[Tentacles...... It can't be a faceless, right? 】

[It looks like it, I have a bad premonition.] 】

The Faceless, nicknamed Jeff Face by the barrage, is a mid-level officer under the command of the Elder God, a dangerous lurker bent on reviving the primeval Dark Empire.

Wherever there are ancient gods, there must be faceless ones.

In other words, as long as you see the Faceless One, you are almost certain that there are powerful creatures of the Ancient God System nearby.

Maybe not the Old Gods themselves, but at least it's something of the level of Kseraki.

Nazmir is the lair of the man-made ancient god Gohorn, and it's not surprising that Faceless Beings are there.

Sarren wondered how this guy could have been ambushed in the place where he was trying to enter the water.

Sarjan's journey was completely whimsical, and wherever he went, there was only one core idea, to bypass the large blood troll colony of Nazvasa.

For a moment, he was a little confused whether the "encounter" with the Faceless One was accidental or inevitable.

'Hawkeye! ’

Species: Faceless

Level: 45 (Elite Template)

At this stage, Hawkeye can only see this information, and the high level of 45 alone makes Sarren's scalp tingle.

'It is worthy of being a middle-level cadre of the ancient god system, and any one of them will have the strength to be close to the legend. ’

Sarayan didn't want to waste time in Nazmir, the Gohorn lair, but seeing the faceless one coming out of the water and casting a spell to seal the entrance to the sea, he realized that this battle might be inevitable.

In barrage terms, 0 vs. 45 is too difficult.

Even if Sarren's actual combat power is stronger than that of the panel, he will still be ruthlessly crushed by the level when facing this faceless.

And that's exactly what happened.

"Drink!"

Sarian never knew what cowardice was, and as long as the gap was not so big that there was no hope of victory, he would take the initiative to challenge the enemy with high fighting spirit.

Soaring into the air while shouting a battle cry, Sarjan used the Accelerated Fall to increase the power of his attack, slashing the Faceless One standing in the water with a heavy slash.

Facelings are flesh creatures in humanoid form, unarmed.

There are two tentacles on both hands, one large and one small, and a thick tentacle resembling a nose has dragged down from his head, so that he can't see where his eyes are.

It was the first time Sarian had seen the Faceless, and although he was curious about its appearance, he was not puzzled by its strange red and blue color scheme, and thought that the Faceless One was like that.

But the barrage was hotly discussed at this time.

The Faceless Ones they had seen before were either purple or dark blue or cyan, and they had never seen a strange variety of red and blue.

"Whoa!!"

The Faceless One is the minions of the Old Gods, and naturally has the same means of influencing souls as the Old Gods.

Before launching a physical attack, it first opened its mouth and let out a long whistle.

Feeling the mental attack at close range, Sarren's movements paused slightly, but he quickly regained his sanity through the natural skill "Endless Battle Intent".

A momentary shake allowed the Faceless One to take the lead, and the tentacle with the larger right hand suddenly flung out towards Sarjan.

The flesh tentacle eerily extended rapidly in mid-air, and it unleashed a long-range attack.

The blow was just a temptation, and Sarren, who was focused again, dodged with a slight tilt of his head.

But as the tentacles brushed his side, a ghostly howl sounded in Sarjan's ears.

This is the spiritual pollution attached to the Faceless's attack, Sarjan frowned slightly, and quickly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and backhanded the Demon Slayer's greatsword up.

"Boom!"

Easily cut off the Faceless's extended tentacles, Saljan was very surprised by this, he thought that the Faceless would retract the tentacles, but he didn't expect the other party to hide at all.

"Poof! Burst! ”

Ignoring the short-standing right tentacle, the Faceless One opened its mouth and spewed a barrage of small black energy projectiles at Sarren.

This move was a bit unexpected by Sarren, but he still adjusted his posture in time, and erected the broad blade of the Demon Slayer's Great Sword in front of him, blocking most of the incoming energy projectiles.

Ever since he learned that he could manifest the scale armor of the dragons, Salian rarely wore heavy armor anymore.

At this time, he was only covered with a simple leather armor, and under the large-scale stray bullet attack of the Faceless, the leather armor on his hands and feet was easily pierced like papier-mâché, leaving some scorched black scars on the surface of Saljan's body.

"Hiss~"

The corrosive sensation from the wound made Sarian tug at the corners of his mouth, this skin trauma was not serious, and Sarjan, who often fought, was used to it.

However, all of the Faceless's attacks seem to have a psychic effect.

For a moment, Salian hallucinated, as if he saw the flesh on his hands and feet rotting and falling like a viscous liquid, leaving only Sensen's bones.

