Chapter 109: Fierce Battle Under the Blood Mist

"Jia—!"

The squid swimming in the air waved its tentacles, making a long cry like a blue whale.

A pair of turbid eyes looked down at the entire forest, and the entire thick fog dyed red seemed to have become the seabed for it to soar.

That is a monster called "Nightmare Wanderer."

Like the Heart-Eater.

Under normal circumstances, they only exist in legends!

Four-handed monsters constantly emerged from the scarlet egg bubbles, and some variants with twisted limbs were mixed among them.

That blasphemous scene was like a pure nightmare.

Just like the scene of the end of the world depicted on the mural in the confessional of the Holy City Church! The rift was constantly expanding.

A suffocating aura shrouded the entire Mist Forest.

Gradually, not only the residents of Mist Town, but also some monsters outside the town were gradually connected by the "Red Thread of Fate," becoming eggs incubating Chaos.

If the corruption of Chaos were allowed to continue to rage, no one would know what terrifying things would emerge from that beam of light!

Witnessing that apocalyptic scene, Meier White stretched his four arms joyfully, a look of intoxication on his twisted face.

"Ah... the Kingdom of Heaven!"

"Is descending!"

So wonderful!

The fusion of soul and flesh, endless under the connection of Chaos. Death was written into a poem, used to praise the endlessness of the living.

Conspiracy and knowledge were embodied here into things visible to the naked eye.

Anyone could see the distortion in others' hearts without thinking.

At this moment, he could not only twist his body with his will but even let those Heart-Eaters act recklessly and transform.

Meier White appreciated his masterpiece and was deeply intoxicated by this beautiful scene.

At this time, the whisper that made him joyful came to his ears again.

"He is back... bring him back!"

From that impatient voice, Meier heard the urgency and longing of the indescribable True God.

As His most loyal servant, he would of course obey.

"Understood—"

"I will bring him back and offer him to you!"

The fourth arm that stretched out snapped its fingers, and Meier lazily cast his gaze toward the blood-stained street. Wherever his gaze reached, Knight Verne's corpse stood up shakily.

That was his deputy.

He would let him gallop on the battlefield again! The remaining incomplete eight knights were stitched into a two-wheeled chariot by red silk threads—the two people holding hands and feet acted as tires, four people formed the axle and seat, and the flesh and blood of the other four turned into warhorses pulling the chariot, crawling on the ground on all fours, making beast-like hisses.

Verne sat on the chariot, holding a long spear he didn't know where he picked up, his mouth making whispers like a curse.

"I name you—Holy Might Chariot! Hehe, not bad."

Very satisfied with this work, Meier smiled, hummed a strange little tune, and his legs turned into octopus tentacles at some point, wriggling and flying forward.

Feeling the guidance of that great will, the Heart-Eaters standing on the street raised their heads one after another, letting out high-pitched screams.

They followed behind this king designated by Nuoweier, shaking their long tongues in their bloody mouths and venting their joy.

Listening to the joyful shouts, Meier laughed loudly and swung the long sword he held in his hand, issuing the order to march with a heroic voice.

"Angels of Heaven!"

"Follow me to conquer!"

Thousands of shouts responded to him—

"Ya—!"

Hundreds of Heart-Eaters flipped their bodies upside down, dragging their thick, long tongues on the ground like tails, and rushed toward the direction pointed by the long sword on all fours.

The earth was trembling.

The forest was crying out in wailing.

Looking at the mighty Demon King's army moving forward, two night elves hiding in the treetops widened their eyes in surprise.

Human knights?!

Why are they also in the Demon King's army?!

They had never seen such an outrageous thing! Helen, holding the tree trunk, was full of disbelief.

"That person... is he really the Demon King?!"

Squatting on a branch not far away, Shirley's eyes were flashing with little stars.

"So cool!!!"

Helen: "...?"

Thick fog is an obstacle for ordinary people.

But for them who have lived in this forest for many years, it is not a problem.

It was not just the night elf scouts who noticed the Demon King's army, the Nightmare Wanderer flying in the sky also noticed the movement of rolling dust.

The thousands of tentacles behind it swung, and its giant body dived toward the direction of the prey like an arrow released from a bowstring.

And just at this moment—

A dazzling light cut through the sky covered in thick fog, piercing toward the squid soaring in the blood mist! "Spear of Judgment!"

Charles, holding the mace, roared loudly, and the other five priests who were chanting spells with him also did the same.

Joint spellcasting!

That is something that can only be done by those who are of one mind!

The shining light condensed into the shape of a spearhead, emitting holy pressure! Taking the first strike of the human priest with its face, the Nightmare Wanderer floating in the mist let out a shrill wail.

"Jia—!"

"Now!"

Alex seized the opportunity, swung the long sword in his hand, and the mercenary musketeers who had been prepared for a long time immediately stopped their steps and half-squatted on the ground, raised their guns at 45 degrees and pulled the trigger!

