Chapter 457 Stitch Monster
Just as the fighting under the Nabil Forest Castle was going on fiercely.
On a high wall tower inside the castle, King Tihamoir of Yako, the queen and many royal members were present. Most of them had frightened and nervous expressions on their faces, except for the king who was slightly calm.
"King, I... why do we have to come here too? Can't we stay in Netmoni? It's too dangerous here, I want to go back..."
A young man wearing a light yellow fine cotton coat clung to the pillar, his eyes looking at the rain of blood outside the floor-to-ceiling window and the battlefield outside the distant city wall from time to time, and stammered.
"..."
The king did not respond to the junior's words, but turned his head and whispered to his wife to take good care of his youngest daughter, the twelve-year-old Princess Ahsoka.
The queen nodded slightly, took her little daughter's hand from the hand of another royal lady, and held her in her arms. Ahsoka's eyes were a little confused. She hugged her mother's lower back with her little hands and pressed her face into her arms. Her eyes shifted from the faces of her uncles, aunts, and brothers and sisters who looked panicked, to her father's back.
She knew that her country was at war, but she didn't understand why these relatives were so afraid. Is it because the enemy was very powerful?
Ahsoka often heard about the Trisur Empire in the palace, and she probably knew that it was a large country different from the Principality of Yaco, and was even much more prosperous than the Principality of Yaco...
But why fight?
Didn't his father say that the Principality of Yaco was once part of the Trisur Empire, just like Brother Carlo? Although he left Netmoni after his coming-of-age ceremony and was entrusted by his father to the Pala Territory as a lord, But aren’t we still a family?
The atmosphere in the attic of the tower was very solemn.
At this time, the door was pushed open with a creak, and seven or eight men strode in. It was the Rose Messenger Group headed by Messenger Ulbert.
"Your Majesty Tiha, I didn't expect that you love the people so much that you personally brought your family to the front line to supervise the battle. When the troops guarding the Nabil Forest Castle heard the news, they were greatly inspired and their morale was much higher..."
Messenger Ulbert gently touched his chest and saluted, and said with a chuckle.
He actually knew quite well that the King of Yaco in front of him probably did not trust the envoys of the Kingdom of Beelzebub very much, and had long planned to escape... Coming to the front line to supervise the battle was one thing, but if his own offer of help was not It didn't work. Once the Nabil Forest Castle was captured, the Principality of Yako would no longer have any room to resist. At that time, the other party would be able to evacuate with the royal family members as soon as possible.
Ulbert did not point out this point, but instead complimented the other party with a fake smile. He doesn't care whether King Yako and the royal family live or die, as long as he completes the Rose King's order... Use the Nabil Forest Castle as a meat grinder, let Yako's army and civilians serve as fuel, and swallow as much as possible. Get the flesh and blood of the Imperial Army!
"Envoy Ulbert, thank you very much for your help. I have seen the situation on the battlefield, and it is indeed as you said, the imperial army's attack was successfully resisted..."
King Tihamoir smiled and did not answer the other party's words. Instead, he turned around and nodded to express his gratitude.
"The Kingdom of Beelzebub is indeed a powerful country, possessing a power that is difficult for us to reach... Even though the Imperial Army is extremely brave, the extraordinary means you brought can give an ordinary army an astonishing improvement. .”
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed, and euphemistically described the seemingly evil and ferocious blood rain ceremony as a means of strengthening the army.
Ulbert wanted to say a few words modestly, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed some Yaco soldiers running away in panic on the high wall outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Huh?"
King Tihamoir noticed something strange about the envoy, and followed his gaze back to the battlefield.
I saw that the original imperial military had been smashed to pieces by the "fallen flesh puppets" transformed by the blood rain, but a group of young men and women with different and strange clothes came from behind, numbering in the thousands.
These guys, who clearly did not look like soldiers, directly relied on powerful flintlock guns and bombs to instantly curb the momentum of the "fallen flesh puppets", and each used extraordinary means to continuously eliminate those twisted human monsters.
One of the figures caught King Tiha's attention.
Because the distance was too far, he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly. He could only judge that he was a young man based on his vague body shape and clothing... This person was like a sharp knife, which in turn inserted into the camp of the "Depraved Flesh Puppet" and fought against him. The remaining thousands of strange men and women opened a distance of hundreds of meters and went deep alone, forming a sharp contrast.
