Just seeing the other party's appearance, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The existence of this monster in front of me seems to be the materialized phenomenon after the coming of hell.
distortion.
cruel.
bloody.
The "head" is a patchwork of heads with various sad expressions, the "body and trunk" is a splicing of various minced meats, and the claws clawing at the wall are assembled from stumps and broken arms.
Like a monster forcibly stitched together by resentment.
The monster stared at Charles for a moment, and then quickly rushed in!
Bang!
And it's not just targeting Charles, it will attack all enemies in its path indiscriminately the moment it passes by.
"The undead creatures have come in!?"
"Damn it! Didn't you say you can't get in without making trouble?"
"Stop talking, do it first! Stop looking at it!"
After a staggering response, the contestant who was still a little drunk woke up and quickly raised his weapon.
Clang!
"Ah!"
Death comes quickly.
The smell of blood completely ruined the festive banquet.
Or, there should have been no "celebratory" dinner in the first place.
"Fire! It's afraid of fire!"
"The power of light can also cause harm!"
The contestants regained their composure after the initial panic, struggled to resist, and analyzed quickly.
Fighting monsters, many of them are no strangers.
The world is both fair and unfair.
Among the extraordinary creatures, there are angels who are good-looking and capable of fighting, and there are also ugly and useless kobolds.
Many extraordinary creatures are creations and subordinate races of gods.
When creating one's own kin and subordinates, more often than not, the god's own aesthetic preferences will be increased.
The gods are unpredictable.
Including their aesthetics...
Therefore, the appearance of extraordinary creatures is very diverse.
Except for some humanoid extraordinary creatures that look approachable, many extraordinary creatures are quite unrestrained in appearance.
Such as an illithid whose face is covered with tentacles, or a beholder whose entire body is a giant eyeball, not to mention those more twisted undead creatures.
The monster in front of me is very much like the legendary Grave Demon, a legendary undead creature that was activated by several necromancers to form a large number of low-level corpses.
The life is almost unlimited, and each injury only consumes one corpse. As long as there are enough corpses in places such as mass graves and battlefields, the Corpse Grave Demon is invincible.
The monster in front of me obviously does not reach the legendary level, but there are indeed some similarities in biological characteristics.
The corresponding methods should be pretty much the same.
The current situation of the war is very obvious.
Although the monster is very large and occupies the entire hall without fully displaying it, it is not very fast.
The attack method is single, only charging, biting and randomly waving arms to attack.
Although the vitality seems to be bottomless, the challenge is not very difficult.
And although it killed a few "companions" first, but with so many people left, it shouldn't be a big problem.
Even if the strength is less than legendary, the number of people is still an important factor in determining victory or defeat.
But at this time, Charles suddenly jumped on the table after dodging, took out a bottle of medicine from his waist, and shouted loudly:
"Friends! It's time to show our power! There are so many of us, it will not be our opponent!"
He looked kind before, but when faced with danger, he showed a completely different aura.
With eyes wide open, Charles waved his sword and spilled the potion in his hand onto the blade.
boom!
The long sword that originally looked ordinary suddenly burst into flames, erupting with astonishing heat.
"Are there any attack methods with light, flame, or thunder attributes? Gather them together and wait for my signal to bombard them together!"
"This monster is not strong. As long as we attack its weak points, our strength can easily solve it!"
He shouted and rushed forward to attract the monster's attention.
"Come on! Look at me, monster!"
The next moment, as if angered by his ridicule, the already crazy monster became even more restless and rushed directly towards Charles.
Looking at this scene, the other contestants also knew that they could no longer continue to fight independently and began to get together to prepare.
Wielding the flaming sword, Charles' eyes flashed with fear as he stared at one of the old heads among the monster's heads.
"Those who were already dead should not appear again!"
Looking at the empty eyes of the old Duke, instead of feeling fear, Charles was aroused with cruelty and ferocity in his heart.
"You're dead, I killed you! And now...it's still me!"
After dodging the monster's attack in embarrassment, Charles observed the scene behind him with his peripheral vision and shouted:
"Three! Two! One!"
laugh!
All kinds of attack methods broke out at the same moment, bombarding the monster's head!
boom!
