arcane emperor

Chapter 142 Bloody Kahn: Kill me! (6 more)
Matthew heard their mutterings and felt that they were a little arrogant. The battle was not over yet!
Although he was "complaining" like this, Matthew's face showed a smile unconsciously, and he raised his staff high under everyone's excited gaze.

The long-lost "Fireball Technique" roared out and exploded among the monsters.

The bombing from arcane magic is coming!
Boom!

The fireball techniques familiar to soldiers and adventurers were released one after another.

They showed terrifying destructive power, tearing apart the crowded monsters and experimental subjects.

In just a few dozen breaths, more than 20 fireballs exploded, and hundreds of monsters were killed or severely injured.

The defensive pressure immediately decreased.

Adam Smith was even more excited.

Dozens of clay golems walked out of the tent with heavy steps.

These clay golems are taller, covered in metal armor, and have stronger defenses.

"Where did they come from?"

The image of the teleportation circle flashed through Adam Smith's mind. He heard the excited discussions of other soldiers and adventurers and reacted immediately.

"No matter what method the Arcanist uses, I should keep it a secret and not pry..."

Even though the battle was not over yet, Adam Smith had already made up his mind.

In the following time, he must study and train hard. Even if he does not have much combat power, he cannot become a weak point that can be manipulated by others.

Just as Adam Smith was thinking, the mutated clay golem stepping on the wall was like a heavy hammer hitting the wall.

The experimental subjects that had just rushed up slashed at their chests with their claws, but they only scratched out a few sparks on the thick metal armor.

Bang!
The spiked iron fist smashed the test subject's bones and tendons.

Some were hit in the head from the front, and their twisted bodies immediately went limp.

The remaining experimental subjects struggled to jump up, bumped head-on into the mutant clay golem, and fell down again.

As soon as the mutated clay golem appeared, it used its powerful strength and size to fight back the experimental subject's attack with heavy punches.

The heavily armored soldiers, who had endured huge defensive pressure, immediately retreated.

They looked at the huge bodies approaching 50 mutated clay golems, with a little bit of complexity in their eyes.

The territory actually possesses such powerful war weapons, is it still necessary for them to exist?

Matthew didn't care what they thought, and he didn't bother to take the time to explain it. The tool man had other arrangements.

Seeing that the front line was temporarily stable, he secretly watched a few "spies" among the adventurers and found that these guys were actually fighting hard.

It can be seen that the terrifying methods and cruel behavior of the enemy, represented by Blood-Handed Kahn, make these designated "spies" intolerable.

Who wouldn't be afraid of an ally who suddenly goes crazy?
Of course, there is a very small possibility that these "spies" are still acting...

Matthew doesn't care what these adventurers think, as long as the war situation is stable, he doesn't want to take action against these guys.

Keep them, they might be useful!

As the mutated clay golem blocked the gap and firmly guarded the wall, a solid defensive formation was rebuilt.

Soldiers and adventurers have returned to a state of combat where they only use their full output.

The battle that used to feel a little numb and boring, after experiencing the critical moment of life and death, now everyone feels quite wonderful.

However, Blood-Hand Kahn, who is still fighting in the camp, still cares about the hearts of many people.

However, the current Blood-Hand Kahn is no longer as violent and ferocious as when he first appeared.

With the help of Matthew's continuous "weakness technique", "slowness technique" and "greasy technique", he never touched the teeth even once.

His left arm was completely broken, three of his six legs were lame, and his body was covered with bloody wounds.

Even his crazy roar was already weak and powerless.

"Roar...!" Bloody Kahn, who had another leg bitten off, roared feebly. His whole body fell heavily and he could no longer get up.

Seeing that Bloodhand Kahn has lost his fighting power, his evil and twisted body slowly melted away under Matthew's gaze.

Such a strange change made Matthew's pupils shrink slightly, and he subconsciously looked for a detailed explanation.

"The blood vessels are disintegrating..."

"The upper limit of health is reduced..."

"Weak strength..."

"The creature is about to die..."

The information he received made Matthew silent. Then he chuckled, raised his staff and threw out a "Mayouf Acid Arrow", which directly pierced the head of Bloody Kahn.

Don't think about your own demise!

The information, data and experience value provided are also what I want!
"Ding, you killed Bloodhand Karn and gained 5000 experience points (51000) and skill value x 3 (16)."

"Ding, you changed the fate of 2500 people and got 3300 fate coins (6000)!"

"Ding, your destiny attribute is permanently +1!"

The harvest of "destiny" beyond Matthew's imagination made him very sure that the dead monster was indeed Blood-Hand Karn.

It made him feel inexplicably sad that a being who could grow into a high-level legendary demigod died in the mud of the misty swamp.

Fate tricks people?

His eyes gradually solidified, and looking at Kahn's bloody hand whose body turned into blood, Matthew's will became even firmer:
"No matter what the future holds, your destiny must be in your own hands!"

Matthew didn't know why Bloody Kahn turned into a ferocious monster, but it was not difficult to guess that it must be the work of the Pfizer Chamber of Commerce.

"Looking at it this way, if the opponent fails this time, he will definitely use a thunderous strike next time."

"Or, the other party's purpose has been achieved..."

Matthew originally wanted to announce what happened here, but then he quickly thought of it.

If the situation here is really made public, maybe more people will be interested in him!

After all, an arcanist who can release "Fireball Technique" dozens of times will definitely attract the attention of many people.

What Matthew didn't know was.

His plan to develop in a low-key manner is very consistent with someone's decision.

……

Bloodmoon City, Redwood Manor on the outskirts.

The domain of the Bacon family.

The corpses all over the place were exuding a strong smell of blood.

When Larke saw the combat troops breaking through the last defense of the castle and rushing in to kill, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"It's such a waste of time to cooperate with these wastes."

"Thanks to your stupidity, I can solve the trouble without paying too much price..."

At this moment, the tall figure standing next to Larke suddenly trembled slightly.

Under the illumination of the afterglow of the scarlet moon.

A little bit of confusion and ferocious pain appeared on the livid face of Bloodhand Kahn, and finally returned to calm.

He touched his chin hesitantly and curiously asked Larke beside him:
"I'm dead, but how do you know? We will fail..."

Playing with a golden coin and stroking the complicated patterns on it, Larke, who was handsome and resolutely indifferent, said softly:
"Mr. Sora told me that he did not find the fate of the Gulf Territory!"

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