Star Forge Titan

His feet stepped on the sharp glass but he was not hurt at all. His enhanced senses transmitted a huge amount of external information to his brain. He easily absorbed and understood this information with just a blink of an eye.

Star Soul Forging allowed Alvin to quickly adapt to the sudden changes in his body, and to use his own strength and various new talents smoothly and freely.

Ultimate power...

The noun that remained in his memory gradually faded. Alvin heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from the corridor outside. The ritually modified Leman Ear combined with the developed olfactory organ, the large amount of information captured by various senses allowed him to construct a general picture in his mind without having to look directly.

Number of enemies: 2

Our friendly forces: 2

Current status: stalemate

Lock the enemy's position, choose the combat method, and break through the wall to attack!

Alvin's ultra-fast thinking, measured in nanoseconds, allowed him to act quickly without any pause.

Instead of leaving through the main door of the laboratory, he stepped to the wall and bumped into the magically reinforced wall inside the laboratory as if nothing had happened.

However, the wall that should have been strong and durable split apart like soil. Alvin passed through the wall at an extremely fast speed, passed through the empty room next door, and walked straight to another wall.

His powerful memory and thinking ability allowed him to calculate the location of one of the enemies on the wall in front of him.

Next, make a fist with your fingers and bend your arms backward.

Blood flow speeds up and muscles throughout the body work in coordination.

The sudden burst of power, like a giant beast suddenly appearing, caused Khayon's spell to fail even through the wall. The backlash of his magic power hadn't subsided yet, and he had just taken a half-step back, feeling dizzy, when he heard a loud bang.

Like the most sophisticated combat weapon, Alvin instantly shattered the wall without wasting any strength.

Before the flying debris was pulled to the ground by gravity, his fists, which never stopped, shortened the distance between himself and the enemy to zero!

Khayon's dodge was ineffective; Ivan had anticipated this. The iron fist that shattered the wall pierced through all the protective spells on the black-robed mage without a care in the world. He could only watch helplessly as the deadly fist continued to grow larger in his field of vision.

However, at the last moment before hitting the enemy, Alvin suddenly opened his five fingers and clasped them tightly instead of smashing the man's head directly.

The sudden change surprised everyone.

"Evan!" Across the corridor, Afrediya jumped and waved at him, making a joyful sound.

Ivan nodded slightly at her, then looked at the pale-faced prisoner in his hands with an expressionless face.

"Stop that undead." The command came out of his mouth with great care.

As he spoke, Alvin suddenly raised his eyebrows. He felt that this person looked vaguely familiar.

At the same time, Kayang, whose head was held down, couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the giant over two meters tall in front of him in shock.

Savage? You're telling me this is a savage?

Well, the intelligence did mention that the other party was an unusual barbarian, but this unusual description was too different from the actual situation!

Teacher Sura, you plotted against me!!!

Silent roars continued to roll in Khayon's mind, but he was not troubled by these negative emotions for long.

"Okay, no problem, just don't kill me." Ka Yang from the third company of Xin had almost no hesitation and directly spread out his left hand to reveal the round iron plate.

"Here are the controls."

As a second-level spirit master, he does not have enough ability to control powerful undead like the Iron Guards of Hades. He can only rely on this magic prop made by his mentor to conduct indirect remote control. Otherwise, he would not be entangled by an angel projection whose strength is limited to the second level.

Seeing this, Alvin did not let go or take the iron plate. Instead, he continued to stare at the strange wizard whose head was pinched with cold eyes.

"You come and control that Undead to stop."

"As long as..." Khayon opened his mouth to say something.

"You come here." Alvin said as he slowly put his five fingers together.

God knows if there is any spell with enemy identification attached to that sign. He has seen countless NPC mages use similar tricks in the game. Later, players promoted this trick to the point that no one would pick up the gold coins dropped by the mage on the ground.

"I understand." Feeling that his skull was about to explode, Khayon quickly ordered the Hades Guard to stop the action.

Unexpectedly, this undead puppet had no intention of stopping. Instead, it gave up blocking the orders of the hymn angel Gabrielle and rushed towards Afrediya at the other end of the corridor.

In other words, the Hades Iron Guard gave up the basic order of protecting Khayon and chose to exchange his life for the opportunity to assassinate the eldest princess.

For a skeleton warrior who has no thinking ability, this should be impossible.

Obviously, someone with higher control authority is approaching here!

The situation is critical!

Chapter 19 Strategic Transition

The person who came was most likely the great wizard who had previously controlled the skeleton body!

But since the other party chose this moment to seize control of the undead and forcibly launch an assassination, it meant that he had not yet arrived in Flanders, and believed that he might not be able to arrive before Khayon failed.

In that case, all we have to do is end the battle before that fourth-level expert arrives.

Alvin made this judgment instantly without hesitation or pause. He threw the black-robed wizard against the wall with a "bang". Even though he didn't use much force, the impact caused the other party to spit out blood.

The black-haired boy bent down slightly, and used his legs to exert force to create two depressions. The resulting reaction force made him rush forward like an arrow, and his half-long black hair fluttered behind him like a flying battle flag.

