Chapter 1430: The Battle of the Latent Teeth (Forty-Six)

"It's over. The leader of the black-robed monsters who had become rotten giants said indifferently.

"It's over. The scorpion monster muttered, retracting its scythe. The moment the scythe was pulled out of Bedeville's chest, it also caused a lot of bright red blood to erupt from the werewolf's chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, hahahahaha!" Bediwell, who was supposed to be seriously injured, burst out laughing, vomiting blood as he laughed.

But it was definitely not a desperate laugh, but a refreshing laugh, a smug laugh after successfully fooling the opponent: "You're the end!"

"W-?"

Yes, although Bediwell was not lightly injured by a blow to the chest, he also achieved one of his original goals.

The scorpion monster's long scythe not only pierced Bedwell's chest, but also pierced the device behind the werewolf! Bedeville deliberately ate the rotten giant's sneak attack from the ground, and the moment he was knocked out, he used the "spring" ability of the tungsten tortoise tongue whip to adjust the angle! He was deliberately hit on the barrier, and he also deliberately slipped down from that place, and suffered the scorpion monster's chest-piercing blow!

"Before that, I was wondering how to break these enchantment generators, because they were incredibly hard and my whip wasn't destructive enough. The werewolf slowly got up. Although the wound in the chest looked serious, he moved slightly the moment he was hit, and the scythe did not eat through his heart, not even pierce his lungs, but only through a gap between his heart and lungs. He pulled out a knife and quickly sprayed his chest with medical gel, and the wound on his chest was immediately blocked.

Behind Bediwell, an increasingly unstable barrier flickered. The other three enchantment generators have been destroyed by Bedeville to varying degrees in their previous combat power, and the last one was also pierced by the powerful attack of the scorpion monster, and the damage was even more serious than the first three! After this fight, the entire enchantment could not be maintained, it was extinguished in several electric sparks, and the four enchantment generators also exploded together!

Bedeville seemed to feel the huge fleshy monster behind him, looking down on him from above.

There was no malice in that thing, and it didn't take the initiative to attack Bediwell when it was "passing by" before. But it was completely annoyed when it was trapped in the barrier just now, and it is still unknown whether it will be able to distinguish friend from foe, and whether it will attack with Bediwell. Maybe it will collapse all at once, and then Bediwell will be devoured, and the werewolf will melt into a puddle of cell fluid, and become part of this mass [of the aggregate], and must spend the rest of its life miserably?

"Please don't eat me. Bediwell muttered under his breath. He was caught between the black-robed monsters and the lump of flesh monsters, and there was nothing else he could do but pray.

As if hearing Bedwell's prayers, or knowing that Bedeville was the one who released him from the barrier, the fleshy monster really carefully avoided the werewolves, flowed past Bedwell's flanks, and quickly got in the way of Bedwell.

The plan worked. The werewolf finally released the [Aggregate] from the enchantment to help in the battle, and now he has finally broken his one-on-four situation and turned it into a big reversal. Although his opponents, the four black-robed weirdos, had also been completely monstrous and increased their combat effectiveness, how would they behave in front of [the Aggregate]?" Bediwell couldn't help but look forward to it.

Because, as far as he knew, the attack patterns of the four black-robed weirdos (or monsters) were basically aimed at [people]. Although their weapons or abilities are lethal and highly lethal, they can only injure people.

In the face of a fleshy monster like [Aggregate], the knife can't cut in, and the whip can't be pumped, if there is no equipment that can produce ultraviolet light, this group of black-robed weirdos should theoretically have no way to take the [Aggregate], right?

But what about the facts? The group of black-robed monsters saw that their opponents had changed from humans to monsters, and this kind of fleshy monster was indeed extremely resistant to blows and slashes, so they also changed their strategies in an instant.

Flames, which are ignited from the weapons in their hands, or from the parts they use as weapons. These monsters seem to be able to secrete some kind of extremely flammable liquid from their bodies, and a small spark can set it on fire. The Rotten Giant wields a giant flaming sword, the scythe of the Scorpion Monster's tail roars wildly, the centipede monster's thousand limbs burn with flames, and the Sludge Tentacle Monster's blade-wielding tentacles burn with fire. They launched an onslaught at the [Aggregate] Flesh Monster, instantly burning countless holes in the Flesh Monster!

