Chapter 1410: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (Twenty-Six)

The monster rushed out in a menacing manner, continuing towards the bright spot in the distance. The stench of the corpses it raised made everyone dizzy.

"Oh my God!" Albert covered his nose, but still had the strength to complain, "It stinks! How long has this thing not washed its feet?!"

Bediwell gave the tiger a blank look.

"B-where is it going?" Elaine said as she looked at the monster in the distance.

"Freedom. The werewolf whispered, "Even if it was transformed into that terrible form by the drug, it was still a collection of [people] [people] on the inside. Of course, there will still be resentment, and of course revenge will still be thought about, but what it really wants, in fact, is only one thing, and that is [freedom]. ＂

"Freedom. Seeing that the flood of flesh monsters had almost completely passed, Gwen slowly lowered his sleigh: "It is probably human nature to be like that and still want to be alive and free." I'm glad it didn't give us trouble, but just flowed through. Honestly, I don't want to join them just yet, hehe. ＂

"When it's really dangerous, uncle, you can just put a protective shield or something, and you can survive that torrent of flesh, right?" Albert grinned.

A green veil erupted from the corner of Bediwell's forehead.

"It's impossible," Duke Gwen chatted with the tiger quite familiarly, "If it's three or four times smaller than that thing, the shield should still be able to hold up." But if you are hit by that volume and weight, no matter how strong the shield is, it will break. ＂

Albert continued to talk to Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, unscrupulously, "Hey, I'm disappointed. I thought the Knights of the Round Table were omnipotent, it turns out that you still have something you can't do, uncle~"

"That's your misunderstanding," Gwen said, "the Knights of the Round Table are human after all. If you're human, of course there are limits that can't be surpassed. ＂

More green tendons emerge from the corner of Bediwell's forehead.

The tiger never picks a target, and he actually uses this way of speaking to talk to a big man like Gwen, which is really incomprehensible. You must know that Duke Gwen was also a great king in the past, and his status was not inferior to that of King Arthur's King of Norvi - [Gwen the Ashes]!

Albert, the dead boy, has always called King Gwen [Uncle]. It's unbearable!

"Then again," Bedeville said anxiously to interrupt Gwen and Albert's conversation, "where the hell did Solal go? That monster was so dangerous just now, I hope he wasn't caught up in that kind of thing." ＂

"You don't have to worry about that, Mr. Beddieville. Duke Gwen looked confident: "That kid is special. If he had acted in earnest without any worries, even I would not have been his opponent. To put it simply, he is like [Ghost Card], an [undefeated] existence. ＂

Bediwell's face sank, "Are you just too modest, Lord Gwen?"

"Well, you'll understand one day. The Knight of the Round Table smiled and shook his head meaningfully. His slightly gray beard fluttered in the wind, and it seemed to reveal some kind of secret secret.

At the same time, somewhere outside the underground glass pyramid.

"Woo!" The black-robed man had just been hit hard, blood spurted from his chest, and he fell to his knees weakly.

"Good, so powerful" the black-robed man sighed, "It's completely different from the previous battle"

"Of course, there's no one watching here, and I don't need to show mercy to your men. Solal raised his scimitar and pointed it at the other man's throat.

The Luna Steel Scimitar in his hand glowed red, and white smoke was emitting. The outer blade, made of flexible steel, had been completely vaporized, leaving only a small amount of metal residue stuck to the glass-transparent body of the Luna steel scimitar. And the supposedly transparent blade of the Luna Steel Scimitar was also the main source of blazing red light, and although it was shiny hot, it didn't seem to have any obvious damage.

"And it's more durable than I ever thought. With this weapon that won't be destroyed, it can kill you thousands of times. Solal continued to threaten with a straight face: "So, surrender. You don't even have the slightest chance of winning, and you're just asking for yourself to keep fighting. It is better to surrender as soon as possible while you have not suffered too much. In that case, I can spare you from dying. ＂

It was clear that he rarely said such words to persuade people to surrender, so he couldn't help but stutter and feel uncomfortable when he spoke, and almost bit his tongue.

"Huhuhuhu, don't go to the road, little brother, you really don't go to the road-" The black-robed man sneered and got up from the ground. Despite his scarred wounds, blood gushing out of him with every move, the guy stood up straight, as if he wanted to be careful before he died.