!
In the small room, these attacks broke out at the same moment, forming a huge smoke and blocking the front sight.
But the originally irritating sound of bones rubbing together disappeared, and everything seemed to have returned to calm.
It was quiet for a while, and the contestants cautiously did not come forward and gathered together, back to back.
"……Did you make it?"
"Maybe?"
"Where's Charles? Why doesn't he say anything?"
Kakaka...
Suddenly, the disturbing sound of chewing sounded from the smoke screen, accompanied by the sound of sobbing and goosebumps.
"Roar!
!”
The shrill voice burst out with suffocating evil, and the surging momentum instantly dispersed the fog that was about to dissipate.
The scene in front of them made the contestants who were looking forward to it shiver all over.
There was no trace of Charles, who was so brave before, and there was only one torn arm that was being snatched and bitten by several heads.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Home! My home!"
"Mom, it hurts so much..."
"Go to hell! Go to hell!"
"Mine! It's all mine!"
"Eat him! Eat them..."
Like a giant centipede, the monster made of corpses is fighting among itself!
The monster burst out with a shrill roar, like a wail of pain.
"Why doesn't it work?"
"What kind of monster is this!?"
Even though they often fight against monsters, they still can't help but feel fear when faced with this situation.
Real fear.
"This shouldn't be the result! There are so many of us, even if we can't kill it, we should seriously injure it..."
A contestant muttered to himself in confusion, suddenly realizing a problem that he had subconsciously ignored before:
"Wait! Why...why is my power so weak!?"
How come the power that was originally 100% is now only less than 30%, and it is still rapidly decreasing!?
"poisoned!?"
"Someone poisoned me!"
"Damn it! I'm poisoned too!"
"Ahem..."
The contestants present now, faced with a desperate situation, suddenly thought of the cause of all this.
That damn alliance of contestants that attracted them all here!
And that Charles who vowed that everything would end peacefully!
What about others?
Disappeared?
"Charles!
!”
At the same time, enraged by their roars, the monster also set its sights on the contestants...
…
At this moment, in a small barrier not far from them, the hunchbacked old man yelled angrily and slammed the table hard to emphasize his importance.
"Don't always shout from Charles! I did this! It's me!"
"it's me!"
"Not found in the food!? Yes! It must not be! Because I put the potion into the candle!"
He yelled at those guys who didn't respect the fruits of their labor:
"This is my great creation! A wonderful creation that is enough to leave a reputation in history!"
"Shut up!
!”
A vicious voice interrupted the old man, and Charles, who had broken his arm, was about to grit his teeth and glare.
"Asshole, stop talking! Where's the solution? Where's the antidote!?"
The old man was stunned for a moment and looked at Charles in confusion:
"Didn't you say you were going to poison them? Aren't we leaving? Why are you so soft-hearted now? This doesn't look like..."
"I said where is the antidote!? You idiot! Can't you understand the current situation? Do you want to die here together!?"
His big hands strangled the old man's neck,
"Ahem, no..."
"No!?"
Charles was stunned, and his expression suddenly changed, from nervous and angry to cold.
"Really not?"
"Really, really not..."
As soon as he finished speaking, this weak pharmacist suddenly felt that death was approaching!
"If that's the case, then you have no value."
pharmacist:!
!
At this time, Charles also tore off his hypocritical disguise and kicked down the old pharmacist next to him.
Raising his right foot high, Charles ruthlessly stepped on the old man's head.
"Oh no! Charles! Wait! Let me go! I still have..."
Katsa.
The huge force crushed it down, like crushing a watermelon, and something red and white exploded from the old man's head.
"Keeping you? That will waste the time of the barrier..."
The current situation is critical, and the original plan can only be completely shelved. Survival is the biggest goal!
In order to survive, of course, we have to abandon allies and so on.
Card.
An ominous shattering sound sounded, and Charles turned around suddenly, only to see a head appearing on the outside of the barrier.
It was the head of a little girl broken in half.
Although she could not see the inside of the barrier, she stared closely at the nervous Charles.
"whee……"
A happy smile appeared on her frightening childlike face under the hideous wounds, and she said:
"Got you."
