Blood tax

Chapter 89
Abrupt mutation.

The twisted mummy twitched suddenly.It jumped up like a stick insect, and its slender hands suddenly stabbed into the ankle of a nearby soldier like a spear.

"what--!"

The screams echoed in the silent morning.The calf of the screaming soldier shrank like a tomato that had been drained of juice.

Griffith flew forward and slashed at the mummy's arm with his long sword.Before he could slash down with his sword, Amber came first, and swept his foot over the mummy's left arm, and the thin arm snapped.

Griffith's long sword slashed on the mummy's right arm, but it didn't break.The huge vibration bounced back, and his right hand was numb from the shock. It was like a sword slashed on a rock, and it was cut in less than one centimeter, but the blade was broken with a gap.

One arm that inserted into the soldier's ankle was cut off, but the other hand grabbed the soldier's calf.The mummy bounced like an insect, grabbing the soldier and jumping to the corner.

At the moment when the mummified corpse fell to the ground, a golden flash hit the face.Amber waved his knife towards the mummified corpse's arm, and the hard bones of the hand were immediately broken at the wrist, and pieces of black-brown flesh fell from the fracture.

The mummified skin that had absorbed some flesh was turning from a dead gray to an eerily dark red.The dry body and limbs swelled slightly, and meridians, blood vessels and muscles appeared again.Supported on its legs and severed hands, it crawls like a beast.

The dry body without hair began to expand and peristaltic, and a fold tissue grew up in the back of the brain, or the brain without skull coverage.

Although the arm has been cut off, the living corpse doesn't care, as if the arm is just a useless decoration, it opens its mouth and bites at Amber who is right in front of him.

"Click!"

The upper and lower jaws of the living corpse slammed together, shattering the teeth and bones of the face.A golden light penetrated the jaws of the corpse from bottom to top.With the crackling sound of bone cracks, the living corpse flew up.

Amber had already jumped to the side of the living corpse, she raised her knees and hit the back of the living corpse, and then waved her hand towards the throat.

"Oh!"

The living corpse that had just sucked the flesh was crushed by the shimmering shock, and it fell into several pieces and fell to the ground.The cracking sound and the disgusting "pop" of the landing filled my ears.

Although Amber didn't play out on the spring equinox, the instant combo was like running water.Griffith thought about it in his mind, and felt that if the two started to fight, he would probably not be able to beat her.

"The trap just now activated this monster," Amber stroked his fluttering blonde hair, "but this guy is very weak, and he can't even count as a warm-up. Griffith, you are good in all aspects, but a little weak. "

"boom!"

At the same time as the living corpse was destroyed, a violent roar came from the big house.Strong vibrations came along the floor and walls, as if the place could collapse at any moment.

The vibration was accompanied by a cathartic air wave, and a wanton stirring magic energy was colliding.Stationed Mage they should be handed over.

Griffith and Anbai left the study and searched along the position of the rigidity.They turned a corner, and they rushed to them with strange teachings.Griffis's subconscious shield swept him down to the ground.

"Cultists?" Amber glanced at them. "Is that the group from before?"

"Not sure, he is very weak, not a Beyonder." Griffith quickly tied the cultist's hands and feet, and simply searched.

This person, let's call it a human being, is extremely withered, with dull eyes, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth that cannot be closed, his skin showing powdery graying, a bulging abdomen, and an extremely thin chest where the ribs can be clearly seen. , is not much better than the living corpse that just appeared, as if his vitality and vitality have been sacrificed to his gods.

He was almost naked and wore only one teachings.The black and poor hemp clothing is painted with blood on the upper stairs, the sphere like the sun, and a twisted line that I don't know what it is.

"Wait, ask, go!"

Griffith knocked the cultist aside and moved on.Soon, they encountered another flustered cultist, equally weak, with a red pattern on the black uniform.The difference is that this person's painting level is a little worse, the pattern of the sun is drawn like a square, and the strange thread is completely different.

They should have drawn the pattern based on some kind of vision that came to their minds.This means that the existence they believe in is likely to be really hidden and powerful, and it is plotting something.

Passing through the corridors and scattered rooms, the two quickly came to the main hall of the mansion.It is very spacious, with marble steps connecting the first and second floors.

There was a tall and burly figure standing in the center of the hall, which was the cult of the cults that Griffis had previously encountered.In front of him, Master Connex was holding a wand and had been forced to retreat to the corner of the hall.A heavy hammer was held in his hand, and he waved his wind.

