The last headhunter

Chapter 69
The stitch monster is a new type of deformed creature created after years of research on flesh and blood by necromancers.

Its body was stitched together by countless corpses, and its skin was covered with needles, threads and cracks like a rag doll. The pale carrion was breathing on its body, and it opened and closed, looking hideous. Looking from a distance, it looked like a huge The foul-smelling skin hangs in the air.

It wasn't some kind of living thing.That shouldn't be some kind of living thing either.

It's just that the dead human beings were spliced ​​together in this cruel and bloody act, and resurrected and reborn with the necromancer's soul-resurrection technique.

These pieced together pieces of meat have a self-awareness due to this resurgence.As a result, the madness and pain of the undead were squeezed together, and countless consciousnesses were entangled.Undoubtedly, this is an unstable factor for war weapons, which can easily lead to its loss of control.

So the necromancers thought of a way.They used the baptism of death to basically hollow out the Stitch Monster's brain, leaving only the module for analyzing commands, and then removed all its facial features except the mouth and ears.

As a result, the Stitch Monster only had its mouth left to roar, its thinking was infinitely close to zero, and it would just obey obediently.

Since then, the Stitch Monster is no longer conscious.They have become the outright slaves of the undead, the advance army with rough skin and thick flesh enough to smash the city wall without complaint.

Such terrifying creatures are far more exaggerated than the mutants encountered in Ao'an.

The boy had never seen such a huge and extremely ugly undead creation.When they crawled out of the soil, the instinctive trembling made him take a few steps back.The stench from their mouths can flow into their noses even after hundreds of meters away, causing a burst of nausea.

"The stitch monster. This damned lump of flesh is full of disgusting rotten flesh from head to toe!"

The boy pinched his nose and frowned.But Michelle behind him stroked his beard lightly, with a calm expression on his face.

[Don't worry, young headhunter.These two suture monsters were just produced from the necropolis. The eighth-level undead creatures are not yet mature enough, so defeating them is no problem. 】

[In terms of level, they are crushed by Jeska.The only thing you need to worry about—]

【Self-righteous old man who thinks he knows everything】

The death knight sneered coldly, a few traces of sarcasm appearing on his pale face.

[Indeed, their physical bodies are not yet complete, after all, they have just been born.But have you ever thought about it.]

[If necromancers are around, under the influence of spiritualism - what will happen to them? 】

"what--"

The boy's pupils shrunk and his brain reacted quickly, trying to think about the meaning of the death knight's words.However, the sudden situation came much faster than he imagined.

A burst of purple smoke that covered the sky and the sun floated in the distance.But looking intently at the mist, there were actually howling and weeping ghosts.The incomplete bodies of the ghosts gradually disintegrated, and condensed into a little black liquid as thick as mud oil.The liquid dripped onto the Stitch Monster, and gradually covered its entire body.

Although such a process was complicated, it only lasted about five seconds, which can be described as lightning-fast.By the time the group realized the [Surprise Change], the black mud had been completely absorbed by the Stitch Monster!
[It must be eliminated!Can't wait any longer! 】

Jeska sensed the danger.Indeed. The Stitch Monster itself is not that scary except for its thicker skin and thicker flesh.

But if necromancers are nearby to control, these evil people who control the secrets of the soul will use witchcraft to strengthen these terrifying freaks!

And the black mud just now must be the trick of these necromancers!

Jeska has never been a person who is used to sitting still.He has always liked to attack automatically and take precautions before they happen.No matter what the enemy will do, it is always right to catch him by surprise and attack first.

After all, offense is always the best defense.

However, this set may have a theoretical basis for dealing with humans, but it is really too idealistic for undead.

When Jieshika tried to raise the [Pride of Neta] and charge forward with the shield, he suddenly found that he couldn't advance no matter what.

Even though the strength was fully drawn and the power of the holy light was about to burst out, [Nieta's Pride] did not move at all, as if it was being held back by something.

This huge cross can't escape the light, let alone swing and collide.It is like an iron wall lying in front of it, hard and cold, but it has lost its spirituality and no longer responds to Jeska's call.

【what happened--】

Jie Shika asked involuntarily, with anxious eyes.This was the first time Neta's pride had lost its response, King Halwara's blessing could not sing its praises in his heart.

For the first time he felt a little helpless.That is the silence of the gods.

Helpless, he could only choose to retreat before finding out the reason.However, the pride of Neta remained as if it was stuck in the soil. Even if Jie Shika tried his best to drag it back, the pride of Neta still stood firm.

