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Chapter 753 The Great Drum Demon II?
"Rumble--"

As Hervé's footsteps touched the brick pavement of the courtyard, the ground, which had only dented after being repeatedly smashed by the demons of the Undead Asylum, actually collapsed.

It didn't collapse when he passed by, it didn't collapse when he reached the edge, but it collapsed precisely when he was rushing back and had just reached the very center.

It's hard to say there wasn't some shady dealing involved!
"One minute the ground is as hard as alloy, the next it's as brittle as tofu, is that it? I've seen through you, Sain!"

As a victim of shoddy construction, Hervé angrily gazed at the sky as he plummeted into the dark depths of the earth.

"Let me tell you, based on my understanding of the Sien Dungeon, this courtyard, being this large, will definitely collapse eventually. After we fall in, we'll be besieged by monsters!"

As he fell, the words the Starfire Knights had once spoken inexplicably echoed in his ears.

I'm sorry, everyone, I shouldn't have laughed at you. Your predictions were just too accurate.

The Starfire Knights' prophecies have all come true at this moment.

The only problem is that these prophecies came true one by one.

"Boom!"

"Crash-"

A large number of shattered bricks and stones crashed to the ground, creating tiny splashes of water. A large red sphere also fell to the ground, causing the ground to crack.

The sphere gradually transformed into scales of almost the same size and dispersed. It turned out that Hervi had used the strangulation dragon teeth to wrap himself up as he was about to fall to the ground, forming a circular protective shield.

Numerous dragon scales slithered back under his impressive armor; it was a mystery how so many scales could fit inside.

"The conditions here are worse than in a prison cell."

After the courtyard collapsed, what was exposed underground was a space that should have been dark and damp, and even the light coming from the collapsed pit above could hardly dispel the shadows here.

"Based on my experience, there are always torches on the walls in places like this. Let's look for them first."

Hervé explored in the dark for a while, only to feel a stench constantly creeping into his nose. How to describe it? This stench was like the smell of a fat man who had been holed up in a damp room for hundreds of years without taking a bath. Just one whiff of it made you feel like you were doomed for life.

"The space doesn't feel very big. I've only taken a few steps and I've already touched the wall, but where's the door? I can't exactly climb back up, can I?"

It felt like Hervé had only taken a few steps before bumping into a thick wall. The wall felt slippery and greasy to the touch, making it impossible to relax and only making him feel nauseous.

"Found it, the torch is over there."

He snapped his fingers with a flourish, and the Dragon Fangs obeyed his command, flying towards the locations of different torches. They created intense flames by friction in the air, instantly igniting the torches hanging on the walls.

The light returned to Hervé's eyes, and he felt a sense of comfort, about to let out a sigh of relief.

Then he looked up and his breath caught in his throat.

"goo"

A deep, muffled sound, like a giant drum, suddenly resounded in this underground space, as if some extremely large creature had been awakened. Most importantly, the sound seemed to be very, very close to him.

It was so close it felt like the creature's vocal organs were right above my head.

Hervé looked up and saw a familiar face.

It is the [Devil of the Undead Asylum].

However, it is a version that is two or three times larger.

"Isn't it?"

Even with Hervé's extensive knowledge, upon seeing such a marvel—no, such a colossal object—he couldn't help but feel the wonder of nature in this world.

Could such a giant, fat monster, which could be called a mountain of flesh and could directly replace the Taihang and Wangwu Mountains dug down by the Yu Gong ancestors, really be conceived?

As its size increased, the fat and weight of this new Undead Asylum demon also increased, and its body reeked of grease, almost becoming a visible substance!

For a normal person, this thing is a challenge to their psychological limits. If someone with mysophobia were here, they would probably faint on the spot just by looking at it!

Hervé felt like he was about to faint.

Because he then realized that what he had just touched was not a wall, but the belly of the Undead Asylum demon, a belly that was extremely hard due to its race.

His hand was just a hair's breadth away from piercing the other person's navel.

It was a black, bottomless, mysterious place filled with strange smells.

What else could he possibly say?

Ugh!