Then he took off his hood. The hood, which seemed to be glued up, had never fallen off in the previous fierce battle, but it was only when the black-robed man took off his own hat that it took the initiative to fall off.

And the moment the hood was taken off, Solal was dumbfounded.

The "man in the black robe" was not a man at all, and it could hardly even be called [human]. The creature's face was distorted, as if it had been eroded by sulfuric acid, and under the almost torn countenance was a face with only a small amount of epidermis and most of the rest of the bare muscles and bones. The exposed veins were like giant worms that were dissatisfied with the face, throbbing and throbbing, adding to the disgusting feeling of the face.

"What the hell are you?" said Solal. Such a twisted monster has almost surpassed the cognition of the magic swordsman.

"It's just a human being. The black-robed sulfuric-faced man sneered and snorted, "Originally, he was just a market hooligan, but he was later sent to this weird research institute to be transformed. After the experiment failed, my face changed to look like this. But don't get me wrong, I'm very grateful to the head of this institute. If I stay here and work, I can have all the money, power, women. Before that, I was just a little bit of a gangster who was a little better than a gangster. ＂

"You've been made like this by those people, and you're grateful to them?!" Solal glared, "It's crazy. ＂

"Probably. Sulfuric acid face continued to sneer: "But as long as there is this, there is this!"

He took out a syringe from his bosom: "Everywhere is [Bliss]!"

Without hesitation, he plunged the syringe with the black potion into his arm. The thick black liquid was injected into his veins and began to produce changes in the black-robed man's body!

"Hahahaha!" The man's body began to swell, and his speech became more and more muffled. But before he was conscious, he insisted on finishing his words: "Let me tell you a good thing! This so-called [Bliss] is actually the blood of the ancient gods. The more you use it, the closer you get to the ancient gods! Humans, monsters, that kind of thing can be anything! I've seen it through, even if you go and be a monster, it's better than monsters like you in human skin!"

The black-robed man's body swelled and enlarged rapidly, and it was actually his head that became the largest. The huge, swollen head looked like some kind of giant deep-sea animal

"Soon all of you will be like me!No difference, no difference—— wait to go to hell!!" The monster's voice was almost crazy, and from the obvious demented words, you could feel that the creature had lost his mind.

"Hey. Solal sighed. It seems that Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, has given the order to capture the black-robed man alive, an impossible task. Even if you bring this monstrous ghost back alive, you won't be able to ask for any information, right?

The sulphuric-faced man was quickly and completely transformed, turning into a large black spider. The spider with its huge, swollen, octopus-like head has many disgusting pits like tonsils, and there seem to be thousands of tiny black insect compound eyes staring at Solar.

The tonsil spider let out a high-pitched, piercing scream, spewing black smoke out of its body. Soral had learned about the smoke with its powerful anesthetic powers, so when the smoke spread, the magic swordsman jumped a few steps back alertly, avoiding the smoke from a distance.

However, something black instantly erupted from one of the spider's eyes, sweeping in a straight line towards Solar. The magic swordsman dodged nimbly, only to see the black lines cut a corrosive trail around him. It was acid, black acid, and it was acid that had been spewing out of the spider's eyes at high pressure! It had carved a pit about ten feet deep and half an inch wide under the floor of the glass cavern, and then it had expanded because of its corrosiveness until it was as wide as a human arm! The lethality of this black acid beam was self-evident, and it was very deadly. A casual hit with this kind of thing can cut a person to pieces, and the wound will continue to expand until the human body is completely eroded and melted by acid!

And the eyes of the tonsil spider are all open, and on that pitted head, there are at least ten thousand eyes!

"Hmph," a drop of cold sweat broke out on Solar's forehead, "It's not bad." ＂

The tonsil spider's tens of thousands of eyes began to work at the same time, and hundreds of eyes began to shoot that corrosive black light every second!

For a while, the black rain fell, and there were deadly trajectories composed of thin black lines everywhere! Those were all dangerous beams that would kill people if they touched it at the slightest touch!

Solal dodged left and right in this barrage, and he was quite embarrassed for a while! And the monster emitted that kind of black smoke all over his body to prevent Solal from approaching!

After the demon swordsman dodged about two thousand attacks, he was a little impatient: "No way, can you only use that." I just hope this weapon will hold up. ＂

He clenched the luna steel scimitar in his hand. After not being used for a while, most of the heat on the scimitar has receded, leaving only a small amount of fiery red afterglow.