Chapter 2262: The Puppet King (13)

"What the hell is this?" saw this strange scene, Arthur couldn't help but complain.

The people who gathered there were indeed a band of bandits, as evidenced by their rough and dirty fur clothing, rudimentary iron swords and axes, wooden bows and arrows, and leather armor. If it's a real religious congregation, if it's a real religious person, the guys here should at least dress a little more decently.

And that's not the point. The point is why such an inexplicable red pool of blood appeared in a bandit's den, and this group of guys actually bowed down to this pool of blood as if they were fascinated. Everything came so suddenly, too suddenly, so unexpectedly, that one thought you were hallucinating.

"There was no reaction...... Hanover boldly went up to one of the thieves and put his sword on the fellow's neck to see if the men were pretending to be or if they were really bowing with all their hearts. As a result, the cold blade touched the thief's neck, and the guy remained indifferent and continued to do what he was doing, as if he couldn't even feel the coldness on his neck.

"Looks like I've been bewitched by some powerful illusion. Nantes, the soothsayer, analyzed: "And it has only recently happened. They still have guards at the door as normal, but this group of people inside the base, well, accidentally opened something, and then all of them fell into illusions. ＂

"Such a powerful illusion, is it possible?" Hanover asked, "and why, at such a time?"

"It's because it's at times like these. Nantes said, "They knew that we were coming in, and that they could not fight us by their strength alone, so their leader took out the treasure at the bottom of the box and tried to confront us." However, it is clear that the power of their treasure is even more terrifying than they imagined, and this is the consequence of the loss of control of the treasure in their hands. ＂

"So, what's the matter now? No need to fight, we'll just win?" Scout Bordeaux couldn't help but ask, "Tie up these fools who killed themselves one by one, and it's over?"

"I wish it was that simple. Arthur had been staring at the pit of blood-red water from the moment he had been staring at it.

That thing was more unusual than any detail on the scene, and it was even more concerning. A strange pit suddenly appeared on the rocky ground, and it seemed to be a gushing spring from the ground, and the blood-red spring water gushed out of the deep pit, and the blood spring that flowed out should have spread everywhere, wetting the ground, but in fact, the blood fountain suddenly disappeared after gushing out of a certain distance, I don't know whether it seeped into the cracks in the rock floor, or evaporated out of thin air. In any case, this blood fountain can be said to be a thing that cannot be explained by common sense, not to mention that there should be no such thing in the other world after nine hundred years of the low photon civilization, even if it is the original world of Arthur and them nine hundred years ago, this kind of thing is also beyond common sense!

And Arthur's concern was correct, and that strange fountain of blood was the source of the problem. Now the bandits who have been subjected to powerful illusions and are kneeling down to the blood fountain are no longer threatening, but there seems to be something slowly emerging from the surging blood fountain!

"What's coming out, watch out, everyone!" Arthur snorted.

His reminder succeeded in attracting everyone's attention, and the mercenaries watched as a dark red object slowly floated from a fountain of blood with weapons in hand.

The brain, trembling. The whole space was shaking.

What emerged from the fountain of blood was a brainball-shaped monster. Under the firelight, the grayish, yellowish, wrinkled hemispherical surface was clearly the shape of a human brain. But apart from the shape of the brainball, the rest of the thing is weird. Something bright red, web-like, like nerve fibers connected two glowing green orbs to the monster's brainball-shaped body, and Arthur suspected that they were the eyes of the brainball monster. In addition to this, there is more to the lower end of the cerebral ball monster, scarlet tentacles made up of blood-red nerve fibers that gradually become dense and curled and constricted. The tentacles of nerve fibers of different sizes and thicknesses writhing in a complex, ghostly land, like insects, make people sick to their stomachs.

Those tentacles were the last to emerge from the blood fountain, and there was no more after that------ which means that the brain monster floated directly from the blood fountain, and even now, it was floating in mid-air like this, without any external support, it was almost floating like a balloon.

"What the hell is this!" Hanover snorted. As a mercenary, he had seen a lot of strange things in his life, but it was the first time that it was so weird.

"Boom!------" the thing sounded. To be more precise, it should not have any vocal organs, it emits a shock wave that makes the air vibrate, and the shock wave is accompanied by the air diffusion and is transmitted to people's eardrums, which produces the illusion that this brain monster is making sounds.

"Uh-huh......!" everyone only felt that their heads were swollen and painful, and began to subconsciously cover their foreheads.

No, this is not an ordinary shock wave, this is a kind of hypnotic psychic shock! The sound wave impact transmitted to people's eardrums is only uncomfortable at best, but it does not make people feel this level of headache right away!

Arthur felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly raised his Seraphic Holy Sword. The sacred sword was still unsheathed, so the bladeless blade (scabbard) was still attached to the hilt, and the blade of the lightsaber was never pulled out of the scabbard. In this state, the Holy Sword can directly unleash the [Spellbreaker] photon explosion to negate any spell attacks. There were too many people present, and it was not good to use [Spellbreaker] indiscriminately in front of everyone, but in this case, Arthur couldn't care about so much, after all, if it was a very powerful hypnotism, if it didn't come down in time, the instant battle of all the people who were hit would be over, and they could only be paralyzed in place and slaughtered by others!

The body of the Pound !------ Holy Sword emitted a milky white light, flooding the entire dark room. The psychic impact of the brain monster was resisted by Arthur's spellbreaker, at least Arthur felt that the swelling pain in his head had disappeared temporarily. But when he turned his head, he found that everyone else except him------ including the bandits who were kneeling there in the first place, the mercenaries of the Crescent Mercenary Regiment, and even Bedivel and Verne, had been perfectly hypnotized and were lying motionless on the ground!

"Tsk. Arthur snorted. The Spellbreaker was still a step late, and Arthur was the only one who was saved.

That's fine. He glanced at the brain monster. Now it's a one-on-one situation, and it's not a bad thing that Arthur is fighting alone, but no one else is watching him, and he can fight with all his might.

"What the hell are you?" Arthur asked aloud, "Monsters, necromancers, or some kind of demon summoned by the bandits?!"

The thing didn't respond directly to Arthur's questioning, and it's hard to say whether it didn't have a mouth to respond to, or whether it didn't bother to respond to Arthur at all. It just used the thickest of its countless tentacles to take something out of the fountain of blood under its "feet".

A book.

The book was unlike anything Arthur had ever seen in his life, it was made of some kind of special alloy from cover to page, and the book cover was particularly strong, the dark slightly cold metal reflective book cover opened with the touch of the tentacles of the brain monster, followed by the flexible metal pages of the strange book turning and making a strange noise.

Abyssal Code: Dimensions.

------ even if no one introduces it, countless words emerge in the space around the book, and these words appear in the air as if they were some kind of hologram that others can see.

I don't know what kind of script they are, but it's not English, it's not French, it's not even Latin, it's a kind of script that Arthur has never seen before.

Still, Arthur could read the words. Of course, what he "understood" was limited to the title of the book, and the other smaller cuneiform characters could not be read clearly without looking closely, and he could not understand their true meaning without careful consideration. And in the current situation, it is very unrealistic for Arthur to get in front of the brain monster and carefully read those small words.

It was strange enough for a weird brain monster to appear in front of Arthur. This brain monster also used its tentacles to take out a book to read, which was even more bizarre. What exactly is the use of this particular Abyssal Magic Book, Arthur feels like he can figure it out right away.

Although it was a reading, the brain monster didn't actually make any sound, probably just looking at the words that appeared in the book and silently reading it out in his head. But its reading is of practical significance, and the people around it who fell to the ground were all ------ bandits who had been kneeling down to the blood fountain just now------ and gradually got up, as if they were manipulated by some powerful mental power, and acted like puppets!

They shed their human skin and began to demonize. Piercing the skin, red flesh pouring out from under the skin, swelling and bloody. These bright red flesh men, dripping with blood all over their bodies, began to roar like mad dogs, and looked at Arthur in unison!

Is it. It was because the psychic shock was resisted by Arthur's spellbreakers, and the brain monster knew that its attack would not have an effect, so it woke up its servants and tried to use crowd tactics against Arthur.

That's what you want.

Arthur gripped the unsheathed Seraph's sword in his right hand, and in his left hand, he used his alchemical gloves to transform into a crystal throwing spear, ready to kill. The flesh and blood in front of him weren't technically human, and Arthur could kill monsters without mercy.

A flesh man pounced on the Knight King, raising the spear from its hand as if it were piercing Arthur. Arthur dodged it with ease, and threw the crystal throwing spear out with his backhand, smashing the monster's head.