Seeing that the situation was not good, and that it was only a matter of time before the flesh monster was defeated, Bediwell took a few steps back and tried to take the opportunity to escape from this battlefield. How far did Albert's stupid tiger run away with Elaine? The battle between Bedwell and the four black-robed weirdos just now seemed to be long, but in fact it was only a few minutes, and the werewolf secretly cursed himself for being useless, and he only hoped that the tiger really ran away with the white bear.

However, this is not the case. As soon as Bediwell turned his head to run, he immediately noticed that thirty yards away from him, the tiger was still slowly moving with the immobile white bear. It turned out that Elaine's state had deteriorated further, and the White Bear Man had almost completely collapsed, completely unable to walk on his own, and now Albert was completely relying on his own brute force to drag Elaine to escape, and he was already tired and sweating. After all, Elaine the White Bear Man weighs at least three times as much as Albert the Tiger Man!

Bediwell tried to rush to help, but as soon as he ran, his chest throbbed. He did take the initiative to avoid the vital point when he was shot through the chest, but the wound was still very large, and once the distance was moved, it would tear and cause severe pain!

And what about the fleshy monster? it looked a little tired under the siege of the four black-robed monsters, and although it also used countless tentacles to counterattack, it often failed to hit its nimble and agile opponents, or its tentacles were cut off before it could be hit. This [aggregate] is nothing more than another mass of flesh made up of a group of humans who have been turned into cell fluid, the lowest failure of that experiment, not even as good as those who have become desert sharks, and the group of black-robed monsters are already two orders higher than the aggregate, and the flame weapon in their hands is also extremely effective against the flesh balls, because the flames can burn these flesh balls and make them retreat!

As a result, the aggregate began to flee as well. The fleshy monster gave up the fight, waving its tentacles for defense as it ran towards the exit of the cave, and it fled in the same direction as Bedeville and the others!

Having lost the protection of [the Aggregate] and already badly wounded, Beddiviville knew that if he didn't run away, he would only be slaughtered. So he endured the sharp pain in his chest and quickened the pace of escape!

"Where to run!" the rotten giant immediately turned his attention to Bediwell's body, and chased after the werewolf youth! His huge stature, one step is equal to ten steps for Bediwell, and no matter how much he runs, he will definitely catch up!

The werewolf clutched his chest and ran without looking back. His chest was oozing blood, probably because the wound was so torn that the medical gel couldn't completely suppress the bleeding. He also knew that he couldn't escape, but he couldn't think of any good way other than to escape! But at least for now, the monsters that those black-robed weirdos turned into were still concentrating on him and the party monster, and they hadn't noticed Albert and Elaine! Bediwell deliberately chose a different escape route, running as far away from Albert and Elaine as possible, and this was also the reason!

There are four monsters chasing after him, and he is in a great crisis. The rotten giant chasing after him was less than ten yards away from Bedwell! The giant raised his flaming sword and stabbed it at Bedeville's back!

If this stab hits, even if the tip of the sword does not crush Bediwell into mud, the flames on the sword will burn the werewolf to char! Of course, the werewolf can also feel the scorching wave of qi behind him, and he knows that if he doesn't dodge it, he will definitely die!

But he couldn't go any faster!

Is there no way around it?!

Unwilling to be restrained, Beddiwell began to try his luck and swing his tungsten turtle tongue whip at the ground in front of him!

Click, click, click!

The whip slammed into the ground, and the saw chain on the whip (the same as the saw chain that was removed from the chainsaw earlier) was also deeply embedded in the uneven glass floor, bringing strong friction!

However, the tungsten tortoise tongue whip itself is woven from the tongue tendons of the swamp giant tortoise, which is soft and stretchable. When it swings, it will pull a little longer due to inertia, and the moment it finishes swinging, it will shrink due to its elasticity. This rubber-like stretching and stretching properties combined seamlessly with the extra friction of the saw chain produced an unexpected special effect - it pulled Bediwell forward! Like a hook claw, the whip raked the ground, and then, with its own contraction handlebar, the werewolf pulled forward entirely, making Bediwell run about twice as fast in that moment!

It was this slight difference in speed that led to Bedeville's escape, deftly avoiding the fatal blow before being stabbed by the Rotten Giant's flaming greatsword!