Blood tax

Chapter 187 Team Battle ([-])

A bloody chain suddenly flashed out of the debris and slurry that filled the sky.The chains, with barbs and spikes, roared towards Midemaeah.This chain has a metallic luster, but it has a breath of life like flesh and tentacles, grabbing the living person in front of it.

Midian Maiya looked directly at the incoming chains, and raised his shoulder shield to block forward without dodging or evading.After a loud impact, the chain bounced off the solid shield, but the barb hooked the shield at a strange angle.A huge pulling force followed, trying to drag him over.

"Oh, interesting tactics, this chain can be used to destroy formations and defenses." Midian Maier smiled with interest, reached out and grabbed the thick chain, and pulled it towards him, "But ah , your power is nothing to me!"

Immediately behind him appeared a hideous and dark huge shadow, faintly visible pale fangs and bloody eyes gleaming fiercely.At the same time that Midianmeier was exerting his strength, an illusory ferocious beast blessed him with strength.

The chain made a humming roar, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared from the flying minced meat and approached here.The suture monster like a mountain of meat was dragged over!

One of Stitcher's arms lacked a palm, and the chains grew from where the severed limb had been.Pulled by Midianmeier, this huge undead creature couldn't break free, and was dragged to the front even rolling and crawling.

Midianmaia threw the chain, pulled out his blazing tomahawk, and slashed at the stitch monster.

Before the ax blade was swung down, the Stitcher's fat body was torn apart from the inside out, and a huge ghoul jumped out of the black blood and rotting intestines.

It turned out to be hiding in the body of its accomplices. The arm that had just been broken by Amber had healed as before, and even the whole body was wrapped in flesh and blood, with even more momentum and speed.

Midian Maier was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by this pounce.Just when he was struggling to stand up, the ghoul's pupils began to flicker with black light, and thick black liquid sprayed out from his whole body.This strange liquid splashed on Midememia's armor, and instantly solidified into shape, enveloping him like a cocoon.

Amber stepped forward, stepping on the fallen Sutoral and jumped up.Her dexterous figure shone in the black liquid, and she landed behind the ghoul unscathed, grabbed its neck and threw it into the sky.

The ghoul flew into the air before it could turn around.It danced and flew in mid-air, and suddenly there was a bright light on its spine, followed by a loud noise.

Amber raised his knee and slammed into it in the air.The blow made the ghoul bulge in the middle like an acute angle.The moment it tried to break free, a series of blows followed.

Ophelia quietly watched the battlefield ahead.The scattered corpses are falling down in the flickering light.She put away her bow and arrow in satisfaction, her red eyes reflected a strange light across the battlefield, and then cast her gaze to the side of the arrow tower where she was.

A few militiamen stood there, nervously staring at the battle ahead.They felt Miss Sagittarius' gaze, and they all turned their heads involuntarily, looking at her inexplicably.

A cloud of black smoke rose just around their feet.Suddenly an enemy in a burqa appeared on the arrow tower.The breath of death surrounded it, frightening the militiamen to flee.

"Where did you get the courage?" Ophelia threw away the bow and arrow, "Do you think long-distance is easy to deal with? I don't want to be a good mage, so I want to be an assassin?"

The cultist who emerged from the black smoke held a wand in his hand and pointed at Ophelia: "Follow the master's will, and sacrifice you. Take, take, take..."

Its rotting lips were suddenly stiff, and no matter how hard it tried, it could not cast a deadly spell.

"Take what?" Ophelia came to it with a smile, waved and broke its wrist holding the wand.

The eyes of the cultists are full of inconceivable expressions.It couldn't understand that the human being in front of him seemed to be doing nothing, but he couldn't speak or move his body.

It seemed to be swallowed by a giant beast in the abyss, without a trace of resistance, and the remaining consciousness was being wiped out and shattered bit by bit.

"It's all delivered to your door, so I'm not welcome! Don't worry, I'm not picky eaters, I will eat you up." Ophelia's left eye flashed a strange red light, and she raised her hand to press the cultist's mouth. On the neck, twist with both hands.

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After repelling the second round of attacks, Griffith and his teammates formed a team of four and circled along the river bank, walking around the barren wilderness and approaching the large tomb.

More than two miles behind them, a large number of undead creatures gathered on the front of the shore wall.After losing a group of powerful undead creature elites, they were unwilling to launch a full-scale attack, but they were beaten badly under the barrier and the rocket, and completely lost the ability to attack.Now, they are being suppressed by a certain will and dare not leave their posts. They stand like wooden stakes in the open space hundreds of meters outside the barrier, motionless.

