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Chapter 639 Blood King Munger
Fudolin is now unsure whether she is considered normal or not.

Her consciousness seemed to be caught between clarity and drowsiness, a feeling that was difficult to describe.

On one hand, she felt that her behavior of only focusing on moving forward and ignoring her companions, even leaving the monsters she had attracted to them, was very wrong. On the other hand, she felt that there was something about the building at the top of the mountain that was deeply attracting her.

This inexplicable attraction propelled her forward without stopping, heading straight towards the mountain peak.

Even if her words and thoughts were harsh before, her body would still obediently go to help her companions. But this time, she completely ignored Luluwo and the others who clearly needed help.

There's a word that perfectly describes her state: bewitched.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that things started to go strange after I came into contact with the Michaela water lily, or rather, the enchanting branches.

More accurately, everything changed after hearing the person with warm-toned blonde hair behind him whisper in his ear.

What did I hear back then? What did that being say?

I can't remember, I can't remember at all.

However, the thought of killing the Blood King named "Munger" who was hiding in the Blood Dynasty suddenly appeared in her mind, and it was almost like a goal that supported her to move forward.

"It's right there, absolutely right there."

Fudolin stared at the enormous cocoon that could completely envelop her, her breath carrying the scent of magma, and the temperature around her suddenly rose.

She stepped towards the giant cocoon, her feet resting on bricks and stones gradually melting under the intense heat, the very air seeming to distort and swirl around her.

"Fudolin!"

Luluwo's ​​voice suddenly came from behind, but this did not make Fudolin stop in her tracks.

A series of hurried footsteps could be heard as the Skyline Strategy Team arrived at the top of the mountain in a somewhat disheveled state.

Before they arrived, they had a fight with a group of Platinum Sons at the foot of the mountain. They finally managed to escape and took the elevator to the top of the mountain.

"Wait a minute, there might be danger ahead!"

Tammy had just shouted and reached out to pull the other person when she was suddenly burned by the scorching air and quickly retreated.

This retreat gave him time to examine the ruins-like building and finally see what the giant cocoon looked like.

"what is that?"

That is an object that undoubtedly fits the definition of a cocoon.

Like a giant egg woven from insect silk, it gives the impression that it could be torn apart at any moment, making one wonder if it must be teeming with "larvae" that are transforming into adult form.

Strangely, the cocoon was torn apart.

From the very center, a huge crack appeared, almost tearing the entire cocoon in two!

There were no larvae falling out; instead, something unexpected appeared—a withered arm!

The exposed arm pointed straight to the sky, looking extremely dry, like a lifeless, immobile corpse.

That arm fits the definition of a giant perfectly; even the forearm looks much longer than Tammy's, if its owner were to stand up.
Luluwo immediately thought of Yhorm the Giant King, as the two were probably quite similar in size.

"What is this thing?!" she exclaimed in surprise.

A grotesque figurine of the Blood King? No, no, no, this thing can't possibly be a simple figurine, but the arm and the body hidden inside the cocoon don't look like they're alive, nor do they look like a pet or anything like that.

Moreover, this giant cocoon was placed in the very center of the deepest part of the entire building, and its structure looked just like an altar in a church.

Could it be that.
Luluwo suddenly realized and clapped her hands. "This is something like a symbol of the god worshipped by the Blood King!"

Judging from the numerous pools of blood, large and small, that filled the Blood Dynasty, Munger's aesthetic sense was truly beyond what most people could accept. It's not entirely incomprehensible that he would place such a thing in his palace.

"Captain, is this the time to think about these things?" Berto suddenly patted her shoulder and pointed ahead, saying, "Fodorin has already gone in. Look at the mist rising from the entrance; it's clearly the Fog Gate!"

The appearance of the fog gate symbolizes the emergence of a boss-level monster that surpasses even elites, and it also signifies that adventurers who enter it will soon engage in a life-or-death battle with the boss, with nowhere to escape.

To this day, no one has been able to break through the fog gate; no matter how powerful the force, it seems unable to budge it in the slightest.

"Hiss!" Luluwo gasped, looking troubled. Finally, she steeled herself and walked towards the fog gate, saying, "Although she doesn't seem to be in good shape right now, we can't just leave her like this. What if she can't even use the teleportation crystal in her current state? Let's go!"

After exchanging glances, the group took a deep breath, tossed each other scrolls, potions, and classic buff spells, and then strode into the fog gate.

Regardless of whether they know the true strength of the leader behind the door, each time an adventurer passes through the fog gate, it evokes a sense of ritual.

It's a kind of ritual that keeps people curious about the unknown, a little afraid, a little excited, and even more eager to fight!
The sensation of passing through the fog gate was overwhelming, and a few seconds later, the Skybound Strategy Team disappeared from there.

Some time after they left, a strange phenomenon occurred on the ground: golden summoning symbols appeared.

【Leda, the Knight of the Golden Needles】

A summoning symbol for an unknown figure lay there silently, but this was not the end.

More summoning symbols slowly appeared around it.

【"Red Lion" Freya】, 【"Fallen Leaf" Dane】, 【Shurier】.
"Any changes?"

Passing through the fog gate and entering the arena for a death match with the boss, Luluwo immediately went into battle mode, cautiously surveying her surroundings.

He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he felt the atmosphere around him was becoming increasingly oppressive, and the flames of blood burning on the ground were twisting even more distorted.

She tried touching the blood flame and found it to be even cooler than ordinary flames, which wouldn't be harmful to her current constitution.

But the next second she quickly pulled back, a look of lingering fear on her face.

"Don't touch this thing, it can cause your blood to surge violently, as if your blood is about to burst out of your body."

