveal his overwhelming death aura.

"Don't make me laugh. Someone as weak as you are nothing compared to the strongest troll."

Only then did Merloun'gurak hit him with what was in front of him.

"Someone as foolish as you are not even worth keeping alive..."

In front of him was Death together with his army.

And that his life was destined to end here.