The King of Biting Bone, this is a guy who will not be wrong if he has studied a little history.

Although it has been a century since the Fourth Black Plague ended, the heavy damage caused by that disaster to the mainland has not yet recovered, and there are many vast and abandoned "no man's lands" in both the Plantagenet Kingdom and Nordtov's territory, which are the places where the Fourth Black Plague once ravaged.

It is a memorial of the past and history, and a silent indictment of the disaster.

During the Fourth Black Plague, the Gnoll Warlocks had used a vicious plague that had left many war zones on the continent starving, and no one doubted that the Gnolls would do the same in this Black Plague.

No matter how evil you do, you won't have any more burden in your heart when you do it a second time.

The first time can be said to be unexpected, but the second time must be a choice!

In short, as the initiator of the calamity that once wreaked havoc on the entire continent, the image of the King of Biting Bones must be remembered by future generations.

Both Miriam and Colonel Fraser have said that their history textbooks at Port Chardo contain detailed descriptions of the appearance of the Lord of the Bitres.

It was a gigantic gnoll!

Taller than the strongest brute, with a natural terrifying claw and teeth that can crush almost any steel, the King of Bone has the most luxurious fur and the prettiest tail of any gnoll.

Judging from the illustrations in the textbook alone, this particular gnoll has almost escaped the image of a barbarian, and any foreign race can feel the majesty and beauty of the strength of the King of Biting Bones from the illustrations.

Naturally, the illustrations that were widely circulated were found in the library of the Crimson Corridor, and Murphy read them more than once after learning that the Black Plague was coming.

He is also well aware of the image of the King of Biting Bone.

But to be honest, the "King of Biting Bone" who appeared in front of him now cannot be said to be exactly the same as the legendary image, and it can only be said that it is not at all similar.

The "King of the Gnolls" below Murphy does have a huge skeleton, making it almost as tall as a trolls when it stands upright, which is two heads taller than the gnolls brutes of the Dark Mountains, and is already considered a "giant species" in the Gnoll race.

If Hogg were to be thrown in front of it, the poor Bloodclaw Chief would probably be at most the position of the crotch shaft of the Lord of the Biting Bone.

It's simply the difference between a fart and a can.

But other than that, the King of Biting Bones no longer has the slightest "royal demeanor" to speak of, and its shriveled corpse has no idea what has been infused inside, although it has made its body plump and violent again, but there is an uncontrollable evil and filthy corrosive festering on its skin.

Even some of the wounds could be seen flashing eerily green and red fluorescents from the shell.

The originally sharp bone claws of the deceased who had been reawakened by the undead were stimulated by the strange force to expand again, making the claws of the Lord of Biting Bones as terrifying as the dagger scimitar, and even more terrible, the claws were wrapped with green light.

It's like being enchanted with the effect of "Poison +3".

In addition, the biggest feature of the Biting King at this time is the strange shadow that has been wrapped around its body as it moves, which Murphy is very familiar with.

This is the "shadow cloak" that vampires need to hold up when they are active in the sun to avoid being burned, but the shadow around the bone biting king has become a substantial "realm barrier", which not only protects it from direct sunlight, but also brings strength and blessing to this strange corpse in the shadows.

From the scarlet light flashing from the corpse-like face of the King of Biting Bone, it is not difficult to judge its "source of power" at this time.

Murphy finally knows where Cripple is using all the vampire hearts he bought from Hogg?

This bastard constructor actually transplanted the power of a vampire to a corpse, and the transplantation was so successful that the King of Biting Bones actually had a strong vampire trait after being resurrected.

The material used for its resurrection is the heart of a wolf venom vampire, which means that the monster in front of it has the enhancement of the wolf bat, making the already tricky creature a stronger threat again.

Just by looking at its confrontation with the swamp serpent like a roaring beast of death, the mad genius of Cripple Claw has regained the strength of the dead man.

It would certainly not be possible for this corpse, which had been dead for a hundred years, to return to the full heyday of the Golden Rank, but it was definitely enough to reach the edge of that layer of power.

