Chapter 456: Stitching Monster
Just as the battle under the castle of Nabil Forest was raging.
On a sub-walled tower inside the castle, King Tihamoil, the queen, and many members of the royal family were present, most of them with frightened and nervous expressions on their faces, but the king was slightly calm.
"I'm ...... king, Why are we coming here? Isn't it okay to stay at Nate Mani? It's too dangerous here, I want to go back......"
A young man in a pale yellow cotton suit, clinging to the pillar, his eyes looked at the rain of blood outside the floor-to-ceiling window from time to time, and the battlefield outside the city wall in the distance, and stammered.
“……”
The king did not respond to the junior's words, but turned his head and whispered to his wife to take care of his youngest daughter, the twelve-year-old Princess Ahsoka.
The queen nodded slightly, took the hand of her youngest daughter from the hands of another royal lady, and held her in her arms. Ahsoka's eyes were a little confused, his little hands wrapped around his mother's waist, and he leaned his face against her arms, his eyes shifted from the faces of his uncles and aunts, as well as his brothers and sisters, to his father's back.
She knew that her country was at war, but she didn't understand why these relatives were so afraid, could it be because the enemy was strong?
Ahsoka often heard about the Trisur Empire in the royal palace, and probably knew that it was a large country different from the Principality of Yako, and even much more prosperous than the Principality of Yako......
But why fight?
Didn't my father say that the Principality of Yako was once part of the Trisur Empire, just like Carlo's brother, although he left Knightmani after the coming-of-age ceremony, and was divided by his father to the Pala Collar as a lord, but aren't we still a family?
In the attic of the tower, the atmosphere is very solemn.
At this moment, the door creaked open, and seven or eight men strode in, none other than the Rose Emissary led by the Urbert Emissary.
"Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to love the people so much that you personally brought your family to the front line to supervise the battle, and the army guarding the Nabil Forest Castle was greatly boosted when they heard the news, and their morale was much higher......
The envoy of Ulbert gently stroked his chest and saluted, and said with a chuckle.
In fact, he knew quite well in his heart that His Majesty, the king of Yako, in front of him, probably did not trust the envoys of the Beelzebub Kingdom very much, and had already planned to flee...... Coming to the front line to supervise the battle is one thing, if the help offered by the other side does not work, once the castle of Nabil Forest is captured, then the Principality of Yaco will no longer have room for resistance, and at that time, the other party will be able to evacuate with the royal family members as soon as possible.
Ulbert didn't break this point, but instead complimented the other party with a smirk. He didn't care if King Yako and the royal family were dead or alive, as long as he fulfilled the Rose King's orders...... Use Nabil Forest Castle as a meat grinder, let Yako's army and civilians use as fuel, and swallow as much flesh and blood as you can!
"Envoy of Urbet, thank you very much for your help, I have seen the situation on the battlefield, and indeed as you said, it has successfully resisted the attack of the Imperial Army......"
King Tihamoil smiled, and instead of answering the other's words, he turned back and thanked him.
"The kingdom of Beelzebub is indeed a powerful nation, with a power that is beyond the reach of our subfamily...... Even though the Imperial Army is fierce, the extraordinary means you bring can give an astonishing boost to ordinary armies. ”
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, euphemistically turning the seemingly vicious and ferocious ritual of blood rain into a means of strengthening the army.
Urbet was about to say a few words modestly, but he noticed that some soldiers of the subfamily fled in panic on the high wall outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Huh?"
King Tihamoil noticed the strange appearance of the messenger and followed his gaze back to the battlefield.
I saw that the original imperial military had been shattered by the "degenerate meat puppets" transformed by blood rain, but a group of young men and women dressed in different clothes and strange clothes came from behind, and there were thousands of them.
These guys, who obviously didn't look like soldiers, directly relied on powerful flintlock pistols and bombs to instantly curb the momentum of the "degenerate meat puppets", and each used extraordinary means to continuously destroy those twisted human monsters.
One of the figures caught King Tiha's attention.
Because the distance was too far, he couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly, and he could only judge that he was a young man based on his vague body shape and dress...... This person was like a sharp knife, and in turn inserted into the camp of the "degenerate meat puppet", and opened a distance of hundreds of meters from the rest of the thousands of strange men and women, and went deep alone, forming a stark contrast.
