This black crystal, which originally belonged to Oran, has now fallen into the hands of the one-eyed owl, and only then does Oran remember that this black crystal, which is not small in size and even far exceeds that of the giant king Kudelt, was given to him by the queen ant in the nest under the giant tree.

Orlan hadn't had a chance to figure out how Sombra could use it directly, so he was looking forward to how this thing, which the One-Eyed Owl regarded as a treasure, could be directly exploited by the undead.

"Boy, I'm sure it's a mistake you'll regret for the rest of your life, and you shouldn't have let me get it. You will understand what true power is! I saw that the one-eyed owl couldn't wait to throw the little black crystal into his mouth, chewing it raw like chewing beans.

Oran had never thought that the use of Sombra would be so simple and crude, or that the constitution of the undead was just adapted to this kind of thing that came from the condensation of the dead man's body. Is it like dust to dust, dust to dust, and the soul of the dead to the dead?

"Huh...... This feeling, I have a new life, hehe...... Yes! With the one-eyed owl's crazy roar, I saw that the withered and rotten skin of his whole body was crumbling, and the musculature was expanding, bulging, blooming, and exploding as if it had burst, and then new granulations grew on top of the pile of rotten flesh, constantly probing, twisting, and finally joining into new deformed flesh.

I believe that this feeling must be several times more painful than being beaten into minced meat by Orlan just now, and the poor one-eyed owl may not even know himself now. But it was all worth it, he withstood the baptism of the violent energy in the black crystal, except for the imperfection of his form, his strength undoubtedly climbed to a new level.

For the one-eyed owl, this black crystal gave him the transformation and new life he had always dreamed of.

"Ah...... Yes! Boy, let me, eat you! The one-eyed owl roared in a rough voice, and seemed to be unable to express the anger in his chest with a single sentence. He raised his arm, which had swelled several times, and slammed it into the ground, which suddenly dented and cracked, and boomed...... Together with his body, he fell from the second floor to the floor of the hall.

Orlan stared at the barely humanoid muscular monster, undoubtedly the most formidable foe he'd ever faced. With the exception of the Giant King, the dying legendary creature seemed to hold on to the empty shell at the end of its life, waiting for Orlan to end his life as fate had arranged for him.

At this time, the one-eyed owl has absorbed black crystals that are even greater than the soul of the Giant King, at least the current one-eyed owl is much more dangerous than the dying Giant King.

"Lilian, Julia will leave it to you, at least for the time being. And you, give me the sword in your hand, and hide as far as you can in the end. After Oran had finished speaking to Lilian, he "ordered" Baron Pergaine, and even forcefully snatched the sword from his hand.

The baron had never been treated so rudely, but the few monsters or humans in front of him who could obviously blow him up at will made him no longer able to argue. In Orlan's opinion, the aristocratic spirit he upholds has made him a dignified nobleman before he has run away like other ordinary people.

"Nothing else, I'll gather all the Pagain guards, I don't want you to tear down my castle. You don't know what the magic is, but be sure not to hurt Yuria. "Baron Pagain wouldn't be stupid enough to wait here to die, but he doesn't see that he is so obsessed with Yuria.

The battle was undoubtedly theirs, and Orlan and Lillian rushed towards their respective enemies.

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If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Lilian would never have imagined that the seemingly delicate and powerless Yulia could make such a big noise as a warlock and have so many means of attack.

Because she had the impression that alchemists were nothing more than old men who dealt with bottles and jars and all kinds of plants, plants, and herbs in the alchemy room, or witches like Devra who could be used to scare children.

But an unheard-of and bizarre profession like Yulia, who calls herself an "engineering alchemist", can cause such great damage.

However, Lilian thinks that she has figured out the details of Yuria, no matter what kind of alchemist's greatest weakness is without exception, it is an ordinary human body. Unlike knights or warriors or even thieves, they will be systematically trained and strengthened in all aspects of their bodies, and they can effectively avoid all kinds of damage. By throwing explosives as easily as Yulia did, Lillian was confident that she could easily dodge them, and quickly lost all combat effectiveness when she got close.

With the strength to charge on the battlefield, although there were no horses to help, Lilian's barefoot every step was closing the distance between her and Yuria.

...... Boom! Unexpectedly, just when Lillian felt that her shot was foolproof, a bright white lightning bolt appeared from the ground and hit her directly, this power penetrated the surface of her skin to her internal organs, fortunately, from the knight's practice, prayer, and the divine power stored in her body helped her resist this impact.

But her charge had been interrupted in the middle of the process, and she had to fall backwards to avoid the snake-like thunder and lightning.

Bang! At this time, Orlan and the one-eyed owl collided again as scheduled. Oran's left fist and One-Eyed Owl's right fist collided like two hard hammers. The collision, which came and stopped at an abrupt stop, even stirred up a circle of smoke and dust, mixed with the small stones, and spread out in all directions around them.

"Hehe, white-haired boy, I didn't expect you to be able to compete with me now! It really surprised me, but it excites me even more! I really don't know how strong I will become after eating you? Haha! "The one-eyed owl's close, fanged mouth drips viscous liquid.

"It will make me so happy that the prey looks at me like this, and the beasts will still want to eat me until I kill them." Oran was already immersed in the thrill of the hunt, and he was completely different from his usual two. The upturned curvature of the corners of his mouth and the pupils that look like a vertical line all interpret what it means to be intoxicated and even crazy.

As Morgan had said, Orlan was a natural hunter, a hunter who only existed to kill and end life. Despite Morgan's best efforts to change Oran, he knew he had failed before he died.

But he didn't regret it.

"Come on! Let's see who ate whom?! "The mad one-eyed owl has recalled the young but cruel white beast four years ago, tearing, chewing and even swallowing each of his men. Only the one named Oran has ever seen what a terrifying creature hides beneath that beautiful and even monstrous skin.

It is ferocious, cold, savage, and sensitive, it is not bound by any human weapon, and it is bound to devour everything that lives......