Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1410: The ultimate battle is in the deep end

Chapter 1410 The ultimate battle against the hidden teeth (twenty-six)

The monster rushed out aggressively, continuing toward the bright light in the distance. The stench of the corpse it raised made everyone dizzy.

"Woo... oh my God!" Albert covered his nose, but still had the strength to complain: "It really stinks! How long has this **** didn't wash his feet? !"

Bediver gave Tiger a blank look.

"Where is it going?" Elaine looked at the distant monster and was startled.

"Freedom," whispered the werewolf. "Even if it's been transformed into that horrific form by drugs, that thing is actually a collection of [humans]...[humans]. Resentment, of course, is There will be, of course, revenge will still think about it, but it really wants only one thing, and that is [freedom]."

"Freedom." Seeing that the flood of meat monsters had almost completely passed, Gwen slowly put down his smoke sleigh: "Being like that and still wanting to live and be free, this is probably the It's human nature. I'm glad it didn't cause us any trouble, but just flowed through. To be honest, I don't want to join them yet, hehe."

"When it's really dangerous, uncle, if you put a protective shield or something, you can survive the torrent of meat chunks?" Albert grinned.

Bedivere has a vein on his forehead.

"Impossible," I didn't expect Duke Gwynn to chat with the tiger quite familiarly: "If it was three or four times smaller than that thing, the protective cover should be able to withstand it. But the Impacted by that kind of volume and weight, no matter how strong the protective cover is, it will break."

Albert continued to chat recklessly with Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table: "Hey, I'm so disappointed. I thought the Knights of the Round Table were omnipotent. It turns out that there is still something you can't do, uncle~"

"That's your misunderstanding," Gwen said, "After all, the Knights of the Round Table are also human beings. If they are human, of course there will be limits that cannot be surpassed."

More veins emerge from Bedivere's forehead.

Tigers are wild and never pick a target, and it's really ignorant to use this way of speaking to talk to a big man like Gwen. You must know that Duke Gwen was a great king in the past, and his status was no less than that of King Arthur's King of Norway Kingdom——[Gwen, King of Ashes] Ah!

Albert, the dead boy, has been calling King Gwyn "Uncle" all the time. Simply unbearable!

"Speaking of which," Bedivere hurriedly interrupted Gwen and Albert's conversation: "Where the **** did Solare go? That monster was so dangerous just now, I hope he wasn't involved in that kind of thing. among."

"You don't have to worry about this sort of thing, Mr. Bedivere." Duke Gwyn looked confident: "That kid...is special. If he doesn't have any concerns, he Even I am not his opponent. To put it simply, he is like a [Ghost Card], an [undefeated] existence."

Bediver's face sank: "Are you being too modest, Lord Gwen?"

"Well, you will understand one day." The Knight of the Round Table chuckled and shook his head meaningfully. His slightly gray beard fluttered in the wind, which seemed to reveal some kind of unspeakable secret.

Meanwhile, somewhere outside the underground glass pyramid.

"Ugh...!" The black-robed man had just suffered a heavy blow, blood spurted from his chest, and knelt on the ground weakly.

"Okay, amazing..." The black-robed man sighed, "It's completely different from the previous battle..."

"Of course, no one is watching here, and I don't need to show mercy to you." Solar raised his machete and pointed it at the opponent's throat.

The Luna steel scimitar in his hand glows red hot and smokes white. The outer blade made of steel with enhanced flexibility has completely vaporized, leaving only a small amount of metal residue sticking to the glass-like transparent body of the Luna Steel Scimitar. The supposedly transparent blade of the Luna Steel Scimitar was also the main source of the fiery red light. Although it was so hot, it didn't seem to be particularly damaged.

"And this weapon is more durable than I thought. With this indestructible weapon, I can kill you thousands of times." Solar continued to threaten with a stern face: "So, surrender. You don't even have the slightest chance of winning, and you're just asking for trouble. It's better to surrender as soon as possible before you suffer too much. In that case, I can spare you from dying."

Apparently he seldom said this kind of capitulation, so he couldn't help but stutter and feel uncomfortable when he spoke, almost biting his own tongue.

"Huhuhuhu, you're not on the Tao, little brother, you're really not on the Tao------" The black-robed man sneered and got up from the ground. Even though he was already scarred and blood spurted from his body like a fountain with every move, the guy stood up straight, as if he wanted to pay attention to his manners before he died.