"Bang—!"

The neat and uniform gunshots scattered the thick fog, until the pungent gunpowder ash blew from the barrel into the fog!

At a distance of less than fifty meters, the volleys of bullets hit the giant body of the Nightmare Wanderer without suspense.

Blue blood sprayed in the air, intertwined with the mist dyed red by erosion, rendering a strange purple aura in the air.

Looking at the swollen head of the Nightmare Wanderer and its constantly wailing body, Alex felt a sudden shock in his heart and immediately ordered the musketeers.

"Scatter!"

Nightmare Breath!

The dying Nightmare Wanderer used its last bit of strength to spray a mouthful of dark blue breath toward the ground! Watching the breath about to descend on the flank of the Demon King's army, a magnificent atmospheric barrier suddenly flashed out of thin air above the musketeer square formation, colliding with the dark blue poisonous mist instead of the flesh and blood! "Chi—!"

The sound of corrosion was like cold water poured into a hot oil pan, accompanied by a burst of sizzling sounds, and the entire airspace was filled with crackling explosions.

Too late to look at the Demon King with gratitude, Alex immediately commanded the musketeer square formation to advance, catching up with the footsteps of the skirmisher square formation to fill the gap in long-range firepower on the flank.

The Nightmare Wanderer finally took its last breath and fell heavily into the forest, raising rolling dust! The monsters around avoided one after another, and a few red-eyed rabbits that didn't have time to dodge were splashed with the blue blood on their fur, and in just a moment, they were corroded into white bones!

Watching the fleeting confrontation, the players marching in the military formation felt hot blood surging in their chests—although they were just skeletons in the game. Watching the Demon King holding a magic wand and summoning wind and rain, a certain lizardman player riding a cave spider and chasing closely behind had burning flames in his eyes.

"Refreshing! Hahaha! Really refreshing!" Long Xing Wan Li laughed, unable to restrain his excitement.

Longxing Baili, who was following closely behind, couldn't help but complain.

"Brother, we haven't started fighting yet!"

"Not important!" Long Xing Wan Li laughed heroically, and suddenly changed the subject.

"What do you think of magic and martial arts dual cultivation? I suddenly feel that magic also seems quite suitable for me!"

Longxing Baili's expression was subtle, this time it was Qianli who coughed and complained.

"BOSS, I think you'd better understand how to use the harpoon in your hand first..."

She vaguely felt that this game didn't seem to rely too much on equipment bonuses, but the boss was still keen on new toys.

"Hahahaha!"

Long Xing Wan Li laughed it off, and suddenly his expression became stern.

"It's coming!"

Just as his voice fell, a blood-colored light faintly appeared on the edge of the gray mist!

Following closely behind were thousands of monsters, screaming and rushing toward them!

They used four arms as legs, tongues as tails, and butts as eyes, their legs waving above their heads like cockroach antennae, shaking inexplicable tricks.

The shouting of the slaughter was like a clown's lewd laugh, making it impossible to tell whether the funny movements were juggling to amuse the enemy or had some other deep meaning.

"Snap—!"

"Pa—!"

The two-meter-long tongue was stretched to five or six meters!

The white bones were torn apart by the shadow whip, and in just one breath, dozens of players were turned into fragments! Ye Zhiqiu, who was running in the front row, rolled to dodge, barely dodging the whistling long whip, raised his hand and threw a fireball forward.

The flying flames formed the shape of an arrow in the air, shooting accurately into the bloody mouth of a Heart-Eater.

"Boom—!"

The exploding flames blew the big mouth into pieces, and the Heart-Eater, which suffered a fatal blow, screamed and fell to the ground.

Looking at the mess behind him that looked like it had been bombed by an air raid, Ye Zhiqiu was secretly shocked, not even having time to calculate the level of these monsters.

In the face of this legion-level confrontation, pure panel values had lost their meaning!

Just as he was stunned, a Heart-Eater had already killed his way in front of him, waving its thick limbs to avenge its companion.

Said to be fast, then fast, a ghostly and flexible figure suddenly flashed to the side of the Heart-Eater, a dagger stabbed out like a ghost, accurately and ruthlessly stabbing the arm waved by the Heart-Eater.

"Ouch—!"

The Heart-Eater with a stabbed arm let out a shrill scream, and the injured arm was raised high.

Carried into the air by the raised arm, the undead mouse hanging on the dagger borrowed strength to go upward, released the dagger while turning over and sitting on the shoulder of the Heart-Eater, and then pulled out another dagger from the scabbard behind him.

That dagger with inscriptions emitted a ghost-green light.

Hu Wan didn't have any hesitation, riding on the shoulder of the Heart-Eater, stabbing its face, and the spurting blood was like peeing.

Struck by more than a dozen knives, the Heart-Eater died and fell heavily to the ground.