Hervé jumped back about ten meters like a startled rabbit and started vomiting loudly in the damp corner of the wall. While vomiting, he accidentally wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, so he vomited even more.

Why isn't there any righteous person advocating at this time that the Undead Asylum demon exposing his navel is truly indecent and must be removed by the Eye Hunt Order?

To exaggerate, the mental power he's unleashing right now due to his emotional fluctuations is probably more than if he had been killed once!

As expected, nausea is indeed the second most powerful mental trigger after death; at certain times, nausea can even produce miraculous effects.

However, overuse will reduce the number of adventurers, so it's best not to use it lightly.

"boom!"

Just as Hervé was still vomiting, the Undead Asylum demon raised his weapon and swung it down menacingly!

Because this Undead Asylum demon has been enlarged, its weapon has also been enlarged proportionally. Moreover, it no longer holds a large club but a weapon resembling a demon's great axe, making it look even more ferocious and heavy.

There's absolutely no need for further introduction. At its size, combat no longer requires any skill; it can simply use its superhuman weight and exceptional strength to crush opponents!
Faced with an attack that could absolutely shatter a person's bones, Hervé absolutely had to dodge it.

Even though his mind was still fogged up by the stench of the Undead Asylum demons, his weapon still made its move.

At that moment, a large number of strangling dragon teeth emerged from his armor, transforming into two giant hands suspended in the air. One hand grabbed him and threw him away, while the other hand slammed directly into the attack of the Undead Asylum demon, seemingly intending to clash head-on.

The moment the dragon-scaled fist collided with the demonic axe, a violent sound and shockwave erupted, and a brief stalemate ensued. However, as cracks began to appear on the struggling dragon scales, the giant hand instantly disintegrated and flew towards Hervi, leaving the axe to crash onto the empty ground.

The Undead Asylum demon roared and withdrew its axe, then chased after Hervé, smashing it wildly with its short, seemingly untrained legs.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Unfortunately, the strangling dragon tooth is highly mobile and adaptable. It repeatedly dodges the ferocious attacks with its master, which looks dangerous but is actually very safe.

As expected of a weapon, it's so powerful even in auto-battle mode!
"Damn it, it's disgusting."

Hervé let out a painful groan, finally regaining consciousness. He looked up at the Undead Asylum demon with eyes full of disgust and loathing.

He touched the strangling dragon tooth beneath him and said in a gentle tone befitting a Japanese anime protagonist, "Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me; I'm better at manual control."

As if it could understand him, the giant hand formed by the strangling dragon teeth dispersed, allowing him to land steadily. Countless dragon scales formed several flowing ribbons behind him, making him look like he was wearing the Phoenix Saint Cloth.

Blazing flames instantly rose around him, and the jet-black dragon-shaped armor was faintly visible in the towering flames, as if a real fire dragon had stopped there. Regardless of its combat power, at least the appearance was accurate.

Heavy footsteps echoed from the dark space. It was the Undead Asylum demon, raising its demonic axe high and unleashing a full-force blow at Hervé.

"Ah."

Hervi laughed as if mocking, and the dragon scales behind him instantly transformed into countless spears, charging towards the Undead Asylum demon. It seemed he was going to have a head-on confrontation with the demon!
However, just as the two sides were about to clash, the strength in the Undead Asylum Demon's hand suddenly weakened rapidly in an illogical way. In the end, this all-out attack did not come down. Instead, its pair of ugly-cute little wings flapped twice, which actually propelled its giant body into the sky!
Hervé's eyes widened immediately, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

There was no magical fluctuation emanating from the Undead Institution demon, yet it still managed to fly using those two small wings.

The shock he felt was no less than that of a four- or five-hundred-pound fat pig taking flight on the wings of a sparrow transplanted onto its body.

But what happened next was even more shocking.

Because the Undead Asylum demon crashed to the ground!
Hervé's shock immediately turned into disdain. He said, "You think you can hit me with this?" He moved at high speed and ran directly outside the fall range. However, he didn't run too far. Instead, he stopped at a precise distance where he would not be hit by the fall and could launch an attack the moment the other party landed!
I'm a micro-management master!

