After understanding a series of information about the aberrations, Griffith also had a good idea of the situation at the scene and even quickly conceived of tactics.
The extraordinary characteristics of the Barrier Breaker make him immune to the effects of fear and confusion, but unfortunately, Amber behind him does not have this ability. Even if Amber successfully distanced herself to avoid the influence of fear, she mainly uses melee capabilities.
Can't even talk about support.
If there were to be a one-on-one confrontation, Griffith would undoubtedly be at a huge disadvantage in terms of strength and recovery ability.
However, the evaporation of rationality and the characteristic of charging randomly can be fatal on the battlefield.
"Why aren't you afraid of me?" Quaxor used his remaining small eyes to look at the humans in front of him.
Griffith raised his sword in front of him, looked at the enemy and took a stance.
"I have been blessed by the gods," Quaxor pointed at Griffith with his finger that was constantly dropping pieces, "Why, do you want to give me a Bjelan battle cry or something else that makes people's hearts beat?
,Oh!"
Before the aberration finished speaking, Griffith suddenly jumped up and rushed towards its left rear.
The sound of whipping sounds that tore through the air followed. The aberrant Quarksor waved his left hand, lashing at Griffith's back like a whip.
A poisonous snake hit Griffith on the back and exploded immediately. A violent explosion sounded in the air, and Griffith flew out like a ball, rolling on the deck.
.
"Little bug, do you want to hide in the blind corner of my field of vision?" The aberrant Quarksol shook its swollen body and turned around. Its ragged left eye wound began to heal, and a mass of flesh and blood tissue squirmed in the wound, obviously
It is growing a new left eye. However, its skin and flesh are obviously rotten and festered, making it as disgusting as a corpse that has been soaked for a long time.
The leather and mail armor on Griffith's back, which was tumbling on the deck, had been torn with a shocking gash, and blood stained his clothes red. He struggled to get up from the ground and ran towards the cabin ahead.
Quaxor immediately caught up with him. The trainee knight in front of him not only had one of his eyes blown out, but he was also one of the limited Beyonders on this ship. If he were allowed to distance himself and find more javelins, he would still
It poses a slight threat to the powerful Quarksol.
The aberration, which was over three meters tall, took long strides and chased after it, swinging its numb limbs. The thick cabin walls shattered like paper toys in front of it.
Another cold light flashed. An ice spear suddenly shot over and penetrated the aberration's calf, nailing it to the floor.
Ice gun? Magic? Quaxor blinked his little eyes, his almost rotten brain couldn't figure out how this thing came out.
At this moment, Griffith rushed up. He was holding a long sword and a round shield in both hands, and was almost defenseless and exposed to the attacks of the aberrations.
Quaxor immediately waved his hands and struck him. The entangled poisonous snakes, centipedes and reptiles made a loud noise in the air and hit Griffith's shield hard.
Griffith's vanguard shield blocked most of the damage from the terrible attack, and a violent buzzing sound echoed in the cabin. The shield that was hit hard flew directly out, and then a wall of ice appeared in front of him, blocking it.
Live the ensuing second round of blows.
Almost no one would use the ice structure spell in actual combat. The formed body condensed by ice and snow cannot last for a long time, and it also takes up the caster's precious chanting time.
However, Griffith, who casts spells with pre-prepared runes, does not have this problem. He can flexibly choose the structure of the frost spell without chanting. It only takes a short time to construct walls, throw spears, and swords.
Shape.
Quaxor's ferocious blows with his left and right tentacles had no effect, and he didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him. It is a universally known fact that legionnaires with strong blood cannot cast spells.
Griffith jumped out of the broken ice, passed under Quaxor's raised right arm, and rushed directly behind it.
Before the aberration could catch up with Griffith's actions, a lightning strike arrived.
The aberration's whipping just now fully mobilized Griffith's body functions, and he swung his double blades towards Quaxor like lightning.
The sword cut open the back of Quaxor's neck.
The freezing damage attached to the sword took effect, and the squirming rotten flesh around the wound was frozen and quickly became necrotic!
The corrupted feather sword stabbed into Quaxor's ribs.
The shadow damage from the corrupted feather sword exploded in the body of the aberrant body, spreading the poisonous trauma along the meridians and blood vessels!
Four hits in a row!
"Ah!" Quaxor screamed, and injuries of different attributes burst out like holiday fireworks, squeezing out masses of dark green rot and broken body tissues from the back of his neck and under his ribs.
"Stop! Stop!" Quaxor gasped and knelt on the ground, "Let me go, I can give you money, real estate, potions? Whatever you want. I am Salian Quaxor...
"
Griffith suddenly stopped, turned around and left the fighting cabin without saying a word.
"Huh?" Quaxor watched the trainee knight leave in surprise, feeling that everything happened too suddenly.
Before the remaining brain of the aberrant body could think through the cause and effect, Griffith had already ran back from the next cabin. He was also carrying two wooden barrels, one large and one small, in his hands, and he was heading towards the insect-human aberration from a distance.
Splashed over.
Quarksol smelled the liquid on his body. It was the smell of alcohol mixed with whale oil.