The barrier that Charles relied on for survival exploded in the next moment!
"What!?"
…
…
But unlike the frenzied and frenzied interior of the villa, the outside world seemed exceptionally quiet, just separated by a wall.
"In this way, you have received the retribution and ending you deserve."
Outside the villa, Andrew, wearing a black hood, stood quietly in the rain.
He stared at the gradually burning fire and subconsciously touched his pocket, but did not find his cigarette in his arms. He came to his senses and sighed.
"A little bit regretful."
He is not a person who likes to smoke, but at this moment, he still feels like smoking one.
"Congratulations on your successful revenge."
In the icy heavy rain, his curly black hair was soaked, and he raised his head to admire the scene in front of him.
The fire that could not be extinguished even by heavy rain flickered in the dark night, reflecting the surrounding night sky red, but strangely no undead were found.
This place is like entering a lonely corner of the world, unknown to anyone.
The clashes of battle and angry roars resounded in the flames, carrying a strong sense of powerlessness.
Even awakened people who are stronger than ordinary people do not have enough ability to deal with monsters after being infected by special poison.
The result has been decided.
"time to go……"
Andrew moved the lower edge of his hood to cover the upper half of his face, and turned around to walk into the night.
Gulu gulu gulu...
Just as I was thinking about what to do next, the sound of carriage wheels rolling over stone bricks came from the far corner of the street.
The carriage approached calmly, seemingly unconcerned about the scene of fire in front of it.
"somebody is coming."
He wanted to hide it, but Andrew suddenly realized something.
"Why so quiet?"
There is only the sound of wheels rolling over, but no sound of horses' hooves trampling on stone slabs?
The next moment, he got his answer.
"What……"
The scene in front of him was so strange and rare that Andrew subconsciously stopped leaving.
A huge black shadow appeared at the corner and approached quickly.
As the other party approached, Andrew saw clearly what the carriage looked like.
An undead monster composed of seven heads was tied and floating in front, flying quickly forward and dragging the carriage.
Andrew:!
?
A tall man wearing a black raincoat was sitting in the driver's seat, holding the monsters and constantly adjusting their direction.
"What's this?"
Ghost carriage?
Andrew has seen ghost ships in many materials, but he has never seen anything like a ghost carriage.
As a result, something like this, which has no record, was actually hit by me at this time?
Moreover, judging from the feeling that the undead gave him, this monster pulling the cart could actually have a strength close to the fourth level!
Suddenly, a feeling of being watched emerged from the bottom of his heart, and he stopped nervously.
Subconsciously forcing him to retreat, Andrew didn't want to run into another monster just after escaping from one monster.
But after he avoided it, he found that the carriage was not coming towards him. Instead, it did not change direction and was still moving forward.
And just as he thought, when he stopped moving, those terrifying eyes no longer stared at him.
"It's not for me...then don't cause trouble."
Andrew stood still, not wanting to be spotted because of his actions, and just waited silently for the other party to pass by.
The distance between the two became closer and closer, and finally Andrew was able to see the scenery clearly.
He was really curious. He wanted to know what level of undead creature could use a fourth-level undead as a horse to pull a carriage?
So, he risked raising his head and glanced at the glass window inside the carriage.
Then, he stood frozen on the spot.
He saw a man.
A handsome man wearing gorgeous aristocratic clothing and shaking a glass of red wine in his hand.
!
?
Seemingly noticing Andrew's gaze, the man turned his head and smiled.
At the moment when the two met, he raised his wine glass and nodded kindly to Andrew.
Standing there, Andrew had no time to react and could only watch the carriage gradually go away.
After a long while, he suddenly shook his head and looked in disbelief at the direction in which the carriage was about to disappear.
self-mumbling:
"Is that...an illusion just now?"
"Why do I feel like I saw him?"
That terrifying noble undead just now seems to be...
Ning Feng?
ah!
?
…
In the carriage, Ning Feng, who was holding a wine glass, turned his head and sighed to Chu Yu:
"It's really dangerous to walk at night in a place like this."
"The arsonist just stayed at the scene of the eucalyptus to admire his masterpiece..."
After shaking the crimson liquid in the cup, Ning Feng sighed softly: