Chapter 2266: The Puppet King (17)

"Hmm, what's going on?" the mercenaries must have been surprised when they got up from the ground and saw the bandits dead and broken flesh.

"You've let me down. Arthur turned his head and glanced at Hanover, the leader of the Crescent Mercenary Regiment, and said coldly: "I paid you to help exterminate the bandits, but you fell for the illusion of that brain monster and all fell, and in the end you still have to rely on myself to fight alone?

＂...... I'm so sorry. Hanover had no room for rebuttal, so he could only apologize vigorously: "I really didn't expect that monster to use illusion and make a mistake." I just remember that before I fainted, there was a white light in front of my eyes, as if it was shooting out of your hand------"

"That's not the point. Arthur interrupted. It's a good thing that the mercenaries didn't see the moment when Arthur used [Spellbreaker], or at least, they didn't see it clearly. In the eyes of ordinary people, this [Spellbreaker] is also something similar to magic, of course, the less people know about it, the better, lest the news spread in the future, and the heretical inquisitors of the Holy See will come to trouble Arthur.

"Anyway, you did that too?" Hanover glanced at the bright red flesh on the ground again. Originally, in addition to their group, there were also a large number of bandits here. The bandits began to kneel in front of the red fountain of blood as soon as they came to this hall, as if they were performing some kind of religious ceremony. According to the memories of the mercenaries, after the brain-shaped monster emerged from the blood fountain, they all fell under illusion, and Arthur was the only one fighting during this time, and it is unknown what happened. Could it be that the seemingly weak blonde boy in front of him wiped out all the brain monsters present, along with the bandits who were at least thirty people?

"Strictly speaking, it was the brain monster who did it. Arthur replied, "It seems that some kind of powerful necromancy was used to turn the living into half-dead dead spirits, and then commanded the living dead to besiege me." As a result, I narrowly repelled the slow-moving living dead, but the brain monster drew the flesh of the living dead into something else. But in the end, I killed it, whether it was the flesh giant it conjured, or the brain monster itself. ＂

"Yes. Listening to Arthur's understatement, Hanover had a vague idea that the reality was much more tragic than Arthur's mouth suggested.

He didn't want to ask about the details.

"So...... "Verne yawned and said, "Heh, it's just right~ I'm sleepy, I can finally go back to sleep." ＂

"Nope. Nantes, the soothsayer in the Crescent Mercenary Regiment, suddenly said, "It doesn't seem to be completely finished." ＂

"Hmm. Arthur sensed something, too, and clenched his Seraphic Sword.

The brain monster that was cut in half by Arthur should have been completely cold. But in reality, it still had a little strength left in its dying struggle, and the sliced brain began to twist and twitch, emitting a mournful sound that was inaudible to human ears.

[It's my ------]

[Don't rob ------]

"I don't know what you're talking about. "Arthur deliberately played dumb.

The thing slowly floated from the ground, as if using some kind of telekinesis to lift itself into the air. Even though it has been cut in half, it is also strange that its two brainballs can still float in the air separately.

"Hey, you have a way to fight illusions, don't get knocked out by this guy's blow again, I'm going to be bothered if I go on like this. Arthur snorted.

"Nantes?" asked Hanover.

"Take them all, this is a special refreshing medicine, which can awaken the mind and lift the spirit. Nantes threw several potions in iron bottles, each the size of a finger, to the crowd: "Drink it." ＂

Arthur also got a bottle. As it happens, he didn't want to risk [the Spellbreaker] being seen by others and use it here again. He drank the potion without even thinking about it.

He also thought that this kind of refreshing medicine would be difficult to drink------ he had drunk all kinds of magic potions before, and there were few that were delicious, and they were basically bitter to death. But this time, the potion Nantes gave him tasted just a little weird, not to the point where words could describe it as unpleasant. A strong mint smell began to rise from the depths of Arthur's throat to the tip of his nose, choking him to tears. That potion should be made from a very powerful awakening substance, whether it can resist hypnotism is another matter, at least it really has the effect of awakening the mind.

Arthur had just drunk the potion to prepare the illusion countermeasures, and the brain monster had already released countless blood-red filaments into the air, as if the nerves extending from its two brain hemispheres------ notice that Arthur had cut the brain monster before, making the brain-like head of the monster flow blood (?) fluid, turning into a shriveled state, but now it maintained this shriveled state, tying the nerve-like blood-red filaments to the bright red minced flesh scattered on the ground.

It's like absorbing nutrients......

[It's me who deserves it!]

[You mortals, disappear for me!!]

