Star Forge Titan

"Forget it, it's time to go see Menes."

He slowly raised one hand, and the low sand dunes behind him began to tremble, just like a city caught in the terror of war.

The sand continued to slide down, revealing a dark shell that reflected the sunlight from the sky.

"Stand back, Gale. I'll only say this once."

As these words came, hundreds of gigantic insect beasts appeared beneath the collapsing sand dunes. Like soldiers guarding a general, they lined up neatly behind the mysterious man in the black robe.

Facing these hundreds and thousands of horrific monsters, Rigor slowly straightened his hunched back.

"I am, Rigol! Not, your slave!"

"Haha, I knew it would be like this." The man hissed and laughed strangely without any surprise.

"Then make your choice."

Turning his gaze to the edge of the city in the distance, the man's voice revealed an inexplicable joy.

"Should I continue to be a roadblock and waste my time, or should I save the lives of many people?"

Rigor froze, staring at the number of insects, and then realized an ominous possibility.

"Despicable!" the old man shouted angrily, then turned around and rushed towards the burning city at a speed that was inconsistent with his age.

At the same time, hundreds of terrifying insect-like beasts suddenly emerged from the desert around the evacuating crowd. These astonishing monsters generally had a basic structure similar to that of insects, but at the same time, they had some incongruous tentacles on their bodies.

Apart from their dark shells, all other parts of the insect beasts' bodies are a distorted reddish color, as if a large amount of animal viscera were embedded in the insects, giving people a strong sense of distortion and weirdness.

But the most intuitive feeling is degradation...

“The First Wizard King’s Fallen Insect Beast! How could it appear here!?!” The knowledgeable fist fighter shouted in shock and anger.

hiss!

Strange cries were heard, and the hideous insect-beast with twisted and strange shapes pounced on the frightened crowd with unstoppable momentum like a great white shark smelling blood.

"Stop them!" A boxer apprentice took a boxing stance and blocked the insect beast, but he was too young and had not mastered any advanced boxing techniques. His body looked extremely small compared to the insect beast.

In just a second, this tiny figure was overwhelmed by the swarming insects and beasts, and the only trace of its existence was the splashing blood.

Despair is presented to everyone in a more intuitive form.

The young fist fighter apprentice roared and rushed out of the crowd first, followed by the ordinary men in the crowd.

Farmers, barbers, small vendors, no matter what kind of work they did, most of them at this moment suppressed their fear and took a step forward. Even the few elderly people raised their crutches, because behind them there were mothers and young children holding their children tightly.

Scene after scene of life instantly revealed the characteristics of the people in the desert. The intense love and sacrifice seemed to ignite a flame, echoing the burning city.

But what is more, is despair. After breaking through despair, what we see is more despair.

Just as hundreds of insect beasts were about to rush into the crowd and slaughter crazily, a short figure blocked the crowd.

He was like a shadow that suddenly appeared in the sunlight and swept across the entire audience in an instant.

Then, the entire row of insect beasts in the front froze without any warning.

Their twisted and hideous bodies exploded one after another and turned into splattering blood in a second.

But before people could rejoice, they saw more insects and beasts appearing on the distant horizon.

Before they could even begin to feel empty, something strange happened. Even the hundreds of insect beasts that had been about to attack showed no sign of continuing their attack. Instead, they swiftly passed by the crowd, leaving behind a cloud of dust, and rushed into the burning city.

"Elder, what's going on..." A Fist Fighter apprentice who recognized Rigor couldn't help but whispered:

“…” Rigor shook his head slowly.

"Leave quickly." The old man gave a brief order.

"This is going to become a battlefield."

The apprentice was a little confused. Didn’t the battle start a long time ago?

Then Rigor let out a faint sigh.

"The battlefield belongs to the Witch King."

Chapter 134: Wingless Demon Dragon

Alvin had heard that the Witch King's beast was extremely large.

The remains of the dead Witch King, Thaned, were as heavy as a small mountain, leaving the entire city shrouded in a foul odor for a long time.

But when Menes revealed his true form as the Witch King, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be too concerned about the big events in the game, so that he underestimated the powerful strength of the overlord of the lesser-known border area.

After all, even in a border area like the Silent Desert, to be able to become the overlord of a region, the power it possesses is definitely not something that ordinary people or ordinary extraordinary people can achieve.

The burning ruins of the city were covered by the rising sand dunes underground. The flames were immediately extinguished, and two-thirds of the city was swallowed up by a large amount of white sand. Like surging waves, the sand and dust spread rapidly in all directions.