This can also be seen from the feedback of Murphy's reconnaissance technique on the King of Biting Bone:

Name: [King of Biting Bone] Fredet Biting Bone

Rank: Level 40, Golden Body, Stitched Structure

Occupation:???

Status: Soulless Body, Poisonous Corrosion, Hades Enhancement, Midnight Blessing, Resurrection and Weakness

Rating: Extremely dangerous

Character Description:

[It's roaring, but the anger is not only disturbed out of rest, but also because of the blasphemous helpless vampire, give it a ride.] 】

"It's easy to say! I'm a black iron vampire, what can I do to send a gold-level undead to rest? Even if it's just a revenant who has been temporarily awakened. ”

Murphy spat fiercely.

Still, he drew his staff and sword, ready to intervene in the increasingly fierce death struggle that was going on.

The swamp serpent that was supposed to destroy the Warlock Tower under the lure of the Dome had already been entangled, and the frenzied attack from the out-of-control golden bones made it feel a threat to its life, and it had to temporarily let go of its instinct to protect its cubs.

It stands to reason that the badly injured legendary creature is an unfair battle against the Golden Warrior, but the weakness of the Biting King makes it impossible to end the fight as soon as possible.

The battle between the two dangerous skeleton-level bosses, one large and one small, actually turned into a strange tug-of-war, and he keenly realized that he didn't seem to be without the power to fight.

However, all this is still too early for players now.

Neither the King of Biting Bones nor Ninki Nanka could touch the power of porcelain with them, and just now, the Giant Shark tried to jump in and pick up a leak, but as soon as he got close, he was dismembered by the King of Biting Bones with a claw.

The bald-headed vampire warrior monk even used the life-saving technique taught by Lord Turner to strengthen himself with the aura of a warrior monk, but he still didn't even have a chance to escape by turning into a bat.

Such a crisp and neat second kill made the others also lose their minds, they felt that this outrageous damage must be a "plot kill", so they took advantage of the battle between the giant snake and the king of biting bones, and began to rush the already crumbling warlock tower in clusters.

In this chaotic chaos, the Gnoll Warlocks of the Plague Clan have completely lost the will to fight to the death, and they have begun to flee, but the players will not allow them to leave alive.

Battles are being staged everywhere in the chaotic and collapsed Plague Town, which will not matter the difference between high-end players and novices, anyway, it is absolutely no problem to rush when you see a monster.

The iron walls of Plague Town were reduced to nothing at this moment, and the lame claw could not care about anything else in order to escape.

The frenzied constructor unleashed all the strange structures in his tower, like a "great exhibition of dead creatures", which made the already chaotic town even more chaotic.

"Phimes, come to a bondage!"

Murphy surveyed the battlefield below, and he called for the eldest lady to come in and clean up.

The Warlock Tower, which has been hit by the swamp serpent several times, has temporarily misplaced its psionic manipulation, and it is no longer necessary for the eldest lady to maintain the psionic countermeasures to free her hand.

She understood what Murphy meant, and propped up a wall of restraint made of Crimson psionic energy toward the side of the tower, temporarily sealing off the screaming and dangerous structures to give the players enough time to break through the Warlock Tower.

"Murphy, don't go down! That golden bone is dangerous! ”

The eldest lady did not forget to remind:

"I know you can defeat the enemies of the Silver Tier, but this and the others are not opponents of the same level, let the Giant Serpent consume it! Those vampire hearts couldn't support the bones of the Golden Tier for too long in a battle of this intensity. ”

"Of course I know that."

Murphy responded:

"It's because it can't sustain this level of intensity for too long, so I'm going to experience what it's like to fight a Gold-tier enemy in advance. What's more, our giant snake seems to be a little overwhelmed.

This poor creature is already too weak for if I don't think about it, it might actually die here. ”

"That's a legendary creature, Murphy!"

The eldest lady said helplessly:

"The life and death of this level of life is no longer up to you, don't do things recklessly, count me as begging."

"It used to be true, but now I realize that it might really have something to do with me."

Murphy sighed.