I saw the opponent constantly throwing playing cards one after another, accurately hitting every "Fallen Flesh Puppet" within a range of 20 meters in front. The cards flew out of the opponent's hand, like terrifying blades, easily cutting through the twisted monster. His limbs and head were splattered with blood arrows.
And the king also saw with his own eyes that this enemy was swinging his cloak on the battlefield and constantly flashing forward, like a real magician, performing "teleportation" like turning the battlefield into a stage.
Those twisted human bodies that looked extremely terrifying to the king would be easily torn into pieces by the opponent's palms that turned into crocodile heads once they got close to this person!
"Sure enough, the Imperial Army still has countermeasures..."
King Tiha couldn't help but take a deep breath, retracted his gaze and said solemnly.
Messenger Ulbert was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, raised a finger and said to the king:
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, although the Imperial Army has sent a large number of immortal strangers, the 'flesh and blood punishment ceremony' has just begun... Wait a moment, and you will see them retreating steadily."
With that said, Ulbert walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the tower, overlooking the battlefield in the distance, opened his arms and said in an exaggerated tone:
"Wow, there should be two to three thousand of these undead strangers, and they are all extraordinary people... It's a pity, they are still too weak."
He shook his head.
King Tihar and other members of the royal family stood quietly, with some hope, hoping that the war situation would turn out as the messenger said... In this way, they would not have to abandon their power and wealth and leave here.
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"Damn it! Brother Beizi is so fierce!"
The Dragon King spread out his arms and transformed into huge dark brown wings like an eagle, hovering over the battlefield. When he saw the back of the monster wave in front of him, he shouted excitedly.
He saved a short video of what he saw and shared it on the faction channel so that all the circus players who were fighting could know about it.
"——This technique, this operation, this appreciation...this is a real boss!"
"——Judging from the back and shooting ability, he really looks like a replica of Jack... But let's put it into perspective, he is really handsome!"
"——We should call Brother Beizi 'Little Jack' now, hahahahaha..."
"——As we all know, Jack Speight, the leader of the circus, the consul of the Senate of the Generous Parliament, and a member of the Imperial Tribunal... is also known as 'Little Beizi'."
"——laughing to death."
"——Don't be too talkative! Kill the monsters quickly! There are a lot of people dying in the west, and a gap has already appeared!"
"——Received! I came out from the resurrection point in the rear camp and rushed over there to support!"
Circus players are communicating in the chat channel.
With their help, the Imperial Army quickly reorganized their ranks. Under the whistles and orders of the officers, they assembled in an orderly manner and fired muskets at the wave of fallen flesh puppets again.
The crackling sound of gunshots was heard endlessly, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Countless twisted human bodies were pierced by bullets and shattered like broken dolls, falling on the sprinting road.
Seeing that the imperial army was gradually overwhelming the monsters and was about to reach the castle gate, there were loud earthquake-like noises.
Boom!
It seemed that with the Nabil Forest Castle as the center, shock waves visible to the naked eye were set off in all directions. The rain of blood that kept falling from the sky turned into blood mist, and the broken limbs and broken arms on the battlefield began to float as if they had lost gravity.
Immediately, under the astonished eyes of everyone, these stumps and broken arms seemed to be controlled by a pair of invisible huge hands, constantly rotating and twisting, forming seven huge "flesh and blood vortices" in the mid-air of the battlefield!
Even some of the "fallen meat puppets" that were charging and wreaking havoc flew up uncontrollably and were sucked into the whirlpool.
"What the hell is this?!"
Some players raised their heads and looked at the vision in the sky and said in horror.
"No... I don't know. It seems to be some kind of ultimate move from the opponent. We won't all be killed, right?"
The player next to him replied.
Kakaka...
The scalp-numbing sound of bones shattering, accompanied by the greasy sound of disgusting mucus, spread to the surroundings. The seven vortices shrank smaller and smaller, eventually forming a "big meat" composed of flesh and blood remains with a diameter of more than ten meters. "The ball" crashed to the ground.
Boom! !
The soil soaked by the blood rain set off layers of dark red soil waves, and the Imperial Army and the players could clearly feel the tremors coming from under their feet.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, the seven huge flesh balls began to squirm, and gradually unfolded dozens of pairs of thick arms and legs curled up in a ball, and stood like a huge "centipede human body" got up.
