Several foggy ghosts in the sky were the first to make harsh sounds. Affected by the warning sound, more ghosts flew towards the three of Lester and launched tentative attacks.
After briefly communicating in some unknown language, the hungry butcher also raised his butcher knife and walked towards the three of Lester.
"Let's withdraw. My left arm is injured and I can't use my full strength. I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with so many enemies at the same time."
Turs, holding the pistol in one hand, knocked down more than a dozen swooping ghosts, but he retreated in his heart. He could deal with the ghosts, but without Kitty's blessing, he couldn't deal with so many ghosts.
Hungry butcher.
"Edgar has just learned how to use the holy stone weapon. He needs more practice to adapt to such a battlefield. We will evacuate Nascote Village first and let Edgar learn how to maintain strength to fight."
Regarding Tours' words, Lester looked at the somewhat nervous Edgar noncommittally. Edgar, who had just vomited, was indeed not in a good condition.
"Edgar, can you still fight?"
Although it was just a simple sentence, Edgar saw the fearless determination in Lester's eyes.
This is the look only a veteran of hundreds of battles has.
Gritting his teeth and unwilling to be looked down upon by Leicester, Edgar nodded vigorously.
"Lord Lester, I can fight!"
"Good boy, you and Mr. Tours are going to deal with those guys flying in the sky. As for those pig-headed men, just leave it to me. It just so happens that I haven't moved my muscles for a long time... Mr. Tours, Edgar is still in trouble.
Please take care of it."
"I can deal with ghosts, but... Sir Lester, do you want to deal with those hungry butchers alone? Those monsters are not easy to deal with."
Turs' question didn't make Lester stop. The man took out a Yue Wangxiao and held it in his mouth. Without looking back, he picked up Aatrox and walked forward. Compared to words, he was more interested in words.
I like to use actions to explain everything.
“How will you know if you can do it if you don’t try?”
As if sensing Lester's fighting spirit, a dozen hungry butchers roared and grunted, and at the same time quickened their pace and launched a charge, intent on chopping the provoking human in front of them into minced meat on the spot.
With a smile on his lips, Lester dragged his sword with both hands and launched a counterattack against the Hungry Butcher. After a few simple movements, his momentum was actually a bit stronger than that of the Hungry Butcher. He was ready to use the holy stone weapon to attack him.
Edgar, who was covered by Ti, was stunned.
"Scumbags, who do you think you are against!?"
It seems that he was influenced by Aatrox, and seemed to have found the feeling of Hector's hunting target in Yue Wangxiao's numbness and excitement. Lester's voice, which had been suppressed for a long time, was full of violence and cruelty.
"Hurrah!
"
The distance of a few hundred meters passed in an instant. The moment he came into contact with the hungry butcher, Lester relied on the inertia of the charge and began to swing Aatrox. In conjunction with the hidden dragon movement technique he learned in Ionia, Lester's entire body
The man turned into a scarlet whirlwind, and Aatrox turned into a deadly guillotine, cutting off the butcher's body and the machete in his hand.
The Hungry Butcher who was within the attack range died on the spot, his limbs and broken arms flying everywhere, and his flesh and blood was smashed by Aatrox. The dead Butcher turned into a black mist and quickly dissipated. Only the two Butchers on the outside did not follow the charge.
The team escaped disaster, but seeing his companions die in an instant, the hungry butcher, without any joy or sorrow, stopped instinctively and backed away for the first time, as if he wanted to escape.
How could Leicester, who was so powerful and unforgiving, let go of the enemy in front of him? He chased after him and slashed him down. He slashed his head with one sword and chopped with another sword. The two butchers turned into a ball and disappeared in the wind amidst the pig's squealing.
of ashes.
All the ghosts in the sky have been annihilated by Turs, but Turs doesn't feel happy at all at this moment. At this moment, he has some doubts about whether Lester, who calls himself the Great Elementalist, comes from the Shadow Island.
"Well, Edgar, are you sure that Lord Lester is your great elementalist from Ixtar? I mean the kind of mage who can gracefully perform all kinds of exquisite magic."