"Puff?" The Sanwang, transformed into a heavy cruiser, made a strange sound. The thick tires arranged side by side provided excellent grip, but faced with the sand and dust surging like quicksand, it still seemed a little powerless.

Fortunately, Sanno is not an ordinary horse, nor an ordinary motorcycle, it is a unique Ghost in the Shell motorcycle horse!

Four mechanical horse legs extend from the front and back of the motorcycle. Although the motorcycle looks a bit strange and even a little subtly disgusting in this state, it can keep the body stable.

Then, Alvin suddenly felt that the thing he was driving had changed from a motorcycle to a motorboat, and began to move forward in a strange way against the ups and downs of the sand and dust waves.

Ahead, the figure of the Sorcerer King Menes had vanished, replaced by a massive, mountainous presence. Its shadow alone darkened the weather over nearly half of the severely damaged city of Ismailia, like a gathering cloud.

Such a huge existence can be clearly seen even from a thousand meters away.

Deathly silence enveloped the entire city of Ismailia. When the smoke and dust gradually settled, a beautiful lady came into view.

Any adjective related to beauty could be applied to her, but it was limited to her upper body. The other half of this lady's body was a huge moth-like abdomen. It was connected not only by three pairs of legs as thick as pillars and as sharp as spears, but also by hundreds of winding green vine tentacles.

Yes, the twelve vines that had just caused Brad to struggle were only a small part of them.

Menes's body looks like a combination of a human and an insect. Its upper body is that of a beautiful lady, while its lower body is that of an ugly moth, and is covered with dense vine tentacles like bushes.

Behind her is a pair of open butterfly wings, which, when flapped gently, can bring up a gust of wind and scatter countless fine scales.

On this pair of wings as broad as sails, there are equally huge eye-shaped patterns, which not only show bright colors but also reveal a strong warning.

The Glass Pavilion has now become the Glass Crown. Even though it is just a small palace, it is still a building.

But now, the glazed crown, along with a large amount of expensive silk and gauze, like a wedding veil and glass crown, was worn on the head of the witch king's beast body. Compared to its bearer, this palace seemed a little petite.

The draped veil covered the face of the Witch King's beast body, making it difficult to see her specific appearance.

Beauty and terror echo each other, and Menes's Witch King beast body presents an extremely contradictory and distorted appearance.

But one thing is certain: its immense size. The Witch King's body is hundreds of meters tall, like a rolling hill, making it impossible for anyone to look away and ignore its presence.

What is worrying is that there is a very obvious wound on the chest of this huge body, and blood is constantly gushing out of it.

Although the wound didn't look serious compared to the massive size of the Time Witch King's body, it was actually several dozen meters wide, and the blood that flowed out poured down like a waterfall, staining the white jade upper body of the beast a crimson color.

It seems that Brad and Ivan's previous activities were not completely ineffective.

"Brother, have you ever really defeated such a being?" Ivan couldn't help but whispered:

"Ah, now that I think about it, it seems like a dream." Brad, who was extremely tired because he had exhausted all his strength, also looked at the huge body of the Witch King in a daze.

Until another black wave that came like a tsunami attracted the attention of the two.

It was a large group of insect beasts with ferocious yet familiar appearances.

Land War Bug? Isn't this a magical creature created for war in the late Giant Kingdom? How did it appear here?

Alvin's eyes narrowed as he recalled his adventure in the body of the Sandworm King, which suddenly reminded him of something.

As the fragmented pieces of information were connected together, Alvin realized a somewhat unexpected possibility.

Over a hundred years ago, the adventuring team that strayed into the body of Herbert, the Sandworm King, was likely inextricably linked to the Witch Kings who now rule the five desert city-states. In fact, some of them were the latter!

The shocking fact made Alvin at a loss for words, and the current situation did not allow him to continue thinking about the deeper meaning behind this matter.

The large number of insect beasts also attracted the attention of the Witch King Menes. She did not react immediately, but her huge body trembled slightly.

"Is that you, Captain?" The ethereal voice came like a strong wind.

“…” The swarm of insects that made tiny noises from time to time did not answer immediately.

Soon, they started moving again. As if stimulated by something, the insect beasts suddenly collided with each other.

It was neither a fight nor a devouring. Just like dust gathering to form sand dunes, their bodies began to entangle with each other. The pale red tentacles emerging from between their shells twisted around each other, firmly fixing the dark insect bodies together, until they collectively gathered into an expanding black sphere.

Gradually, the combined insect swarms no longer appeared as simple spheres. They began to outline more specific contours and continued to rise in height.

The final product looked like a giant dragon without wings, or a dinosaur from ancient times.