He was chasing the garrisoned mage, and the terrifying attack smashed the rubble on the ground, smashing huge depressions, just as amazing as the stone bullets of the siege catapult landed.

"Don't come here!" Connex saw Griffith and the two walking through the passage, and hurriedly shouted to them, "This weirdo's strength is extremely powerful, and close combat will kill you."

While speaking, the guarding mage took out a jar of brown dust crystals and swayed it around, while touching a pendant on his chest with his wand.

Dark silt surged on the marble floor near him, and the swamp-like stench and gloom filled the air.Before Griffith and Amber could go up to help, the silt had spread to every corner of the hall, blocking the two back into the passage.

The apostle's feet sank immediately, as if standing in a real swamp.The more his burly body struggled, the more deeply he was stuck in the quagmire and unable to move.

Connex completed the generation of the control effect at the first time with the preset accessories and dust crystals.He chanted quickly without stopping, and the powerful magic was concentrated on the wand, even in the face of the monsters that had easily defeated Griffith, the second lieutenant and the sergeant major:
"You have a strong life and fierce power. What is that? After all, it is impossible to touch the magic mysteries and the bugs of the world's origin.

"Inferior species who can't get the favor of magic, no matter how much struggle is futile,

"Think of the world's irresistible truth with the embers of life-

"Under the dominance and horror of magic !!"

The air emitting the sharp whistling of the eardrum of the eardrum, accompanied by a frightened sense of oppression, Connicus threw the blade to the apostle.The mad wind cut his thick neck like a sickle and chopped his head.The resolute and rigid head flew out, smashed on the wall, then played back, rolling around the mud.

This terrifying man who had been pierced by several spears and still stood still didn't even touch the corner of the guarding mage's clothes.His burly and sturdy body froze in place, like a collapsed city wall, falling backwards slowly and unstoppably.

"boom!"

Masses of silt splashed on the ground, and the mansion occupied by the cultists was shaking, falling dust and rubble.

"Heh, if you are a spellbreaker with high resistance, I may still be a little bit afraid," Connex's face flushed with mental overdraft, "In the end, magic is the master of this world. "

He drank a bottle of vitality potion and shouted to Griffith and the others, who were still blocked by a large area of ​​silt, "Disperse, search this place, what Sealed Artifacts or rituals they should be hiding."

The lethality of the caster is so terrifying!Griffith did not want to miss any detail in front of him, and carefully examined the battlefield.

The professors at Homonwarts are powerful, but they are dedicated scholars, and many have never even fought a real fight.

The situation of Connex is different. He is a stationed mage as an important area such as Noritis Island as a sequence 7. It really has a set.In the face of a cult and vitality with overwhelming strength and vitality, he relied on jewelry that preset effects to quickly cast a large area of ​​action control effects, limited the Apostles' actions and maintained the distance. Then High lethality to solve the battle without dragging water.

When the mage tower was fighting, the enemy's many armored shots could not be knocked down, and Connicks did it easily with a curse.

Such an enemy, what should I do if I face it alone?He will definitely limit my movement and then drain me repeatedly with ranged strikes.Even with high-resistance blood energy, it would be difficult for me to hold on until his mental energy was exhausted, and he couldn't even withstand the initial attack.

Griffith was lost in thought, ignoring Amber's soft reminder.

The quagmire at Connex's feet gradually dissipated, and the smooth marble floor reappeared, making it impossible to imagine the swamp that people could sink into a few seconds ago.

Holding a wand, he came to the head that had been cut off, and looked at the cross-section of the wound and the black blood that was spilled on the ground.

"Is this a human or a puppet?" Connex muttered, then looked up in Griffith's direction, "Apprentice knight, you still come..."

Before he could finish his words, his body was suddenly dragged to the ground and his head hit the floor hard.

"Stop him!"

A familiar exclaim came from the dizziness in the ear.He saw a headless black shadow riding on him, and the fist and wind pressure fell like meteorite filled with all his vision.

"Bah!"

Amidst the roaring noise, a layer of shield instantly shattered.The headless apostle pressed the face of the guarding mage with his huge palm, dipped his thumb into his eye socket, and pressed it with all his strength.

"Oh!"

The flying skull fragments, brains, and nerve-connected eyeballs splashed on the faces of Amber and Griffith, who were running towards the garrison mage.

(End of this chapter)