Not far in front of the four-person team, there were no wandering undead creatures near the large tomb in Revan Cemetery.This building is a trapezoidal building with a wide bottom and a narrow top. The roof of the building has been covered by a black substance that twists and wriggles like a tentacle, and a green crystal rotates on it.On the walls that were not completely covered by the black mud, you can still see the dilapidated and collapsed stone walls of the tomb under the erosion of the years.

There is a large hole on each of the four walls of the building, and a steady stream of black mud is flowing out of the hole and spreading to the distance, eroding and polluting the soil there, turning it into the same muddy and sticky black mud land.

The building shivered like a living heart, its fel green light flickering across the wilderness like a torch in a gale.

There was a strong wind blowing in the outskirts where not a single blade of grass had grown, and the gravel and dust were swept up by the whirlwind to invade and roll wantonly. The green light of the crystal was reflected in the low-hanging black clouds, and there were faint green lightning rolling in the sky.

From here to the urban area in the east, there are more than a dozen such strange lights echoing between the sky and the earth in the vast sky.

Just staring at the dark sky and the tomb chamber makes one feel unspeakable oppression and fear.Even without using inspiration, one can imagine that there is a terrible monster lurking here.

"Get ready to fight," Griffith looked around. "Rushing in is not a good idea. Let's lure out the monster inside. Kill it before the undead reinforcements arrive."

Ophelia stood up confidently: "Leave it to me, you all get ready outside!"

Seeing how confident she was, Midianmaia asked a little worriedly: "You're not going to rush in and shoot it with an arrow, then run away with all your strength, and get out before it catches you?"

It is really worrying to say that, the companions present are hesitating whether they should go in together to cover her.

"Midian Maiya, Midian Maiya, you really don't understand the profound art of provocation~" Ophelia shook her finger, "Do you think what I have to do is sneak in and find the monster leader, Give it an arrow and run away, and you have to give it another shot from time to time along the way to prevent it from going back on its own. No, no, no, Midianmeier, that's too amateurish.

"Stand back, I'm right here, and I'll let you see the demeanor of an expert!"

After saying this, she flicked her long golden ponytail, put away her bow and arrow vigorously, held a crystal in front of her chest, and stared directly at the large tomb in front of her.

A powerful wave of psionic energy bloomed in her left magic eye.Even the teammates standing beside her felt the threat of needle pricks, as if all their privacy and secrets could not be hidden in front of this extremely penetrating force.

The large tomb room immediately sent out an earth-shaking roar.A powerful and chaotic aura looms over the sky and the earth.It is like countless distorted monsters and howling lives gathered together disgustingly like insect eggs, stretching out tentacles from the abyss of death to the world of the living.

The four people outside the tomb were stunned for a moment, and in a short time they had the idea of ​​turning around and running away.

This powerful force has surpassed the rank of Sequence 6, much stronger than Erza's spiritual power, and seems to be only a thin line away from the terrifying death knight.

A powerful, malicious and angry voice was roaring, hitting everyone's eardrums with a deafening bang:

"Heh, little bug.

"The mighty rotting spirit Findus Blight is watching you."

This sudden roar was almost like the dragon's roar of a giant dragon and the roar of a prehistoric giant beast. It rolled up a monstrous evil aura and blatantly crushed it towards the whole world.

The ground began to shake, and the black mud boiled like lava that was about to erupt.The group of corpses far away on the shore let out a series of mournful howls, and started to commotion crazily.

This astonishing momentum made Ophelia take a step back in shock.She recovered quickly, turned around with a little embarrassment but still gracefully and said to everyone:

"Then, it's here~ I think everyone should show all their real skills, all! All! Really! Ben! Things!"

The expression on her face when she said this was like a child playing with a torch mountain and explaining her mistakes to an adult. People couldn't help but believe that the situation must be worse than what she said...

Amber looked at her, and asked with a little doubt: "What did you do, why did this monster react so strongly?"

"It's nothing, I just used the magic eye to strengthen the insight, and after observing it carefully, it became like this," Ophelia said with a smile, worried that Amber would not understand, and explained in detail For a moment, "Basically the equivalent of Griffith rushing into the bathroom while you're showering, looking you up and down a few times, and then telling you to turn around and let me look behind you. What do you think?"

With a face of sudden realization, Amber said resolutely: "That must kill him!"

(End of this chapter)