I saw that the opponent kept throwing playing cards one by one, accurately hitting every "fallen meat golem" within twenty meters in front of him, and these cards flew out of the opponent's hand, like a terrible blade, easily cutting through the limbs and heads of twisted monsters, and bursting out of bloody arrows.
And the king also saw with his own eyes that this enemy was shaking his cloak on the battlefield, constantly flashing forward, like a real magician, turning the battlefield into a stage and performing "teleportation".
Those twisted human bodies that were terrifying to the king's eyes, once they got close to them, they would be easily torn to pieces by the palms of the opponent's crocodile heads!
"Sure enough, the Imperial Army still has countermeasures......
King Tiha couldn't help but take a deep breath, retract his gaze, and said in a deep voice.
The messenger Urbet was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, raised a finger and said to the king:
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, although the Imperial Army has sent a large number of undead strangers, the 'Ritual of Flesh and Blood' has only just begun...... Wait a moment and you'll see them retreat. ”
As he spoke, Ulbert walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the tower, overlooking the battlefield in the distance, and said in an exaggerated tone with open arms:
"Wow, there should be two or three thousand of these undead strangers, and they are all transcendental...... It's a pity that it's still too weak. ”
He shook his head.
King Tiha and the rest of the royal family stood silently, hoping that the battle would turn out as the messenger had said...... In this way, they do not have to abandon their power and wealth and leave here.
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"! Brother Beizi is too fierce! ”
The dragon king spread his arms and turned into huge dark brown wings like a falcon, hovering over the battlefield, and shouted excitedly when he saw the back of the monster tide in front of him.
He saved a brief footage of what he saw and shared it on the Power Channel so that the circus players who were fighting could know about it.
This technique, this operation, this ornamentation...... Proper big guy! ”
Judging from the back and the ability to shoot, it really looks like a copy of Jack...... But one thing to say, it's really handsome! ”
"-We should call Brother Beizi 'Little Jack' now, hahahaha......"
"—Jakespet, as is known, Circus Master, Archon of the Senate of the Generous Parliament, Member of the Imperial Inquisition...... He is known as 'Little Beizi'. ”
"—laughing to death."
"—Don't be so angry! Hurry up and kill the monster! There are a bit of people hanging up on the west side, and there is already a gap! ”
"—Received, received! I came out of the resurrection point of the camp in the rear and immediately rushed over there to help! ”
Circus players are chatting in the chat channel.
With their help, the Imperial Army quickly regrouped, assembled in an orderly manner under the whistles and orders of the officers, and once again fired muskets at the tide of degenerate meat golems.
The crackling sound of gunfire was incessant, and the pungent smell of gunsmoke filled the air.
Countless twisted human bodies were pierced by bullets, shattered like broken dolls, and planted on the way to sprint.
Seeing that the Imperial army was gradually overpowering the monster and was about to kill in front of the castle gate, a loud earthquake shook out.
Thundered!
As if centered on the castle of Nabil Forest, a shock wave visible to the naked eye was set off in all directions, and the rain of blood that kept falling from the sky turned into blood mist, and the stumps and severed arms on the battlefield floated as if they had lost their gravity.
Immediately, under the astonished gaze of everyone, these stumps and severed arms seemed to be controlled by a pair of invisible huge hands, constantly rotating and twisting, forming seven huge "flesh and blood vortexes" in the mid-air of the battlefield!
Even some of the "fallen meat golems" who were charging and raging flew up uncontrollably and were swept into the whirlpool.
"What the hell is this?!"
Some players tilted their heads and looked at the vision in the sky and said in shock.
"No...... I don't know.,It seems to be the other party's big move.,We're not going to be all seconds, right? ”
The player next to him replied.
Click......
The scalp-numbing sound of bones shattering, accompanied by the slippery sound of disgusting mucus, spread around, and the seven whirlpools shrank smaller and smaller, and finally formed a "big meat ball" composed of flesh and blood remains, with a diameter of more than ten meters, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Knock Rum!!
The blood-soaked dirt set off layers of dark red waves, and the tremors under the feet of the Imperial Army and the players could be clearly felt.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, the seven huge balls of flesh actually began to wriggle, and gradually unfolded dozens of pairs of thick arms and legs curled up in a ball, and stood up like a huge "centipede human body".
