Chapter 1429: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (Forty-Five)

"W-This guy is amazing!" exclaimed the four-legged monster with the long scythe. Bedeville's combat power is far greater than it seems, and it is really far beyond the expectations of this group of black-robed monsters!

For Bediwell, this is actually a compliment. But in fact, it is not at all what the black-robed monsters imagined. In terms of strength, especially the basic physical fitness, the werewolf youth could not compare with this group of strengthened people who had been strengthened by [Bliss]. His speed, arm strength, and stamina were theoretically far inferior to any of these weirdos, let alone one against four. He was able to gain the upper hand in such an extremely inferior battle and kill the two of them, not only because he used the tungsten turtle tongue whip in his hand with ease, but also because Bediwell himself had experienced a hundred battles and had already accumulated rich combat experience. It was this gap in combat experience that widened the gap between him and his opponent's hard power, and allowed Bediwell to catch one or two counterattacks and successfully counterattack in a lucky way.

But how long can this good fortune last? The other party is not a complete novice in the battlefield, they have gone from being a light enemy to a great enemy now, and they should immediately use all their strength to kill the werewolves, and it is impossible to give Bediwell a chance to take advantage of it.

"Don't panic!Number Five uses remote assistance, and Number Three and I flank together!" Sure enough, the giant-armed monster with the big sword snorted, "Veruk said, it doesn't matter if you can't come back, in short, launch the latent fangs and completely kill this guy!"

"Understood. The stranger with the scythe snorted coldly, with a hint of generosity.

What the hell is the latent tooth?" Bediwell muttered silently to himself. But the question in his heart will not last, and the other party has already answered this question with actions.

The three black-robed monsters were further monstrous. Their flesh swelled and twisted, and what was already ugly enough was like skin corroded by acid tore further apart, revealing the dark red flesh beneath the skin!

That's right, these guys also have a third stage of transformation. It is estimated that he has completely disappeared his consciousness as a human being, and completely liberated the power of the powerful monster that was originally sealed in his body! This is really getting worse and worse, and the corners of Bediwell's forehead can't help but break out in a cold sweat. Even if it's just a few seconds, if he can not be affected by the Demon Sealing Bracelet and go berserk smoothly, he may still have a slight chance of winning!

In just half a second, the monsters had finished changing. The stranger with the scythe turned into something like a giant scorpion, curling his scythe with its tail, and two sharp scorpion pincers were also deadly weapons;

The greatsword-wielding monster became a giant, of course it was ugly, and it looked more like some kind of rotting giant than the Frost Giant or the Flame Giant, and there were countless maggot-like disgusting black veins twitching under its flesh;

The black-robed monster over there, whose legs had been torn off, also conjured countless legs out of thin air, and it looked like a centipede. Its myriad limbs, in addition to supporting its body, wielded like a sharp sword, presumably to match its own long, creepy body to slash enemies;

Bediwell was already lamenting at this time, but it was too early. In fact, the black-robed monster with the chainsaw, who was initially shot through the chest by Bedeville, did not die, and stood up at this moment. It seems to have lost its mind as a [human], and has been constantly monstrous in its roar, and has become some kind of unspeakable tentacle monster. The only trait Bediwell could recognize from the monster was its tentacles with sharp saw blades. The saw blades on these tentacles are still running rapidly without electricity, making a screeching sound that makes the werewolf's scalp tingle - you can imagine how painful it would be to be swept by such a tentacle with a saw blade!

The situation has not improved at all, Bediwell has gone from the original one-on-four to one-on-two, and now it has become one-on-four! And his opponents have all turned into terrifying monsters, and every blow can kill Bedivel directly, the monster four!

And with only a tungsten tortoise-tongue whip in his hand, and no other weapons or moves to use, it is impossible for Bediwell to win this battle!

I can only hold on to it, and pray to Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, to settle the battle over there as soon as possible and rush over to help! How many minutes, no, how many seconds can the werewolf youth last?!

Without giving the werewolf any time to hesitate, the tentacle monster with its whole body like mud had already rushed over like a madman! Its hundreds of tentacles waved almost aimlessly, sweeping horizontally towards the space around the werewolf! Bediwell dodged left and right, trembling to dodge these attacks, afraid that if he dodged wrong, he would be cut into dozens of parts!