On the other side, Fudolin had already strode towards the giant cocoon, the lava flowing from her hands seemingly ready to unleash a powerful meteor volcano upon it at any moment.

Perhaps sensing the threat, the giant cocoon, along with the entire scene, finally began to change.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the blood flames in front of Fudolin burst out of the floor tiles, forming a low wall of fire in front of her, crisscrossing like bushes.

She immediately stopped in her tracks, as she was extremely wary of such things, having relied on her physical strength in combat.

The surrounding crimson flames erupted as if a stove had been ignited with gas, twisting and dancing wildly in the air, staining the perpetually dark night sky crimson. An alluring yet deadly aura irresistibly washed over the crowd. At the peak of this eerie and terrifying atmosphere, the arm extending from the giant cocoon, pointing towards the sky, suddenly bent and fell limply to the ground.

"tick, tick"

Dark blood beads emerged from the cocoon and dripped down the curve of the arm to the ground.

The blood dripped faster and faster, eventually forming a small stream of water. A pool of blood, which is common in the outside world but feels very ominous here, slowly took shape.

The moment the pool of blood formed, surging waves began to emerge from within, as if something was about to appear.

"There's something in there!"

The moment Luluwo uttered those words, Fudolin took action.

She threw a heavy punch towards the pool of blood, and the magma, carrying terrifying heat, was instantly thrown over, its area just large enough to completely cover it.

She intended to inflict a severe blow on the opponent before anything in the pool of blood even appeared!
However, the surrounding blood flames did not give her that chance.

With an even more intense burning sound, the blood flames twisted and coalesced into an amorphous humanoid shape, howling as they lunged forward to block all the lava. These humanoids looked exactly like the zombies that roamed the Blood Dynasty.

They were like loyal subjects protecting their king!
Seeing this, Fudolin wanted to launch another attack, but it was too late.

A black figure slowly rose from the pool of blood!
It was a black robe similar to that of the blood nobles, but with added extravagance, making it the attire befitting a monarch.

Even with his back to the crowd, people could still see his head full of hideous horns, and his whole body looked like a demon.

This is the king of the Blood Dynasty, the demigod carved on the amulet—

Monge!

When he appeared, everyone felt an immense sense of pressure, as if a divine beast had appeared and activated its special ability.

They had only ever felt this way with Ratahn, and that figure was undoubtedly one of them!

He's a demigod!
He is also a fragmented king!

"My Michaela."

Monger's voice was cold and sharp, the kind of voice a cunning and ambitious tyrant should have.

But this voice contained an emotion of being fascinated by something, which suddenly became gentle, and even a little... infatuated.

Moreover, his very first words upon entering the stage left everyone completely bewildered.

Michaela? That name sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before? And what's the relationship between the Blood King and Michaela?
What happened next made people's eyes widen even more.

Monger gently lifted that withered hand, gracefully bent down, and left a kiss on that parched skin!
So that's what Michaela was wrapped in the cocoon!
At that moment, Luluwo finally remembered why she thought Monger looked so familiar.

This guy appeared in the footage of the Sien Dungeon, and when he appeared, he was holding a child who was still young and whose face and gender were not clear, but whose soft blond hair was enough to cover his whole body!
Having spent a long time in the Sien dungeon and witnessed all sorts of bizarre events, Luluwo couldn't help but have a sinister idea:

"Could the child inside the cocoon be the one in the video?"

"Is that Michaela?"

"How did it grow so big?!"

While she was pondering this strangely, Fudolin, the impatient character, had already jumped up, breaking through the barrier of blood flames, and threw a punch at Munger.

"Michaela, wait for me a moment."

Even with the terrifying power and intense heat emanating from behind, Munger still exuded a unique elegance, his tone equally gentle, reminiscent of a refined gentleman.

He gently lowered his palm, and his body, resembling an ominous demon, slowly turned around.

For some reason, at the moment he turned around, people felt that his aura changed, from a gentleman to a king!
"Our distinguished guest has arrived."

Suddenly, an excessively thick trident appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, it collided fiercely with Fudolin's fist.

In an instant, the ground trembled as the blood flames at the spear tip collided violently with the magma from the fist, sending crimson and scarlet hues flying everywhere!

Fudolin took the initiative to retreat, landing on the ground to catch her breath, and stared at Munger with a serious expression.

She could sense that this guy's power actually surpassed her own!

"Come and witness our magnificent dynasty!"

The delighted king opened his arms to welcome the visiting adventurers!

Blood-red flames shot into the night sky, turning the darkness completely crimson!
"This guy, he's not injured at all?"

The sharp-eyed Berto stared at Mongo's right hand, which held the spear, trying to spot any signs of injury.

But no, after exchanging a punch with Fudolin, the other person acted as if nothing had happened. Not only did their arm not move at all, but their clothes didn't even get dirty.

Even the phrase "slightly dirty hem" is unusable.

"Is this really something we should be taking on?" Luluwo looked back at her companions.

There are only five people in total: one, two, three, and four!

Five people fighting a demigod?

And the one they were fighting was an absolutely formidable being that appeared in the footage of the Sien Dungeon?

Tell me, which guy in the Sinn Dungeon footage could be taken down by five people?
"Your Majesty, we meant no offense; it was merely an accident."

Luluvo was also thinking of trying to communicate with Monger, after all, the politeness and elegance he had just displayed were completely different from the other leaders. The successful communication with the Son of Platinum had also given Luluvo some confidence.

However, before she could finish speaking, Fudolin transformed into a lava meteor and shot into the sky, then crashed down hard towards Monger, looking like a human cannon.

"Don't you dare start a war so soon!!!"

On Monger's side, he glanced briefly at Fudoline, then gracefully waved one hand forward.

A crimson wave, large enough to engulf the entire arena, surged forth!

(End of this chapter)