He's not talking nonsense

You see, the swamp serpent lives in the exclusion zone, where it has been for more than a thousand years, and there is apparently an "optional exploration area" reserved for Alpha by the creator of what appears to be [DATA EXPUNGED].

If there is nothing to do with the two, Murphy can perform a 3,600-degree handstand flip for ten and a half weeks on the spot to show the eldest lady.

Unfortunately, this is a secret that cannot be revealed to anyone else.

"Triss is already on her way, and I need to make sure this desecrated skeleton doesn't interfere with the war that is going so far."

Murphy let out a sigh of relief, and seeing that the biter king below had climbed onto Ninkinanka's badly injured back to tear open the fatal wound, he no longer hesitated, folded his wings and smashed down towards the roaring serpent in the most classic "death airborne" flyby.

"Bang"

The claws of the Bone Biter tore through the poisonous flesh, and just as he was about to devour the hungry thing in a frenzy, he was struck by the shadows.

In a powerful Wolf's Kiss slash, the Gnoll's body was unsteady and thrown to the ground by the struggling serpent, and Murphy followed with another nightbat charge, only to be easily parried by the Golden Bone with incredible agility and a deadly counterattack.

But it didn't hit.

Murphy dodged the claw with a perfect manta dodge, and then showed himself ten paces away in the flight of the little bats, and the necessary evil shook his head and tail and whistled and was slapped away by the King of Biting Bones with a claw.

The two of them stood on either side of the Inki Nanka's blood dripping and corroding.

Standing opposite each other in the shadow of the behemoth, before they could attack again, the serpent roared and unleashed an earthquake spell that tore the ground in the center of Plague Town.

The splash of bricks and stones made Murphy fly into the air to search for enemies, but he was caught off guard by the wolf's claws from behind, and the golden bones broke through the defense, and the claws pierced into Murphy's shoulders and smashed him to the ground like a meteor.

In just three moves, Murphy bled out.

Obviously, even the weakened Golden Bones weren't an enemy he could deal with right now, not to mention the swamp serpent constantly attacking him in chaos.

The two of them fell to the ground just in time to be caught by Ninki Nanka, and the giant snake with angry eyes opened its mouth and was about to spew out deadly toxins, burying the damned undead with the equally nasty vampire!

At that moment, the muffled sound of cannon echoed, and twenty gold-burning cannonballs fell almost in a sweeping manner into the chaotic town of Plague, eight of which hit the crumbling Warlock Tower, and the remaining twelve hit the serpent's body so large that it was almost impossible to miss.

Such an attack is meaningless against the serpent's gem scales.

However, I don't know if it was the luck of the Plantagenet artillerymen, or the bad luck of the giant snake today, two of the cannonballs actually hit the wound on its back, and the explosion opened the flesh and blood to fly, causing Ningkinanka's painful scream to resound in the sky, and also knocked the venom rain that it was ready to send back to its throat.

"Well played!"

On the hill outside the town, Colonel Fraser, who was watching with a telescope in his hand, shook his fist fiercely, and he shouted:

"Dunn! You're right! I'm going to give you credit! But now put away your smirk and let your artillery keep shooting! Ron, you're going to help too! Today we will raise the glory of gorse in this swampy land!

We want the King and our family to be proud of us!

Neither the legendary nor the hellish King of the Biting Bone can break our courage! ”

Major Ron would take off his hat and fall to the ground, and the gunner, who had pushed away a cannon, went into battle himself, and while grabbing the Arithmetic Orb and the Meow Giant Serpent, he shouted:

"! This is where warriors should be! Marshal Loren and my dad will love it too!

!

I found out that I actually liked Transca, I didn't get a chance to be involved in such a thing anywhere else, keep playing for me!

Until you run out of shells!

The battle lines of those Transrian barbarians are in jeopardy, they need our fire support, and we can't let them underestimate us!

Keep shooting! ”

"Boom"

Another round of shelling streaked across the sky, barely adjusting the angle of the shot, allowing the shelling to burst into more flames on the serpent.