When Sarjan got rid of the hallucination, the Faceless's severed tentacles grew back unscientifically, and the speed of super-fast regeneration was beyond the reach of Sarjan, who was also powerful in self-healing.

Through this round of testing, the Faceless One roughly figured out the strength of Sarean and began to come to the real thing.

His right tentacle is mainly responsible for physical attacks, and the smaller tentacle on the left is used to cast spells.

[Watch out! The flesh and blood monsters of the ancient god system all use void energy, which is extremely corrosive to both the spirit and the body, try not to be touched by their attacks! 】

"Even if you say so......"

A huge black ball of energy was thrown out by the Faceless One, and feeling the terrifying energy contained in the ball, Saljan did not dare to make a hard connection, and used a heroic leap to jump beyond the distance.

"Boom!"

The black energy balls that fell into the empty space quickly fell into the dense swampy jungle, and all the animals and plants that were touched were instantly blackened, turning into lifeless black ashes and scattering in all directions.

Before the mud-covered Sallian could stand still, the Faceless One flung his right tentacle over again.

This time, the frequency of attacks was noticeably faster than before, and a blood-red glimmer appeared on the top of the tentacles that was quite familiar to Sarren.

"Hmm!"

Although he narrowly escaped the piercing attack of the tentacles, the sharp air flow brought by the passing tentacles left a small blood mark on the side of Saljan's neck.

A large amount of blood that did not meet the specifications of the wound gushed out of Sarren's neck, and the originally small wound was torn apart by the rush of blood, and the small wound became a large gap.

"Blood magic?!"

Blood poured uncontrollably towards the Faceless One, and Sarean's face visibly grew paler to the naked eye.

"Gan! I'll let you suck! ”

Sarjan's eyes widened in anger and he activated the new skill he had acquired at Warrior Level 5.

"The gods descend to earth!"

With the activation of the skill, Sarren's flesh and blood quickly hardened, and his body also became slightly larger.

Although it is not possible to turn into a stone body like the dwarves did when they use the gods to descend to the earth, the hardened body effectively prevents the blood from flowing out.

"It's not over yet! Dragonman Transformation! ”

At the same time as the transformation was activated, golden scales grew on the surface of Salian's body, and a pair of golden flesh wings also protruded from his back.

"Ding!"

The Faceless tried to take advantage of the victory, but this time its tentacles hit the scales and failed to damage the two buff skills of Sarren.

In a short period of time, Sarjan's strength has increased dramatically, and he raised the Demon Slayer's greatsword with both hands, and quickly closed the distance between the two sides under the push of his wings.

"Arcane Impact!"

When he was about to make contact with the Faceless, Sarian unleashed a weapon effect that disrupted the pace of his opponent's prepared defenses.

"Death to the master!"

The greatsword that followed slashed down, and the heavy blade made a dull sound of breaking wind under the immense force of the swing.

Sarean had thought that this blow would deal a lot of damage to the Faceless One, even if it didn't kill the enemy, but the enemy's response was somewhat unexpected.

"Wow~"

The Faceless One, who had always had the upper hand, suddenly retreated into the water, using the cushion of the water to dodge Sarjan's attack.

After diving into the sea, the Faceless did not reappear, and Sallian waited nervously on the shore for a while.

It wasn't until the side effects of the dragonman's transformation gradually became too big to bear that he had no choice but to lift the strengthened state, and gasped for breath with his big sword in both hands.

Looking at the calm of the sea after the faceless disappeared, Sarren's brow furrowed tightly.

"What do you mean? Test? Forcing my hole cards? ”

Worried about the sea where the Faceless One lurked, Salian stayed on the shore and waited for a while.

For a short period of time after removing the dragonman's transformation, its combat effectiveness will decline due to the impact of side effects, and this is the best opportunity for a sneak attack.

But until the side effects of the dragonman's transformation subsided, Mr. Jebble Face did not reappear.

Doubtful, Sarian did not dare to enter the sea for the time being, and once again spread his wings and flew into the sky, like a golden streamer against the sea towards the island of Kurtilas.

After Sarren leaves, an apparition of Bonsandy emerges from the same place where he had fought the Facelings.

The always cynical Death Reaper Loa had a somewhat serious expression at this time.

Glancing up at the heart of darkness in the center of Nazmir, a look of worry flashed in Bonsandy's eyes.

"Blood God...... Hum! I finally started to take it anymore. ”

"Forget it, let Lezan worry about it, hey~ Anyway, the more deaths on both sides, the more souls there are, which is more beneficial to me." (To be continued)