Hu Wan, who jumped down, pulled out the dagger stabbed in its arm, and at the same time inserted the dagger with inscriptions back into the scabbard.

"Well done!"

Giving a thumbs up to Hu Wan who came to support in time, Ye Zhiqiu didn't have time to socialize with him, and then sacrificed another fireball and threw it forward.

The two armies had already started a close-quarters slaughter, and the entire front row couldn't distinguish where the front line was and where the rear was! The skeleton hundred-man team that first made contact was almost wiped out! The second square formation that followed also suffered more than half casualties, looking precarious.

And just at this moment, a burst of crackling explosions came from the front side of the Demon King's army position.

"Fire!"

Following the shout of Yikou drinking the chemical pool, the "power-armored lizardmen" holding hand cannons were the first to pull the trigger, venting the anger of magic energy toward the front!

The violent magic energy hit the chest of a Heart-Eater like a laser gun, passing through the latter without any obstruction, until it hit the second target and exploded into a group of emerald green fireworks! The huge recoil almost dislocated the left arm of the pig-head knight.

However, the sturdy exoskeleton armor was indeed unscathed as Brother Yikou said, and could even store power for another round! Ghost-green rays followed closely behind, covering the battlefield within a hundred meters like swimming dragons and snakes, taking away skeleton gunners and hit monsters regardless of friend or foe.

The advantage of skeleton soldiers was highlighted here!

The shooters firing in the rear completely didn't need to consider that the straight trajectory might hurt friendly forces, most of the green light passed through their own chests, at most pulling off one or two ribs.

On the contrary, the skeleton shooters carrying magic energy guns were more dangerous.

After all, the recoil hit them solidly, and if they were unlucky, they might be smashed to pieces! Faced with a round of volley fire mixed with magic energy from the Demon King's army, the Heart-Eater army that originally occupied the upper hand suffered heavy casualties and was crumbling! Calculating the remaining MP value, Luo Yan raised the magic wand in his hand and chanted the second spell at the right time!

"Get up! My servants!"

Ghost-green light was released from the tip of the magic wand in his hand! The green light penetrating the red mist was like a torch burning in the darkness, injecting new power into the bones that couldn't stand up! The human soldiers marching on the flank couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle, and even more astonished were the Heart-Eater armies deep in the formation.

I saw those skeletons that were smashed and broken by them, picking up the dropped weapons again, and standing up shakily.

Knowledge Learning Explosion: "Oh oh oh! So it can still be resurrected?!"

Excited netizens: "Damn! Should have said that skill earlier!"

Stepping on two cars: "Awesome!!! I can do it again, gaga gaga!"

Ayinami Little Demon: "Wait?! Why did I become a zombie?! I'm a little demon, damn it!"

Pure-hearted big mother donkey: "Ouch ouch ouch!! I'll fight you guys!"

The noisy chattering sounded like creaking shouts in the ears of the Heart-Eaters, like a war cry from the depths of hell!

Those pairs of eyes that were everything under control were suddenly panicked, and the lewd laughing sound was gradually stained with despair and fear.

Obviously, these monsters didn't have the concept of locking morale.

And witnessing this moment, Luo Yan also strengthened his confidence in victory.

He unscrewed a bottle of magic potion and drank it, and by the way, let Sarah send some "hard goods" from hell to Charles and the others.

Holy-type spells not only restrain the undead, but also have miraculous effects on the army of Chaos, and can also stabilize the morale of the human soldiers on the flank! Faced with the undead who stood up again, the Heart-Eaters deep in the formation gradually felt powerless and were defeated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, just when it looked like this group of disgusting guys was about to be wiped out by the sea of skeletons, a thunderous roar came from the distant forest.

I saw a giant head poking out from the treetops, the eyes occupying one-third of the face emitting a creepy red light! "Cyclops?!" The experienced mercenary let out a terrified shout, and a look of fear suddenly appeared on his originally calm face.

It was not just him—

The other adventurers and mercenary guards around were the same, faced with that majestic body that could not be defeated, they all showed expressions of fear.

"Don't be afraid! That thing is just a bit big! Our spellcasters are not inferior to him!" Alex raised his long sword and shouted, trying to stabilize the morale.

However, when he saw the squid army floating in the air, the blood on his face gradually lost, pale like paper.

That is Nightmare Wanderer! Ten?! No—

At least twenty!!! What made people wary was not just the sky, but also the sound of wheels galloping under the forest in front, and the figures gradually emerging.

Luo Yan's pupils shrank slightly, his gaze locked firmly on that familiar face!

It's Meier! Not just four arms, this guy's legs also embraced "higher evolution" at some point, turning into octopus tentacles.

"Coming!"

Luo Yan gave Okdo, Zelike, and Bond a look respectively, and the three received the order without a moment of hesitation, and rushed forward one after another.

At the same time, Luo Yan chanted a spell in his mouth.

Everyone knew that the previous slaughter was just a warm-up.

The main event is next...