Chapter 239: Demon Sacrifice and Hundred-Legged Demon
"Ciri, do you think the clothes on this corpse look familiar?" Orlan began to wonder about the identity of the corpse.
"You mean Clarna we met in the swamp?" Ciri remembered the woman they had met before entering the lair, the same golden-clad black robe.
"Yes, I never felt that woman had the slightest breath of a living person. But she was clearly not an illusion created by magic. ”
"So you think this corpse is ......"
"Yes, that woman is just a spirit, and this black robe is almost exactly the same as the one on her."
When Orlan touched the corpse, the giant monster behind the two of them became angry without warning. The two even suspect it's a trap!
Bang! The monster's large, thick right limb slammed down to block the two of them's retreat, and then its deformed left limb swung at them one after another.
The ugly head with curved horns and compound eyes opened its huge mouth and roared at them, as if to vent the anger in their hearts. Its abdomen and chest gradually glowed red.
"Damn, I want to do this again!" Orlan knew that what these Chaos monsters liked most was to shoot all kinds of magma, such as Kragg, which was still "ice" in crystals.
And with a mutated monster of this size, I'm afraid that the magma spewed out can flatten the mountain behind them!
"Ciri, hide behind me!" Orlan shouted, and Ciri knew they were in big trouble this time.
Oran drew the wolf's greatsword, held the handle with both hands and slammed the blade into the ground, and then he mobilized the soul power of his whole body and injected it into the greatsword.
Crystallized magic spells mixed with the language of the mutant dragon began to be chanted, and the greatsword was used as a medium for spellcasting instead of a staff, Oran knew that such a moment would only have to give it his all.
"Crystallization Barrier!"
Boom, an indescribable wave of magic poured from the wolf's greatsword into the veins at Orlan's feet, and in the blink of an eye, a crystalline wall rose up in front of them.
The magma slammed down like a waterfall blast, and then it was diverted by the barrier, and the two streams of magma rushed to both sides and slid down the mountain.
Although the crystallized barrier temporarily blocked the monster's magma attack, the next second the opponent swung his fists and smashed up, and Oran knew that he could no longer sit still.
His hands had already begun to condense an elongated version of the golden thunder spear, and then he threw it violently, only to see a golden flash of light through the crystalline wall and attack the monster's giant mouth.
Boom! The lightning bolt from the thunderbolt burst across the misshapen head, a terrible howl followed by a paralyzing effect, and its attack slowed down.
"Take this corpse with us, let's get out of here." Orlan said to Ciri. And Ciri didn't question why he did it.
A skeleton would not be too heavy, and the two of them fled in the direction they had just entered.
The Chaos Monster behind him also took a step forward and chased after him, shaking the mountains for a while, and the huge palms frequently slapped down behind the two of them, striking a burst of pebbles.
Boom, until the two fled to the vicinity of the stone bridge, the monster that seemed to have exhausted all its strength fell headlong on the mountainside.
But it still twisted its head and stretched out its arms to scream in sorrow at the two of them, as if its beloved thing had been taken from it.
Then, with all its strength, it slid down the mountainside and fell into the scorching lava. This result was something the two of them did not expect.
Orlan seemed to sense that it was likely that the giant Chaos monster was guarding the corpse, and that it was only when he accidentally touched the corpse that the monster attacked them.
But he didn't regret doing so, because he knew that only by bringing back Clarna's body could he be freed.
It may have been too cruel to let that poor woman stay alone in the swamp of the sick village and be a lonely ghost all the time.
Of course, it may not be the right choice to snatch her away from the thoughts of another "person", so since only one person can be freed, Oran finally chooses Clarna instead of the unknown monster that continues to fester.
"What are we going to do next?" Ciri asked Oran.
"It's up to you to get her where she should be, by the side of the white spider, and perhaps by the side of her family." Orlan remembered the Age of Ashes, wasn't he the one who found her and her spell codex next to the giant white spider corpse in the demonic ruins beneath the Lake of Ashes?
"What about you?" Ciri felt that Orlan was about to abandon her again.
"It's safer for you to wait there for me, and you see that there may be more difficult enemies to deal with next."
Ciri finally felt that his strength was far from catching up with Orlan, and now he was about to become a burden to him.
The village was fine all the way, but since entering this lair, she has barely played a role, and instead wants Orlan to protect her everywhere.
"Then you promised me to bring Yulia back safely."
"When did I break my word?"
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It has to be said that Orlan, who was acting alone, no longer had too many scruples, and when the monster that continued to festering died, the magma lake under their feet seemed to be at low tide, revealing a lot of ground that could be walked through.
Orlan continued to follow the newfound clues and explore the depths.
During this period, there are many Minotaur Demons and Sheep-headed Demons blocking the way, but it is a good choice to use the power of thunder and lightning to deal with demons. At least most demons are afraid of this power.
Once he truly stepped into the Chaos Wasteland of Izaris, Orlan was able to find traces of demonic relics from his past life in the surrounding buildings and fire-breathing gargoyles.
There are also a lot of giant worms that suddenly pop out of the ground and burst out of the rooftops, and although they are much smaller than the "dragons" that can only discharge electricity in the Ash Lake, the acid they spit out is also very tricky.
Then Orlan finally found a large demon with a staff-like weapon in his hand, apparently a demon priest who was good at casting spells.
And there seemed to be traces of the remnants of the battle just now, especially the traces of scorched flames.
The Demon Priesthood had apparently let Yulia and the Dark Servants go, but it itself had suffered a lot of injuries, and Orlan rushed up to easily take out the big fat guy in a few turns.
Then there was another piece of magma, and Orlan looked up to see a monster that had always looked like a centipede and a scorpion, but with a pair of dragon-like half-bodies.
As soon as they met, it was a stabbing attack, and Orlan dodged it and took a big sword to help it trim its nails, because those barb-like hooks were really uncomfortable.
After getting close, the mutated giant centipede was quickly dealt with, but Oran was pleasantly surprised to find a ring from its corpse, a ring that could resist fire damage. ()
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