Star Forge Titan

"Really?" Menis's huge body trembled slightly.

"Alright...Alright! Hahahahaha! In that case, it doesn't matter!"

The Second Witch King laughed wildly as he tore off the large amount of silk and gauze that covered his face. Even if he only covered the face of his beast body, the amount of cloth needed was still exaggerated.

But these expensive fabrics were now torn into countless pieces and scattered like snowflakes.

Then, Menes's face was distorted to the point of being nauseating.

It's like forcibly integrating the beautiful face of an elf into a large number of insect components, with densely packed mouthparts distributed everywhere, and even the eye sockets are filled with a large number of tentacles, and yet you can still see some outlines of the facial features.

Even Brad, who was a gladiator, couldn't help but take two steps back, and Ivan's face also turned very pale.

This is a pure sensory shock that neither courage nor habituation to bloodshed can withstand.

At the same time, they also felt a sense of absurd laughter.

Kindness? It's like a robber scolding another robber, saying that your behavior of not completely robbing the victim of all his money is a kind of foolish kindness.

It's ridiculous! So ridiculous that it makes me want to clench my fists!

But Alvin still stopped Brad from forcibly using the Eagle-Headed Winged God. The magic power in his senior brother's body was almost exhausted, and the Eagle-Headed Winged God, which was more than 30 meters tall, became like a puff of smoke and could completely dissipate at any time.

The First Wizard King, who was waiting for the opportunity, had in a sense successfully calculated everyone.

Now, he could completely free up his hands to deal with the exhausted fighters of the Fist of Freedom after defeating Menis.

After that, this cunning conspirator would likely not let go of the common people who had escaped the city. After all, to any wizard king, those were just slave reserves or food reserves that he didn't intend to use for the time being.

When they are really hungry, they will devour all the people without hesitation to replenish the consumption incurred during the battle.

Therefore, what we should do now is not to use our last strength to fight the opponent, Ivan, who has been hiding his identity, suddenly realized.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

And perhaps I can become that hunter, the little hunter who finally shoots down the oriole.

Along with Menes's insane laughter, the ground shook violently like an earthquake. The battle between witch kings and witch kings, the war between giant beasts and giant beasts - began!

Chapter 136 The Order of Silence

The exquisite glazed crown was torn to pieces like garbage, and the entire palace was destroyed in an instant.

The broken glass fragments scattered in all directions, turning into countless fragments that shone like fish scales and floated in the sunlight.

Menis, revealing his distorted true face, let out a shrill scream, and the countless vine tentacles covering the surface of his oval abdomen immediately twisted together, converging into two terrifying tentacles that were dozens of times thicker than ordinary vines.

These two exceptionally thick tentacles quickly tightened and compressed in a spiral shape, and then shot out like an arrow.

The air was pierced by it, and a huge roar resounded over the city. The aftermath caused by the passing of just a few dozen meters away also plowed two deep grooves in the ruins on the ground.

The wingless dragon that faced the attack directly was easily inflicted with two huge wounds, and the splattering blood and flesh dyed several urban areas black and red like rain.

That's it?

Alvin was stunned. The terrifying dragon composed of a large number of insects and beasts looked extremely ferocious, but its defense seemed to be extremely poor. It was unable to withstand even an ordinary attack released by Menis.

But he soon realized that the truth of the matter was not as simple as it seemed.

The things that flew around were not real pieces of flesh and blood, but a large number of insect beasts that had retained their complete forms. They were like scattered piles of sand, dispersing into the surrounding environment as individual individuals, perfectly avoiding Menes's angry and resentful attack.

"Even if the wings become filthy, can the butterfly dream still be preserved?"

Horhara's voice came from the scattered insect-beast mouthparts, and it sounded as if his presence was everywhere.

As the words fell, the scattered insect beasts gathered again near the incomplete "wound" of the wingless dragon, and quickly filled it up completely, leaving no trace of injury at all.

According to the title of the First Witch King.

The Filthy-Winged Butterfly is the name of the beast that Menes transformed into.

On the pair of giant butterfly wings that were spread out, the terrifying eye-shaped patterns emitted layers of colorful light, and a huge amount of magic power that was hundreds of times stronger than that in human form gathered from it.

The body shape of the Filthy-Winged Butterfly also changed further. Hundreds of huge vines grew and extended rapidly until they completely wrapped around and covered her upper body, which still retained its human form.

Then, these vines intertwined and woven with each other, transforming from the original lush plant material into a complete and smooth gray-green exoskeleton shell, forming a strange set of armor with an insect-like bionic structure and a distinct knight armor style.

The remaining vines extended toward the ends of Menes' arms, where they converged into a huge spherical object composed entirely of plants.

The spherical object soon broke from the inside, and two extremely huge sword blades pierced out from the left and right ends, turning into a huge double-edged sword as big as the filthy-winged butterfly.

The spine of this double-edged sword is made of wood, but the blade is inexplicably made of metal, reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

The Filthy-Winged Butterfly, which had fully transformed, immediately launched an attack. Its wings, which already held a large amount of magical power, stretched out as wide as it could. The intricate patterns on them all lit up, and complex and powerful magical fluctuations instantly filled the entire world.

