Volume 3: The Land of Mist Chapter 68: Massacre and Siege
After three or five rounds of fighting, the demon general "Slaughter"'s body was covered with wounds, and his breathing gradually became heavy.
Under the siege of three disasters, it had previously held a clear advantage, but now it was losing ground. The disaster holding a brass battle axe and wearing the Tyrant Armor used the inhuman strength enhanced by the equipment to restrain itself .
The disaster flying in the sky with wings on its back was constantly looking for opportunities to swoop down, using the knight's sword with a strong purifying effect to cause unhealable wounds to the massacre.
As for the remaining disaster in robes, he had been constantly interfering with the sight of the massacre through various storm spells, and isolated all the reinforcements he called for through the [Wall of Mist].
What was even more terrifying was that these three disasters coordinated as if they were one person. Every time his battle axe was about to hit a disaster's vital point , another disaster would help him block the attack. And every time a disaster retreated, it was definitely to make room for another disaster to attack.
The battle situation that was originally under control soon turned into a situation where he was always at a disadvantage. Although he would not be defeated soon, if he continued to be cut by a blunt knife, the final defeat was also expected.
After suffering another heavy blow from the opponent's cooperation, "Massacre" swung his axe into a dark golden whirlwind, forcing back the two disasters that attacked at the same time and thereby creating some distance.
The disasters did not immediately pursue them, as the previous round of attacks had already left enough wounds on their opponents. They could only grasp this rhythm and continue to attack, and then victory would surely belong to them.
But at this moment, "Massacre" suddenly spoke:
“Do you think you have a big advantage now?”
As it spoke, it peeled off several pieces of brass armor that had been pierced and deformed from its body and threw them on the ground like garbage, making a heavy "clang" sound.
And under those armors, the red and twisted muscles were covered with hideous wounds, and the gushing blood seemed to come alive, spreading and climbing on his body, gradually forming a bloody totem on his body.
"I understand, I understand. Although I don't know what you are, you are indeed very strong... Maybe not as strong as the original body of the disaster, but it is really very difficult for me to face three of them at the same time. However, you are so stupid as to ignore the most important point..."
As he spoke, Massacre removed his armor piece by piece, not even sparing the ones that were still intact. Soon, except for a long bloodstained cloth covering his lower body, he was no longer wearing any protective gear.
The exaggerated and deformed muscles were covered with scars of varying depths, and with those scars as the center, a blood-colored totem was winding out, attached to its body and squirming as if it had life. At the same time, countless blood qi spread from every corner of the battlefield, turning into mist like tentacles, passing through the [Mist Wall] and gathering around the body of "Slaughter".
The three clones that were confronting him all stopped when they saw this, because William, who was controlling them, felt that the momentum emerging from the other party at this moment was completely different from before. If you want to make an analogy, it is like the difference between the pressure brought by a big golden retriever and a lion.
"How does it feel to wantonly kill people on this battlefield? Isn't it very satisfying to harvest those weaklings like wheat?"
The blood-red mist that surged from the entire battlefield gradually condensed around "Massacre", and its voice became extremely dull through the mist.
When William, who was far away, heard the word "massacre", his heart skipped a beat.
I seem to have really overlooked one thing.
At this moment on the front battlefield, the special skills of various weapons and props were being thrown around like they were free, and from a distance it looked like an old-fashioned legendary web game, with brilliant colorful lights everywhere, except for the number 9999 that was blown out in the air.
After all, William had almost moved out half of the treasure hall, and was firing at full force. Coupled with the almost unlimited supply of magic power provided by the "Holy Spirit Disc", the entire front battlefield was now almost a one-sided massacre.
That's right, massacre.
And massacre is also the source of power for the demon general "massacre".
On this battlefield, every time William easily killed a low-level Moon Realm monster, he would strengthen the concept of massacre, and a small amount of power would be strengthened on the demon general "Massacre". As long as it was a massacre, no matter whether the slaughter was of enemies or friends, the Moon Realm monsters of the corresponding concept would be blessed. In the past, the Moon Realm Demon Army led by Massacre would hold a large-scale blood sacrifice before the attack - if there were captives, they would sacrifice them, and if not, they would select the weak in the demon army for sacrifice (as for how to select, of course, it was a civil war without distinguishing between enemies and friends, and those who died were naturally the weak), in order to strengthen their own power.
And now the result of William commanding his Holy Spirit Army to be invincible on the battlefield is that the power of the guy in front of him has expanded to an unprecedented level.
"Not killing me the first time was your biggest mistake."
As the words of "Slaughter" roared, the blood-colored mist swirling around it swirled and attached itself to various parts of its body, then swirled rapidly, transforming into a dark red full-body armor that twisted and struggled like flames. Behind it, a pair of demon wings made entirely of flowing blood also unfolded.
"So, Disaster, let's start the next round. You continue killing. Hahahahahahaha..."
Along with its exaggerated laughter, blood climbed up the brass battle axe from Massacre's clenched hands. From a distance, it looked like it was covered with dense blood vessels.
(Consider chanting the top metal magic [Awakening the Remains of the Dead Stars] to kill the demon general Slaughter before he is further strengthened)
(Negative. After chanting [Awaken the Remains of the Dead Stars], the Holy Spirit Disc will most likely be unable to withstand the load and break directly.)
(Send No. 7, No. 13, and No. 22, who are protecting the main body, to cross the [Wall of Mist] for emergency reinforcement)
William's thoughts flashed in a flash, and he readjusted the allocation of resources in his mind. Then, the three clones who had been guarding William disappeared in the flashes of lightning. One of the clones wearing a deer horn helmet also took the "Judgment II" in William's hand before leaving.
Because the battlefields were already fully loaded, in order to stabilize the fronts and prevent them from being broken through and surrounded, William had no way to draw clones from other places to help. But if "Massacre" continued to strengthen like this, unless he put away all the clones and killed it with his main body, otherwise in a few minutes, those clones that couldn't cast spells would really not be able to hold that guy down.
William had no choice but to select three of the four clones that were protecting his original body to provide support.
"At least for now, Massacre still can't stop the output of six clones..."
William muttered to himself, feeling a little anxious because of the unexpected change.
"Similarly, you, who have almost no fighting power now, can't stop our surprise attack, right?"
A charming voice suddenly echoed behind William, and the last remaining clone guard immediately flashed behind William with a huge and heavy shield as big as a door panel in his hand, protecting him tightly behind him.
“Ding ding ding…”
Accompanied by a series of crisp metallic echoes, six serrated spears tempered with dark green venom were blocked by the shield.
But William did not turn around. Instead, he raised his hand and instantly solidified an ice crystal shield that emitted cold air, blocking a ball of yellow-green pus.
The swollen lady, who had appeared there at some point, finally opened the fan that had been covering the lower half of her face, revealing her ugly toad-like mouth, from which the yellow-green pus had spurted out.
"Tsk... Do the demon generals under your command always have the habit of warning the opponent before launching a sneak attack?"
The swollen lady covered her face with the fan again and said in a complaining tone.
Then it looked at William and said:
"Dear Lord Disaster, your little trick has been exposed."
Countless corrupt debris began to float around it, and the demon general "Eclipse" who had previously fought with William in Thorn City also condensed into shape.
"You can use the holy image to remotely project your power... You shouldn't have exposed this trump card in Thorn City before, Lord Disaster."
It said this at the moment of erosion.
