Ark Undead

Melantha was about to respond to Gretia when she stopped just ahead of the three of them.

The sludge aggregate seemed to sense something.

The three figures holding large bows disappeared back into the mud in an instant.

The entire silt began to boil, as if it had been cooked at high temperatures.

Black mist rose up along with the constantly writhing silt.

At the same time, one incomprehensible language after another entered the ears of the three.

These words were filled with countless emotions.

Pain, sorrow, hatred, and a joy that is completely incomprehensible.

Melantha's intended response was abruptly cut off and swallowed back down.

She roused herself once more, gripped the straight knife in her hand, and faced the rampaging mass of silt ahead.

None of the three noticed.

Right beside Goredia, in the holes in the wall where the two arrows, severed by Melantha, had pierced.

The original black silt is decreasing, and the flow rate seems to be gradually slowing down due to some force.

This is the reason why the sludge aggregate went berserk.

It has sensed that something has emerged that can rival the dream itself.

And this force is eroding the mud that makes up its body.

Or rather, treat it as food.

436. Burning six thousand

Laurentina's situation is not optimistic.

Even with Melantha's addition, Grandia and Melantha are now only fighting against this mud aggregate manifested in a dream.

The previous large-scale attack did indeed give it a certain advantage.

Laurentina had temporarily lost her fighting ability. Although the newly joined little girl posed a subtle threat to it in terms of the nature of her power, her own strength was still too weak.

The archer, emerging from the mud, once again drew his great bow at Melantha and Gretia at the end of the path.

The muddy bottom provided the energy to condense into arrows. After the black energy gathered, three dark and shiny arrows were released from the bowstring, emitting a muffled whistling sound in the air.

Melantha and Grandia each used their own methods to block one.

The last arrow grazed Melantha's arm, which she barely managed to dodge, and struck the wall beside her.

"So fast."

Melantha was slightly surprised. She didn't quite understand the monster yet and subconsciously still regarded it as a sea creature.

The Sea Si I dealt with before didn't have such a powerful ranged attack method, and its unpredictable ability was really a headache.

Melantha and Grandia exchanged a glance, both of them wanting to rush up and attack the main body directly.

Once distance is created, such long-range attack methods are extremely threatening in narrow corridors.

Melantha could guarantee she could cut one arrow, but she couldn't guarantee she could protect every single one.

Moreover, her current condition is also time-limited.

The flames that Melantha ignited by burning her own spirit and strength were also a form of harm to herself.

In the last battle with the experts, Melantha ultimately died from being burned to death by flames, failing to gain the upper hand in the final clash.

Now, Melanie naturally understands that she can't delay.

"Don't hesitate, go for it."

Grandia twirled the long spear in her hand, and a storm gathered around her. Her cold and slightly husky voice gave Melantha a great sense of security.

"You were just unfamiliar with this attack method before, it can't hurt me now."

As she spoke, Melanie's hair was blown about by the sweeping wind.

"Gredia looked at the aggregate of silt in front of her with her indifferent eyes and said."

"Don't have any worries, leave it to me."

Upon hearing this, Melantha gripped her straight sword tightly, stomped her foot hard on the floor, and her figure seemed to transform into a streak of flame as she rushed out.

The flames surrounding her, moving at extreme speed, seemed to be torn apart by space, with each flame transforming into a butterfly that fluttered and left beautiful traces in the path she passed.

In the blink of an eye, Melantha had already reduced the distance between the two sides to half of what it was before.

Goredia also kept a close eye on the sludge aggregate ahead, and would find a way to deal with it if it made any move.

Melantha landed in the empty corridor, only about twenty meters away from the sludge aggregate.

The sludge aggregate finally launched its own counterattack.

The scattered silt, which had been swimming toward the silt aggregate, suddenly began to surge wildly.

Despite the previous barrage of arrows, more than half of the silt remained unconsolidated. Therefore, Melantha would face yet another wave of silt attacks.

These scattered silts expanded their originally flat shape, transforming them into a complete circle once again.

