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The Flesh Corrupter grew weaker and weaker under the old witcher's frenzied attacks, and after another round of attacks, the massive mountain of flesh suddenly squirmed and twitched. At this moment, the flesh and blood tentacles on the flesh and blood corrupters have basically been cut off by the witchers, and the powerful regeneration ability is suppressed by the blazing fire, and those severed tentacles are all scorched wounds, and they cannot be regenerated for a while. Some disgusting cloudy fluid gushed out from the excretory opening on the side, and the weird sarcoma slowly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large amount of thick fluid could be seen gathering inside.

Stephen let Taling 1 scan it, and suddenly his face changed slightly, "Oh no! The Flesh Corrupter is about to transform into a human!"

"Kill Him Now!"

The old demon hunter's face also changed slightly when he heard this, and at this moment, in the rapidly expanding cavity, he saw a humanoid silhouette about three meters high, a large amount of flesh and blood was gathering and combining, and the Roshan itself was gradually showing some signs of withering.

- "Lion Charge!"

Stephen raised his hand and blessed the past with a spell, and the old witcher instantly pounced like a lion, ignoring the powerful corrosiveness of the evil flesh and blood, and directly swung his sword to kill it from the outside of the cavity.

Bang!

A dull sound came.

After a short silence, the entire flesh cavity suddenly exploded, countless corrosive blood splashed out, the lilac flesh membrane in the crypt withered rapidly, accompanied by a large amount of viscous liquid gushing out, the burly figure of the old witcher also appeared in front of him, he was quite embarrassed at the moment, the skin and flesh of his entire face were seriously corroded, and he looked like a demon crawling out of hell. But the sword he held in his hand was still burning with flame aura, and it had been inserted into the body of the evil creature at this moment, it was a humanoid monster about three meters high, with four tentacle-like arms, thick and powerful lower limbs, and a dark red eye in the center of his face.

This is the humanoid flesh of the Flesh Corrupter.

The original form is the terrifying Roshan, but because it is very inactive, the evil creature will transform into a human form in its second form, with more mobility and the ability to control the corrupted flesh of the cavity with its mind.

- "Soul Suppression!"

- "Extract the Essence!"

Stephen's spell has been in the works for a long time.

Evil creatures will not be killed so easily, they will enter a state of suspended animation after running out of life force, and they can only be killed by using special spells and items. As long as they don't transform into ancient evil creatures, Stephen can still kill them completely and easily.

Yes!!!

A terrible scream rang out.

The flesh corrupter in front of him, whose heart had been pierced by the old witcher, suddenly twitched violently and struggled, and with the aura of the spell, one soul after another broke away from his shell.

Ultimately.

A dark red worm-like soul with a strong evil aura emerged, and directly turned into a streamer of light, which was sealed into the ruby by Stephen.

Whoa!

A little bit of sparkling brilliance emerges.

The entire huge mountain of Roshan suddenly collapsed, and pieces of gray soul crystals fell as if it was raining, the quality of these soul crystals was not very high, but the number was quite large, and Stephen's eyes swept away I am afraid that there are one or two hundred. Generally, only professionals can form small soul crystals of this level, which means that the flesh corruptor has killed at least hundreds of adventurers before and after.

Bang!

The withered flesh suddenly exploded, and after the first wave of falling soul crystals, some blood-red lumpy crystals flew out of the withered flesh mountain's body.

"Flesh and Blood Essence!"

Stephen stretched out his hand, and about a dozen pieces of flesh and blood essence flew over.

He walked over quickly and glanced at the old witcher, even after Stephen's multiple blessings, he was quite injured at the moment, and the whole person fell into a coma, but fortunately he did not die.

As long as you don't die, you can still be rescued.

"The vitality is really tenacious!" Stephen took out a bottle of potion and poured it into the old witcher's mouth, then filled the crystal bottle with a little bit of his blood, as well as the fragments of the flesh corrupter's cavity, which needed to be taken back for testing.

- "False life!"

A pure life force was injected into the old witcher's body, a temporary life force that lasted for about six hours.

During this time, the old witcher's injuries could be repaired a lot by regeneration potions, and by the time the effects of the false life were over, he was almost able to move on his own.

"Spell resistance is so high!"

"Looks like a warrior monk!" Stephen picked up the old witcher's body with one hand, then cleaned up the battlefield and brought him out of the crypt.

The tentacles outside have gradually withered.

After taking out the Flesh Corruptor in the crypt, the lilac moss on the outside quickly dried up and withered.

Stephen looked up at the sky, found a clean place to light a campfire, and then took out his tools to prepare some food. The old witcher's internal organs were seriously injured, and he couldn't move around casually at this time, Stephen helped him position the bone and internal organs and waited for the regeneration potion to take effect, he didn't want the other party's arm to grow crooked. Although not a professional priest, Stephen's healing level is also a master, and he is a person who values face very much.

Three hours passed quickly.

"Ahem!"

With a violent cough, the old witcher slowly opened his eyes, he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black blood, and then said in a weak voice, "We killed him?"

"Hmm. Stephen nodded, "Congratulations!

The corners of the old witcher's mouth twitched, and then an ugly smile appeared, and suddenly he raised his hand and touched his face as if he was aware of it, and said, "My face ......"

"Disfigured. The corrosiveness of the strong acid is too strong, suppressing the effect of the regeneration agent. Stephen said lightly.

One of the ways to kill trolls completely is to use strong acids.

The regeneration potions configured by the aboriginal wizards have much weaker damage to strong acids, and even Stephen can't do much of it, after all, he is a wizard and not a priest.

The old witcher touched his pitted face, which had become pitted after repairing, and smiled unconcernedly, "Looks like I'm lucky." ”

"It's a lot better than dying!"

"To be honest, I was ready to die before I started!"

Evil is not something that a single witcher can deal with.

Even an old demon hunter like him can't do it, even if a group of old demon hunters dealt with evil creatures in the past, they might have to die several times in the process.

"You're in luck. ”

Stephen clapped his hands, and a blood-red crystal appeared in his palm, and at this time, the old demon hunter found that his saber was in Stephen's hand, accompanied by a strange silver-white light, and the blood-red crystal was actually embedded in his weapon, which looked as if it was one piece.

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