Shadow Apostle

The embers of the fire were still beating.

The light flickers, making the inside and outside of the reservoir alternately bright and dark.

Whenever the light comes on, the strangely shaped ice sculptures will be reflected.

Bare teeth and show claws.

Violent and greedy.

Those are tens of thousands of rat ice sculptures.

It still maintains the same posture as when it was alive, covering the entrance corners of the reservoir.

There are also many larger human-faced rats in the middle.

At the center of countless strange ice sculptures are the three surviving watchers.

The three people's clothes were torn, covered in blood, with large and small wounds all over their bodies. They were slumped on the ground, breathing greedily.

The music box had been closed, and it was placed between the three of them, together with Julian's body.

At the last moment, the three of them maintained this position and persisted in the rats for a few minutes.

Until the rats suddenly lost their protection and were frozen into ice sculptures from the inside out by the wind of souls blown by the music box.

"Respect the deceased." Bruno took out a silver wine bottle and took a sip, glanced at Bonnie holding Julian's broken body, and sighed softly, "I don't know what you think, Bonnie, but Monie Ka and I are both envious of him."

The young girl who was in trance while holding her companion blinked her eyes, but her pupils did not move.

"With mystery, physical death is the luckiest outcome. At least his soul can return to the Kingdom of the Underworld and enjoy eternal sleep." Bruno smiled, put away the flask and sighed, "And those of us who survived , we should treat every day as the last day before going crazy, and when we wake up every day, we should be grateful that we can still think rationally. So don’t be immersed in sadness and reluctance, because we may be reunited with him at any time.”

"Shut up if you can't comfort people, Bruno."

Monica held on to her sword and stood up with difficulty:

"You guys are on guard here. I'm going up to support Horst. He has already dragged the enemies above up to this point with his own strength. I..."

Monica stopped suddenly as she felt a faint vibration beneath her feet.

His eyes swept over Bruno and Bonnie, and they both nodded.

It's not an illusion. Could it be that a train happened to pass by?

Unlike, the vibration of the train lasts much longer.

Monica frowned, knelt on one knee, and pressed her palms to the ground.

The next moment, another short and weak vibration came from the palm of my hand.

The earthquakes are shallow, close, and frequent.

It seems to be nearby.

An ominous premonition arose in Monica's heart.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and looked towards the pile of bones in the center of the reservoir.

Everything was normal over there, even the beam of light shining from the drain was gone.

However, through the embers that flickered and died, Monica could vaguely detect that a blood-red mist was condensing into a line, passing through the drain, and shooting straight into the mountain of bones.

Skeleton Mountain is filled with thicker and thicker fog in silence.

"Dang Cang."

There was no sign of any creature moving, but a dead bone tumbled from the top of the mountain of bones.

The normal collision sound made the three people's hearts beat faster and their spirits became tense.

I held my breath involuntarily and waited nervously for changes to appear.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Calm, no change.

Accident?

Just as his hanging heart dropped, there was a crunching sound beside him.

The sound came from tens of thousands of ice sculptures around us.

I don’t know when cracks have appeared on the ice sculpture, and they are expanding rapidly, with more and more cracks appearing.

boom.

All the ice sculptures almost shattered together and turned into pieces of residual limbs and flesh.

Then it rolled towards the pile of bones as if it was alive.

Within a few seconds, the pile of bones had turned into a hill made of flesh and blood.

As the vibrations became stronger and stronger, the mountain of flesh and blood merged into one, turning into a huge meat ball. The surface of the meat ball kept squirming, twisting and deforming repeatedly. Every time it went, the body size expanded even more.

The rat ice sculptures that originally surrounded the mountain of flesh and blood were immediately swallowed by the mountain of flesh and blood.

Every time a piece is swallowed, the meat mountain expands, becoming larger and larger, and soon fills the reservoir.

A huge face made of rotten flesh appeared in front of the mountain of meat.

That was the face of the leader of the rat priests.

As soon as the giant face took shape, it opened its big mouth and let out a thundering roar.

The smell of blood and stench spurted out from the mountain of meat along with roaring sounds.

"Damn humans."

"Dare to hinder the arrival of Tsathogua, dare to harm Enkai's children."

"And he actually dared to steal Enkai's sacred object."

"You have to pay the price."

The sound still echoed in the sewer, and the giant face opened its mouth wide again and suddenly made a roaring movement.

This time no sound came out.

But only a few seconds later, countless strange sounds came from above the head, from under the feet, from the walls, and from every corner.

At first it was just a small rustling sound, but in an instant it gathered into a loud sound like a stormy sea.

Countless gray rats came from all directions, and the undulating groups of rats were like layers of gray waves.

Even if the three of them opened the music box immediately, causing a large blank area to appear around them, the swarms of rats still rushed towards them without fear of death. The ice sculptures piled up like mountains one after another.

And Roshan also started to move.

Countless rats got into the bottom of it, worked together to lift it up, and held it quickly close to the watcher's position.

