Chapter 882 113. Rotted Mud Monster
The mages stood in the front row and began to cast spells at the same time.
Active magic power surged outside the forest, and the low-level mages first released a large area of greasy spell that bordered each other.
The senior mage continued to chant and created a fireball that made their faces flicker.
The rotten mud monsters have no form, so they will not slip, but they are still crawling slowly on the grease like a dense spider web.
When they all climbed up to the range of the greasy spell, fireballs shot out one after another, exploding on the abominable form of the rotten mud monster, and then ignited the greasy spell, trees and grass, making the two spells have the effect of one plus one greater than two.
The burst of flames instantly illuminated the night sky over the woodland.
The prisoners bombed wildly, the woods burned wantonly, and the excited faces reflected were like arsonists.
These evil people don't even care about human life, let alone protecting forests and nature, things that only druids can do.
The rotting ooze monster was suppressed. No flesh and blood can stop the flames and high temperatures...
When Annan thought the battle was decided, the groups of rotten mud monsters that exploded, twisted, and scattered under the light of the flames suddenly began to surge and squirm and converge in one place.
The huge black shadow awakened in the flames, and an indescribable stench other than the smell of smoke began to fill the air, like roasted tadpoles.
It was a smell that was a mixture of rot, stench and germs. The smell gave everyone present nightmares for a long time.
The mage who was in poor physical condition was already coughing and retching. Realizing that this was some kind of attack, the mage released the purification technique.
In the flames, the behemoths gathered by countless rotten mud monsters are no longer scattered and weak individuals. The huge, terrifying body, covered with disgusting cracks and pustules, stood among the burning woods.
"They are gathering! We'd better retreat first!" Lloyd said loudly to Annan.
“Can’t beat it?”
Annan stared at the giant rotten mud monster that was higher than the canopy of the tree and had reached a height of more than ten meters and was still growing.
It is not easy to mess with, but there are three archmages and hundreds of spellcasters on its side.
"But it's still devouring other believers! We'd better let the burning forest delay and consume it."
Just when Annan made up his mind to retreat temporarily, Black Widow suddenly said: "I have a spell book that can suppress that monster!"
"Where is it?"
"I Keep it with you, I have a condition," Black Widow said to Lloyd and Big's different expressions.
"What?"
Annan was not surprised that Black Widow would make conditions at this time. He was ready to betray a hug or a kiss, or even pay more.
"I want to lead a team!"
"Okay, deal with it, and you can pick a team of hundreds."
Black Widow first cast a spell to open a void - no wonder she said I have a spell book, and the void is the most suitable place to hide things - as long as I am not unlucky enough to encounter a passing void dragon.
Reaching out to retrieve the spell book hidden in the void, Black Widow opened the spell book: "Let all mages release fire magic. If the magic power is not enough, continue the greasy spell."
The order is conveyed Suddenly, the paused mages began to cast spells again. At the same time, as the black widow chanted, a fire spell blessing rune that required the archmage to prepare for several days instantly appeared above everyone.
This is the benefit of the spell book. Any spell that exists in the spell book can be cast instantly.
Annan got a spell book from Michael, but it was a filthy book.
Thick magic fluctuations filled the surroundings. The fireball technique, which was originally only as big as a human head, was enlarged to the thickness of a bucket, and the fire wall, which was originally three meters high, expanded to five meters high. There is no creature that fire cannot purify, and if there is, the fire is not big enough.
Hot flames shot out from the hands of the mages, like fire dragons. Annan's cheeks were burned hot, and the burning forest dyed the night sky red.
Regardless of their results, just because of the movement that could be clearly seen hundreds of miles away, no one suspected that they were being lazy.
Under the continuous fire spell bombardment, the giant rotten mud monster could no longer maintain its huge size by gathering. The twisted shell quickly blackened, shrunk, and carbonized. It struggled silently and miserable, and finally disappeared in the sea of fire.
The disgusting stench gradually dissipated as it disappeared.
When the flames finally extinguished, only a charred ruin was left on the cold forest floor.
"Send scouts up to see if there are any survivors."
There is little vegetation on the short mountain, so there is no need to worry about the burned woods burying them together, if they are still alive.
"Well done." Annan praised.
Although retreating does not mean failure, solving it in one go can greatly improve the morale of these prisoners.
Annan kept his promise and let Black Widow choose her own people.
Not long after, the scout came back through the scorched woods. Said that no survivors were found, only a pile of armor and clothes stained with rotten flesh...
Either that elite team was eaten away, or turned into these monsters.
"Take these clothes back and use them as evidence."
They did a good job, but Annan still has to be wary of some malicious frame-ups of "the evil army killed the hostages together for convenience" .
"Go back. The Generalissimo probably didn't expect us to finish it so quickly."
After confirming that there were no missing clues, Annan didn't bother to spend a few more hours going back and opened the portal directly. Send them back to the camp and let the prisoners, including the three archmages, have a good rest.
Ask them again in the daytime what the rotten mud monster is.
……
The current camp of the Evil Legion was once a logging camp. After the demon approached, the merchant ran away with the money, and the mountain city commandeered the lumberyard and gave it to Shadowsong and the others.
Outside the camp, in the woods next to a tree stump, three silent figures appeared one after another.
"Black Widow, you ruined our plan...
The fat figure among them whispered.
"This is different from what was promised..." another person said.
The weak moonlight fell, illuminating the figures of Lloyd and Big, while the last graceful figure still stayed in the shade of the tree.
"I don't know what you're talking about..." Black Widow replied.
"Don't pretend to be confused! We agreed not to take action and put Annan in crisis. Why did you attack secretly?!" Big's suppressed roar spread in the forest.
Who are they? They dare to use dragon eggs for experiments, dare to destroy a whole family of nobles, and dare to imprison princes. How can they obey Annan's words?
The three archmages planned well, circumventing Annan's command, appearing when he was in danger, and forcing him to terminate the devil's contract... But who would have thought that a traitor would suddenly appear in an alliance with the same goal.
Black Widow said casually: "I just think there are some loopholes in the plan... Do you know him?"
(End of this chapter)