(Still eligible...... ）

Arthur couldn't help but feel disgusted.

(Confused by the Abyss Magic Book, even the loss of self turned into this kind of monster that does not resemble a human form.) ）

(What qualifications do you have to talk about an obsessive guy like you?)

"Roar, ah, ------" The brain monster began to swell. Sure enough, because it absorbed the nutrients of the minced meat scattered all over the ground, it was already shriveled and expanded at an alarming speed, turning into two blood-like spheres. Countless blood-red filaments surrounded the orb, making its shape even more incredible...... Incredibly disgusting.

It seemed to be a collection of inferior creatures, with countless pieces of flesh wriggling within the blood-red web. It wasn't the shape of a brain anymore, it could only be said to be a big ball of flesh, a big ball of flesh wrapped around blood vessels.

So ugly, so crazy, this is the end of the road for those who have been driven mad by the Grimoire. If it weren't for the ins and outs of the matter, Arthur wouldn't even be able to recognize the big ball of meat in front of him, which was originally a living human. Seeing the ugliness of the monster in front of him, Arthur was even more determined to destroy the Abyssal Grimoire------ and he would do so one day, as long as he found the right means. Even if the Tome couldn't be physically destroyed, he should at least find a way to seal it away forever so that this evil thing would never fall into the hands of mortals again.

"Bordeaux, work. Seeing the large ball of meat in front of him swell to a dangerous level, Hanover, the leader of the Crescent Mercenary Regiment, shouted.

"Yes, yes. "Scout Bordeaux immediately threw dozens of throwing knives, and threw them continuously, with fluent and refined movements, and it would definitely not take more than two seconds. Arthur saw the flying path of the throwing knife glowing green, and knew that the flying knife itself should be quenched with poison. Poison may be effective for ordinary creatures, but how effective can it be for things that have been polluted by the abyss and have mutated into something other than common sense?

The large ball of twisted flesh was hit by the poisonous throwing knife, and the part turned black slightly, and then dozens of fist-sized pieces of flesh fell off one after another. The black flesh fell to the ground and struggled a few times, and it seemed to be completely dead. It seems that the poison is still effective, but the big meat ball is composed of countless pieces of meat that can be detached, and the poison cannot spread, and the effect is not as good as expected.

"Tsk, it's endless. Bordeaux snorted.

"He's going to fight back, be careful!" Arthur shouted as he saw the big ball of meat begin to squirm unusually. He wasn't very worried that the battle-hardened mercenaries would see through the obvious precursors of the big meat ball's counterattack, but Verne's imp was hard to say------ even if Bedivel was escorting Verne, maybe the imp would still be carelessly attacked?

Fortunately, Arthur reminded everyone like this. In the next second, hundreds of small holes appeared from its body as a large ball of blood flesh floating in mid-air, and a high-pressure stream of water erupted from those black holes...... Or blood flow. The bright red, finger-thick, but very fast flow of blood gushed out in a straight line, so that it was not specifically aimed at anyone in the field, but only continuously radiated a large amount of blood in the general direction, intending to kill everyone in one fell swoop.

"Whoaaaa Because the attack of the blood flow was diffuse, and the farther away it was, the less threatening it was, and the big white wolf retreated to a relatively safe distance with the imp before stopping.

Arthur, on the other hand, used continuous and flexible dodges to dodge one bloody attack after another. Arthur's psychic eye technique is useless here, because the opponent's mind seems to have collapsed a long time ago, the attacks are disorganized, and there is no specific person to launch the blood stream at all, and the trajectory of the blood flow is completely random. But fortunately, Arthur's dynamic vision is good, or the body of the blonde boy he is now controlling has good dynamic vision, and with his reaction speed and vision, he can barely avoid those fast and fast blood flow attacks!

On the mercenary side, except for Hanover, who blocked with a shield, and Bordeaux, a scout who relied on agility to dodge, remained in the front row, and the others had already retreated to a relatively safe distance. The Ranger Milan has already started shooting with his bow and arrow, and the soothsayer Nantes seems to be preparing something.

Arthur didn't have time to pay attention to the group of mercenaries, and he was bent on how to kill the enemy in front of him alone without relying on external forces. Someone is watching him fight, but there are more restrictions, after all, he has many moves that are "forbidden moves" that cannot be freely used under the supervision of others.

Whoosh------ just as Arthur was hesitating about what "non-forbidden" method to use to deal with the enemy in front of him, an arrow suddenly flew in the distance, and landed precisely in one of the holes where one of the large meat balls was opened and ready to squirt blood, and then with a bang, it caused a fierce explosion!