Then he takes off his hood. It seemed to be a hood stuck on with glue. It had never fallen off in the previous fierce battle. Only when the man in black robe took off the hood, it came off voluntarily.

And the moment the hood was taken off, Solar was dumbfounded.

The "man in black robe" couldn't be called a man at all, and it was almost impossible to call him a [person]. The guy's face was distorted, and the whole face seemed to have been corroded by sulfuric acid. Beneath the nearly torn appearance was a face that was only covered by a small amount of skin, and most of the rest were bare muscles and bones. The exposed blood vessels were dissatisfied with the face like huge worms, throbbing and throbbing, adding to the disgusting feeling of the face.

"You...what kind of monster are you?" Solar asked in surprise. Such a twisted monster has almost surpassed the cognition of the magic swordsman.

"It's just a human." The black-robed man with acid face sneered and sneered: "I was originally just a gangster in the market, but was later sent to this kind of weird research institute for transformation. After the experiment failed, my face changed. I have become such a ghost. But don't get me wrong, I am very grateful to the person in charge of this research institute. If I stay here and work, I can have all the money, power, and women. Before this, I could not He's just a little bit better than a beggar."

"Your body has been made like this by those people, and you are grateful to them?!" Solar glared: "It's crazy."

"Probably." The sulfuric face continued to sneer: "But as long as there is this...if there is this...!"

He took a syringe from his bosom: "Everywhere is [bliss]!"

Without hesitation, he stabs the syringe with the black potion into his arm. The thick black liquid was injected into his blood vessels and began to change in the body of the black-robed man!

"Hahahahaha!" The man's body began to swell up, and his speech became more slurred. But before he was conscious, he insisted on finishing his words: "Tell you a good thing! This so-called [bliss] is actually the blood of the ancient gods. The more you use it, the closer you will be to the ancient gods. It's getting closer! Humans? Monsters? That kind of thing can be anything! I've seen it through, so what if I go to be a monster? It's better than monsters in human skins like you!"

The black-robed man's body expanded rapidly, and the biggest thing was actually his head. That huge swollen head looks like some kind of giant deep-sea animal...

"Soon...you...all of you will...be like me...! No difference, no difference!--- ---Wait to go to hell!!" The monster's voice was almost crazy, and it could be felt from the obviously demented words that this guy had lost his mind.

"Hey." Solar sighed. It seemed that the order given by Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table [to capture the black-robed man alive], had become an impossible task. Even if this monster turned into a ghost is brought back alive, I can't ask any information, right?

The sulfuric-faced man was soon completely transformed into... a large black spider. A spider with a huge, swollen, octopus-like head, and its head is more like a tonsil with many disgusting pits, and it seems that thousands of tiny black insect compound eyes are staring at Solar.

Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly Solar had experienced this kind of smoke with powerful anesthetic ability, so when the smoke spread, the magic swordsman jumped back a few steps cautiously, avoiding the smoke far away.

However, something black instantly shot out of one of the spider's eyes and swept toward Solar in a straight line. The magic swordsman dodged nimbly, only to see that black line draw a corrosive trail beside him. It's acid, black acid, and it's the acid that's spewing out of those spider eyes at high pressure! It carved a thin pit about ten feet deep and half an inch wide under the floor of the glass cavern, and then continued to expand the pit because of its corrosion until the pit became as wide as a human arm. ! The lethality of this black acid beam is self-evident and deadly. A casual hit by this kind of thing can cut a person into pieces~IndoMTL.com~ and the wound will continue to expand until the body is completely eroded and melted by the acid!

And the tonsil spider's eyes are all open, and there are at least 10,000 eyes on that pitted head!

"Humph..." A drop of cold sweat appeared on Solal's forehead, "Not bad."

The tonsil spider's tens of thousands of eyes start to work at the same time, and hundreds of eyes start to shoot that corrosive black light every second!

Whoosh whoosh! ! For a while, the black rain fell, and there were deadly tracks composed of black thin lines everywhere! Those are dangerous light beams that can kill you at the slightest touch!

Solar dodged left and right in this barrage, and was quite embarrassed for a while! And the monster exudes that kind of black smoke to prevent Solar from approaching!

After dodging about 2,000 attacks, the magic swordsman became a little impatient: "I can't help but use that one. I just hope this weapon can hold up."

He clenched the Luna steel machete in his hand. Since it has not been used for a period of time, most of the heat on the machete has receded, leaving only a small amount of red afterglow.