Hit head-on by a vehicle covered in sturdy armor, even the body of a giant beast made of darkness could not maintain its steady, and it flew off into the distance.

The massive body arced through the air, then crashed into the greenery on the side of the road, and finally stopped after breaking a row of small trees. Several of the broken branches sank deep into the bull-like body, tearing out several wounds that exposed the internal structure.

It was entangled darkness, and an ominous aura could be felt from a distance of more than ten meters. Dense black is wound around the metal skeleton, simulating a muscle-like structure, although the color is almost exactly the same pitch black, but if you distinguish carefully, you can still notice some differences - tendons, blood vessels, ** all kinds of parts are tightly combined to frame an animal-like appearance.

But it would be too surreal to say that it was an animal, and although the pitch-black lower body barely resembled a bull, the "bones" wrapped around the outside reflected the luster of metal. It was all a skeleton of steel that had been caught up in it, and they spread down from the man's back, connecting the human body to the bull and the two strong, twisted arms, and finally to the tail.

"Hey, Leonster, are you alright?" a man in a garrison uniform opened the side door of the armored car and shouted into Curt, "I heard from the guys on the second team that you lured the enemy who attacked them away - why are you being chased by this ≤ thing now?"

The black garrison uniform was paired with a long pole of heavy mechanics - it was Grostide, and he was sweating profusely and jumped from the armored vehicle. The officer was now fully in combat mode, looking menacingly at the monster that had been knocked to the side.

The metal plates placed in the nose of the armored car were completely twisted. It's like hitting a solid wall. Apparently the thing that was knocked into the air was stronger than expected, with the metal skeleton attached to the concrete block. Formed armor sufficient to withstand attacks.

Curt shrugged his shoulders and said to his friend he hadn't seen for a long time, "Long time no see." Would you believe Grostide if I told you that this guy was the man who had attacked us? I even scrapped the knife to stop him, but he turned into what he is now—and no matter how much I attacked, it only made him more bizarre and more aggressive. ”

He then briefly told Grostide most of what had happened before, and also reported the murder. The monster destroyed a lot of things while chasing Curt, and if it was all on Curt, he might not be compensated for selling him.

Listen to Curt's debriefing. Grostide could only shake his head and sigh - there were a number of attacks near the central square that night, and the overall scale of the damage was considerable. If the garrison had not evacuated in advance, the loss would probably not have been known to have been due to these belongings.

Curt is like a calamity crow, where he intervenes, something is bound to happen, and the damage is often greater than usual. Grostide didn't even know what to say about this mercenary, his abilities were indeed excellent, but his luck was terrible.

"I said Lizzie, did you know from the beginning that Grostide was coming from this direction. That's why I was asked to guide him to this fork in the road?"

While speaking to Grostide about the information, Curttong Guò Soul Link and Lizzie said, "Although I don't deny that this is indeed an effective solution, you should tell me about the plan." If I'm not doing what you'd expect, it's not Grostet who crashes into me. It's just that I'm going to be trampled into meat sauce by him, no matter which one it is, I don't want to go to that possibility. ”

Curt knew that Lizzie hadn't been cut off yet, so he complained to her in the interlude with the security officers. However, it seems that Lizzie's side still has something to deal with. He just replied casually to Curt, and did not reply again—so Curt had to deal with the other guards' inquiries first.

Except for Grossted. There were also several heavily armed security officers on board the armored vehicles. After they heard Curt's report, they all glanced at Curt suspiciously, who looked a little wolf. Then he turned his head to look at the "bull"-shaped monster lying next to the green belt.

They were obviously a little skeptical of Curt's claim - although the evacuees had told them that there was a powerful berserker here, they hadn't said that he was not human. But when he saw the monster, his face suddenly became even more sinister.

Although it was hit by an armored vehicle, it was also torn out by a large number of green plants. But that doesn't in any way detract from the darkness's ability to mend itself. More sticky sludge seeped out from the male's body, and little by little they seeped into the bull-like body, beginning to mend the wounds scraped by the branches.