"puff--"

Wait, something seems off. Shouldn't a heavy object make a "thud" sound when it hits the ground?
"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the Undead Asylum demon crashed to the ground.

Ah, that's more like it.

Wait, what's that taste like?
A bizarre and stench, many times stronger than the previous greasy smell, suddenly assaulted Hervé's nose. Immediately afterward, the surrounding magic surged, and a crimson shockwave exploded beneath the Undead Asylum demon's buttocks!
The shockwave and the stench unleashed a powerful combo attack, striking Hervi simultaneously!
His face turned ashen as he was sent flying, crashing headfirst into the wall. As he fell, he didn't forget to pull down his helmet visor and vomit violently.

What the hell is this?
Why is this Undead Asylum demon using techniques I've never seen before?

This too, this too.
"vomit!"

This is too disgusting!

It was just as disgusting as the maggots in the cemetery next to the deep church!
The damage caused by the shockwave is secondary; the psychological and physiological damage caused by the stench is what's most unbearable!

A magical shockwave that could cover half the area descended from the sky—this was an ability inherent to the Undead Asylum demon itself.

The stench that appeared in the world along with the shockwave originated from its body. The stench accumulated inside and outside the body was already disgusting enough. When the shockwave spread, it inevitably carried the stench out with it, ultimately causing a double blow to the adventurers' physical and mental health.

The above explains the operating principle of the Undead Asylum Demon technique.

The success took a toll on Hervé's mind and body, and he has only just recovered.

The strangling dragon fangs surrounding him swayed slightly up and down and left and right, as if sighing. They seemed to be sighing at why their master couldn't stand the mere stench, and also seemed to be chiding on the other's earlier words, "My hand-operation is better."

"Should I continue fighting this thing?"

Hervé looked up at the Undead Asylum demons who were striding towards him, and his eyes were filled with despair.

A mere difference in strength could not possibly bring such profound despair to a living person; this must be an ultimate level of despair.

"Don't come over here!"

Hervé himself felt ashamed and shouted loudly:
"I can't go on anymore, I'm leaving it all to you. You're in charge of strangling dragon fangs, go and take this guy down!"

As if it had been waiting for these words, the Dragon Fang of the Strangler emitted a joyful hum.

The scattered dragon scales instantly formed a giant red dragon, no less massive than the demons of the Undead Asylum, and charged forward. The entire Northern Undead Asylum trembled violently because of the battle between the two behemoths. Fortunately, the buildings of this era were incredibly sturdy, and they did not collapse in the earthquake.

As for Hervé
He suppressed his nausea, running around the arena with his face turning almost green from holding it in, trying to avoid the stench that came with the shockwaves from the Undead Asylum demons.

The shockwave would dissipate on its own due to insufficient energy once it reached a certain distance, but smell is a very stubborn thing that refuses to turn into nothingness on the spot. It is necessary to brutally assault its brain.

Herve repeatedly soared into the sky, attempting to escape through the crater above, but each time he was blocked by the forming fog "doors" with a look of despair.

"Let me out!"

His desperate roar echoed from the depths of the earth.

I imagine that the immortals imprisoned in the Northern Undead Asylum must have uttered similar words.

After an unknown amount of time, the tremors that had covered the entire Undead Asylum finally subsided, and the body of the Undead Asylum demon crashed to the ground, with shattered strangling dragon teeth scattered everywhere.

Hervi lay sprawled on the ground as if he'd been completely ruined. Although he didn't appear to be injured, it was impossible not to feel sorry for him; the kid was even starting to roll his eyes.

The fallen demon of the Undead Asylum did not rise again. Its enormous body turned into grayish-white dust and gradually dissipated into the air. The strange stench that had enveloped the area also disappeared with it, and the air finally became clean again.

However, the young man who was already lying flat on the ground showed no reaction to this, or rather, he was now unresponsive to everything around him, until...
"Boom!"

Something suddenly hit him on the head; it was hard and heavy, almost knocking him unconscious.

"What the hell?"

He picked it up and took a look.

[Wedge-shaped stone original plate]

(End of this chapter)