Above the short and thick neck is a beast head with an exaggeratedly large mouth. The hind limbs are extremely developed, but the forelimbs are somewhat short. On the back, three spines can be seen staggered like coral, and from time to time, bright light like thunder can be seen flashing through them.

Finally, they, or it, opened its eyes, a pair of ferocious beast eyes that shone with intellectual light.

"Long time no see, Menis." Mixed with a strange 'hissing' sound, the monster formed by the fusion of countless insects and beasts actually spoke clearly audible human words.

"How could it be him!" Alvin heard Brad muttering to himself in an incredible tone beside him.

"Who?" The black-haired boy subconsciously looked at his senior brother.

Then he heard a shocking name.

"The Wingless Dragon, the First Wizard King—Holhara!"

Chapter 135: The War of Giant Beasts

The length of a modern aircraft carrier is about three hundred meters, and the two huge beasts that appeared in front of Ivan and Brad at this moment are no less than the former in size. They are like two aircraft carriers standing upright on the land.

The huge presence was almost suffocating, but Alvin soon noticed that this feeling of suffocation was not entirely an illusion, and the free magic power in the surrounding environment was decreasing rapidly.

He even saw that the fragments of buildings began to turn into sand at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was absolutely not something that a normal extraordinary person could do when absorbing environmental magic. Even the largest magical beast, the Void Whale, would not have such an abnormal reaction when absorbing environmental magic.

The only thing similar to it in his memory was an insect beast infected by the pure color poison.

The Zerg was originally a magical creature created by the Giant Kingdom. Initially, it did not have this extremely destructive ability to convert and absorb magic power. However, after being infected with the pure-color legacy poison, it would reveal this purely predatory method of absorbing magic power.

At this moment, the huge beast transformed by the Witch King also showed the same behavior.

This made him more certain of his guess that the adventure team that mistakenly entered the body of Herbert, the King of Sandworms, more than a hundred years ago must have obtained something extraordinary, such as some relics of the Giant Kingdom, and then gradually became the current Witch King.

At the same time, there is a high possibility that they have been infected with the pure color poison, which is why they show this unreasonable ability to absorb magic power.

But what exactly is the pure color legacy? Could it be that this is also the reason for collecting blood tax?

Various questions arose one after another, and at the same time, the origin of the Earth Vein Calling Method became clear.

In fact, Ivan had already suspected this secret technique when he saw it. The rhythmic fluctuations of the magic power within the body could trigger the feedback of the earth's magic power. Most people in Palladia would probably take it for granted that this was the effect of the secret technique.

But for a visitor from another world like him, after substituting modern thinking, he felt that this was like a code or encrypted signal released at a certain special rhythm.

After receiving a specific signal, the corresponding external device will start operating according to the established program.

Therefore, Earth Vein Calling may not be a secret method, but rather a method of using some kind of super-large structure buried deep underground in the Giant Kingdom.

What about the Heavenly Spirit Return Ceremony? What about the ancient creation's self-feedback mechanism for responding to external magical forces?

A lot of speculations continued to emerge, and while Alvin was thinking quickly, Menis continued to communicate with the other giant beast that appeared later in that hollow voice.

After the other party appeared, the Second Wizard King completely lost interest in other people or things, and just stared at the newcomer with his eyes behind the veil.

"An incarnation? It's just an incarnation." His words were full of resentment and disappointment.

"No matter how huge it is, it's just an incarnation. Don't you want the fragment in my hand? Don't you want to consume the magic power of this body? Don't you want to break through to the fifth level? Don't you want to get rid of the erosion of the 'beast' in your heart?"

Menis's continuous questions revealed not only resentment, but also a vague sense of something else, something that could not be erased even after a hundred years.

"Without the Barrier of Despair, and with your beast form intact, I only need a combined beast skeleton to deal with you," Holhala replied calmly.

"Furthermore, if you keep the blood tax rate so low and frequently use spells to bring down rain for years, how much of your stored magic power will be left? I'm sure it will only remain at a pitifully low level at best."

The wingless dragon raised its relatively short forelimbs and pointed a sharp claw at the injured Menes.

"Menes, it was your kindness that killed you."

"..." Menis suddenly stopped talking, but behind this silence was a stronger emotion.

"So, you're gone." The Second Wizard King said word by word in a tone of great disappointment:

"The person I loved so deeply a hundred years ago would never have said something like 'Your kindness has killed you.'"

"Although he is only a short-lived species with a limited lifespan, that person loves life even more than the immortal species. He would even step aside for a small roadside flower."

"...People change, you and I do." Holhala was silent for a moment, then said calmly in a calm tone: