Release that Witch Chapter 813: “Monster”
Nightingale suddenly opened wide.
Other Evil Beast produced hesitant after witnessing this amazing scene. Instead of blocking her way like crazy before, she snarled and stood still, as if she was afraid of her.
These hybrid species felt fear.
The monster hanging from the top of the cave waved tentacles and issued a furious roar, but this urge has had little effect. The only sickle that obeyed its orders was unable to do anything. Only three survived. They can no longer threaten Nightingale action The tight line of defense has now become fragmented.
No more enemies can stop her.
Nightingale swells up the few magic powers left in the body and rushes towards the center of the dome.
As the distance keeps getting closer, she finally understands that the deformity in the mouth of Fran is What does it mean.
The other person is not a living thing, but a pile of exposed organs. It has neither the epidermis nor the muscle tissue. The blood vessel-filled intestines, tentacles, and unnamed organs are just like that. Stacked on top of each other, it looks terrible and terrifying.
The intention of throwing explosives into the monster's mouth is obviously impossible to achieve. Nightingale set his sights on a constantly creeping "meat sac". Although it is not known that it is a monster's deadly organ, its location At least it is farther inside than the intestine, and the brilliance of magic power is flowing, and the explosion will definitely cause greater damage.
Although she has taken some risks, she has no chance to try again.
This duel must be fatal with one blow.
The closer you are to the target, the more Nightingale can feel it's hugeness. The intricate intestines alone have the thickness of a house, and other organs are like a castle.
The castle is alive, however.
Seeing that the Scythe couldn't stop her footsteps, the monster moved on its own.
Countless long tentacles shot from its body, trying to block the approach of Nightingale. Part of tentacles is like a steel whip. It can break the rocks when it is dropped. This kind of attack is not too difficult to deal with. As long as you pay attention to the contour changes of tentacles in advance, you can use those "fractures" that appear at any time to avoid them. Just penetrate the line of defense it forms.
The other is much trickier. A small amount of tentacles contains magic power and can display different abilities. The magic power brilliance with different colors is particularly eye-catching in the black and white world. Nightingale doesn't want to try to write it down. What is it like, it can only be avoided in the way of teleport, which is equivalent to aggravating its own magic power consumption.
Fortunately, the two are not related to The next day.
After a few ups and downs, she set foot on the monster's huge body, which roared angrily, but was afraid to use tentacles to attack it because she was afraid of hurting herself. Nightingale immediately felt that the pressure on her body had been relieved a lot. She opened the backpack without hesitation, took out a box of explosives, and rushed straight towards the meat sac.
The next action is to pull out the lead almost in one go, stuff the smoked explosive with the backpack into the meat sac, then rotate the misty world to make the earth return to the sky again, and then kick with both feet. The whole person, like an arrow off the string, fell towards the turbulent underground lake.
The monster also found this out. It doesn't seem to understand why the enemy tried everything to do nothing but just left. As for the bag, there is no threat in its eyes. For a time it even forgot to chase the witch that was fast leaving, and all the tentacless were stuck in place.
Mid-air, which cannot be leveraged, is the most dangerous place in the foggy world. Once it hits the contours of the air stream when it falls, it ends up broken. So Nightingale interrupted the ability, and by the way, the monster above his head made a goodbye gesture.
Somehow, she suddenly remembered Roland at this moment.
When testing the power of gunpowder, he often turned his back to the test site, and as the true warrior never looked back at the explosion. Although this move always attracted her and Agatha's eyes, he was enjoying it, as if completing a ritual that only he knew.
Thinking of this, Nightingale can't help but raise his mouth.
But at this moment she doesn't want to imitate each other.
It has nothing to do with being a true warrior.
She just wanted to see the monster blown apart.
Just as the sound of the staggering collision of the lake and the dark river is clearly discernible, the dark cave ceiling suddenly lights up with a red light!
In underground, which doesn't see the sun, this light is not less than the dawn of dawn. The darkness quickly fades away, leaving a long shadow behind all things, and the lake surface is bright for the first time.
Then a thrilling roar
The whole cave suddenly shakes!
Nightingale clearly sees that under the gorgeous fireworks, the monster's body shrinks violently, as if suffering great pain. The "Red Moon" covering the dome was absent abruptly, and some organs burst out like volcanic eruption. A fire near the explosion site directly ignited a thick smoke, and billowing smoke was emitted.
"Tongtong!"
Then she fell into the water.
The world is quiet for a moment, all that is left is the rumbling sound of my heart.
The high-speed rotating water stream forms a bottomless black hole under her. The huge suction is like a giant hand, trying to drag her into the abyss. In the face of such power, any struggle will not help.
Fortunately, Nightingale is well prepared.
She releases the last point of magic power, summons the fog again, and then jumps out of the water like climbing a staircase with the help of a spiraling white line.
At this point, the magic power in her body has been completely consumed, and the sequelae of excessive use of power have begun to appear. The intense throbbing sensation and dizziness rushed to her brain, and the limbs could not stop shaking, making her almost unable to control Your own body.
Struggling to climb up the shore of the lake, the strength of Nightingale lost all her movements. Before the consciousness dissipated, she saw a worm breaking through the wall, and then a golden figure rushed towards her.
...
"Nightingale ... is she all right?" Fran asked worriedly.
"It doesn't matter, it just runs out of magic power," Agatha checked it briefly, and handed her over to God Punishment Witches, "You bear her, we will evacuate here as soon as possible."
Nightingale insisted on leaving, everyone decided that as long as the explosion sounded, no matter how situation rushed out to join her, in case she was surrounded by herself. For this reason, all the dry food was filled in Fran's belly. Although there was no guarantee that she would escape, but at least she could follow them to the predetermined point camp.
It turned out that the effect of this explosion was surprisingly good. After the roar, not only did the worm carrier penetrating the stone wall stop moving, other Evil Beasts also fled.
"Leave it to me," Alena personally took over the unconscious Nightingale. After this battle, Taqila survivor obviously paid more respect to the blonde witch.
"Do you want to make up a few more?" Lightning looked at the twisted monster at the top of the cave, reluctantly, "It doesn't look like it's dead yet."
"The battle of the sleepy beasts is the most dangerous, and you can bring up a box of explosives at most, still don't take this risk," Agatha replied in a deep voice, "when the First Army assembly is finished, it will only have a dead end. "
"Then ... well," the little girl hesitated for a moment, and eventually nodded.
As everyone was about to evacuate, the monster suddenly made a cry, and the lake suddenly changed with the dull and turbulent sound.
Under the flashing fire, a huge skeleton burst out of the water, opening up a row of rib claws towards the top of the hole. It remains stable even in turbulent water.
The monster loosened the tentacles fixed body, dropped straight from the dome, and fell into the skeleton. The suddenly sinking skeleton stirred up layers of waves, and a large area of the lake was squeezed onto the shore, even in the turbulent darkness. The river was flooded for a while. Then the bone claws closed, wrapping the monster in like ribs, then slowly sinking into the lake. The burning flame of his body brought up billowing white smoke as soon as it came into contact with the water surface, and emitted a pungent scorching smell.
At the moment when the other person disappeared, everyone saw the dense eyes on it, although half of them were gone, but the remaining eyes revealed the strong hatred unabashedly.
The spinning lake absorb then shows the monster as if it had never appeared before.