Rao is a legendary creature, no matter how powerful it is, it is also a little powerless under the continuous weakening and serious injuries during this time.

But that's a good thing.

Without the interference of the Angry Serpent, Lord Murphy on the ground could finally devote himself to the battle against this dangerous golden bone.

Murphy put this on the spot as a "trial" of his own.

He really wanted to see how much the swordsmanship he had cultivated during this period of time could bring him much improvement, it was impossible to defeat the Golden Dead Bone, but at least he couldn't be killed by it in seconds, right?

Murphy knew very well that he didn't really need to defeat the King of Biting Bone, he just needed time to win.

It's golden!

And now it's only twenty vampire hearts that have been fused together that provide it with the power to move, isn't that the equivalent of stuffing a tank with twenty No. 5 batteries in its engine and trying to drive it to the Battle of Kursk?

Even if you have a gathering ring, you can't resist making it like this!

Just in the 187th second of the battle, Murphy, who had been broken several times, clearly felt that the strength, speed and reflexes of the King of Biting Bones had decreased significantly, and the attacks that could not be locked could have been barely blocked, and even in the latter's stiff "skill backswing", the vampire could still find time to fight back.

At the same time, the crumbling Warlock Tari didn't know what was happening, and the claw's screams rang out from within, calling frantically to the Lord of the Biters to protect it.

The forced summons from the necromancer made it impossible for the necromantic creature to disobey, and the golden bones that had the upper hand were about to reflexively rush into the Warlock's Tower, but the explosion of the Crimson Streamer and the desolate howls of the astral wolves meant that Murphy didn't intend to just let it go.

The Blood Alliance Knights, who are known for their ability to defend against counterattacks, have once again confronted the Golden Dead Bones, and the vampire lord of the master posture stood firm, he touched the wound on his shoulder, and then looked at the terrible scar on his body whose armor was pulled out, and then complained:

"This old Edward's craftsmanship is not good! Not to mention that your handmade talisman armor can't stop the broken claws of the King of Biting Bone, how can this not even resist the venom corrosion of a mere legendary creature?

That's all the first leatherman in the mainland?

That's enough false propaganda of this level! Be sure to apply for after-sales and complain about that old guy severely.

However, if your current source of power is the heart of a vampire, doesn't that mean that if something makes a vampire feel pain, then you will also be countered? ”

Murphy looked up at the golden bones in front of him, whose bladed claws were as furious as beasts, ready to strike again, and he whispered:

"Femis, do me a favor, old tactic!"

"Huh?"

The eldest lady was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

She soared into the air with a wave of nostalgia, pointing the staff of night screaming in her hand to the sky.

A charged psionic blast blasted into the sky, dispersing the year-round haze and smoke over Plague Town, allowing the midday sun to spill like a waterfall on the land of Plague Town.

This blow made this full of war and chaos, and a very religious pillar of light appeared on the battlefield that was being staged in the haze of bloodshed.

It fell from the sky like a god's arm, and the light and shadow were so wonderful that even the Plantagenet artillerymen who were aiming at the Legendary Serpent and Warlock Towers in the distance were stunned for a moment.

The members of the Avalon Church who were pouring into the battlefield of Plaguetown couldn't help but chant the name of the god.

They saw it as a guide from the gods, and thus dispelled more fear and morale in their hearts.

In the center of the sunlit land, Murphy, who endured the sun's burning, skillfully covered his face with a mask to prevent his handsome face from being burned.

Looking at the body curled up in front of him by direct sunlight, and its rotten fur was breeding golden bones of flying ashes, he said:

"It seems that the transformation technique of the lame claw is not very good, not only does it not allow you to obtain the essence of Midnight Blessing, but it gives you several weaknesses out of thin air. Hey, the so-called mystery of death is nothing more than that.

The rest you seek and desire is in My hands, and I will mercifully bestow it upon you as the true end of all the legends that have been made about you.

No matter how noble or lowly you have been, whether you have been great or despicable, since you are dead, don't interfere in the world of the living anymore! ”

(End of chapter)