Chapter Seventy-Five: The Roar of the Beast (I)
"Boom--!!!"
The towering castle crumbled and shattered like papier-mâché, the black sun burning in the sky quickly dimmed, and the whole land fell into darkness!
Barely dodging the front, Loren hid in the middle of a crumbling ruin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoTinnitus, dizziness, and violent concussions...... That's all he has now, but at least he's awake...... For the time being, it's still like this.
"Asrael-!!!"
The black-haired wizard with a hideous face shouted desperately, the black fog gradually condensed into a human form beside him, and the equally embarrassed teenager squatted beside him, with a look on his delicate face that something was wrong.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be so crazy......"
"There are too many things you didn't expect!" Loren, who shouted desperately, could barely cover the surrounding voices, and grabbed the young man's beautiful little collar: "What's going on?!"
Whether it's a castle or a burning black sun, everything is just a projection of one's own deep dreams, a distorted appearance of the power of the void - how can the world of such existence "collapse"?!
"Of course it's possible, as long as the other party's will and strength are strong enough, even a false dream can be distorted!" Asriel's scarlet eyes were also full of consternation: "But that kind of price is too great, even for ...... As far as Metzka is concerned, the cost is too great!"
"We may have made a very bad decision...... Loren, it may have made up its mind to kill you no matter what!"
"If I don't, it'll kill me. There was a hint of sarcasm on the black-haired wizard's calm face: "And now... We just outright it off. ”
The cracks unfolded on the ground beneath his feet at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire dream world was collapsing rapidly, and it was only a matter of time before it completely fell apart!
"I'm sorry, dear Loren, but I may not be able to help you......" Asriel's figure slowly dissipated, "But remember, you still have a chance!"
"To destroy this dream, Mezka must have squandered a huge amount of energy, which means that it can no longer maintain such a large body!"
This may be good news, at least not to think about how to fight a forty-meter behemoth...... And when it's no longer so huge, the threat to Loren is much lower.
"So...... Dear friends, I wish you success!"
Asriel's figure vanished completely, a violent roar was heard, and the cracked earth fell apart. Before he could stand firmly, Loren fell into the abyss along with countless shattered rubble!
It's not just cracking, it's the whole dream falling!
Loren could clearly feel that he was falling rapidly, but there was a subtle difference—a violent sense of weightlessness, a shaking world, a roar in his ears, and countless broken images one after another, as if he was falling layer by layer......
What is really "falling" is his own consciousness, but the difference is that Loren's spirit and matter are completely blurred, so he can clearly feel the slight difference between them.
He didn't simply integrate his consciousness into the dream, but the whole person had already stepped into this void and distorted world.
The tremors gradually stopped, and Loren, who was lying on the ground, could clearly feel the coldness of the ground below him. Trying to get up, he found that he seemed to be pressed underneath something, and pushed it away, and an unrecognizable corpse fell beside him, and Loren's eyes widened when he saw his appearance.
Leah ......
The lifeless female elf fell to the cold ground, her twisted limbs hanging disheveled, her chest collapsed, and her beautiful skin was bloodless and gray, like a broken rag doll.
Even though he knew that it was just an illusion, Loren clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails piercing his palms oozing blood, and he picked up the "dragon teeth" and stood up from the ground with difficulty.
The parched and cracked earth, the valley of the Eternal Night Forest shrouded in darkness, the thick smell of blood in the air, the ruins of settlements, and the scorched cloud-canopy trees in the middle of the valley.
On the ruined branches, there were still countless elven bones hanging upside down, and the ominous aura of death enveloped the entire land, it was a bloody horror.
Is this Madska's "dreamland"? Really...... Nauseating.
The nauseous urge constantly stimulated Loren's consciousness, and although he was still able to use spells, he could feel obvious suppression, and coupled with the consumption of energy, he might not be able to hold on for too long.
The huge body of "Mezka", which also fell here, has turned into a pile of rotten wood that has completely rotted, and only the remaining empty shell remains. But...... Vigilance remains necessary.
Cautiously approaching, the black-haired wizard slowly raised his flaming left hand, and the condensed fireball was ready at any time, waiting for the moment when "Mezca" appeared.
"Kill the stranger... Outlander... Damn ......"
The rotting wood shattered, and black shadows slowly appeared in Loren's vision. It roared low like a beast, and its scarlet eyes stared at the black-haired wizard standing in front of it.
No, this is a beast—vicious claws, blue-black, a monstrous twisted pus-like body, and fangs hidden beneath the bloody maw...... The black-red beast crushed the rotten wood around it, roaring angrily.
"Kill... Stranger !!!"
Loren clenched the "dragon teeth" - although Metzka was far less massive than just now, and even smaller than a normal ogre, the momentum was completely different from what it had just been.
Even...... Now it's even more terrifying than before!
For a moment, both pairs of eyes were fixed on each other at the same time. The afterimage of the monster flashed in front of Loren's eyes, and Loren, who reacted immediately, threw the fireball out.
Oops!
The power of the suppressed "Turin Fire" was drastically reduced, and at the same time as the flames burst out, Mezca's figure had already avoided the explosion and pounced on Loren's left side, and the sharp claws were already close to his front door!
Even if he reacted quickly enough, Loren's left shoulder was still left with three blood marks, and the delicate leather armor was almost like papier-mâché, and his entire arm was almost torn in two!
Not only speed, strength, but also reaction time, and even combat experience are far from being comparable to Metzka's just now.
The threat has increased dramatically, and this is not just a danger, but a point of life!
Any mistake, any small mistake, will be immediately caught by this "beast" and then torn to pieces!
The ribs in his chest were screaming, and Loren, who was kicked away, held the "dragon teeth" tightly with both hands, and rolled on the ground in embarrassment to slow down to stop himself.
Without stopping, let alone any movement before exerting force, the roaring beast had already turned into a black shadow, its sharp claws rubbing in mid-air and blooming with sparks, and it jumped to the top of Loren's head!
In an instant, Loren dodged to the right, and the "dragon teeth" that were pierced out missed, and he was grabbed by the beast as soon as he finished collecting the gun.
"May the void be with you—!"
The gray-blue beam tore open its skin, black pus splattered out, and the painful Ezka directly dragged the barrel of the gun and threw Loren out of the whole person, and then jumped into the air!
"Turin Fire"-!
The black-haired wizard forced back Mezka's pursuit by exploding, but the disadvantage remained—the moment he barely landed, the black shadow rushed up again.
The battle had only just begun, and Loren had been forced to retreat to defend more than once, and even desperately dodged, while barely hurting the opponent's hair!
And he also had a hunch that this monster didn't do its best!
It is very angry now, but it is precisely because of its anger that it does not intend to kill itself immediately, but slowly grinds itself to death, bleeding itself little by little, waiting for itself to exhaust its strength.
I was about to be squeezed to the limit, I didn't even have room to breathe, and even a moment of relaxation would be torn to shreds...... The most important thing is that this way of fighting the other party is really inexplicably familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it.
Wait, can't it be......
The moment the black shadow approached, Loren, who raised the spear sideways, did not leave, as if he had accepted his fate, and was ready to use the "Turin Fire" to die with the beast.
"Boom-!!!"
The strong wind of the explosion directly lifted the two figures out at the same time, and they struggled to get up after falling to the ground, but there was a bit of a crazy smile on their faces.
"I didn't think I could play with my hands, did you, you brute who imitates someone else!"