The Strongest Conquest System

Such an unnoticeable oddity went unnoticed by all the grouped together Trolls, but by some unknown instinct, they were able to immediately tell that the 'casting' had commenced.

It seemed like a small minority of them were capable of using a type of discernment technique. Using such a technique swiftly allowed them to find the intruder in the dimly lit, constricted area they were in.

...

Azmond had another quest pop up a few minutes ago that informed him of the existence of a 'Troll Lair' nearby. And, since he was still on his level grinding journey, he took the lead and followed it like a hound.

The lead (and his Divine Sense) led him directly toward a large, expansive cavern that had a multitude of tunnel ways extending throughout its interior.

Subsequently, entering the cavern, followed by a few dozen Troll decapitations, led him to the present

He had heard that Trolls were supposed to be some of the more resilient monsters from fantasy books in his past life; however, reality often disappointed.

"..."

** Swish! ** ** Argghhh!!! **

They were nothing more than larger goblins in the eyes of Azmond, alive one second and dead the next.

Little did he know that the Troll race was indeed capable of regenerating at insane speeds if not disposed of fast enough. But what use is extreme regeneration if you were dead before it kicked in?

Speaking of extreme regeneration, he had honed his comprehension of his 'Boundless Restoration' skill and managed to officially get it to level 1!

Although he only accomplished such a feat after acquiring the help of a Troll he captured before enacting his mass extermination fest!

The Troll that 'helped' him was a larger troll, around 50 feet, that he found wandering around outside the cavern. After he got done 'using' it, it said it was the 'General' or some garbage when on death's door.

But he could care less if you were some 'General' or whatever, so he left that Troll without a head...

.....

Blood flowed like the red Nial Sea, as the only scent that could be smelled within many miles was the overbearing stench of iron that pervaded the air.

And the source of the malodorous smell making itself known to the world was none other than the deep cavern Azmond was currently conducting a dance of death inside of.

His long, 6 foot, slick black katana made its way into all the Trolls that crossed his path as large, green monsters over 20 feet tall never stopped falling to the hard ground surface in more pieces than could be counted.

*Ding!* *Experience +4000*

*Ding!* *Experience +5000*

*Ding!* *You Have Leveled Up!*

*Ding!* *Experience +8000*

*Ding!- Yo-*

The constant ringing of the notifications from his Boundless System never stopped going off as his endless mowing down session of the massive trolls ensued.

The elation coursing through his veins upon hearing the sound of the System essentially telling him he had gotten stronger would never get old for him.

Boundless had repeatedly informed him that he could mute the notification pop-ups, but he immediately returned such ludicrousy with an incredulous stare.

According to her, his words were something along the lines of, 'Are you damn well crazy?!? Why would I turn off such Heavenly Music?!?'

....

The helpless girl in question lay outside the large cavern, sunbathing on a beach chair that Azmond materialized for her upon her request.

Her sweaty, milky white breasts with their perky tips were covered up by a dastardly cover-up technique!

Known as a swimming suit

Such bundles of jiggly joy were concealed from the world by those two thin pieces of cloth! However, that didn't stop the sweat being produced by her body from sliding down all those lusty, glistening slopes of hers.

A sexy sight was an understatement for the scrupulous-looking figure that the brown-haired beauty possessed!

If you looked close enough and at the right angle, you could bear witness to the sensational sight of the sweat sliding down her two perky bunniesbounce off her mountain tops and land near her honey cave of wonders.

There was no telling if Azmond could hold himself back if he were here right now, viewing such an indescribable sight

Her light, blue bra, and panties in the form of a swimming suit were the only things preventing a blessing from being born in the world of Asterion.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit cavern, hundreds of feet below the ground surface,.

**Swoosh** **Splurt! **

The sound of blood flying and large body parts falling off humongous creatures echoed out across the deep cavern passageways.

*Ding!* *Experience +20000*

*Ding!* *Experience +40000*

Azmond clawed his way through every single one of the Trolls in elegant fashion as he finally approached the largest Troll.

The ones that were recently cut down appeared to be the Royal Guards or something of the sort, while this one

A colossal monster over 60 feet tall with a large, grotesque face the size of a bus made its grand entrance into the corridor Azmond was in.

** BOOooM ** ** Crash! **

The walls that surrounded Azmond suddenly exploded outwards as a monster that could only be described as a 'Terror' made its way through the other side before its huge, beady green eyes locked gazes with his dazzling blues.

Hot steam came out of the giant Troll's mouth, as his tusks were the only thing preventing his putrid mouth from entering his sight.

It looked to be in a frenzy as its eyes were a deep red color, unlike that of the Trolls that came beforeno rationality was present in that terror-inducing face it possessed

The man taking on the brunt of such animosity took one look at the giant beast before a fierce glint passed through his sapphires.

His indifferent voice soon followed as he spoke in such a way that even a mindless beast would understand what he was attempting to convey.

"You are a big beastie. But it matters not" His dangerous voice leaked out into the Giant Trolls ears before his stalwart figure disappeared from its spot.

He followed up such a disappearing act by flashing at speeds surpassing anything he had ever demonstrated.

His below-zero voice dripped into the Giant Trolls ears like a scythe that already had its target in sight. "For you shall die all the same."