Chapter 10: Sea Devils

Is the true body of the blood mud just a monster's lair?

Caster perfectly illustrates that this is not the case at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Knight's original plan was to use the wind to peel this mass of flesh from the ground and then force it into a single one in the air, and then whether it was the complete liberation of the chariot that Rider had not yet shown, or Saber's Oath Sword, or even one of his two treasures if he didn't save mana, he could solve this thing.

After all, the most annoying thing about this thing so far is that it's too large and hard to get rid of.

Now, however, there is no need to do so.

Caster didn't know what he had done, but he had caused bones to appear in the mash.

Then, with a disgusting chewing sound, the unseemly mass slowly stood up, turning into a face at least nine meters tall and dripping with blood all over its body, like a mass of flesh and ice sculptures that were melting at a high speed.

Even more, disgusting!

If the pool of blood feels like a 'hellish horror', then it's undoubtedly a 'hellish creature'.

No, it can't be said to be biological.

It's just a dead body.

It's just a corpse...

Cut...

"Is there anything else you can do now?"

"Do you need my solution now?"

Rod replied with a wry smile, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If you want to use the wind to forcibly shape the enemy, the mana required is definitely not low, and that is not the level of the Wind King Enchantment.

If anything, it was probably enough for Rhodes to launch an incomplete gun throwing to liberate three times.

And this amount is enough to seriously hurt Bersaker...

But now, why don't you use the Noble Phantasm?

Rod set his sights on Saber.

But the problem is, it's not that I don't want to, but I can't...

Saber clearly understood Knight's expression, but he could only smile wryly and shake his head to indicate that he had no choice now.

The damage done to her by Lancer's Yellow Rose was too much of a negative effect. If nothing else, the Sword of Victory of the Oath alone, this demand for 'full force', is now unusable by the severed tendon in his left arm.

It's really...

"Don't be in a daze..."

The voice of the caster was heard, accompanied by the heavy footsteps of the flesh golems striding towards this direction and the growing tide of monsters. It was as if the sound of something being crushed was not physically, but completely psychologically, oppressing everyone present.

Alice Phil finally couldn't help but bow her head and start retching.

"Vomit..."

The smell of blood, too pungent.

"Hmph..."

The laughter of the caster from above, and the faint sound of a ballad...

"Horror"

Webb couldn't help but mutter.

“・・・”

There's no way to argue with that, because that's exactly what it is.

Caster is undoubtedly a madman, and an undoubted hero, once a great French hero, a follower of Joan of Arc, and how can he be a joke clown?

But after such a person falls, it can only be called a horror, right?

"Are you satisfied~Your Highness the Holy Maiden~~ This feast is dedicated to you and God~~"

That's blasphemy.

Black, incomprehensible witty humor, turned into horror.

On the high platform built by the demons, the caster was gradually sinking into the strange crowd.

Instinctively, the heroes present all felt it.

Something terrible is about to happen...

"Tsk..."

Lustia gently hugged Rhodes behind her back, and the wind of the Holy Green merged with Rhodes.

Unwilling to just look at it like this, Rodriten raised his right hand and shot three spiral storm magic bullets, but they were useless.

The violent magic bullets were completely wiped out by the endless number in the tide of the demons dancing, and they were wasted on the miscellaneous soldiers who couldn't even get close to the caster, and the dozen or so miscellaneous soldiers who were shattered were replenished from the invisible place without even a breath.

"If it goes on like this, it's endless"

Rider was rare in seriousness, grinding his fist against his temple.

"If you have time to talk about this, let's go first..."

Now the question is, how much magic does the caster really have!?

From the beginning to the present, the endless summoning, even with the Snail City Textbook, is exaggerated to the point of exaggeration. No matter how you think about it, it's abnormal to the point of exceeding.

Well, there's just one question left to consider.

Victims, how many exactly!?

Tut!!

"What's the matter~ Why don't you come? Heroes? No, you really want to kill me?"

I can't stop it.