Damn it, that had definitely reached the scale of third-level conventional forbidden magic!

"Run!" Ivan made a judgment in an instant and shouted a warning to Brad.

Twisting the handle hard, Sanwang, who had become a Ghost in the Shell, increased the power of the engine in his body to the limit. The wheels of the heavy cruise motorcycle suddenly made a harsh friction sound on the ground, and then rushed into the distance at a rapid speed like a projectile.

Brad also transformed the Steel Armor Void with limited remaining strength back into the form of an eagle, wrapped his body in it and flew away close to the ground.

The revenge for being used by the Witch King can be taken later. Now the primary goal has become to avoid becoming the unlucky one who is killed by an unknown AOE.

Behind the two people who turned and ran, a dazzling light immediately lit up, and a huge and complicated magic circle appeared on the surface of the wings of the filthy-winged butterfly, and hundreds of magic light balls suddenly flew out from it.

At first glance, it seemed like just a volley of low-level spell magic missiles, but the volume of these magic light balls was more than a hundred times that of ordinary magic missiles. The difference between the two was simply the difference in caliber between a cannon and a rifle, and their number was even more outrageous.

The huge body brings more than just a simple size advantage. The beast body transformed by the Witch King is like a living and walking wizard tower, which can increase the power of the caster's spells to an incredible level.

As soon as the falling magic light ball touches any entity, it will rapidly expand to dozens of times its size, while emitting extremely high temperatures that can easily melt even stone.

The city center, which had already been severely damaged, was now completely transformed into a battlefield ruin that was worthless to save, with sunken magma pools formed everywhere after being bombarded by magic light balls.

Faced with the sky full of high-temperature magic light balls, the wingless dragon Horhara could not completely avoid them even if he dispersed his body. In fact, it was even more difficult for the individual after shrinking in size to escape from this huge attack.

Then, the wingless dragon let out a deafening roar, which sounded like the tiny sounds of countless insects gathered together, making people feel extremely irritated and inexplicably depressed.

A visible sound wave was like a rolling transparent wave, spreading outward rapidly in a hemispherical shape with the wingless dragon incarnated by Horhara as the center.

The magic light ball that hits the sound wave will immediately be disturbed by the strange power contained in it, exploding into a ball of blue light that surges as fast as a flame, and then involuntarily turns into countless broken and flying light spots.

"Silence order?" Ivan, who turned around and saw this scene, couldn't help but let out a surprised sound.

Isn't that the special ability of the Silent Messenger of the Thousand Towers City? Wait, how can it be so large!?!

Then, the answer immediately emerged in the black-haired boy's mind.

Although he now appears to be huge and inhuman, the Witch King should have been promoted from a normal extraordinary person in the past.

Perhaps, the extraordinary job titles previously held by the First Wizard King, Horhara, included the special job of Silent Messenger, or to use a term that is easier for players from another world to understand, a hidden job.

This made the Witch King's past identity worthy of deep thought. After all, the Silent Messenger was a special class that required a secret ritual unique to the City of Thousand Towers to ascend to. His identity was clearly inextricably linked to that distant city.

As for the advancement of the Silent Messenger, one is to continue to specialize in the field of magic breaking to become a Spellbreaker. In addition, by relying on the profession's expertise in weapon use and magic research, one can become a high-level magic swordsman who is proficient in both swordsmanship and spells.

No matter which realm he had chosen, it was enough to make him a leading group among the extraordinary people of Palladia.

It’s not easy to deal with…

Ivan's mind was turning, and then he found that he and his senior brother seemed to be in trouble.

As the Xiangqian Glass Pavilion was destroyed, all kinds of fragments fell from great heights. After a while, those things began to show signs of movement after falling to the ground.

If you look closely, you will find that what stood up again were horrific half-human, half-plant figures. Most of their bodies were pierced by plant roots, and the remaining parts were rotten.

Suddenly recalling the rumors about Menes, could these be the innocent people buried in the Glass Pavilion as fertilizer?

How did they become such a horrifying appearance?

Looking at the large number of monsters, Alvin suddenly realized a terrible fact.

Beneath that incomparably beautiful palace, countless ugly crimes are buried...

Chapter 137: Sacrifice of Light

Most of these victims who became fertilizer for flowers were the poorest slaves in their lifetime.

This can be seen from their shriveled and hunched bodies. If they had enjoyed a wealthy life, even if their bodies were turned into fertilizer and consumed by plants after death, their skeletons would not appear so hunched. You can even vaguely see the deformities caused by long-term heavy physical labor.

Ivan was silent for a while, and the Calbant on his back suddenly jumped onto his shoulder in the form of a spiritual lamb.

"Don't tell me, you plan to use me to chop these things, damn~ I'm afraid there's not even a drop of blood on them..." The lamb stood up on its two hind legs, raised its front hooves and flexibly pinched the nose on the furry round face, showing an expression as if it smelled something stinky.

By the way, it seems to be getting more and more accustomed to this new image that looks like a plush toy.

