Chapter 265 Are you stupid? I can transform too!
First strike, hit!
With the first strike, Mo Cheng hit the Lord of Death like thunder.
The arm armor on both hands of Death Lord Charles was shattered by the violent force.
In the second attack, it was Mo Cheng who hit Charles again, and the heavy armor on the Death Lord's body shattered into pieces.
The third blow was the same. The strong fist, with an even stronger will, cracked and shattered the Death Lord's helmet, and even beat Charles' head into a fucking shitty mess.
The Lord of Death? Commanding thousands of undead? The enemy of the living?
These titles are meaningless, these names are useless. At this moment, Charles has to face only one thing, to endure Mo Cheng's anger, to face Mo Cheng's fist, to face fucking death!
"Yeah! Kill!"
The tomahawk-like heavy kick smashed down suddenly, not only to split Charles, whose head had been smashed into a mess, into two, but also to completely smash this body filled with all kinds of elements that Mo Cheng disliked.
The power of holy light, along with the energy, was blasted into Charles' body by the heavy leg. The violent holy light suddenly entered the body of the negative energy creature, and it began to release its rage in the most ferocious manner.
burst!
Then there were continuous series of explosions. The extremely brutal holy light cleared, blasted and destroyed everything in Charles' body that it disliked.
Because it has that kind of ability, the power to destroy everything it dislikes!
Attacked from both inside and outside, Charles' body was like a rag, and now the Lord of Death had to face the death that he was unwilling to face.
Complete death!
The five fingers of his right hand were clenched tightly, and his strength had been concentrated to the limit, with dragon scales appearing on his arms.
Charles' exploded brain only felt that he was being dragged into the deep sea. Something was approaching rapidly. It was the top of the deep-sea predator, an invincible behemoth.
That is...
That was not the case. The fist with unparalleled domineering momentum hit Charles' body, and the pure power crushed all the components of the Death Lord's body.
But at this moment, Charles' arm, which was only left with bones, suddenly swung, and the entire hand bone fell off, followed by a violent explosion, and the impact of the explosion pushed both of them away.
Corpse explosion!
The stronger the body, the more powerful the spell that can be unleashed. Charles pushed death away from himself at the cost of permanently losing an arm.
But this only temporarily prevented death from coming to him. The power of Mo Cheng's fist had already shattered Charles' body at a microscopic level. Even if the undead no longer had a strong body as a container, his soul would soon face a strong man who was full of murderous intent towards him.
However, a trapped beast will still fight. How could the Lord of Death, who commands thousands of undead under the command of Mad King Dom, accept defeat at this time?
“Ouch!”
With a sound that no human could make, all the heavy armor on Charles' body was shattered, and where his hunchback was, it was not a hunchback, but a head.
Charles was on his back, and there was a head.
At the same time, the three magic books originally embedded in the back began to melt, burn, and shatter. Then countless lines appeared out of thin air, outlining a magic circle that could not be understood .
The magic circle sucked Charles' body in, and the body in the center of the magic circle began to deform strangely, removing useless organs and optimizing the body. The magic circle even shot out countless black lines from the periphery, inserted into the undead on the battlefield, and began to extract something from the undead and give it to Charles.
Mo Cheng naturally didn't intend to watch Charles gradually become stronger and then have another battle, so he immediately summoned thunder to strike down, but the magic circle just began to spin rapidly, and then shifted the power of the thunder to the other side.
It can be felt that although the power of the thunder was deflected by more than 90%, it still hit the magic circle. However, according to Mo Cheng's estimation, it is highly unlikely that the magic circle will be broken.
He didn't have that much mana, and he didn't dare to use it all up on the battlefield, which would have put him in a negative state of splitting headaches.
"I knew that there would always be an invincible time when a boss changes phases."
Since returning to past historical fragments is regarded as [going to a dungeon], Mo Cheng can also accept the invincible time in the second stage of a boss fight.
He never cared how hard his enemies were to kill.
He only cares about whether the enemy's health bar can be displayed.
A lot was said, but everything happened in just a short period of time. At this time, Charles' transformation was completed. The magic circle carried Charles and rushed towards the Death War Elephant that was raging on the battlefield.
After a burst of dazzling light, Charles's original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
The entire body of the giant mammoth was like a human standing up, and it was estimated to be three meters in size. The muscles that had been torn from the skin were as black as steel, reflecting the luster of metal. The two huge tusks were burning with blazing soul fires, and whoever was injured would suffer the pain of the burning soul.
He held a greatsword in each hand, and behind his shoulder blades were two rotten arms, each holding a fishing net.
"Hey, it looks like you've changed."
It was indeed different. Charles' strength and momentum at this moment increased tenfold. The clouds in the sky were dispersed by the gloomy wind, and the sun did not dare to land on this area tainted by death.
"I will extract your soul and enslave you for ten thousand years!"
The humanoid mammoth's mouth opened, and under the cover of its long trunk, Charles' real brain was hidden in the mouth of the war elephant.
This is an area that is almost impossible to attack.
Obviously, after Mo Cheng's previous round of powerful attack, which blew Charles' head off, he did not dare to continue exposing one of his vital parts to Mo Cheng without any protection.
"Stop talking nonsense. Only one of you and I can leave alive today."
Mo Cheng paused for a moment, then continued, "I thought you were a death knight, but I didn't expect you to be a stitched monster."
Yes, the true form of the Death Lord is not any other undead creature, but a stitched-together undead monster that was transformed by a research institute and was born after .
"Humph, you always guess my profession wrongly based on my appearance. But if not, how could I have escaped your killing move in the first round?"
Facing Charles's ridicule, Mo Cheng did not answer, but just raised his arms as if stretching his muscles.
"Now that you've transformed, I can't hide anymore."
As soon as the words fell, a roar shook the whole world. The invisible pressure caused the undead on the battlefield to turn into ashes one after another. Even the high-level undead could not help but be stunned, and then they were killed by the human warriors who saw the opportunity.
Under Charles' dull eyes, Mo Cheng's figure grew taller and bigger, his body was covered with scales, horns grew on his head, and sparks spewed out of his nostrils when he breathed.
The dragon bloodline is boiling, and the figure of dragon appears again in this dragon-less world.
"Charles, let's start round two!"