All the monsters melted into one, turning into filthy 'evil', and the caster gradually sank into it.

Eaten?

Answer, no.

Just like the flesh puppet just now, the evil that Caster had integrated into gradually began to distort and deform, turning into a disgusting state that was as unique as the previous monster.

How, exactly?

"Impossible, even if it's a heroic spirit, as a mere projection, how can he control such a thing?"

It's too strong...

Dark green, a muddy thing with a large number of tentacles growing in the same pool, it is undoubtedly a high-level monster. How can the magic talent of the caster, who relies on the magic book to reach the caster level, be controlled?

The flesh golems have rushed up, an enemy that the lancer's type can't deal with.

No matter how good his magic spear is, it will still be in vain in the face of such a huge size.

The enemy's resilience is too irritating, and only you can fight against such an enemy.

Rhodes rushed forward with his greatsword in tow, the wind reattached to the sword he swung.

Unlike the Wind King's enchantment, which is used to conceal the blade, his wind is completely aggressive, like something like explosive armor - just one blow, the blade first tears through the criss-crossing skeletal armor of the flesh golem, and then presses the 'wind' into a depth of nearly half a meter.

Jumping back, the exploding blood was as dense as a torrential rain.

"No, it's not controlling, caster... can't be controlled. ”

Webb had already vomited and turned blue.

He leaned against the wall of the carriage and poked his head out of the metal fence, looking rather embarrassed with filth hanging from the corner of his mouth.

But he pointed at the monster with certainty, and said in a confident tone.

"That's not control...

“？”

Don't say it's a knight, even lancer, saber, rider don't understand what it means.

In terms of the Demon Dao, although it can't be said to be ignorant, it's too difficult to make the Heroic Spirits proficient in everything.

But fortunately, Alice understood...

"You mean..."

The long-term upbringing has kept Alice from being too out of shape.

She looked at the knight who was swinging his sword and bursting out of the wind pressure to repel the huge flesh puppet again, shattering the monster's left hand, and then at the huge sea demon that was squirming and seemed to be crawling slowly onto the shore, and a flash of realization flashed in her heart.

"You're saying that thing wasn't controlled at all, it was just summoned!?"

It's the worst case scenario!!

"What do you mean?"

In the current situation, it is only a matter of time before the flesh golem is defeated, but if the sea devil arrives on the battlefield, it will be a different matter entirely.

Do you want to liberate the Noble Phantasm?

Rhodes stared at the giant sea devil and secretly calculated.

Although the enemy's body is excessively large, the height alone is tens of meters, which is even more excessive than the king squid and the like in the deep sea, but there should still be a weakness, right?

"That is, if it's just a summon, it doesn't matter if you can control it or not. ”

Alice Phil's face turned blue, but she still spoke quickly.

"In other words, that thing just came to hunt for food..."

Predator...

When I turned my head, I saw on my back the mouthparts that were stacked on top of each other, as terrifying as a large grinder, and in the deep esophagus, there were more than a dozen layers of mouth like a knife wheel...

Tut.

"Oh, but isn't that kind of thing sustainable?

Rider squinted.

"That's the key..."

Alice was in a cold sweat on her forehead, she had already figured out what Caster had done, but this only made her even more confused about what Caster was going to do.

"Textbook of Luoyan City, he made himself and that thing into the heart of that monster..."

That's it.,This monster consumes a lot of mana.,But it's because of the high consumption, so it can't be beaten.,But the humans eaten by this monster will be made into magic by the 'heart' of the Luo Oblivion City Textbook.,Supply the monster...

This is, loop...

"In other words, can't you not annihilate it?"

"In that case, the whole city will be eaten up in just ten hours..."

Is there anything worse than that?

Yes ...

Seeing Saber's sword full of magic power that rushed forward, it easily opened a terrifying wound on the sea devil's body that was more than three meters long and half a meter deep, but the next moment the wound was immediately healed.

Rod deeply understood this fact: things were really a little out of control...