"Uh... Judging from the noble Yuen robe, it should be, right?"
Staring at Lester's back, Edgar, who was always worried, rubbed his sore chin and said something he himself had some doubts about.
"We'll go straight in."
When Tours and Edgar looked at each other, Lester suddenly turned around and whispered.
"Who is in favor of killing all enemies and who is against it?"
Being stared at by Lester's dark eyes, Edgar quickly raised his right hand.
"I agree with Lord Leicester's decision."
"I didn't expect Lord Lester to have such abundant force... I mean, Lord Lester, I agree."
As if being watched by a ferocious beast, Tours couldn't find any courage to refute.
He casually wiped the dirty blood on one side of his cheek and said calmly.
"In this case, I will take the lead and you will cover from behind. I want to see what the hell is in the black mist."
Three dazzling light spots appeared in the soul crystal in the void and chaos on the desk. Such an incident had to force the dark wizard to divert his attention from the book.
The village of Nascote has been completely destroyed, and only the temple library remains in the same state as before the black mist invaded.
Thick-cover books recording elemental magic and axiom knowledge of the early Yuan Dynasty are neatly arranged on the nanmu bookshelf. In addition, you can also see some philosophical theories and historical classics written by Ixtal philosophers and historians.
There is a lot of knowledge that the dark wizard is interested in, but he also knows that the prerequisite for satisfying his desires is to do what he should do well, which affects the refining of flesh and blood this time, and even he has to bear it.
Walk.
Thinking of this, the dark wizard Austin with a skull face reluctantly put down the book in his hand. With the help of the Lord of the Underworld, he returned to the material realm from the boring underworld. He originally wanted to enjoy the perfect reading pleasure.
At this moment, I have to solve some minor troubles.
"Let the [Slaughterer] deal with it (Lachen language)."
Leaning in the shadow of the corner, wearing a pale green ghost cloak and in a translucent state, Bennett played with the ghost snake-shaped dagger in his hand, his eyes burning with blue soul flames.
As the top Nether Assassin among the undead legions under the Lord of the Underworld, he has enough reasons to refuse unnecessary trouble.
In his opinion, if work is not for fishing, then life is meaningless.
"You'd better go and take a look. I'm afraid that the Slaughterer is no match for those intruders. If something goes wrong, whether it's you or me, you know better than me what will happen."
"Then why don't you go? Are you busy now?"
Bennett asked coldly.
Being choked by Bennett, Austin was speechless. In fact, his status in front of the Lord of the Underworld was the same as Bennett's. This time he came to the material realm from the underworld and cooperated with each other. No one was commanding the other.
.
"Okay, okay, you go this time, and I'll go next time. I'm halfway through reading the book, and I really can't get away."
After the words fell, the originally translucent body disappeared completely. Austin breathed a sigh of relief and once again picked up the book with his silk gloves, turning the pages with satisfaction, and was addicted to reading.
…
After walking into the village of Nascote, which had been turned into a slaughterhouse and flesh and blood processing factory, Lester had basically determined that Elder Rogier and the elemental mages he brought had turned into old bacon hanging somewhere.
, 80% of it is hopeless.
After killing the hungry butchers and ghosts along the way, Lester came to the center of the village and stopped in front of a huge warehouse.
The door of the warehouse is completely sealed by the underworld skeleton chain made by Qizhu, leaving only two small windows to transport the processed flesh and blood in through slings. This is the final destination for the flesh and blood produced by the entire village.
After killing the butcher at work, the sling had stopped running, and Lester could sense that some kind of threat was growing violently in the warehouse.
"Lord Leicester, be careful."
Turs frowned. He always felt that besides the warehouse, there were other threats in the village.
Nodding silently, Lester stood in front of the skeleton door of the warehouse, raised Aatrox, and slammed it down on the nodes of the skeleton chain.
"boom!"
The perfect combination of darkin power and brute force broke the skeletal chains. The chains protected by magic quickly broke one by one. Without the restraint of underworld magic, the warehouse door could no longer withstand the corrosive force. In the blink of an eye, it
Became riddled with holes.
