Chapter 2263: The Puppet King (14)

These blood-red flesh men in front of Arthur are the products of the forcibly necromancy of the living, sandwiched in the embarrassing situation of half-life, although Arthur didn't think that this strange thing could have a powerful attack power from the beginning, but he still kept an eye on these monsters, afraid that there would be some unpredictable changes when they were killed.

His guess was absolutely correct. When he smashed the head of one of the flesh-red men with a crystal spear and took a sudden step back, the body of the fallen flesh-man began to swell, and it swelled to a terrifying level. These guys were like monsters with only bloody muscles left after their skin had been torn all over their bodies, and their bodies had more than doubled the size of real people. Now, the blood-red flesh man who fell to the ground swelled even further on this basis, and it actually swelled more than three times in half a second!

And then ------ pounds!

The monster exploded in an instant. Corpse explosions, living explosions, whatever you call them, it exploded bloody and bloody, and the scene was very scary, but that didn't change. However, the explosion of this thing was amazing, but the actual power was not as terrifying as it seemed, and Arthur had only stepped back and pulled a distance of about five yards from the meat man in the end, and the explosion not far from him had almost no effect on him.

Despite this, the number of these flesh and blood men is staggering, and there are at least thirty of them that Arthur needs to deal with------ this is originally the bandit den of the bone gleagers and thieves, and it is also the center of the bandits' den, it is normal to have this number of bandits, and it is normal for all of the bandits to turn into this kind of monster. No matter how weak these guys are, if they rush over and attack Arthur one after another, or even blow themselves up with Arthur in their arms, Arthur can't bear it!

Something must be done to fend off the onslaught of these guys------ or at least, slow them down!

Thinking like this, Arthur waved his hand continuously, and threw out the rapidly changing crystal throwing spear one after another.

The principle of the crystal gun, Arthur has not yet figured out. But the witch said that he had an alchemical glove in his hand, and Arthur naturally thought that the glove was to collect some elements from the air and refine it into the shape of a crystal spear that he could use as a throwing weapon. Judging from the hardness and lightness of the crystal gun, the actual situation should be the same. It seems that the crystal gun is mainly composed of carbon, which can be transformed into extremely hard carbon fiber, and nitrogen, which is a very inert gas, and then a powerful refrigerant in the liquid state. Regardless of how the alchemical glove had collected such a large amount of carbon and nitrogen in such a short period of time to form crystal spears in such a short period of time, since they had been formed, and their power and hardness were also sufficiently guaranteed, Arthur could safely use this crystal spear for anything other than attacking.

For example, let them form a shape other than a "gun".

Arthur dodged the enemy charge with a backward jump, while slamming the ground with his alchemical glove. The ground stabbed a sharp wall of crystal in the direction of his palm. The crystal wall, hard and spiky and shaped like a fence, was meant to stop the enemy's charge, and Arthur expected it to have at least some effect.

As a result, the crystal wall did not disappoint Arthur------ those bright red flesh men seemed to be brainless guys, and they had been locking Arthur's direction and rushed over, seemingly completely oblivious to the existence of the crystal wall. As a result, two of the flesh figures slammed headfirst into the crystal wall of cloth spikes, and their bodies were pierced with holes by countless sharp spikes. They writhed strangely a few times, began to swell, and then exploded, splattering flesh everywhere, but not reaching Arthur, who was hiding behind the crystal wall.

The crystal wall shattered and scattered all over the ground, already after the explosion. It's hard enough to survive a wave or two of explosions.

More flesh-and-blood men rushed up. Arthur, on the other hand, ran left and right, using flexible movements, with side movement to change the arrangement of crystal walls, and instantly created at least ten walls in the field. Arthur thought that the Scarlet Flesh men would at least be clever enough to dodge the crystal wall and bypass him, but the Scarlet Flesh men were like a swarm of blind flies, slamming into the wall again and again, causing a series of explosions. The number of enemies was drastically reduced in the explosion, and in less than two minutes only a dozen remained. Arthur had thought it would be a difficult battle, but it turned out to be extremely easy with some very simple means. In addition to using the Crystal Wall, Arthur hurls crystal spears at distant enemies whenever he has the strength to do so, killing them at a distance for safer.

[Not bad.] ]

Most of the enemy had been cleared by Arthur, but the brainball-shaped monster had been watching and had not made a move. It had been observing since it had awakened the Necronomicon with the tome, but had done nothing.

[However.] ]

That's when it started to move------ or rather, its tentacles. Its tentacles flipped the pages of the eerie Abyssal Grimoire, the metal pages turning page after page until it stopped at one of the pages it had expected.