The sawdust was swallowed up by the pitch-black stream, and like dry wood ignited by a flame, little by little it turned into black charcoal, and then encased in a clattering slime. I don't know which part of the organism these things will be transformed into, but it won't take long for it to regain its original state.

Almost instantly, the ferocious aura emanating from the enemy's body alerted the eyes of everyone present. From the back of the armored car, five guards with light repeating mechanics ran out at once, and a small-caliber gun of some old models was erected on the originally closed roof.

The vehicles used by the garrison are a bit old, and even the armament seems to be out of step with the times, and it is even more shabby compared to the new equipment of the academy guards. But this did not affect their use - in fact, the garrison did not have much opportunity to fight with the mechanics in peacetime.

Using the open armored door panel as a cover, the guards began to shoot at the monsters that were still recovering. Raining down on the pitch-black beast's body, most of the projectiles were bounced off by the sturdy "shell", and the few hits did not damage the twisted darkness.

From time to time, the glow of magic flashed, cutting a scar the size of a glass on the viscous black, but it was soon filled up again by the flowing sludge. In just a moment, he had lost his human form, and stood up again with his bull-like lower limbs under the fire of the guards.

Even after fighting with him for a while, Curt still couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a terrible ability to recover, if it can continue forever, then it is extremely close to 'immortality'." As long as the injured part is constantly replaced, it is at least difficult to destroy it from a physical point of view. ”

Similar to most approaches to the subject of "immortality", look for something to replace the body and keep it alive. If it is due to the collapse of the body and he is dying, then he will use other things to repair it and keep him in a stable state.

Black mud may have been a refined life force extract, extracted from the bodies of the Slots by Sain Democlus using some ritual. At the hands of this sorcerer, these beings were eventually processed into strangely shaped black mud, which was then injected into the bodies of some people.

But it is clear that not everyone is able to adapt to the black mud - the worst of all is that the mages in the Eye of Truth stronghold, who are unable to maintain even the most basic physical body, and under the erosion of the black mud's power, they have become completely the walking dead manipulated by Sein Democra, and finally even completely submerged in the black mud, crumbling into pieces similar to the black mud.

Even the man who once thought he had controlled the black mud was not spared, he did maintain a part of his personal consciousness, but that was before he was completely engulfed in darkness. His current appearance is the best mockery of him before, but it's a pity that he can't even regret it.

They are powerful but can't control their own will, so what is the use of this kind of power? Their power comes from the "blood of chaos", but they have not succeeded in taming it, but have been swallowed up by "chaos" - the only thing left is a body that is difficult to "die".

"Although the power of restoration is exaggerated, there is a limit after all. ”

Lizzie's voice suddenly echoed in Curt's ears, and she sent some images to Curt's eyes: "Do you remember what we saw in that stronghold of the True Eye? The debris soaked in the pool of blood, and the strange crystals that grew out of the blood, were all by-products of Sain Democra's research, which could be used as a medium to transmit power from a special bloodline. ”

It was a crimson crystal soaked in a pale blue liquid, and Curt remembered it as one of the objects that Lizzie had collected in the Eye of Truth stronghold.

In a blue glow reminiscent of magic, crystals like clotted blood trembled slightly under Lizzie's magical power. If you look closely, you can see that the red crystals emit a faint black afterglow, as if they want to dye the surrounding blue with their own color.

Curt remembered what they had seen in the underground of the Eye of Truth stronghold, the strange crystals slowly growing out of the splatters of blood. As if grown from coagulated blood, these fragments contain subtle magic and highly condensed vitality.

This is the carrier of the so-called "blood of chaos", in which Sein Democlus extracted the crystals of blood, processed them and implanted them into people's bodies. This will give them supernormal strength and vitality, and it may also turn them into monsters that are difficult to describe in words.

For example, the man who is standing up slowly under the rain of bullets now, his lower body has been reduced to the appearance of a beast, and the part that belongs to the human is about to completely shrink. (To be continued......)