Eldridge regretted it a little, Shalivan said that he would offer the last god to it as food, but now this situation is no longer a question of whether he can eat the god or not.

So if you don't do it, you will eat Shaliwan, who doesn't seem to have much combat power left, first, who let you lie to me.

After devouring Shalivan, the memories read in his soul also made the Shadow Sage probably understand what was going on, in the final analysis, Shalivan's plan was disturbed by someone, and he seemed to have misunderstood him, but he ate it all, did he still spit it out?

Looking at the people in front of him who were sharpening their knives and preparing to attack him, Aldridge moved backwards, the clones it had assigned to devour all over the city had not yet been recalled, and this was not its best state.

But now, Aldridge's body has covered almost the entire courtyard, some stumps are constantly turned out with the surging black mud, and from time to time some black mud without specific shape is spit out as if indigestion, and then subconsciously crawl towards the nearby living creatures.

"Filthy maggots, the Light will cleanse you!"

The first person to be upset with Eldridge was Paladin Hill, and as the words fell, she appeared at the other side, slashing down with her sword.

Suddenly, a dazzling light shone under the night sky, in stark contrast to the filthy black mud, and the blade of the sword fell straight down into the black mud.

A piercing roar rang out from all corners of the city, and then a deafening howl erupted from the Dark Sage, who had completely digested everything except for Shalivan's body.

The anger of eating and being disturbed is not so easy to fill, and I saw a huge wave of black mud scattered on the ground, engulfing those black mud clones that had just left their bodies, and those monsters that only had the instinct to eat were swept back before they even left far.

The churning limbs and the shattered blades tore at each other, and the filthy flesh mixed with the black mud, making it even more disgusting and sticky.

Amid Eldridge's angry howl, the clones scattered throughout the city of Ilusil laid down their delicacies or gathered at its location with half-eaten remnants.

Sensing the call of the master they served, the priests and bishops from the secluded church also put down their knives, did not even bother to wipe the blood foam from the corners of their mouths, and moved forward as fast as they could.

"Damn, this body, don't move! I can't keep my master waiting. ”

The chubby Archbishop Macdonald struggled to prop up his bulky body, his loose bishop's robes nearly bursting through his stomach, and black tendrils that looked like the tentacles sticking out of Eldridge's mud protruded from beneath him.

"Yes, you come here for me and send me to my master!"

MacDonald noticed a beast under the command of Shalivan standing by a sink, six large scarlet eyes staring at him quickly after hearing his shout, and sticky saliva was constantly flowing from the mouth full of sharp teeth that almost cracked to the neck.

The appearance and eyes of the beast made MacDonald shake the fat on his body a little uneasily, and seeing that the other party was indifferent, he shouted again with some impatience: "Are you deaf, see if I don't let Shalivan teach you stupid beasts a good lesson." ”

Perhaps at last he understood MacDonald's words, the abominable beast finally approached, and then, with appetite, gazed at the big fat man in front of him.

"What do you want to do?"

At this point, Archbishop MacDonald finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved the candlestick in his hand that could be used as a sword and staff, trying to gather magic to repel the beast.

But at this time, he was no longer the sage of the high-spirited Great Library of the past, but a big fat man who was slow to react, and it would have been nice to say that he had eaten enough to become the new Eldridge, but now, before he could even finish the gesture of the spell, he was thrown into the sink in one fell swoop.

All that was left was a burst of biting and screaming from beneath the sink.

If the attacks Aldritch feared more were fire and lightning, then it was time to add the light on the female knight's body that made her feel very uncomfortable.

Although the visual effect is similar to the miracle of sunlight inherited by the Gwen family, it can determine that it is a completely different power from the blow that caused some of its body to lose consciousness.

In the surging waves, a large number of tentacles stretched out, trying to envelop Ciel, and at the same time, black vortices woven by the ghostly power appeared around her, ready to block Ciel's retreat.

But seeing Ciel raise the holy sword in his hand, he shouted softly, and the holy light penetrated directly into the ground from under her feet, with her as the center, the divine energy continued to pour out, although it was not strong, but those approaching tentacles immediately writhed and retracted.

With its sheer size, it would be a nightmare to have a terrible attack coverage when facing a siege from a group of miscellaneous soldiers, but to maintain this size against opponents who can inflict a lot of damage on themselves every time is a matter of death.

Realizing that this was not a good thing, Eldridge decisively spread out most of his body like a blanket of breeding fungus, and gathered his strength on a body that was only about three meters left.

At this moment, several large dragon arrows surrounded by thunder and lightning pierced the black mud carpet covering a range of tens of meters, but they did not bring any damage to Eldridge.

Bowl-sized fireballs and pitch-black spells with the hiss of insect swarms crossed Eldridge's side and struck at the small number of Silver Knights, who arrived in time to share the attack on their master.

Under Gwendlin's arrangement, the tall female knight with the blood of the gods, together with the executioner Smoker, led the few silver knights in the royal city to rush towards the gloomy bishops, and the more frantic beastly knights after the death of Shalivan, and a chaotic battle broke out in this almost ruined city.

After abandoning most of his useless and cumbersome bodies, Eldridge's movements became more and more agile, like a swimming spirit snake, and the swordsmanship of the two great swords was no worse than that of the living Sullivan.

The ability to learn from dreams extended by devoured souls has given Eldridge a plethora of spells and techniques, which is why it wants to keep a portion of Shalivan's body for battle, after all, the limitations of the muddy body are too severe.

It also seems to confirm the truth that condensation is the essence, and Ciel's attack was able to cut into the black mud without any obstacles, but at this moment, there was a lot of resistance, and a layer of magical brilliance appeared on the surface of Eldridge, making Ciel's slash no longer able to penetrate half a point.

"You will all be my food!"

The voice of the bloated soul reached everyone's heads, and Aldritch took the sword in his hand like a staff, and a black scythe condensed along the blade and slashed towards Ciel.

The magic against the soul made Ciel feel a threat and quickly dodged it.

And Hill was not fighting alone, Zhang Lin and Fried immediately joined the battle when they saw this.

But as soon as the two approached, Eldridge seemed to be prepared, and a circle of black ripples shook up all over the person, and the nearby remnants and stone pillars collapsed the moment they were touched by the ripples, and it also dived into the black mud on the ground.