[It's just, fearless struggle.] ]

After being flipped to a fixed page, more characters from Abyssal Grimoire: Dimensions of All Worlds floated out, floating in mid-air like holograms.

The brain monster was silently chanting something, and even though Arthur couldn't hear it, he noticed what the monster was doing.

The flesh and blood that had been scattered all over the ground due to the continuous corpse explosions of the flesh people, but at this time, they moved together, and moved around the brain monster, or the Abyss Magic Book.

The fragments of the deceased, which were already dead, wriggled like worms, and when put together, the scene was terrifying. Then, in a strange baptism of green light, the great flesh man stood up. It roared silently.

[Nothing can overcome death.] ]

[Therefore, death is our refuge, and all things cannot escape death.] ]

"What the hell are you talking about...... Arthur snorted, the meaningless sound of chanting rushing into his head, and he began to feel bored.

[Like me, embrace death.] ]

As the sound of heart-to-heart communication fell, the flesh giant lunged towards Arthur.

Arthur, on his side, had already prepared a huge crystal spear, and threw it at the guy's footsteps! He blocked everything in this crystal spear, and he was confident enough in the hardness of the crystal spear that this blow could break the legs of the flesh giant, so that he would make such a powerful attack that would be flawed by itself!

The hard crystal spear pierced the flesh giant's right leg with all its might. The flesh giant with a broken leg loses its balance and begins to fall, and should be out of danger for a few seconds!

And Arthur's side threw something of such a huge mass, and he himself was a little unable to stand, and inevitably stumbled forward. In fact, the other Scarlet Flesh Men on the battlefield have not been wiped out, and at this time, there are still three Scarlet Flesh Men sprinting towards Arthur, and the speed is still quite fast, and it is not easy for Arthur, who has not yet stood firmly, to dodge the sprint and pounce of these guys. But Arthur didn't intend to hide from the beginning, but fell to the ground with the momentum, and then used his right hand as a fulcrum and his left hand wearing alchemy gloves as a force arm to draw circles on the ground. He spun around like this, and in an instant, a crystal wall of almost a circle was formed on the ground, leaving only a small gap behind him for him to advance and retreat. After getting it all done, Arthur leaned over and crouched!

At the same time, the three blood-red flesh men also threw themselves on the crystal wall covered with spikes, exploding! A series of thunderbolts shook the crystal wall, but it failed to blow it up directly, and the crystal wall was not only hard and sharp, but actually had some toughness. Of course, the shattering of the crystal wall was inevitable, and it took about a second before it began to dissolve into countless pieces and scatter on the ground, and Arthur was alert to break away from the crystal wall, fearing that the flesh giant had already risen to his feet and launched the next wave of attack.

The Flesh Giant did launch its next offensive, but it didn't stand up. Strictly speaking, it wasn't even a flesh giant anymore, it fell to the ground and its whole body scattered, turning back into countless pieces of flesh and blood again. But it didn't disintegrate because of this, but turned into a whirlwind of flesh and blood, blowing head-on at Arthur! If you were hit head-on by something like that, I don't know what the effect would be? Arthur didn't want to know, anyway. Seeing that the Flesh Whirlwind was so close to him, it was too late to dodge, so he simply raised his holy sword and let out a [Spellbreaker]!

No matter how ferocious this whirlwind of flesh is, it is still a pile of flesh controlled by evil spells such as necromancy. [Spellbreaker] is just a kind of "anti-magic" that dissolves the effect of magic, and under that holy milky white light, all evil spells, all abnormalities and mysteries, will be dismantled!

The fact is that the [Spellbreaker]'s powerful photon explosion shockwave not only disintegrated the oncoming and menacing whirlwind of flesh and blood, but even shook it apart, shattering it to pieces, leaving its momentum gone.

[Huh......]

Perhaps it was because Arthur was more powerful than the brain monster had imagined, or perhaps because it had never expected the invincible flesh giant it controlled to lose in the first place, and the brain monster looked a little surprised. Its proud undead legion had been wiped out in a matter of minutes, and it was now the only one left.

"Have you finished the trick?" Arthur looked at the brain monster coldly, and pulled out the true blade of the Seraphic Holy Sword. The milky white light reflected the hall that was originally full of evil and bloody atmosphere, and it was not so evil. Maybe this is the fact that evil does not prevail over good.

"If you can't come up with more tricks, then I'll do it!" said King Arthur without emotion, and rushed forward with his sword raised.