"Peng!"
Kicking on the rotten door, Lester kicked the warehouse door open, revealing a horrific scene inside the warehouse.
The green corpse oil spots ignited the eroded warehouse walls, showing a picture of hell to the three Lesters.
The pig's head is wrapped with thorns and iron thorns, and the pig's nose is interspersed with a huge black iron nose ring. The five-meter-long dark green evil is sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a mountain of meat, constantly grabbing the sling with four giant hands.
The humanoid pieces of meat that fell from the top were stuffed into the big belly. The big belly was like a mouth, mincing the flesh and blood during the peristalsis of the intestines and organs, and stored it in the giant's belly in the form of fat.
It makes the already bloated giant look even more clumsy.
But the giant evil actions quickly gave up Lester's idea.
"Hungry, hungry, so hungry (unexplained grunting)"
Standing up from the ground with four hands supporting the body, the slaughterer put one hand into the crack in the belly and pulled hard, and a large piece of intestine was taken out by the slaughterer. Then the slaughterer opened his mouth wide and used another
One hand reached directly into his throat and pulled out a somewhat twisted ridge bone sword.
"So hungry, so hungry, eat, eat, eat..."
The slaughterer's two hands flexibly placed the intestines between the joints of the spine sword and fixed it. At the same time, he used the other two hands to grab pieces of meat from the ground and stuff them into his stomach. Edgar watched Edgar put the intestines in place again.
The acidic water in his stomach was vomited out. Although he was not as embarrassed as Edgar, Turs, who was covering his mouth, also looked a little blue. Only Lester just raised his eyebrows and raised Aatrox, his face expressionless.
He stared at the big guy who was eating with a change of expression.
【Lester!
You’re not going to stick me into the body of this disgusting thing like shit, are you? Answer me quickly, you’re not going to do this, are you?]
[Aatrox, do you think you have a choice, or do I have a choice?]
【No!
You can't do this!
I absolutely cannot accept being in the body of this bullshit monster!
As a noble ascended god, the enemy who died under my sword was powerful and handsome, and would never be such a disgusting ghost!
】
Seeing that Lester was unmoved, Aatrox began to yell and curse. Unfortunately, this could not change the fact that was about to happen.
"Sir Tours, please wait a moment and please light a fire in the warehouse as soon as possible and burn this warehouse down."
Although he didn't know what Lester meant, Lester's strength had completely conquered the two of them along the way. Tours nodded his agreement without hesitation and began to look for combustibles.
"Then it's time for the two of us."
After completing the observation, Lester walked not far from the toes of the glutton and chopped them hard. The thumb, which was as fat as an adult's calf, was chopped off by Lester's sword.
“Ho ho ho!
"
The severe pain from his toes finally interrupted his eating. The Slaughterer suppressed his desire to eat, and while smashing the corpse in his hand towards Lester, he raised the spine bone sword and swept it with all his strength, grazing Lester's head and flying past.
A shallow mark was cut on the wall of the warehouse. The sharp-eyed Lester could see that when the spine sword hit the wall, the fat intestines surrounding the spine opened countless small mouths, as if they wanted to swallow something.
Same.
[At present, in addition to being hard in texture, large weapons seem to have the ability to extract and devour flesh and blood. It is best not to compete directly with them.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There are many corpses on the ground. These corpses will become food for big people. I am afraid they have the ability to heal injuries, so they must be destroyed as soon as possible. But the problem is that this warehouse has been strengthened in some way.
, just like a door, unless the magic blessing is broken, it is difficult to destroy. I need to find the magic node of this warehouse]
After glancing around, Lester focused on the dozen or so burning corpse oil spots on the wall.
"I'll lure this monster out of the warehouse. Edgar, you can find a way to use the holy stone weapon to destroy all the burning corpse oil on the wall, and then you can burn the warehouse with fire."
"Lord Leicester! Leave it to me!"