The Hades Iron Guard running in front swung four scimitars continuously. Gabrielle, who was fighting with it, was knocked away by it without paying attention. The heavy undead puppet moved forward violently like a meat grinder.

Afrediya faced the powerful undead without any fear. She saw Ivan running towards her and Gabrielle flapping her wings following closely behind, so she stood calmly and controlled various defensive spells to slow down the charge speed of the Iron Guard of the Underworld.

The animated chains that entangled the undead were quickly broken, and the thorn shield was destroyed after only a second. Only the last spell, Daedalus's force field wall, remained.

However, due to its own material, the Hades Iron Guard has a certain degree of ability to break spells, so the defensive spell composed of this force field is naturally restrained by it, and it is likely that it will be forcibly destroyed after a few rounds.

Fortunately, Ivan, who was lightly equipped, had already reached his maximum speed. He swung his arms hard to speed up, and his agility of 19 points allowed him to catch up with the Iron Guards of the Underworld.

Without any warning, the charging Hades Iron Guards suddenly stabbed four scimitars into the ground and walls. The blades dragged four deep grooves on the floor and walls. The resulting resistance caused the powerful undead that was originally moving at high speed to suddenly stop in place.

With the lumbar spine as the central axis, the lower body of the Hades Iron Guard composed of four legs has no front and back distinction at all, while the upper body with six arms directly turns 180 degrees on the spot, and instantly changes from a posture with its back to Ivan to a fighting posture facing him.

There was no need to breathe or hesitate, as the four scimitars slashed out simultaneously from different angles. Although the momentum was not as fierce as when Khayon controlled it before, these four attacks were extremely ruthless.

No matter which knife Alvin chooses to avoid, he will have to face the situation of being besieged by the other three knives.

At the same time, two sharp spears coated with venom were waiting for an opportunity to strike like poisonous snakes.

Faced with the sudden and decisive situation, Ivan's pupils shrank rapidly. The dynamic vision and nerve reflexes transformed by the spell allowed him to easily see through the attack trajectory of the four scimitars in a very short time. The two short spears that were waiting to be fired were also included in the calculation range.

Faced with these attacks, Alvin's choice was - not to dodge or evade!

Ding ding ding ding, two of the four scimitars were held by him with his bare hands. The existence of the [Invisible Scales] caused the blades of the scimitars to be bent directly when they hit the skin of his palms. The other two scimitars that chopped on his shoulders only left two faint white marks.

During this period, the Elrond School of Undead was not wealthy enough to equip its own undead with a full set of magical weapons.

Even the third-level Hades Iron Guard in front of him only had the two poison-tipped short spears that could be classified as rare. As for the other four scimitars that were dancing with great vigor, they were actually completely ordinary iron weapons.

Seeing that the knife attack was ineffective, two short spears coated with venom stabbed at Ivan from top to bottom, one aiming at the throat and the other at the heart, all targeting fatal points.

However, things did not go as planned. Alvin did not let go of the scimitar in his hand. He just slightly turned sideways to avoid the short spear that was stabbing at his heart, and even clamped it tightly under his armpit with his arm.

This action not only blocked the enemy's weapon, but also made it impossible for him to dodge. Just as another short spear was about to pierce Ivan's throat, he tilted his head slightly to avoid the spear tip, then suddenly opened his mouth and bit the spear shaft hard with his neat white teeth!

"Hey, that's a short spear covered with poison." Khayon, who fell to the ground and spitted blood, shouted loudly as if he was gloating.

Before he finished speaking, a white acid mist suddenly rose from the surface of the spear shaft, which was forged entirely of metal like the spearhead. Ivan bit off the sturdy short spear with a snap like chewing sugarcane. The venom flowed from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't seem to have any adverse reactions.

With a "Pooh" sound, he spat the fragments mixed with saliva on the ground. With his strong lung capacity, the fragments he spat out penetrated directly into the ground, leaving only a few black holes with white mist coming out.

The unprecedented and unheard-of response method made the great wizard who controlled the undead puppet stunned.

Alvin did not miss this opportunity. He hugged the Hades Iron Guard, which weighed several tons, around the waist. His strong physical fitness and coordination ability after the ceremony finally allowed him to reproduce some of the techniques used in the game.

This Hades Iron Guard, which was reinforced by replacing materials with inert magic metals such as Dark Silver and Corroded Iron, which have extremely poor magic conductivity, not only has excellent magic resistance, but also has physical defense comparable to that of heavy cavalry equipped with full metal plate armor.

Therefore, its own weight has increased to a level far exceeding that of ordinary skeleton warriors, and the metalized bone joints are difficult to attach flesh and blood tissue for wrapping and reinforcement.

Normally this might not be considered a weakness, but on a chaotic battlefield, weight could even be considered an advantage to resist various impacts, and the strength of the metal joints themselves could not be destroyed by ordinary soldiers with weapons.

But what Ivan did next turned it into a fatal flaw.

drink!

With a roar, Alvin lifted the heavy Hades Iron Guard into the air, then he fell backwards, using gravity and waist strength to stab the undead puppet into the ground!

Boom! At the moment of the impact, the entire building and the surrounding areas shook violently as if a small-scale earthquake had occurred. People couldn't even stand still.

The Hades Iron Guard, the source of the earthquake, was like a broken human skeleton specimen after suffering this blow. Hundreds of bones all over its body were scattered all over the ground. The joints that had no flexible material to cushion them were instantly dislocated, and the negative energy frame that drove its movements was naturally completely destroyed.

Looking at the skull rolling to his feet and the demonic purple light emanating from the two eye sockets, Alvin could almost feel the anger surging in the heart of the great wizard who was remotely controlling this puppet.

For the second time, he tasted defeat at the hands of a barbarian.

He was obviously a powerful fourth-level being who could crush this first-level scum to death with just a wave of his hand, but he just couldn't do anything!

What makes people feel helpless and angry the most is that the undead like the Iron Guards of the Underworld cannot speak, so this time he didn't even have the chance to say anything harsh.

"Hehe." Not caring about the resentment of his defeated opponent, Alvin sneered and raised his leg to crush the skull, which was the core of the undead's negative energy.

Clapping his hands, he looked back calmly at the black-robed wizard who was suddenly speechless as if his throat was strangled.

"What did you say just now? I didn't hear clearly."

"..." Ka Yang felt his face was about to twitch, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"You are finished. The mentor will be in Flanders in no more than half an hour!" The black-robed wizard finally said this with a cowardly expression.

Hearing this, Ivan couldn't help but show a strange look, and at the same time, he laughed secretly in his heart. In fact, he had already recalled the identity of this person.

Kayon Paulus, who can be said to be an 'old friend' of players from all factions, can also be said to be a popular character to some extent.

The angry crowd even called him "everyone's traitor" affectionately.

During the Skeleton Frenzy event, Khayon joined the battlefield as a third-level Bone Reaper, the backbone of the School of Undead.

However, he would avoid every battle that would cause serious harm for various coincidental reasons, so for a long time people called him the Lucky Khayon.

Afterwards, everyone discovered that he was actually a hidden traitor who had no loyalty at all to the School of the Undead or even to the evil god who induced Elrond's downfall.

On the contrary, Khayang relied on his cunning nature to blend in and constantly obtain various spell research materials and career advancement ceremonies that ordinary people could not access for free.

In the later stages of the war, he even took the initiative to surrender to Linde of the Central Empire, secretly providing various personnel information and military mobilization intelligence in exchange for Linde's magical industry knowledge.

However, the information he provided was not entirely correct. Some of it was true and some was false, and the remaining 20% ​​to 30% was uncertain.

At the end of the battle, the guy who exposed the fact that he was jumping around should have been hanged.

But when Khayang appeared before people again, he had become a perfect person who had been promoted to the fifth level.

The fifth-level profession he possesses is not the traditional fifth-level undead lich of the Undead School, but a brand new fifth-level profession - the Dead Iron Lich - created by combining some of the magical industrial information he obtained from Lind with the traditional promotion ceremony of the Undead School.

Therefore, even in the subsequent versions, he still performed his best left and right jumping skills in the plot.

So the question is, if this person really knew Kayon Paulus, why would he act so recklessly? His words and actions are almost like those of a stupid clown, a small-time extra.

You know, even after his erratic nature was exposed, he still managed to thrive. Before that, he was considered a key player by both the School of Necromancy and the Lind Intelligence Agency, and was entrusted with important tasks.

So, there is only one answer, he is not completely loyal to the School of Necromancer.

This fellow with a heart of a traitor, for some reason, was not serious about the mission of assassinating Afrediya. It could even be said that he was secretly sabotaging it. It was possible that he had already secretly contacted the reformists.

Look at what happened just now, whether it was the seemingly unfamiliar way of controlling the undead, or the loud taunts that actually served as a warning, and even the seemingly harsh words at the end, if you think about it from another angle, aren't they also revealing the approximate time of the great wizard's arrival?

In short, it would be a waste to kill him now. It would be better to let this traitor continue to stir up trouble within the School of Undead.

Ivan's mind turned, and then he looked at Afrediya.

"The enemy's reinforcements are arriving, we need to move immediately."

"I understand." Afrediya nodded and quickly returned to the lab to pack up her things.

"Since we're meeting for the first time, I'm giving you a friendly reminder," Gabrielle suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Alvin looked at the hymn angel whom he met for the first time.

This kind of celestial creature that lives in the upper planes such as the Free Wilderness and the Seventh Heaven is rare nowadays, and no one knows how Afrediya signed a contract with her.

Gabrielle didn't speak immediately but looked him up and down carefully.

Then, the angel, with a completely un-angelic expression on his face, blew a long, wet whistle.

"You're not wearing pants."

Huh, for a moment, the battlefield where the smoke had not yet dissipated seemed to fall into deathly silence, with only a gust of free wind blowing from one end of the corridor to the other, blowing, disturbing, and commotion.

"Puchi." Ka Yang, who was lying against the wall and spitting blood, couldn't help but let out a laugh.