Chapter 257
Demon Race has the largest number of trialists who died in the ruins of the doomsday, and knows the most about these high-risk ruins, so Vic is well aware of the danger of suture monsters.
The powerful physical defense and magic resistance brought about by the huge body makes the suture monster the most dangerous spirit of the market who is least afraid of siege.
The Stitching Monster, who had shrunk for the most part, was about to be completely killed, and suddenly let out an extremely angry roar.
"Come on!" Vic said quietly with his eyelids drooping.
No need to order, the surrounding Demon Race trialist took action at the same time, and jointly released a huge defensive shield, covering all the trialists of Demon Race.
"Not good!"
Ed complexion changed, the sudden eruption of the suture monster was completely beyond his expectation, and the reaction of Demon Race made him feel the crisis even more.
The suture monster has shrunk in size by half, and suddenly inflated, like a rapidly inflating balloon. Not only did it expand to a height of nearly ten meters, it even completely resisted the last wave of fire-focused attacks. Down.
On the surface of the suture monster's swelling body, sticky grease is constantly being ignited, and then dripping, exuding a strong smell of filth, even if the magic arrow is broken, the body's defenses cannot be broken.
Facing the trialist’s fire-focusing attack, the swelling suture monster suddenly leans forward, opening its bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl to everyone, like a mountain is about to collapse!
"Oh!"
The swelling suture monster vomited, and the rancid black mucus spewed out at the trialist like a fountain.
The smell of filth and corruption instantly dissipated, and a vomiting breath suddenly appeared in the air, and even the attacking magic and arrows were instantly submerged by the gushing mucus.
The body of the suture monster dries down at a speed visible to naked eye, like a rag pocket, instantly dumping all the garbage in it.
Seeing the influx of black mucus hiding the sky and covering the earth, the Human Race mage and knight-errant who were in charge of the attack were horrified in an instant, and each ran backwards madly, but the black mucus came too fast , There is no time to dodge at their speed.
Ed’s eyes wide staring angrily, with his strength, if he retreats, he can indeed escape this wave of rotten mucus, but he knows he can’t retreat, because the storm fortress trialist is mostly black Under the shroud of mucus.
"Hah!"
Ed was shocking loudly, taking a step forward, and standing in front of everyone's mouth, standing alone in front of the turbulent black slime.
The two-handed sword suddenly burst out the rays of light of crimson, and cut it out with one sword.
A huge crimson sword qi slashed into the void, and the air tens of meters in front of Ed suddenly burst, making a huge sound comparable to a thunderstorm in the void, and all the black slime that came up in the horrible sword Under the glow, he was instantly divided into two halves by the extremely violent power.
As if the void was split by this sword, the rancid mucus sprayed from the void ten meters in front of Ed's body was split into two, each falling to the sides, without a drop falling on the trialist.
The terrifying matchless crimson sword qi split the suture monster's spit, but the remaining power was not eliminated. The solid sword qi was still lingering, and it continued to split the condensed air, a sword Killed on the shriveled suture monster.
The suture monster spitting out mucus in the body stood there blankly, until the crimson sword qi passed over it, the shriveled body slowly fell backwards, in the ruins, smashed A turbulent sand and dust came out.
After falling to the ground, the shriveled corpse of the suture monster trembled slightly, and it split into two halves where the sword glow passed by in the middle.
This suture monster, which had held several trialist fire-focused attacks on its head, was directly beheaded by Ed's volley sword, even the corpse was split into two pieces.
A black heart core slowly leached out from the split body of the suture monster.
The trialist of Human Race is still a little horrified, but Rajax and Vic are eyeing Ed at the same time.
They can become the leader of trialist of their respective ethnic groups, and their natural strength is also the highest among all people. After witnessing Ed’s sword, they can’t help but begin to imagine if they face this Can the sword take it?
The two glanced at each other, and then withdrew their gazes tacitly, but they all caught the flashing killing intent from each other’s eyes.
They couldn't stop Ed's sword. If they were hit head-on, they would be seriously injured even if they didn't die!
This is a sword that can kill high-risk ruins spirits, and it is also a sword that can kill any trialist.
Ed panted and took back the long sword. This sword was his full strength attack. He even used the secret technique. Although there were no serious repercussions, it also consumed half of the Battle Qi.
Several insect race and Demon Race trialists quietly fell on Ed's body.
Unconsciously, Ed said to the trialist next to him:
"Dick, go and put the heart core of the suture monster away, and then collect a heart core, almost You can collect the sacrifices for one sacrifice!"
Dick walked forward silently, and under the watchful eyes of other trialists, he collected the heart core, and the trialists of several storm fortresses were in a tacit understanding. The guarded Ed in the center.
As the strongest trialist in Storm Fortress, Ed is not only their Captain, but also their backbone.
Seeing that the atmosphere became serious, Vic suddenly laughed, breaking the embarrassment.
"Ed, your sword is not weak. The single defense of the suture monster ranks among the top of the high-risk ruins, except for the four common high-risk ruins, even those rare high-risk ruins. Spirit, few are more powerful than Stitching Monster."
Ed laughed, and said indifferently: "This Stitching Monster is already an arrow at the end of its flight, so it will I was killed with a single sword. If you encounter it next time, I am afraid it will not be so easy to deal with."
Vick glanced at the huge team and said:
"Go ahead, You should have seen the strength of our joint efforts. The horrible high-risk ruins of the suture monster died in our hands. We only need to join hands to sweep the ruins of the doomsday. It is nothing difficult."
See it with your own eyes. The suture monster fell, coupled with the light beam from the Altar of Doom shining in front, the trialist present suddenly became active, and the fighting spirit was obviously more vigorous than when he had just crossed the bridge of the sky.
"According to the agreement, the next soul core will be ours!" Rajax said.
He took out two black axes and held them in his hands, moved his huge body, and walked at the forefront of the team.
More than a dozen insect race powerhouses also took out their own Weapons, following him.
Vick waited for a few seconds and found that Ed was not following the insect race, but after watching him silently, with a chuckle, he led dozens of Demon Race trialists and followed the insect race. Behind trialist.
Wait until the Demon Race all walked ahead, Eddy led more than a dozen Human Race trialists and walked at the end of the team.
While adjusting his breathing to restore the consumed Battle Qi, Ed said in a low voice:
"When insect race and Demon Race are fighting, pay more attention to their battle methods. Especially these trialists of Demon Race, they have the most experience in dealing with high-risk spirits."
"Mage and knight-errant, pay attention to restore the magic power. Once the magic power drops below half, immediately take alchemy potions. The real fierce battle is yet to come, and we have to guard against Demon Race turning over. We must be ready to fight at any time."
A lot of trialists are nodded, except for the nine trialists in Storm Fortress. There are several trialist for other fortresses.
They remained silent the whole time, and silently obeyed Ed's arrangement, Ed did not care.
He knows that these people are Pathfinders sent by other fortresses. Once it is confirmed that these high-risk ruins in the ruins of Doom can join forces to fight, they will definitely contact others.
Ed is also waiting for their entry. The more Human Race trialists who enter the ruins of the doomsday, the safer.
As long as there is a trace of the possibility of conquering the ruins of the doomsday, the attraction of the war altar is no better than the altar of the doomsday.