The three watchmen looked at each other.

How to fight this?

Even if those rats were ignored, it was more than a mountain of meat that three people could handle.

With such a body type, the attacks of the three of them might not even be able to break through the flesh and blood on the surface.

"Monica, retreat."

Seeing the mountain of flesh getting closer and closer, dozens of tentacles made of flesh and blood stretched out from the body, reaching towards the three of them. Bruno finally couldn't help it anymore and shouted loudly:

"This is no longer something we can deal with. Let's go back and mobilize the artillery team."

"If we bring them all into the city, how many casualties will be caused, we will all be sinners by then, and we cannot retreat unless it is absolutely necessary." Monica thought for a while, and suddenly raised her voice, "Horst, come out, what's going on? Something happened."

"That priest was so stingy. I just broke a small statue of his, and he became angry and refused to let me go until he died."

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, a figure slipped down from the ladder on the side, holding a statue and a balled-up cloth robe in his hand.

The statue was none other than the statue of Tsathogya. The one that was wrapped by the tentacles just now had been taken back by him.

It's just that the filth, ferocity, and evil mystery that originally condensed on it are almost imperceptible, and the entire statue is as clean as new.

Like an old teacup that has been cleaned.

"It's chasing me, or of course it's chasing this statue." Horst squinted his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "I have a way to try. This priest, his name is Bonnie, right? Your marksmanship Is it accurate?"

Bonnie had already let go of her teammate's body, then patted her rifle and nodded.

"Very good, I suddenly feel that it is not appropriate to take other people's things casually. It is not the behavior that a gentleman should do." Horst muttered, grabbing the gas bottle that Julian dropped, and tied the statue to the gas bottle. "So I decided to return the statue to them and compensate for some interest. Bonnie, give me yours too. You see, I asked you to give me the gas cylinder when we just met. You still refused. Now you haven't given it to me. .”

"Time is running out, don't talk nonsense, is this cylinder useful?" Monica urged.

"Huh? You don't know the effect of high-pressure gas cylinders? Are they not taught in secondary education?" Horst was stunned and shook his head pitifully, "In the future, read more books about humans and eat less bananas. Come on, take it. this."

With that said, before Monica kicked him, he handed over the bundled gas bottles and statue, and carried another set of Bonnie's gas bottles on his back.

"Monica, I took off this dress and the things inside it from the priest. I haven't even seen what's there yet. You hold it for me first, remember this is my trophy, you Don't confiscate it to me. Then I'll give you this cylinder too. You orangutans are very strong and can throw things accurately. After a while, you can throw this thing to it. It's best to throw it into its mouth. Priest Bonnie, you should know this. It depends on the power of the thing. Okay, then wait for Monica to throw it and blow it up. Officer Bruno, please give Monica a light and don't let her throw it away."

"What about you?" Bruno asked.

"Um……"

Horst thought for a moment, then ran to the corner with the gas bottle on his back, hunched his neck and blocked his ears.

Monica glared at him angrily, without asking the reason, weighed the weight to make sure it could be done, and then made a confirmation gesture to Bonnie.

Under the illumination of the lantern, Monica's shadow stretched forward, all the way to Roshan's body. Monica took a deep breath and threw out the cylinder with all her strength.

Escorted by the shadow, the gas cylinder and the statue flew over a distance of more than ten meters and accurately flew towards Roshan's big mouth.

Bonnie held her breath and concentrated on holding the gun. Although there was no gas bottle to charge, she could still hit the target with just the basic power of the rifle.

However, just as the cylinder flew to the top of the mountain of meat, a tentacle stretched out and accurately wrapped the cylinder and the statue. Then several other tentacles stood up at the same time, blocking Bonnie's rifle bullets. .

"Hahahaha, stupid humans, do you think I can't hear what you say? Idiots, all Enkai's people are my eyes and ears."

The head priest's face opened wide and he laughed loudly:

"Don't treat the people of Enkai as idiots, hahaha. Thank you for taking the initiative to return the statue of the Toad God. I have decided to give you the most painful death, hahaha..."

"You're welcome, besides..."

Just as it laughed, Horst's figure emerged from the shadow extending from Monica.

Just appeared on its mouth.

He threw in the gas bottle he was carrying.

At the same time, he raised Serena.

"The wrong product was sent. This is the genuine product. Thank you for your patronage."

"boom."

The first boss battle is over, halfway through the first volume.

There were still some mistakes made in the past, including plot arrangement, rhythm control, etc. And the most important point is that I have to continue to taste how to make the story "interesting". This is my biggest weakness.

For example, some people found this boss battle to be unbearably long.

I probably understand. I'll try not to have such long battle scenes in the future. Although I think it's quite interesting, it still depends on everyone's taste.

PS: Thanks for the reminder. Chapter 96 is indeed not very good. I have rewritten it. The reading experience should be greatly improved. I recommend everyone to take a look. The plot hasn't changed at all, so you don't have to watch it, it's just a different experience.