When the attack failed, the Slaughterer nimbly took two steps forward and slashed vertically. The other three hands pressed down from above like swatting flies, blocking all possible space for Lester to avoid.
【Can't hide, you know I have no choice】
Listening to Lester's words, Aatrox had a bad feeling.
While the spine sword was pressing down, Lester did not dodge in other directions. Instead, he held Aatrox and rushed straight towards the Slaughterer's belly, just avoiding the attack range of the spine sword.
【No ah ah ah ah ah ah!
】
Amidst Aatrox's pitiful wails, Lester pierced the Slaughterer's abdomen with his sword, pushed hard, and then turned the hilt of the sword, making a disgusting sound of flesh and blood grinding like a pile of rotten meat.
sound.
"Hululu hum~~"
Screaming in pain, the struggling slaughterer slapped Lester away and crazily stuffed the corpse on the ground into his stomach.
After hitting the solid warehouse wall, Lester gasped for blood and got up from the ground. He followed his instinct and looked up. Lester saw a pair of blue eyes on the beams of the warehouse. He saw from these eyes
Surprise was read in his eyes.
It only took a moment for Lester to determine that the unknown visitor on the rafter was a top assassin. It was pure luck to find him this time.
"Are there other monsters here?"
Lester, who looked a little unhappy, ignored Lao Liu on the beam and quickly left the warehouse.
After a few steps, we arrived at the open space outside. Compared to the cramped and dark warehouse, the open outside made it easier to avoid assassins' attacks.
At the same time, the Slaughterer, who had recovered from his injuries by eating, rushed out of the warehouse aggressively, quickly locked onto Lester's position, and launched another attack.
"There is an assassin in the warehouse, be careful!"
Lester's voice reached Edgar's ears, causing the young hunter to pause and hesitate to enter the warehouse.
"Young man, don't be afraid, let's go together."
Tours' voice came from behind, giving Edgar some confidence.
The two stopped when they arrived at the door of the warehouse. Tours held down Edgar's shoulders, raised his gun with his right hand, and attacked the faint green light spot floating on the wooden wall not far away.
The holy light struck the green light spot, burning it out instantly. Seeing this scene, Edgar's eyes lit up.
Turs whispered.
"Since Mr. Lester said that there are other enemies in the warehouse, we'd better not go in. We can achieve our goal by directly using holy light to destroy the evil things on the wall."
"Just do it."
Edgar also raised Kitty and began shooting training on fixed targets, removing the light spots on the wall one by one.
What the two of them didn't know was that within a distance of less than five meters, Bennett, who was leaning against the wall, was watching with cold eyes as Turs and the two gradually broke through the barrier of the warehouse, holding a snake-shaped dagger with the aura of death in his hands.
But he had no intention of taking action at all.
[As expected, they are from the Illuminati Sect. I really don’t know why the Great Lord does not allow us to hunt down these remnants of Blessed Light Island. Since it is the Illuminati Sect who are here to cause trouble, the Great Lord will not pursue the failure here. This also means that
I didn’t have to take action at all, but it was the human who discovered me... I seem to have seen him somewhere...]
It turned into an illusory smoke and floated out of the small window of the warehouse. Bennett landed on the roof of the warehouse, silently watching the battle between Lester and the Slaughterer outside the warehouse.
[That human, his body is not controlled by Darkin weapons, and there is no magic fluctuation in his breath. His body is very strange, and it seems to hide unknown power]
Not knowing that he was being scrutinized by the assassin from the underworld, Lester once again stretched Aatrox into his big belly like a bucket, stirring the rotten meat, and eating the core organ of the Slaughterer.
Qiangdao] Wring to pieces.
Painfully slapping the unbeatable Lester away, the slaughterer turned around and rushed towards the warehouse, only to suddenly find that the warehouse was being completely ignited by the scorching fire of the mortal world. The thick grease and corpses made an eerie sound.
The heat of fear and the fierce fire burned all the filth in the warehouse.
"Roar!
"
With no way out, the Slaughterer tore off the two arms from his back shoulders with a roar and put them directly into the open mouth of his belly.
