Unlike the arm, which gradually loses feeling, the arrow in the abdomen brings a heart-piercing pain. It was a kind of sharp pain that had nowhere to vent, and spread from one point to the whole body in an instant, just a little bit was enough to cover all the activities of the whole body like the most powerful anesthetic, and the rest, only the individual organs expressed their reactions to the pain in their own way. The tightened lungs, the spasmodic stomach, the fast and slow heart, in fact, in this way, the pain is no longer a warning to the body about the injury, the pain has become an opportunity for all the organs to protest.

"Ha, ha..." couldn't breathe, the airway in his nose was completely closed, and his open mouth was full of saliva. Snot, tears, and the sight turned into a combination of color blocks, and even the scalp seemed to be about to fall off the bones. Batu had never felt such pain, let alone fighting, he just wanted to die now, at least he didn't have to suffer anymore if he died. Torture, incomparably cruel torture. And that's what the evil cannibal monster wants, he just wants to see this ugliness that can't die, and he just needs something like this to satisfy his evil desires. So, who is going to stop this monster?

Someone must come, such an evil creature is ruining the lives of others, how can no one stop him? Lothar was still pressed to the ground by a large number of imps, part of his armor had been torn apart, and the flesh and skin had been torn off from his body under the ravages of the imps' minions, which was even more tragic torture than Ling Chi, at least the knife used by Ling Chi was fast enough. Cheese, there was no sparkle in his eyes, all the wisdom, the calculations, the stratagems, all clouded, his body writhing, like a primitive and humble maggot, constantly rubbing his body on the grass to reduce the scorching heat like being poured with hot iron slurry. None of them could save Batu, because they were all too busy to take care of themselves and needed help from others.

Who will come to their rescue? Atta, Kelas, maybe, if they can get out of their predicament. Atta's left hand held the hilt of Frakrag's sword, and her right hand had taken on a strange twisted arc and bent into three pieces. The culprit of all this is a person, no, a group of people, which is difficult to define.

"She's mine!" "Nonsense, she's mine! Every inch of her skin and muscle is mine!" "You rough embryo, you can only turn her into a puddle of meat! I won't give it to you anymore, I'm going to peel off her skin to make gloves!"

The three heads are arranged in a triangular shape, two in the front and one in the back, and the one in the back is almost half of the neck attached to the back, making it completely impossible to understand how the bones inside grow. And that's not all, in addition to the three heads on the shoulders, the chest and back of this thing also have a different number of human heads, as if they are flowers composed of human heads. But the flower was not beautiful at all, and each of its petals was made up of half-rotten heads, which were ugly in appearance, and the contents were even dirtier, and only maggots and flies liked to surround them.

It's not that Atta hasn't fought against ugly enemies, as a half-goblin who grew up in the realm of goblins, her psychological endurance is actually much stronger than that of most people living in human society, ordinary skeletons, dead corpses, or other similar things can't make her feel terrified, that's because of the different perspectives on the world. But this time, she was scared. The fear was so real, so deadly that it embraced her from behind, down her spine and down her ribs, into her limbs, and grabbed every part of her body, that if it weren't for the presence of her companions behind her to inspire her, she would have thrown down her weapons and fled.

Perhaps it was a wise decision to run away. It was just a tentative attack, and she lost her dominant hand, which fully shows that the monster in front of her is not an existence that can be fought against by her skills. Even the magic sword from the hand of the fairy slashed at the thing, leaving only a shallow wound, and a large number of maggots immediately burrowed out of the wound, filling the gap completely. The female swordsman didn't know what she was facing, and I was afraid that no one present could know anything other than the cheese that was burning inside.

Because I don't know, I'm still here, and because I don't know, I'm still trying to fight with my left hand waving my weapon. This is commendable courage and a commitment to lament. With a slight flick of the monster's hand, Frakrag flew out of Atta's grasp, spun around in the air a few times, and then fell far to the ground. A look of despair appeared on the swordswoman's face, and she knew that she could not defeat this enemy.

Two arms, one left and one right, grabbed Atta's hands and lifted her body off the ground, despite the injury to her right arm. Every face on the monster let out a piercing laugh, and then at a certain moment, the laughter turned into a terrible roar, and the belly of the huge body exploded, revealing an oval-shaped round hole, and in that hole, a huge worm protruded!

"No, no, no, Kairas!Batuu, help me, help me!" she swayed, shouting words that were destined to go unanswered. The worm slowly coiled around her waist and climbed up like a snake, its yellowish-white swollen body strangling Atta, its head with two sharp teeth roaring in her ear. The worm's whisper completely disintegrated Atta's will, and she yelled like a frightened child, whether these voices were meant to alert her companions or just a means for her to vent, no one knew. As the worm's opener burrowed into the space between her left shoulder blade, the cries for help faded away.

"Bastard, let her go!" Atta was an important companion to the others. For Kailas, Atta is someone he can give up everything to protect. After hearing the female swordsman's shout, the cat fairy turned her head to help her. But his roar came out, and his body was light. Kairaz looked down with some confusion, and he realized that he seemed to be floating in the sky. Strangely, he obviously didn't jump before. yes, it's really strange, why, there's half a cat on the ground? And it's still clothed, and the clothed cat sounds familiar...

"Snap!" where Kairaz landed, close to Cheese, he and the mage made eye contact. The cat fairy saw Cheese's reddened skin and blood-filled eyes, and Cheese, he faintly saw a dead cat.