This is the end.
【Jesika, look at your cross, what happened. 】

From not far away came the trembling voice of the young man.Jeska started to observe his own cross in response, but he froze in place all of a sudden.

Neta's pride has been completely polluted by black mud.The turbid and disgusting filth turned into tiny [filthy worms], clinging to the surroundings of the cross.The ferocious jet black overwhelmed its brilliance, encircling it like giant pincers.

It's like a kind of swamp.In this swamp, all [Holy] and [Noble], all [Life] and [Purity] will be defiled.The black mud was born for this purpose—the resentment of the stitch monsters was inspired by the necromancers, and their body tissues reacted to the black liquid, and ejected such [filth] outward.

But at this very moment, such filth was staining Neta's pride, and made this artifact useless.

Not only that, these [filthy] are still looking for food outside, even falling on the ground, crawling towards Jeska's feet
"Get out of there! Come back first and don't stay there anymore! It's too dangerous!"

[But the pride of Neta. I——]

"It will definitely be taken back. Be careful of the black mud under your feet! Don't get it dirty!"

There was really no other way, Jie Shika could only grit his teeth and withdraw, returning to the boy.Never seen such a situation before, Jeska's blond hair was already wet with sweat.

He was becoming more nervous than ever.

[Sorry. The artifact was left there.I have no way. 】

[The suture monster is hard to deal with.I underestimated the enemy. 】

"This is not the time to apologize, Jeska. Think about how to deal with it."

The young man said a few words of comfort, but he was also a little frightened.It is indeed unimaginable, as of now, there is no force that can compete with Neta's pride.The combination of stitch monsters and necromancers can achieve such a level——

On the other hand, looking at the death knight, he also looked at the boy and Jeska with great interest, as if surprised.

[That should be the artifact you are all proud of.Blessing of King Halwara, Wall of Light, Pride of Neta. 】

【It's the legacy that headhunter brought from the God Realm.The friendly and noble King Halwara has brought you hope and enthusiasm.Nice, but also pointless. 】

[The black mud you see is an existence that can swallow and pollute everything.If it was an ordinary weapon, it would have been dissolved by the black mud long ago, and only an artifact like this could last for such a long time. 】

[However, if time passes, even if it is an artifact, it will be destroyed for you to see. 】

The threat of the death knight is accompanied by gusts of wind.Such a sense of oppression made it difficult for the young man to breathe.

And not only the Stitch Monster caused tremendous pressure, but the death knight's resurrection never stopped.The undead creatures who had not been beheaded before climbed up again, and surrounded everyone with a nearly intact posture.

I have to admit that this is the most dangerous battle I have ever experienced.

Totally overwhelming.

"You, Kurster."

The young man tossed out these few words lightly.He looked at the [mirror] that was still indifferent.De Leago, who had liberated this form, has yet to show the slightest strength. Even his two subordinates are silent, not knowing what they are planning.

But now... maybe it's time.

"Where did all the rhetoric just now go? It's clear that you have already faced the death knight's blade, so why is it so silent?"

"The black mud can obliterate everything. If you are infected, you will also suffer. Killing the Stitch Monster as soon as possible can solve the current predicament. You should know better than me—"

"Or, do you have your own plans?"

[Just waiting for an opportunity.wait. 】

The mirror pondered for a moment, and said so.

[You don't understand the tide of the black moon.Lord Higgs' divine intent is to wait for the moment when he will kill with one blow.And this moment will be eternity. 】

"Can you still hear his voice?"

【I】

Dleague murmured.

【His believers can hear it all the time. 】

[The blade of the traitor clanks. 】

[On the polluted land of the God Realm, the shattered tide of filth, purple flames are burning. 】

【What are you talking about?Higgs is doomed. 】

The death knight raised the great rune sword overflowing with frost, and walked forward with a displeased face.

Some kind of bad premonition, wanting to prompt him to resolve the fight quickly.

[Stupid believer.I don't know what you're planning, let alone the significance of your appearance. 】

[The curse of the undead will make everything collapse.Your God is no exception! 】

【attack!Stitch monster! 】

Their abdominal cavities were torn apart entirely.And the dirty black mud is growing and brewing in it, waiting to be sprayed out.

As long as you find the right distance, the black mud barrage can kill everyone here.

The huge figure roared and charged forward.

And De Leago still didn't say a word.

The young man looked at his body, and saw countless double images.

That seems... is the destiny that will end eventually.

(End of this chapter)