"What are you going to do? Wait, I am the great and generous Salian Quark'Thor. My name is known to everyone from the west coast to the Broken Islands." Quark'Thor felt vaguely uncomfortable, "You
If you can’t kill me, how about we cooperate?”
Griffith took an object off the wall and turned to look at the aberration that had no human form.
"As long as we kill all the passengers on this ship, no one will know my identity! That's what I originally planned to do!" Salian Quaxor said quickly with its swollen and corrupt mouthparts, "As long as you cooperate
Me, no one will know the truth, we can disguise it as a sea monster attack! I have a sealed artifact that can do all this, seamlessly!"
"I know," Griffith fiddled with the object in his hand, an oil lamp used in the cabin. A trace of fire flickered out and lit the wick.
"What are you going to do!?" Quaxor shouted, "Are you going to light me with this broken oil lamp?!"
Griffith unscrewed the lampshade, glanced at the swaying firelight, and threw the oil lamp towards the aberrant body.
"boom!"
A hot red shield suddenly appeared in front of the aberration. The oil lamp hit the shield and exploded into a bright fireball. But there were still sparks that ignited the grease on Quarksol's body, burning violently.
"Hahahaha! Look, look! I have mastered it. This is the power of the great Salian Quaxor, the high-level fire spell Vulcan Lacy's Destruction Shield," Quexor, who was still on fire.
Er shouted while slapping the flames on his body, "Next time I can use this spell completely, and no attack can penetrate the defense of the Destruction Shield."
"Then how did you get hit by my ice gun in the first place? Didn't you know how to do this at that time?" Griffith opened his mouth and shouted a few words while retreating to the side of the ship.
"That was your shameless sneak attack! From now on, my body will be under the defense of Vulcan Lacy's Destruction Shield at all times, and no external attacks can harm me!" Quaxor rushed forward proudly.
Griffith suddenly turned around and threw a dagger at the aberration. A scorching shield as bright as a flowing wave suddenly flashed in front of Quaxor. The dagger made of stainless steel had no time to hit the target and was caught in the shield-shaped high-temperature barrier.
Melt and disperse.
The temperature was so high, and the response was so fast. Griffith, who originally just wanted to give it a try, was startled, turned around and ran away.
The swollen aberration immediately chased him. The walls of the cabin that were hit by Quaxor were instantly reduced to ashes. Before being shattered by its strange power, the extremely high temperature of the scorching flame shield had burned everything in the way.
ash.
At the same time, the wounds on Quarksol's huge body had begun to heal. The brutal wounds on its left eye, back neck, and ribs quickly sprouted new flesh and blood, and the skin burned by the flames also fell off, revealing a layer of new life.
dead gray skin.
"Oh haha!" Quaxor swept around with his terrifying power, and Griffith did not even dare to meet its attack.
"Power! Power is coming! My sacrifice was successful, and the power I gained is genuine! This is the ultimate power that surpasses humans!"
"God-given body! Immortality!" Quarksol, whose rationality has evaporated, vented its power wantonly, shouting fiercely, "And this Vulcan Lazi's shield of destruction! Hey hey hey hey hey hey!"
"Fear! Tremble! Mortals," Quaxor raised his tentacles and struck hard at Griffith, who was forced to retreat to the side of the ship. "Let's be wiped out by Quaxor's full blow!"
The huge tentacles hit the deck, and the solid hardwood was instantly shattered into droplets by the strange force. The seven-masted giant sailing ship Equinox let out an unbearable wail, and the entire hull tilted to one side.
Griffith was swept by the wind pressure and flew out of the side of the ship like a paper man. In a panic, he reached out to grab a broken deck, and at the same time he hit the ship's deck hard with the sound of cracking bones. A long palm-long
The iron nails flew over and pierced into his shoulder, causing a splash of blood.
Even just being hit by the aftermath of the attack, Griffith was severely traumatized, dangling like a butterfly specimen hanging on a thumbtack.
"Weak, weak, really poor mortals. You can't run away now, I've caught you!" Salian Quaxor pounced on you again. In its eyes, Griffith was like a ball rolling in front of it.
Although the peas are annoying, eating them is only a matter of spoonfuls!
At this moment, Griffith, who was covered in blood, raised his right hand, pointed at the attacking monster and said, "You're done! Salian Quaxor!"
"Ha! Don't you have a brain in your head? Human being!" Salian Quaxor waved his tentacles with amazing power. "You have no way to escape! My tentacles can move easily on the side of the tilting ship, but you
There is no place to stand!"
Aberrations will always be affected by the negative effects of imbalance of center of gravity, evaporation of rationality, and random charging during battle.
During its mad dash, it suddenly slipped and completely lost its center of gravity and rolled towards the sea.
"Ice! Ice cubes?"
Wherever Quarksol passed, it was covered with a thick layer of ice, as smooth as a mirror.
Griffith hung on the wooden bar on one side and barely opened his eyes that were blurred by blood: "Your feet are already covered with ice. Salian Quaxor, you will fall directly into the sea. Go and keep company with fish and shrimps."