At the same time, Bediwell could feel something shoot at him from behind. He ducked, and saw countless blades flying over his head! yes, it was the attack of the giant centipede. Bediwell's conjecture just now was a bit wrong, the huge centipede did not rely on its own sweep and the blade on its body to hit the opponent, but just the opposite! It used the countless blade-like limbs attached to its body to continuously throw throwing knives at the enemy! These throwing knives are the things that split from its limbs, and they can continue to grow at the moment of throwing, and the huge centipede monster is almost a huge ammunition depot and machine gun, which can continuously fire these nasty flying props!

But wouldn't it injure the friendly forces by throwing knives like this?, Bediwell, turning his head, realized how naïve his idea was. The tentacle monster covered in mud is bulletproof itself, and the flying knife thrown by the centipede monster is immediately absorbed by the mud when it hits it, and it becomes a part of the monster! What's more, the mud tentacle monster is also firing the flying knife, and it shoots the flying knife of the centipede monster absorbed into the body at the same time as shaking the tentacle, which increases the difficulty of Bediwell's dodge again!

One is suppressed at close range, and the other is attacked from a distance, and the long-range guy can also share the "ammunition" with the teammate who is suppressed at close range! The cooperation of these black-robed monsters is simply amazing, and even if they have become monsters without minds, they still play such a seamless cooperation, which is really terrifying!

The werewolf dodged the deadly tentacles and throwing knives as he sensed something. A white light fell from the top of his head! Fortunately, Bediwell reacted quickly enough to instinctively take a step back before being hit! Otherwise, the huge scythe that fell from his head would have pierced his skull!

It was the scorpion monster! It used its scorpion tail to roll its scythe and launched a sneak attack on Bediwell from a distance of twenty yards! That blow was very far away, but it was fast and fierce, and more importantly, it suddenly stabbed down from a very high place, and it was simply impossible to guard against! Bediwell turned his head to see that the scorpion monster's scythe had been retracted, and it was still hanging high in the air more than ten yards above the ground! The scorpion monster's tail is very unscientific, and it is not inferior to Bediwell's tungsten tongue whip, and it is still swinging flexibly!

One is suppressed at close range, the other is attacked from a distance, and the other is waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack at a long distance! These monsters form something similar to a battle formation, which simply does not let people live, and constantly drives Bediwell into a dead end!

But wait, there should be another one, and where is the rest of the rotten giants with big swords?

While Bediwell was so puzzled, the monsters' attack suddenly stopped! It should be said that the onslaught of the tentacle monsters and centipede monsters stopped, and they were retreating!

Something is coming, who is about to make some extremely dangerous move!, Bediwell was shocked. Only then will the tentacle monsters and centipede monsters instinctively retreat!

What the hell is it, where is it coming from?!, the werewolf looked around nervously. But he didn't find the Rotten Giant at all, and the only monsters present were tentacle monsters, centipede monsters, and scorpion monsters!?

For Bediwell, the disaster was only a moment. When he sensed that something was wrong, a dangerous roar erupted from under his feet!

From underfoot!!An attack from underfoot!!The Rotten Giant actually has the same ability as the desert sharks, the ability to sneak in this sea of glass! He actually dived into the glass and launched a fatal blow at the werewolf youth from under his feet!!

Oops! I'm about to be hit!!Just as the big sword that suddenly slashed out on the ground was about to slash at Bedeville's body, the werewolf immediately wrapped the whip around his arm and punched the big sword with his Mithril prosthetics!!

Of course, this is definitely not a hard hit! If it is touched, even Bedeville's Mithril prosthetic leg will definitely be swept to pieces by the great sword in an instant! Instead, he used the coiled tungsten tortoise tongue whip as a buffer, allowing the whip, which was already rolled up like a spring, to make contact with the opponent's weapon first, absorbing the initial impact!

If there is an effect, there will be a reaction force, and under the influence of this initial impact, Bediwell's whole person was knocked out! He flew away diagonally in a parabola, and slammed into the purple light barrier, as if hitting a heavy iron wall!

"Click!" the werewolf spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell weakly!

"Die!" Seeming to retain some human consciousness, the scorpion monster hissed as it struck at Bedeville, its scorpion tail curling its scythe and nailing it towards the werewolf!

The blow pierced Bediwell's chest gorgeously, and blood splattered everywhere!!