It looked like a giant monster stitched together from countless corpses. It had countless heads on its body, some of which were fallen flesh puppets, and some of which were imperial soldiers. It had a ferocious face and was screaming and wailing.
Dong Dong Dong...
The seven stitch monsters stepped forward and rushed toward the imperial army like a mountain.
"Fire!!"
Beep!
The officer blew his whistle vigorously to convey the order to fire.
Although the soldiers of the Imperial Army were shocked when they saw the behemoth, they were not timid. They raised their guns and pulled the triggers without taking a step back.
Amidst the crackling sound, countless dense projectiles focused on the Stitch Monster, but they were unable to cause substantial damage at all.
The next second.
There were several loud booms, and waves of earth were set off on the ground like an explosion. A suture monster raised many fists and beat them wildly in the imperial camp. Unknown how many soldiers were directly smashed into pulp.
Suddenly, hoarse retreat orders and shouts were intertwined with screams.
The players reacted early and began to focus their fire on the seven stitch monsters.
They realized that this might be the second stage of the war, and they were facing the "level BOSS", so they dealt with it without hesitation.
However, the behemoth in front of you seems to have a certain mysterious resistance. The sequence abilities used by the players can cause very limited damage to it, even the same as those ordinary flintlock muskets...
It’s almost impossible to break through the defense!
Just then.
A fireball burning with golden light fell from the sky and directly hit the chest of a suture monster.
Phew—boom!
The huge impact made the Stitch Monster stagger, and its body burned with raging fire.
The players followed the direction of the fireball, turned their heads and looked back, and found those huge mechanical catapults firing golden cannonballs... The attacks on the Stitch Monster came from them.
However, the Stitch Monster itself is composed of "fallen flesh puppets" and has strong resistance to high temperatures. Even if its body is burning with flames, it still moves non-stop and wreaks havoc in the Imperial Army's camp.
At the same time, the blood rain that keeps falling from the sky is still providing a steady stream of energy to the Stitch Monster, prompting it to recover from its minor injuries.
Upon seeing this, the Imperial Army and the players seemed to be in a difficult predicament.
There was a soft sound, and the flying cards crossed the line of sight, and then the figure of Polaris suddenly appeared in front of a suture monster. He held a small hand crossbow in his hand, and with a few clicks, he shot out several red rays of light, hitting the opponent.
Several arms of this suture monster disappeared out of thin air, and strange bite wounds appeared on its body.
"It works!"
"Brother Beizi is awesome!"
"To defeat the BOSS, you still have to rely on Brother Beizi's output!"
The players shouted excitedly.
Ang——
The heads on the Stitch Monster screamed together, emitting a strange and majestic howl. Blood rained from the sky continuously, watering its huge body, and soon new arms grew on its body.
The players' originally happy mood fell to the bottom again.
Stitch Monster used his newly grown arm to swoop down a few times and almost knocked Polaris out of the air. Fortunately, he flew out of the card immediately and changed his position, thus avoiding being killed.
"Abei, is there any other way?"
"Our damage is too low and we can't even break through the defense... This big guy is not afraid of the crowd tactics at all."
Dongyang and Chenxi came to Polaris and said in a deep voice.
Polaris looked at the Stitch Monster still wreaking havoc, but shook his head helplessly.
Several members of the high-playing team couldn't help but show headaches.
At this moment.
In the camp at the rear.
The circus cadres have returned, and they stand quietly behind the leader, looking at the battlefield in the distance together.
As the rain of blood got heavier and heavier, Antonio suddenly sneezed and his eyes gradually became bloodshot. He shook his head a few times and said to the boss in a deep voice:
"Mr. Jack, Anton feels a little uncomfortable... His body feels like something is about to grow. It's very itchy and uncomfortable... Anton wants to kill and vent."
Chen Lun looked back at the cow thoughtfully.
I guessed in my mind that the ritual arranged by the other party might have unintentionally triggered the magic holy sword in Anton's body, which caused it to show some symptoms of discomfort.
‘Forget it, it’s not easy for players to deal with such enemies at this stage...’
Immediately, he nodded, chuckled, touched Anton's forehead affectionately and said:
"In that case, let's go play."
"Thank you, Mr. Jack."
Antonio hummed with joy, danced a "tap dance" on all four legs for five seconds, and then rushed out.
Floy and the rest of his men continued to remain silent, watching as the figure of the cow gradually disappeared into the curtain of blood. (End of chapter)