However, the demon beside him, which he had molded into a strange shape, did not say anything wrong this time.

Without exception, the corpses that were fed and parasitized by the strange plants looked very shriveled, just like mummies that had been exposed to the sun in the desert for many days, without a trace of moisture left.

The corpse used as fertilizer had been continuously drained of nutrients by strange parasitic plants for years, and now only hollow bones with dried-up marrow and the outermost layer of skin were left.

Why did the Witch King create these monsters? They don't seem to have much fighting power.

Ivan was also somewhat confused, but what was even stronger in his heart was the anger he felt because of the large number of victims.

But he would not hesitate or show mercy because of this. The dead are dead, and out of respect for them, he should let them rest in peace as soon as possible.

What's more, what is moving now is only the corpse of the victim. Rather than being a human being, it is more like a monster whose existence form is closer to a parasitic plant, or a parasitic plant person.

He raised his hand and swung it forward casually, and the power of the increasingly integrated boxing configuration was quickly activated. After several battles, Alvin could already use the secret meaning of the Lan Dou Holy Fist very freely.

It only takes a very short moment for the force string to start. The force transmitted outward through space is always controlled by the force of the configuration during the divergence process, until it is compressed into a thin line and propels forward in a fan shape.

The simplest physical common sense is that when the pressure is the same, the smaller the area under force, the greater the pressure.

The "thin line" swung out by Ivan's powerful strength was like an indestructible "slash". Any parasitic vegetative person who came into contact with this "thin line" would be cut in two without any resistance.

However, from their broken wounds, a large number of fine roots suddenly emerged. These roots penetrated into the sand and soil, frantically absorbing the surrounding nutrients, but the dry environment of the silent desert meant that they could not gain anything.

Alvin then discovered that the free magic power in the surrounding environment, which was already thin, suddenly became abundant for unknown reasons.

After carefully sensing for a moment, he realized that it was not that the ambient magic power had become more abundant, but that the free magic power in a larger area was absorbed by something and gathered around, which made it appear that the concentration of ambient magic power in a small area nearby showed signs of rising.

Are these plants absorbing the magic of the environment?

Where did such a greedy species for survival come from?

This thing is obviously not a native species born under natural conditions. Could it be that they have some connection with the Witch King?

After a moment of thought, Alvin pulled out a metal sword from the defeated officer in the ruins around him, and then activated his innate ability of [Reshaping the World] to shape it into a sturdy metal storage box.

After using the force string to take samples of the parasitic plants remotely, he sealed a very small amount of the sample in a metal storage box.

Now is not the time to conduct research. The two wizard kings are fighting each other fiercely, and I can't just sit there doing nothing.

To completely eliminate these bizarre and dangerous parasitic plants, Ivan drew forth the long-dormant Burning Justice from within his psychic space. With a touch of magical energy, the blade of this legendary magic sword erupted in dazzling celestial flames.

As a spirit specially made for legendary weapons, the forged steel soul dormant inside was obviously very accustomed to being sealed for a long time. Unlike Karlbant, it did not complain, but began to work diligently.

After swinging it casually a few times, he found that the force of the boxing configuration controlled by the force string could indeed work on magic weapons as he expected.

The next moment, several arc-shaped slashes flew out from the sword wrapped in the burning flames of justice, easily igniting all the parasitic plants and turning them completely into ashes without any life left.

After dealing with the parasitic plants near him, Ivan turned and walked towards the panting Brad. He noticed that his senior brother had a very grim expression. Following the latter's gaze, Ivan saw several other humanoid parasitic plants that had lost their ability to move.

Unlike the humanoid parasitic plants that he had destroyed before, these ones were obviously much "healthier". Even though they were squeezed by the parasites and looked like mummies, one could guess how strong they were before they were born just by looking at their skeletons.

"Mayuf, Alova, and Faraj... they all died."

From Brad's words, Alvin realized that they should be the fighters who had previously tried to sneak into the Witch King's Palace but never returned, so he silently patted his senior brother on the shoulder.

"Condolences."

"I'm fine." Brad nodded, then turned and looked at the two giant beasts fighting each other in the distance.

"I have received the deceased's wishes. What I need to do next is more than just a moment of silence."

"And, revenge!"

"Yeah." Alvin nodded.

However, just watching the battle between the wizard kings made him feel very difficult.

Not to mention that the Second Sorcerer King Menis used his immense magical power to unleash several powerful attack spells that were close to or even equal to third-level conventional forbidden magic in scale and power. The First Sorcerer King Horhara's ability to break spells without making a sound was also very formidable.

Ordinary Silence Messengers often need to adjust their own magic fluctuations and predict the spells that the opponent is about to release in advance, and then they can rely on the principle of "dispelling magic" to interfere.

To give an inappropriate example, it's like the co-frequency interference between radio stations, which is a way to crack the opponent's upcoming spell by using your own spell to offset it.

But what Horhara showed at this moment was another different technique of breaking the law.

Relying on the abnormally large-scale magic power of the Witch King, he directly and indiscriminately interfered with the normal operation of all spell equations within a large range around him in a unique way.