The big sword in the monster's hand is called "Moonlight".

Recalling the weapon model he had seen in the equipment atlas on the game's official website in his previous life, and referring to the words that the loser had just shouted out of his mouth, Finn stared at the great sword in the loser's hand with wide eyes in shock.

He was sure he wasn't wrong.

The weapon held in the palm of the hand by the loser was none other than the Moonlight Greatsword that the Sideburns Adventure Regiment had been trying to hand over the command of the team to the Moonlight Greatsword he had been looking for - the Holy Avenger rumored to be held by the Moon Sword Saint Perometheus!

"But, no...... I remember that the loser in the game didn't drop the Moonlight Greatsword. Soon, however, Finn clenched the sword in his hand and blinked, muttering to himself as he found something unreasonable.

If the alchemical monster named Loser is Perometheus, or the soul of the Moon Sword Saint Perometheus after his death is a loser, then why has this blockbuster game information never been revealed by players?

Could it be that the loser is so ugly that no one has paid attention to the background of this wild boss?

…… Not right either!

The truth of the matter is certainly not so simple. - he thought to himself.

Loser, Moon Sword Master, Poison Vine, Dagger Jungle, Alchemy...... The amount of information on the scene was a bit too large for a while, and the young paladin tried to analyze this information using the game experience he had inherited from his previous life, but there were many reasoning holes in the hypothesis that "the loser is Perometheus", such as "the loser in the game never dropped the Moonlight Greatsword", and always cut off his train of thought in time when he was about to sort out the clues.

This made the confusion in the young man's eyes undispellable.

"Could it be that only when the poison vine is with the loser, can the player trigger the hidden plot of Perometheus awakening from the loser's body when challenging the loser?"

After a while, Fein felt that the assumption that came to his mind first might not make sense, and suddenly wondered if the situation of the loser "becoming" Perometheus would be a hidden plot in the game.

You must know that the boss named Loser is itself a twisted lifeform transformed by alchemy, and the shepherd priestess known as the poisonous vine is precisely the most outstanding alchemist of the Fourth Age of Ferdia.

If the loser is really a poisonous vine, using the body of a contract demon. A monster created by piecing together the corpses of other creatures, so who knows if one of the corpses of those creatures that form part of the body of the loser happens to be the remains of Perometheus who was buried by the silver lion Roderick himself in the dagger forest after his death?

He remembered that the Moon Sword Saint had been condemned by the Inquisition of the Templar Church as a depraved apostate before he was killed by Roderick the Silver Lion, and that the priests and paladins of the Templars naturally did not pray for the rest of the apostate's corpse after death.

Think about it this way...... The body of that alchemical monster is still a loser, but the will that dominates the body has become the soul of Perometheus after being distorted by some kind of power?

The possibilities are high!

Just as the attention of Finn, Lilith, Barthra, Vercidis, and the lizardman cavalry was all absorbed by the body of the loser who was already at the mercy of Perometheus, the poison vine standing beside the monster took out the next magic scroll from the empty pocket in the long black skirt.

Compared to the Joker, Grey Knight, and Faceling, Poison Crow is the only Patriarch in the Demon Cult who does not possess personal combat abilities.

In order to compensate for her own shortcomings in combat ability, even the Faceling always wrote the lingua franca of spell passwords on the magic scrolls handed to her. But she still insisted on taking a lot of time out of her time studying alchemy, and used it to memorize spell passwords for different scrolls.

She is a rare genius in the academic world, and her memory is at an excellent level, so memorizing spell passwords for magic scrolls is not too difficult for her.

Instead of throwing the scroll in the direction of the young man or the lizardmen surrounding her along the edge of the forest basin as a potential target for her spell, the white-haired matriarch recited the spell command to activate the scroll and dropped the parchment containing the spell at her feet.

The parchment scroll ignited spontaneously on contact with the dirt floor, burning into a bunch of ashes.

The ground beneath the Patriarchess's feet suddenly glowed with a colorless light. The glowing ball of magical energy quickly spread across the dirt surface of the forest basin, and then quickly outlined a small magic circle centered on her feet, encircling her alone.

The next moment the small magic array appeared at the feet of the poisonous vines, the old shaman Guterr beside the lizardman chief Atasu quickly recognized the spell that the patriarch had just cast under his feet with the magic scroll, and immediately reminded the tribal leader beside him: "Atasu. That woman wants to run away! ”

"Don't let her get her way."

Atasu's reaction was not slow either.

After hearing that the henchman shaman beside him had seen through the enemy's calculations, he immediately pointed his throat, raised a hunting knife in his hand, turned around and shouted at the lizardman cavalry behind him in dragon language: "Greenclaw Tribe." Offensive! ”

"Hiss-hiss-sss

The tribal warriors who rode on the backs of the Earth Dragons with hunting knives and reins immediately spat out their long tongues like snakes, and then flicked the reins in their hands to harness the Earth Dragons beneath them, and marched towards the location of the poison vines under the leadership of Atasu.

When he saw Atasu riding the dragon on the ground and rushing to the front row of the cavalry. The other two teams of green-clawed lizardmen split from the main force immediately responded to their chief's actions, and quickly moved towards the poison vines from the other two directions, trying to encircle and eliminate their prey in this way.

The spell that the venom vine casts at his feet is a one-man teleportation array.

Knowing that the teleportation array beneath her feet would take a moment to activate, she immediately commanded the undead wolves to swarm back to her from below the slopes of the basin, ready to use the poor beasts as cannon fodder to buy her time to evacuate.

She summoned dozens of undead gray-sideburned wolves back around her, and the wolves quickly formed a vigilant circle around her to protect her.

The white-haired Patriarch prepares to evacuate the place just as the lizardman shaman Guterr had anticipated.

As for the reason?

The reason why she planned to retreat was not because she felt that she had no chance of winning, but since the loser pulled the Moonlight Greatsword from her chest, the Patriarch found that she could no longer control the alchemy monster that she had transformed with her own hands.

Now, the body of the loser has been completely taken over by the will of the two eyeballs on the big head, that is, the soul of Perometheus.

She could feel that the soul of Perometheus was expecting a massacre.

The twisted soul of the Moon Sword Saint tried to destroy everything in front of him at this moment, longing for a hearty kill. (To be continued.) )