It looked like a troll stitched together by countless corpses, with countless heads, some of them from fallen flesh golems to those of Imperial soldiers, with hideous faces and screaming wildly.
Knock knock knock......
The seven stitching monsters took a step forward and pounced on the Imperial army like a mountain pouring down on the sea.
"Fire!!"
Beep!
The officers struggled to blow their whistles and convey the order to shoot.
The soldiers of the Imperial Army, although shocked at the sight of the behemoth, were not timid, and raised their guns and pulled the trigger without retreating.
With a crackling sound, countless dense projectiles were concentrated on the stitching monster, but they couldn't do substantial damage at all.
The next second.
There were a few loud bangs, the ground seemed to explode, and a stitching monster raised many fists and beat wildly in the camp of the imperial army, and many soldiers were directly smashed into flesh.
All of a sudden, hoarse retreat orders and shouts were intertwined with screams.
The players reacted early and began to set fire to the seven Stitching Monsters.
They realized that this could be the second stage of the war, facing the "level boss", so they did not spare their hands to output.
However, the behemoth in front of him seems to have a certain amount of mysterious resistance, and the sequence abilities cast by the players can cause very limited damage to it, even similar to those ordinary flintlock muskets......
Barely able to break the defense!
That's when it happened.
A fireball of golden light fell from the sky and hit the chest of a stitching monster.
Boom!
The huge impact made the stitching monster stagger, and a raging fire burned on his body.
Players follow the direction of the fireball, turn their heads and look behind them, and see that the giant mechanical catapults are firing golden cannonballs...... The Stitchers were attacked.
However, the Stitching Monster itself is composed of "Fallen Meat Golems", which are highly resistant to high temperatures, and even if they are burned with flames burning on their bodies, they still move non-stop and wreak havoc in the camp of the Imperial Army.
At the same time, the rain of blood that kept falling from the sky was still providing a steady stream of energy for the stitching monster, prompting it to recover from the slight injuries on its body.
Seeing this, the Imperial Army and the players seem to be in a difficult situation.
With a soft sound, the flying card crossed the line of sight, and the figure of Polaris suddenly appeared in front of a stitching monster. He held a small crossbow in his hand, and with a few clicks, shot out several red rays and hit the other party.
I saw that several arms of this stitching monster disappeared out of thin air, and strange wounds appeared on his body that had been bitten.
"It worked!"
"Brother Beizi's beef pie!"
"To defeat the boss, you still have to rely on Brother Beizi's output!"
The players shouted excitedly.
Ang –
The stitch monster's head roared in unison, letting out a strange and majestic howl, and the sky continued to rain blood, which continued to pour on its massive body, and soon new arms grew back on it.
The players' original happy mood has once again hit rock bottom.
The Stitching Monster used his newly grown arm to slam a few hard shots and nearly knocked Polaris out of the air, but fortunately he flew out of the cards at the first time and shifted his position, which avoided being seconded.
"Abei, is there any other way?"
"Our damage is too low to break the defense...... This big guy is not afraid of crowd tactics at all. ”
Dongyang and Chenxi came to Polaris' side and said in a deep voice.
Polaris shook his head helplessly as he watched as the Stitch Monster was still wreaking havoc.
Several members of the high-level play team couldn't help but show a headache expression.
At this moment.
In the camp in the large rear.
The circus cadres had returned, and they stood quietly behind the commander, looking at the battlefield in the distance.
As the rain of blood became heavier and heavier, Antonio suddenly sneezed, his eyes gradually crawled bloodshot, he shook his head a few times, and said to the boss in a deep voice:
"Mr. Jack, Anton feels a little uncomfortable...... It was as if something was about to grow out of my body, and it was itchy and uncomfortable...... Anton wants to kill, wants to vent. ”
Chen Lun glanced back at the cow thoughtfully.
I guessed in my heart that the ritual arranged by the other party may have inadvertently triggered the treacherous holy sword in Anton's body, which caused it to have some uncomfortable symptoms.
'Forget it, it's not easy for players to deal with such enemies at this stage......
Immediately, he nodded and chuckled, touched Anton's forehead affectionately, and said:
"In that case, let's go play."
"Thank you, Mr. Jack."
Antonio snorted happily, danced a five-second tap dance on his four legs, and rushed out in a puff of smoke.
Floi and the rest of her men remained silent, watching the cow's figure disappear into the curtain of blood.
(End of chapter)