Chapter 813 "Monster"

Nightingale's eyes suddenly opened up.

After witnessing this astonishing scene, the other evil beasts hesitated, no longer frantically besieged her as before, but stopped before with low growls, as if they were afraid of her.

These hybrids feel fear.

The monster hanging from the top of the cave waved its tentacles and roared furiously, but this urging had little effect. The only scythe monster that obeyed its orders was already unable to do what it wanted to do—there were only three surviving ones that could no longer threaten Nightingale's actions. The tight defense line has become fragmented at this moment.

No enemy can stop her anymore.

Nightingale summoned up the little magic power left in her body and rushed towards the center of the dome.

As the distance kept getting closer, she finally understood what the deformity in Fran's mouth meant.

The other party is not so much a living thing as it is a bunch of exposed organs. It has neither skin nor muscle tissue, and the intestines, tentacles, and organs that cannot be named are layered with blood vessels. Stacked together, it looks hideous and terrifying.

The plan to throw the explosives into the monster's mouth was obviously impossible—Nightingale set her sights on the wriggling "meat sac". Although she didn't know if it was a deadly organ of the monster, its position was at least Much deeper than the intestines, and flowing with the radiance of magic power, the explosives will definitely cause more damage when they explode.

As risky as it was, she didn't have the chance to try again.

This duel must be fatal.

The closer she got to the target, the more Nightingale could feel its size. The intricate mass of intestines alone was as thick as a house, and the other internal organs were piled up like a castle.

Yet the castle is alive.

Seeing that the sickle beast couldn't stop her, the monster moved by itself.

Countless slender tentacles shot out from its body, trying to stop the nightingale from approaching. Part of the tentacles are like steel whips, which can tear the rocks apart when they fall; this kind of attack is not too difficult to deal with, as long as you pay attention to the changes in the contours of the tentacles in advance, and use those "fractures" that will appear at any time to avoid them, it will be like passing through a wall. It also penetrates the line of defense it constitutes.

The other kind is much more tricky, a small number of tentacles actually contain magic power, and can display different abilities—those magic lights of different colors are particularly eye-catching in the black and white world, and Nightingale doesn't want to try to take a hit. What's it like, you can only avoid it as much as possible by flashing, which is tantamount to increasing the consumption of your own magic power.

Fortunately, the two are not far apart.

After a few ups and downs, she stepped onto the monster's sturdy body. The latter roared angrily, but for fear of hurting herself, she didn't dare to attack wantonly with its tentacles. Nightingale immediately felt that the pressure on her body had eased a lot. Without hesitation, she opened her backpack, took out a box of explosives, and rushed straight towards the meat sac.

The next action was almost done in one go - pulling out the lead wire, stuffing the smoking explosives and the backpack into the meat bag, then rotating the foggy world, turning the earth back into the sky again, and then kicking with both feet, the whole body People are like arrows leaving the string, falling towards the turbulent underground lake.

The monster also discovered this, and it seemed that it didn't quite understand why the enemy did everything possible to get close but didn't do anything, so it stopped and left. As for the bag, it didn't pose any threat at all in its eyes. For a moment, it even forgot to chase the witch who was leaving quickly, and all its tentacles froze in place.

The mid-air that cannot be leveraged is the most dangerous place in the foggy world. Once it hits the curling airflow contour line when falling, the end will be torn apart. Therefore, Nightingale interrupted her ability and signaled goodbye to the monster above her head.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Roland at this moment.

When testing the power of gunpowder, he often turned his back to the test site, and euphemized that a true warrior never looked back at the explosion. Although this move would always draw eyes from her and Agatha, he enjoyed it, as if he had completed a ritual that only he knew.

Thinking of this scene, Nightingale couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.

But at this moment, she didn't want to imitate the other party's appearance.

It has nothing to do with being a real warrior or not.

She just wanted to see the monster being blown to pieces.

Just when the sound of the interlacing and collision of the lake water and the dark river was clearly discernible, a ball of red light suddenly lit up on the pitch-black cave roof!

In the sunless underground, this ray of light was no less than the light of dawn. The darkness quickly faded, leaving a long shadow behind everything, and for the first time, bright waves appeared on the surface of the lake.

Then came the shocking roar——

In an instant, the entire cave was shaken!

Nightingale clearly saw that under the gorgeous fireworks, the monster's body shrank violently, as if it was in great pain. The "Red Moon" covering the dome suddenly lost half of it, and some organs burst out like a volcanic eruption. The part closer to the explosion point directly ignited a fire and billowed thick smoke.

"Plop!"

Then she fell into the water.

The world instantly quieted down, leaving only the muffled rumble of the heart.

The high-speed swirling water formed a bottomless black hole under her body. The huge suction force was like a giant hand, trying to drag her into the abyss. In the face of such a force, any struggle would be useless.

Fortunately, Nightingale was well prepared.

She released the last bit of magic, summoned the mist again, and then leaped out of the water like climbing a staircase with the help of a spiraling white thread.

At this point, the magic power in her body has been completely consumed, and the sequelae of overusing abilities began to appear. The severe throbbing pain and dizziness rushed to her brain, and the unstoppable trembling of her limbs made her almost unable to control her body. .

Struggling to climb up to the shore of the lake, Nightingale lost even the strength to move. Before her consciousness dissipated, she saw a worm break through the wall, and then a golden figure rushed towards her.

...

"Nightingale...is she alright?" Fran asked worriedly.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the magic power has been exhausted." Agatha checked roughly and handed her over to the Witch of God's Punishment. "You guys will carry her on your back. We'll evacuate from here as soon as possible."

After Nightingale insisted on leaving, everyone decided that as soon as the explosion sounded, no matter what the situation was, they would rush out to join her, lest she be trapped alone. For this reason, all the dry food was stuffed into Fran's stomach. Although there was no guarantee that she would find a way to escape, at least she could crawl with them to the predetermined camping place.

Unexpectedly, the effect of this explosion was astonishingly good. After the roar, not only the worm carrier that penetrated the stone wall stopped moving, but the other evil beasts also scattered and fled.

"Leave it to me." Elena took the unconscious Nightingale with her own hands. After going through this battle, the Taquila survivors showed more respect for the blond witch.

"Don't make up a few more times?" Lightning looked at the struggling and twisted monster on the top of the cave, and said unwillingly, "It doesn't look like it's dead yet."

"The battle of trapped beasts is the most dangerous, and you can bring a box of explosives up there at most, so don't take this risk," Agatha replied in a deep voice, "When the first army is assembled, it will have a dead end sooner or later .”

"Then... well," the little girl hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Just when everyone was about to evacuate, the monster suddenly let out a wail. With this dull and muddy sound, the lake surface suddenly changed.

In the flickering light of the fire, a huge skeleton burst out of the water, spreading a row of rib claws towards the roof of the cave. Even in turbulent water, it remains stable.

The monster loosened the tentacles that fixed its body, and fell straight down from the dome, right into the skeleton—the suddenly sinking skeleton stirred up layers of waves, and a large lake was squeezed onto the shore, even the raging dark river There was a backwash all of a sudden. Then the bone claws closed, wrapping the monster inside like ribs, and then slowly submerged into the lake. The moment the burning flame on its body came into contact with the water surface, billowing white smoke rose, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

At the moment the other party disappeared, everyone saw the densely packed eyes on it—although half of it had disappeared, the remaining eyes revealed strong hatred without concealment.

Then the swirling lake engulfed the monster's figure, as if it had never been there.