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The other three races, Maze Puppets, Goblin Chief, and Blastoise, each met 2,000 Trolls. However, these 2,000 were enough, as they fully displayed the talent of the Great Mythical Level at this time. Especially the Maze Puppets and the Goblin Chief, which had no long-range attack capability, allowing Griffons to fly to very low positions and have Forest Trolls jump down without issues.
Forest Trolls and Goblin Chiefs are nearly the same, except one is an improved version in all aspects. The Goblin Chief excels in close combat, with a tough body built for strength, but the Forest Troll is far superior. Instead of one-on-one combat, even five against one would still be unable to defeat a Forest Troll. Conversely, a single slash from a Forest Troll was enough to destroy them. Occasionally, Griffons swooped down to land powerful blows on the Goblin Chief.
As for the Maze Puppets, a supporting supernatural species, they had barely any fighting power themselves. Their only advantage was their durability, they did not die quickly.
The Blastoise was also helpless. With insufficient stored power, it inflicted little damage, making hits on the Forest Troll feel like tickles. Although the shell of a Blastoise is hard, the constant slashes from forest trolls' axes eventually made it difficult to avoid being smashed open.
Across four positions and four races, all were being slaughtered almost unilaterally by the forest trolls. The situation was unbearable. The Demonized People, with the lowest defenses, were falling the fastest. In less than a minute, nearly a thousand casualties had occurred.
At this moment, the Typhoon Fighters dispatched to support the area were also arriving. However, given the battle situation, their support would be limited. They estimated that Forest Trolls would not be defeated with a single shot, while the Demonized People would suffer heavy losses.
The other three locations faced similar circumstances. The Typhoon hovered overhead, but there was little they could do except witness four supernatural races being massacred by the Forest Troll.
"The tactics are going well; even the pilots can't do much but watch," Said a member of the Immortal Academy with a smile.
This was a surprise tactic they had developed earlier, a surprise attack on weaker teammates. Raid tactics were not uncommon. Why did the competitions place the entrances in different locations? To diversify gameplay and improve the game experience.
In many previous games, raid plays occurred when teams encountered surprise attacks en route to a rendezvous. However, conditions for surprise attacks were strict; they required knowledge of the opponent's location and a highly mobile race, such as Griffons. Against Hope's Peak Academy, they also had to consider Sebastian's pilots' rapid support. But the Immortal College had a balanced lineup, allowing them to succeed.
"This is a weakness of Sebastian's pilots, they can't strike with precision," Said the young man in white with a smile. "As it is now, when both sides are fighting, there's not much they can do."
"Don't celebrate yet," Warned the tall young man, speaking in a gruff voice. "Let the rest of the unit rush over to support the forest trolls and Griffons. We should wait until the Demonized People, Blastoise, Goblin Chief, and Maze Puppets are gone before we begin our siege of Sebastian's musketeers."
"As for the pilots..." The tall young man turned to the pretty girl beside him and asked, "Alyssa, is it okay for your Siren to handle this?"
"Of course, no problem," She replied gently, smiling. "I've almost grasped Sebastian's pilot's characteristics, and their weakness is obvious: poor defense. I believe it's more fragile than the Demonized People. One hit should be enough to take it out."
Meanwhile, the battle intensified. Demonized People, Maze Puppets, Blastoise, and Goblin Chief fought furiously against the Forest Troll. Although they were no match, they refused to give up.
"Kill! Kill, Goblin Chief! Show your courage and finish these abominable trolls!" Clifford shouted frantically.
At this point, he had completely ignored strategic considerations, shouting in the battle room. Tens of thousands of Goblin Chiefs, 2,000 of them, had fallen under the axes of the Forest Trolls. As a supernatural species, Goblin Chiefs lacked discipline. Even an army would likely collapse if casualties exceeded 20%.
Not only Clifford but also Terrell, Otwin, and Jane are desperately trying to rally their forces to keep fighting.
"Demonized People, don't be afraid, kill a few more forest trolls!" Otwin clenched his fists and almost stood up, his expression tense.
All four of them knew they couldn't beat the Forest Trolls. But before dying, they intended to bite off a big chunk of the enemy, as they were unwilling to give up without a fight.
Sebastian spoke: "Stop and retreat. Don't let your races suffer too many casualties."
"It's not time yet," Clifford immediately shook his head. "My Goblin Chief can still hold out and kill a few more forest trolls, which will reduce your pressure."
Suddenly, a loud, trembling sound echoed as a large figure rushed toward them. Griffons and Forest Trolls were just two races; the Immortal Academy had five supernatural species.
"You guys, hurry up and evacuate!" Sebastian shouted.
Clifford knew it was dire and gritted his teeth. "Sebastian, focus your pilot's attack, ignore my Goblin Chief, and finish those trolls!"
"Are you crazy?" Sebastian replied.
Once the Typhoon fired its weapons, it launched an indiscriminate attack. Not only Forest Trolls but also Goblin Chiefs would suffer. The number of Goblin Chiefs was several thousand, so even if the Forest Trolls could be eliminated, many Goblin Chiefs would still die.
"I'm not crazy. Even if all these Goblin Chiefs die, others remain on my planet and can be recreated quickly," Clifford said through clenched teeth. "I'm part of the Hope's Peak Academy team, and I have to do something!"
"Yes, Sebastian, let your pilot handle it," Otwin added resolutely. "We need to do something, we can't just stand by doing nothing."
Although Terrell and Jane said nothing, their expressions betrayed their agreement.
"No need," Sebastian interrupted. "Hurry up and retreat. I'll finish them!"
As he spoke, Sebastian narrowed his eyes. Until now in the tournament, this was the first time anger and battle intent sparked within him. Since they were fighting seriously, he decided to play along.
He looked toward the Astra Militarum. It was evident that witnessing their teammates being slaughtered had also angered them.