Cursed Immortality

Jacob suddenly put a hand in his inner pocket and pull out a blue landmine, he waved the landmine on the tree and coolly said, "I wonder if throw this in this hole, will you crawl out or not!"

"It seemed you have some skills to even acquired that intermediate smoke-mine without blowing yourself up. But are you sure you wanted to meet me?" The voice still sounded indifferent.

Jacob, however, didn't buy that calm act and sneered, "If you wanted to buy time for your pet to come here, I promise I'll throw it inside before I leave. What do you think will happen then?"

Truth be told, Jacob didn't want to waste this smoke mine, since it was probably the Glean Gnomes' trump card to get rid of a powerful opponent like him.

That's why he was threatening, and he also wanted to see just how much this mine can scare this hob troll who was as strong as him.

"Since you wish for death, I'll grant your wish." The husky voice was icy cold, but there was a hint of anger in his voice this time.

Jacob's lip curled. He didn't want to go inside the hideout where this hob troll had an absolute advantage, since he knew where the traps were set and how to activate them.

Fighting outside was the best option, and he now had some idea just how scary this mine was, so he quickly put it away and took out two white smoke mines, and without any hesitation, he threw them inside with a wintry smile.

'If you think I'll let you walk out without any consequences, then you are a moron,' Jacob sneered before he quickly dashed toward the tree.

He never said he will fight fairly, besides if that mutant came back he might not handle two of them together, and then he had to kill the mutant as well that be a great waste.

Furthermore, the ladder seemed to be destroyed by the mutant when it crawled upward. He wanted to see how that hob troll will climb up with that annoying smoke.

Jacob quickly pulled out his titan sniper, and after connecting it, he aimed it toward the hole. The moment that hob troll appeared, he will not hesitate to shoot him.

However, smoke suddenly started rising, covering the entire hole.

Jacob frowned, but he didn't move from his position while staring at the smoke. He was also alert for any movement of that mutant.

When a minute passed, Jacob suddenly noticed someone flying out the hole, and when he had a closer look, his expression changed, 'A Stick Grenade?!'

Without any delay, he quickly took cover. He never thought this opponent was this resourceful, and this also take away his chance of killing that guy in one shot.

With a booming sound, the smoke and dust cover the area.

Jacob quickly attached the sniper to his back before he drew one short sword in one hand while a black shotgun appeared in another hand. It was the shotgun he had made himself, and it was far more powerful than those low-quality shotguns he acquired.

Jacob suddenly heard quick footsteps coming his way.

'He knew I'm here!' Without any hesitation, he shot in that direction!

'Boom…'

"You're not just talking, huh? But if you think these bullets can touch me, and this is where your confidence came from, then you're already dead!" The hob troll sneered.

Jacob heard something flying right toward him.

'This bastard.' He knew this was another stick grenade and quickly dashed toward another tree.

"Boom…"

The tree was blown into debris.

"Since you wanted to play. Let's play!" Jacob's voice was icy cold, and without any hesitation, he dashed toward the hob troll while putting the shotgun away, and he drew his second short sword.

"You're not afraid of death, aren't you?" The hob troll clearly heard Jacob coming, and he seemed to want just that.

Jacob saw a tall figure wrapped in a dark cloak at this moment. But his focus turned on the long two-meter-long black spear in this figure's hand, especially the dark spear blade. It was five feet long and extremely sharp.

'Titan Iron?' Jacob instantly identified the blade, since he had worked with the titan iron, and his blade was the same.

However, that spear was made with extremely high craftsmanship while his swords were made by Isaac, who was only a blacksmith in a small town.

The cloaked hob troll also seemed to spot the two-short sword in Jacob's hands.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

"Who are you?" His voice was stern with a hint of shock. He knew the titan iron wasn't something just anyone could gain.

"Your death," Jacob smirked before he slashed his left sword toward the hob troll's hand.

"Hmph, big words." The hob troll's voice was mixed with rage. He swung his long spear vertically without giving Jacob's short sword any chance of approaching him.

However, when both blades clashed, sparks appeared, and when the hob troll thought Jacob would be sent flying, but on the contrary, he felt a tremendous force behind that strike.

'A-A… A rank?! How is that possible?! He's not human!' The hob troll was shocked this time because he was a hidden A rank expert and didn't achieve it by himself as well.

That's why he knew better than another just how powerful an A-rank expert was and how difficult to enter this rank was for races in the uncommon region.

Before, he thought this masked man was from humans, but he knew humans didn't have any A rank expert, nor had they had such support to help them reach this rank.

That's why he quickly assumed Jacob from the rare region and he was probably hired by the Glean Gnomes to protect their people in secret. His absolute confidence in winning this fight also crumbled when this realization struck him.

Jacob was also slightly shocked when he felt his opponent wasn't weaker than him at all.

It was his first time clashing with someone who could take his full force attack and remain standing.

They both move back a few feet after their first clash.

The hob troll coldly asked, "Who are you, and why are you getting in my way? Do you know the consequence of hindering the business of Killer Skull Society?"

Before the hob troll wanted to kill Jacob, but now that he has a taste of Jacob's strength, he knew winning against Jacob would exhaust his most trump cards, which he didn't want.

Furthermore, the mutant was still hunting those mercenaries, and Jacob didn't give him any chance to summon it back when he threw those smoke mines inside.

That's why he stated the name of the organization behind him because in his mind Jacob was from the rare region and in the rare region very few powers provoke the Killer Skull Society because everyone knows the members of Killer Skull Society were all suicidal lunatics.

Not even an A-rank mercenary would clash with Killer Skull Society alone or he had to look over his shoulder all the time.

A sudden realization dawned on Jacob, he couldn't help but sneer, "So, you are one of the clowns of that clown society. I was just wondering where I had seen this kind of dressing before."

"You dare to spout nonsense about my society? Do you dare to reveal your background?!" The hob troll was furious when he heard Jacob's belittling tone.

But he was secretly more vigilant about Jacob's background now.

Jacob sneered, "I'm the Protector of the Zodiac Taurus Bank in the uncommon region, and I don't want your clown society hindering our business, so give me the control of that thing and scram."

Jacob also didn't want to get in the fight with this hob troll now. First, he wasn't confident in stopping him, and second, he still didn't know all of his hidden trump cards.

So, it wasn't worth fighting him as long as he can trick him into submission and make him give up the mutant.

That was why he simply bluffed about being the Protector of the Zodiac Taurus Bank. Although he had no proof, his strength was enough proof and his opponent would also think this way.

"Protector of Zodiac Taurus Bank?" The hob troll was shocked.

The bigwigs of the three hegemonies weren't something even the Killer Skull Society provoked.

ραпdα nᴏνɐ| сom However, the hob troll was completely unwilling because they had exhausted vast resources to make that mutant and even tricked a race of the rare region.

That mutant was a crucial part of their plan.

How could he hand it over so easily?

"If your excellency is willing to back down, I'll compensate you with 10 Million Gold Coins and won't cause much trouble in the humane kingdom." The hob troll tone wasn't arrogant anymore, as he didn't want to fight Jacob to death.

Jacob couldn't help but smile coldly and shook his head, "I want that thing. You can do whatever you want as long as you stay away from my business. Or I can issue an order to every mercenary branch in the uncommon region to hunt every single member of your clown society!"

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