Chapter 142: Mythical Battle

"Valkyrie!" Galadia suddenly sensed a powerful aura, and turned her head to look at the armored van not far away while alerting her teammates.

A huge pale and gaunt figure stepped out of the carriage, his two-meter-long hand hanging down to his ankles, and he grabbed a headless corpse and raised it to his mouth from time to time to lick it.

The creature was 4 meters tall, but thinner than the worst of the famine-victims, with skin covered in bones, barely a bit of flesh, and an unnaturally swollen lower abdomen. The fanged mouth takes up half of the face, and the other facial features are barely visible.

"Cataclysmic test subject. Race: Mutant. Attributes: Strength 40, Agility 35, Stamina 20, Perception 5, Intelligence 5, Spirit 5.

Special Skill 1: Mutant Limbs LV2, which increases HP by an additional 2000 points.

Special Ability 2: ???

Special Ability 3: ??? ”

As soon as Valkyrie noticed the creature, a headless corpse slammed into her. The red-haired girl sped away from the corpse before colliding head-on with the cataclysmic test subject.

The sheer force slammed into Valkyrie's round shield, knocking her whole body flying. Galadia drew three long arrows and aimed them at the cataclysm.

Three streamers of light struck the catastrophic body's thighs, arms, and waist at the same time, causing the ugly and pale monster to tremble.

The battered cataclysm turned angrily and pounced on Galadia again. Hei Changzhi also didn't dare to resist the impact of the cataclysmic transformation head-on, and he had to avoid a roll to the right.

Unbeknownst to him, the catastrophic had extremely long arms, waving and whistling in the wind, pumping the dodging Galadia squarely. The black long spun like a spinning top and flew out......

"Come behind me!" Valkyrie yelled and threw his spear at the catastrophant. A blue beam of light pierced the mutant's clumped back, nearly pinning it to the ground.

Before the catastrophant could pull out his spear, Valkyrie flipped his wrist and threw another white spear at the catastrophant.

The metamorph swung its massive arms and flew spears while holding the blue spear in its backhand, howling as it pulled out of its body.

Before it could pull out half of it, a series of meteors fell from the sky, and the cataclysm hurriedly blocked it with his hands, and the meteors pierced through its wrists and then through its shoulders. The metamorph was poked like a pierced dough, with holes everywhere.

Galadia put away her longbow, and the meteor-like burst just now seemed to be taking a toll on her, and she had to stop and catch her breath. Valkyrie also took out a long sword and slowly approached the cataclysm who was shot and paralyzed to the ground under the cover of the shield.

The Metamorph struggled desperately after being battered, drew its blue spear and tossed it aside, sprang to its feet, and glared at each other with Galadia.

Galadia's meteoric burst of fire just now consumed her a lot, and her mana was almost exhausted now. She endured a flurry of headaches, ready to see the state of the cataclysm.

“Wryyyyyyyyy!”

The catastrophant's wound closed quickly, and with a hard kick of both legs, it pounced on Valkyrie.

Valkyrie had been watching the monster's movements, and immediately put away his round shield, clenched his spear in both hands, and rushed towards the cataclysm.

Just as he was about to collide, Valkyrie spun lightly in mid-air, avoiding the catastrophant's claws, and the blue spear aimed at the catastrophant's boneless shoulder socket and stabbed out with a single shot.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The catastrophant let out a scream, and flapped his hands in the air twice before falling to the ground with a thud, black pus and blood pouring out of the wound.

"It's a lot of strength, but it's still too tender for a warrior~" Valkyrie pulled out his spear and stabbed it in the back of the neck.

After killing the Avalanche, a pair of blue gauntlets are dropped, increasing critical hits and strength. Galadia was still in a headache, so she shook her head and passed.

This monster doesn't drop anything like a serial number description, presumably some kind of monster that the SCP has cultivated itself.

The two cleaned up the battlefield and took away the weapons and ammunition, but the distinctive vehicles were left behind to avoid causing further trouble.

"That tree man~ is still in the woods." Valkyrie looked at the gloomy forest.

"It's okay to leave it alone. The Foundation has suffered heavy losses today, and it will definitely bring more troops to clean it up, so naturally it will not let go of the serial number 2-711-1. Galadyatsa looked at the District Commander's drops, "I was going to say that......"

"But now I've changed my mind."

Once again, the two beauties returned to the dense forest.

Serial Number 2-711-1 had just sprouted, barely indistinguishable from the plopping sapling, shaking two young leaves dancing in the breeze.

Suddenly, two pairs of slender legs appeared next to the young shoot, and the little sapling instinctively wanted to escape, but it could not move without legs and feet, still buried in the soil.

"This is serial number 3-726, also known as the Humanoid Life Directional Attribution Potion." Galadia shook a small bottle, "This item from the Foundation can increase the intelligence and sense of belonging of the Treants, and at the same time, the Treants may lose an inherent skill. ”

"Hmm~" Valkyrie nodded, "Can you speak Chinese?" ”

Galadia slowly poured the pale blue potion onto Serial Number 2-711-1, and the small sapling quickly burst through the ground, growing two small legs and bouncing towards her.

"Wow!" Valkyrie exclaimed.

"From now on, Serial Number 2-711-1 is our summon. Hmm~ It seems that it has lost the ability to onomatopoeia, but it has gained the ability to think and communicate independently, and after being wiped out in each world, it needs to return to the spatial rift to spend universal points to regenerate. As its owner, you can automatically master some of the Tree Language, and the rest needs to be self-taught. Why don't you try it first? ”

"I'm Groin!" The little sapling, which was less than ten centimeters tall, snorted at the two girls.

"Tregregory (Juvenile). Race: Treants.

Special Skill 1: Sprout, after the Treant is killed, it can be resurrected in the spatial rift.

Special Skill 2: Cell Division, Treants can replicate their bodies on nearby plants, creating a Treant warrior that can fight, the number does not exceed 2, and the cooldown is 24 hours. (This skill requires a Treant who has passed his infancy to cast it.)

Description: Treants are a race with a very high growth potential, and although Groin has lost its onomatopoeic abilities, it can still gain other abilities as it grows. ”

"Yikes! It's so cute! I'm Valkyrie! Valkyrie crouched down and touched Groin's leaves.

"I'm Groin!"

"I'm Valkyrie."

"I'm Groin!"

……

"Little sapling, are you kidding me!"

Valkyrie...... It speaks in the Treant language," Galadia said, smiling on her forehead, "Well, that means it's my summon. ”

"I see!" The red-haired girl teased the little tree man curiously, "Huh? I can understand, doesn't it say it's called Groin? ”

"No, that's a feature of the treeman. Its first sentence does say its own name. That's not what I meant when I was Groin in the second game. ”

"What does that mean?"

"The meaning of the second sentence is - may I ask you, are you my master?"