Chapter 430: The Land of Flesh and Blood

Malcolm waved his hand, and two huge bone spears immediately condensed around him.

After the two bone spears condensed into shape, they stabbed towards Herag at a very fast speed.

Herag's figure disappeared with a flash of lightning, and the bone spears immediately pierced the ground deeply.

If he was pierced by these two bone spears, Herag felt that even his Titan Power Armor might not be able to withstand it.

The speed of these two bone spears was also somewhat beyond Herag's expectations. His current speed was much faster than usual, and he just managed to dodge them.

If he changed to his normal form, it would probably be difficult to dodge them.

Malcolm looked at the two bone spears piercing the air, and then looked at the flashing lightning on Herag's body, wondering what he was thinking.

Herag's mind moved, and the storm shield in his left hand immediately grew larger.

Then, the lightning on his body flashed more and more fiercely, and all his strength gathered in his right fist.

He is no longer the same as before, and he doesn't need to run away with his head in his arms anymore.

Malcolm felt the breath of Herag, and his face gradually became a little solemn.

Herag's figure suddenly disappeared, but Malcolm did not hear any movement, nor did he feel any breath fluctuations.

The next moment, there was a loud noise behind him, which was the sound of a fist cutting through the air at a very fast speed.

When Malcolm reacted, it was too late, Herag's speed was too fast.

Although he sensed it a moment before the fist arrived, it was too late to make any reaction.

Whether it was mobilizing the body or mobilizing magic power, there was not enough time.

Herag's huge body appeared behind Malcolm, and the surface of the huge fist was shining with electric light, and it hit Malcolm's neck with great force.

The fist penetrated Malcolm's neck without hindrance with unstoppable force, and his head rolled directly to the ground.

This was the case when Herag controlled the power for a while, and he wanted to keep Malcolm's head intact.

Otherwise, the body near the fist would be crushed into meat.

Malcolm's headless body fell to the ground with blood all over the ground, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

Herag looked at the body and observed it carefully.

He did not relax his vigilance, lest he fail to kill it completely.

Herag looked at it for a while and found nothing unusual, then clenched his fist again, ready to make another cut, and then burn it with fireball.

At this moment, the headless body on the ground changed a little and became a pool of meat mud.

The pool of meat mud rushed forward quickly and condensed into a humanoid creature on the spot.

After the face became clearer, Herag recognized that this was Malcolm.

Malcolm quickly condensed into his original appearance, and his body was covered with a layer of blood-colored skin. He said in a deep voice: "Very good, you made me lose a life. If it weren't for the Heart of Fear to bear this blow for me, I would have died in your hands."

"Heart of Fear..."

Herag didn't know what this was, and could only guess that it was a magical weapon with similar functions to the scapegoat.

After Malcolm was covered with blood-colored skin, his aura changed instantly, and his magic power increased wildly.

In just a moment, his magic power was far beyond that of ordinary crystallized wizards.

Herag even felt that this magic power was almost the same as that of a second-level wizard.

Malcolm stepped on the ground, and the area under his feet began to turn blood red.

A closer look showed that the ground there had turned into wriggling flesh and blood.

"The soil turns into flesh and blood, what kind of spell is this?" Herag observed this phenomenon and found that the blood-red ground was still spreading and expanding.

Although he didn't know what this spell was for and what it was used for, he knew that he couldn't let it develop like this, otherwise the consequences might not be good.

Herag looked at Malcolm, kicked his feet and rushed over again.

Malcolm casually released countless bone spears and blood-red claws to hinder Herag's progress.

But Herag was too fast now. Although he was huge, he was quite flexible and easily penetrated through the gaps of the bone spears and blood claws.

In the blink of an eye, Herag appeared in front of Malcolm and punched Malcolm's head again with a huge fist.

After Malcolm was covered with blood-colored skin, his speed and strength had been greatly improved.

But despite this, he still couldn't avoid Herag's fist. The speed of the two was not at the same level at all.

Herag's fist swung, and Malcolm's bloody body exploded directly, turning into countless flesh and blood splashing everywhere.

He didn't leave any room this time, and he didn't plan to leave Malcolm's head.

Herag believed that for a difficult person like Malcolm, he had to be completely killed and couldn't be given any chance.

After Malcolm's body was blasted into powder, Herag still frowned. He felt that Malcolm was still not dead.

Herag looked down at his feet. The ground made of flesh and blood had spread out and was still expanding.

These flesh and blood seemed to be breathing, rising and falling rhythmically.

At this time, Malcolm's voice came from the ground around him: "You can't kill me. This battle is doomed from the beginning. You will lose. You can kill a person, but you can't kill a piece of land."

Malcolm's voice was full of pride and pride. This piece of flesh and blood was obviously one of the spells he studied.

Herage quickly observed the flesh-and-blood land under his feet. This flesh-and-blood land had an area of ​​about two thousand square meters and a depth of seventy or eighty meters.

These flesh and blood seem to belong to Malcolm's body, and contain extremely high magic power inside.

Herage thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that this piece of land is Malcolm. If you want to kill him, you must kill this entire piece of flesh and blood, and you must not let go of any trace of flesh and blood.

Herage raised his hand and punched the ground violently.

After the fist touched the flesh and blood ground, a lot of the force was absorbed and buffered by the flesh and blood.

But because the fist was too powerful, a huge pit still appeared here.

Herage frowned as he looked at the big pit. He found that the flesh and blood he had broken slowly merged into the earth, and soon returned to its original state.

A lot of flesh and blood has been bombarded into powder and shredded meat, but will still automatically merge into the earth.

Hellage now finally understood why Malcolm said he couldn't kill him. Unless he could make such a large area of ​​flesh and blood disappear at once.

Otherwise, as long as a little bit is left, Malcolm will not die.

While Herage was thinking, countless bone spears and blood claws were gathering around him, at least hundreds in number. (End of chapter)