Odu, who seemed to have gone crazy, did not forget his mission.

After receiving the oracle and becoming like this, everything is for the sole purpose: to protect the saint of the church, Tilda, the Grand Duke of Western Asia.

Therefore, Odu, who broke free from the acid-corroded dark green venom and was reborn, even though he was overflowing with anger, he still did not lose his mind and vent it on the body that was unable to move in front of him.

This is not only because the cocoon is like a bomb filled with poison and cannot be touched easily, but also because he has a more important task to do.

Aodu roared and turned around to chase after Tantai Ming. The medicine cocoon on the ground had lost his legs, and it seemed that he could not stop him at all.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Gongsun Changzheng in the distance. Seeing that Odu was about to run, he immediately reached into his arms with his right hand, pinched a piece of yellow paper between his index and middle fingers and folded it hard.

Several orange sparks light up.

"Stop him!"

Gongsun Changzheng shouted ferociously, and almost at the same time, the dark green venom dripping in the center of the entire battlefield suddenly lit up with the same orange fireworks, mixed with thick black smoke, and a violent stench suddenly hit him.

That venom is actually flammable!

Otto's curse-like roar sounded again. Ever since the old man and the inhuman girl intervened, the pain he felt was far more than several times that of when he faced Tantai Ming.

In front of Odu, the cocoon crawling on the ground with its arms was like a terrifying living dead. It rushed forward with its arms on the ground and hugged Odu's legs tightly.

Immediately afterwards, the cocoon itself burst into orange-yellow fire, and the girl's fair skin suddenly turned yellow, smoked, and gradually became charred black.

Black smoke billowed.

The black smoke that could almost burn the respiratory tract was sucked into Odu's chest. The sharp pain was like a steel nail piercing his lungs. This fire was by no means an ordinary fire, and the black smoke was certainly not ordinary either.

In the fog, Odu's skinless flesh and blood were exposed to the black smoke and the burning fire, and they were constantly peeling off, regenerating, and repeating the cycle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Highness made the right choice. Gongsun Changzheng seems to have the upper hand."

Regardless of whether what Jiang Keyin said was true or not, the current situation seemed to be true.

Han Dongwen was secretly excited because he found that his idea had not been completely overturned.

It is true that Audu did not have this strange scarlet meat state in previous games, but if the battle situation that others cannot understand is understood from the perspective of the game, he can suddenly understand the battle situation.

The mechanics of Aldu haven't completely changed!

The core of the original Temperance Oracle was to break the Oracle armor by accumulating the number of damage before the end of the prayer, and its core was the detection of the number of attacks.

But now, this Odu looks like an undead monster, but his mechanism has not completely changed.

It just changed from the original one tube of blood, plus 00 damage-proof armor, to no armor, but I don't know how many tubes of blood.

This kind of design is by no means new in the gaming field. If Audu has 00 blood, then he must be killed alive 00 times!

This is based on the original simple calculation of the number of attacks, but also adds a double test of the player's mowing ability and continuous output ability.

In other words, if Tantai Ming keeps increasing his output again and again, it will only become more thankless. The output will increase a hundred times, but he can only clear one blood at a time.

Obviously, Audu, who has given up defense in exchange for regeneration, is testing continuous output.

And for continuous output, what is better than poisoning and burning?

"It is indeed very useful... although the method is much more terrifying than I thought."

Han Dongwen smiled bitterly and shook his head. Looking at the spectacular scene of severed limbs flying across the battlefield and flesh and blood burning with venom, he felt a little more distracted in his heart.

How can a knight leader and a lieutenant create such an effect of hell on earth?

There are seven knights in West Asia, and Simeng has sixteen subordinates. Based on the growth rate of Unit 1, how long will it take to train to participate in a battle of this level?

There is no doubt that it is absolutely impossible, at least before the annual ceremony.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of people of their level, their Unit 1 is nothing more than a skirmisher, no, simply an ant-like existence.

Han Dongwen expected that he could be like Tilda and rule the country with force to gain a firm foothold, but it was too difficult.

Moreover, whether he can stand firm or not is another matter. The most important thing is that his first priority is to survive - to survive from the divine light that is still uncertain whether it will fall or not.

For this reason, he must let Gao see that he and Tilda can still stabilize the power under his command, so that he can further unravel the secret of opening the divine light.

"Therefore, there is no point in becoming stronger little by little like the players..."

Han Dongwen muttered to himself in his heart, and suddenly realized that no matter whether it was Gongsun Changzheng, Jiang Keyin or Tantai Fu, he was treating them as formidable enemies and he had no chance of winning.

They are cards.

Those who have their own ideas may not necessarily be obedient, cards.

To be able to defeat them and make them work for your own use, you can only rely on profit, whether it is internal competition or making the cake bigger, as long as you have a way to find a profitable profit, there will naturally be people who are willing to obey orders.

Even a somewhat uncomfortable person like Gongsun Changzheng is still a good cat that can catch mice.

battlefield.

The battlefield was in a mess, with flesh and blood all over the ground burned to coke, and blood and water mixed with fat and oil, like asphalt mixed with black, red and yellow, trapping Odu in the middle of the battlefield.

Maybe it's nearing the end, maybe not yet.

The muscles on Odu's body are still growing, but the speed has slowed down a lot. Before the granules have time to grow and connect, they have been shrunk and peeled by the poison.

Under him, a charred skeleton with unburned flesh still hung at Audu's feet like a resentful ghost. The medicine cocoon actually remained unchanged even before being burned alive.

He hugged Odu tightly, allowing him to bear the most intense poisonous fire burning at the closest distance.

"I don't know what kind of magic this West Asian is using...it doesn't seem to be from the church, right? It's really interesting."

In the distance, Gongsun Changzheng, still hunched over, walked leisurely. Like an old scholar, he looked at Odu who was like a flesh and blood sculpture, his eyes full of academic spirit.

"Try this again."

He grinned, revealing a pair of uneven yellow teeth, took out a red note from his arms again, clamped it between his fingers, folded it hard and said:

"Cold moss and rain, decaying willow trees and smoke in the sky, green and yellow broken wooden bottles."

This time, the note in Gongsun Changzheng's hand did not spontaneously ignite. Instead, it gradually wrinkled, turned yellow, faded, and became brittle and fell into the bloody mud at his feet.

Dots of white light lit up, and Han Dongwen couldn't see clearly at first. It wasn't until the little bits of white light connected with each other and stretched that he finally saw the reason.

It was some kind of fungus-like thing that began to decay and grow on the flesh and blood corpses that had been poisoned and burned.

The white mycelium is like the traces of a white brush, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming more and more dense around Audu, and gradually weaving into a three-dimensional shape, weaving into a shell composed of mycelium.

Egg--

Not an egg.

It was a cocoon, a cocoon that sealed and wrapped Odu.

Odu's painful roar was sealed in the giant cocoon, becoming dull and gradually becoming silent.

Also wrapped in the giant white cocoon that had just been woven was the charred skeleton at his feet.

"Poison, start a fire, and then cause decay——"

Han Dongwen was speechless as he watched, thinking that it was not easy for anyone to be able to sit in the position of captain.
Chapter completed!