The sphere expanded and contracted, accompanied by the popping of countless bubbles, and in an instant, Melanza's front was enveloped in black raindrops.

Melantha was startled and was about to raise her straight sword to try to defend herself when she felt an extremely violent hurricane from behind.

The gale, like a swirling tunnel, enveloped Melantha as its eye.

The surrounding moisture turned into sand and gravel in the raging hurricane. The moment the mud arrows came into contact with the hurricane, they were deflected from their original trajectory by the water droplets hidden in the storm.

The arrow's kinetic energy was reduced, and it was derailed by the gale, circling around Melantha along with the hurricane's trajectory.

"keep going!"

Grandia's voice rang out behind Melantha, and Melantha snapped out of her daze. She lightly touched the ground with her feet, and her body transformed into a blur as she floated forward.

Greta only showed a little of her skills, and Melantha was almost stunned.

This is the power of the deep-sea hunters.

Seeing that Melantha was about to approach the main body of the sludge aggregate, Goredia gently tapped her right hand, which was holding the spear, on the ground.

The hurricane that had enveloped Melantha instantly lost its spinning power, and the silt within it, like the hurricane itself, drifted lightly down to the ground.

At this moment, Melantha finally arrived in front of the mud aggregate. After the hurricane dissipated, she could finally see the three archer bodies standing in the mud.

They had already drawn their bowstrings and aimed their arrows at the girl in front of them.

The sludge aggregate isn't stupid; it possesses its own consciousness. Otherwise, it wouldn't have reacted to the attacks from Goredia and Laurentina.

It clearly recognized the girl, this frail human, right in front of it.

She possesses a power that could threaten me, and I absolutely cannot allow her attack to succeed.

The recent rain of arrows was merely a cover; the real attack was actually concealed behind it—the three enormous arrows.

Melantha got closer to the three archers and finally saw how enormous they really were.

Almost level with the corridor, each archer was about three meters tall, and the large bows in their hands were as long as two Melantha's.

Each arrow on the bowstring was as thick as a baby's arm.

A bow of this caliber, if struck by even one of its bows, would absolutely result in an irreparable penetrating wound.

Faced with these three arrows, Melantha had no choice but to swallow back the slash she was about to unleash.

She raised her head, and her gaze towards the three archers gradually lost focus.

Just like countless times before, Melantha finally got into the zone.

Now, everything appears in her purest form.

Gray lines outlined the general shape of the object, while her subconscious planned out the slashing route for her.

Every red thread represents the path her blade should cleave.

But at this moment, the red threads were so densely packed that they looked like a piece of red cloth.

She couldn't discern which slashing path would allow her to avoid being hit.

The attack methods of the sludge aggregate cannot be perceived by humans, as it is an existence without a fixed form.

Melantha truly encountered her first "dead end" after entering the dream world.

However, just as Melantha's eyes were about to see the three archers release their bows...

The dense red lines that had been in front of her suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, what rushed into her ears was the howling wind and the crackling sounds of explosions.

Ding!

A steel javelin slid out from Melantha's side and embedded itself deeply in the wall to her left.

And that's not all!

Just as the first javelin exploded, a second javelin suddenly pierced the front line of the battle from the other side of Melantha, embedding itself deeply into the wall on the other side.

Just as the arrows in the mud aggregate's hand were released from the bowstrings, golden lightning exploded from the javelins.

boom!

Golden lightning shattered the arrow that was about to be shot out, and the hard mud was helplessly softened by the lightning and torn apart by the lightning field.

Now, in the dream world, there is only one person who can use javelins and lightning abilities.

Xiao Ke's exclusive combat skills

[A very numb gun]

"Xiao Mei, don't be afraid! I'm back!"

Kroos's somewhat silly voice came from behind Goredia, who had just climbed up to this floor.

Only after throwing the javelin did she have time to wipe the grease from the corner of her mouth.

Kroos, who was originally going upstairs with Melantha, felt a little hungry, so he let Melantha go ahead first, while he took out the meat he had secretly hidden and took two big bites.