Chapter 349 Giant Terror

Latest website: The giant terror is extremely difficult to kill, which is the consensus of everyone in Storm Castle.

In the last round of attacks, Storm Castle opened fire with all its sixty-two psionic cannons, plus a super psionic main cannon, but they failed to stop the approach of the giant terror.

Unlike the small terror, the giant terror's combat ability is almost zero. It has no attack methods except its arthropod claws.

Their spiritual energy is restrained and remains in its body in a stagnant state, which not only gives it a super high defense capability, but also makes its only arthropod claw attack without any threat.

In terms of combat capabilities alone, the Giant Terror is not even as good as ordinary level monsters.

The real threat of the giant terror is itself. Every material that makes up it is highly polluting and corrosive.

In the last round of battle, it was because the giant terror climbed up the castle and got into the psychic cannon. Although the soldiers finally killed them, in the long process, the monsters in its body were destroyed. The black substance caused irreversible corrosion and damage to the cannon.

This resulted in a huge combat power gap in Storm Castle.

It can be said that the source of all disasters is the giant terror.

The most difficult thing about the giant terror is that it is extremely difficult to kill, and in the process of killing it, it will spray pollutants everywhere, destroying the environment and corroding defenses.

There is no monster more disgusting than it. The soldiers affectionately call it the shit-spewing monster. When they encounter it, they will vomit and have diarrhea, their hands and feet will twitch, and they will feel dizzy. They just want to stay in bed and don't want to fight.

Therefore, when this round of attacks occurred, what echoed in everyone's hearts were three words that could not be uttered.

What everyone didn't expect was that Rhodes actually killed it with one blow. There was no long killing process and no shit exploding everywhere. The giant terror's body went limp like a deflated rubber ball.

Those disgusting black substances disintegrated directly and turned into countless black dust and disappeared into the air.

After a few seconds of silence, huge cheers erupted from the walls, towers, and turrets of Storm Castle.

The voices quickly condensed into eight neat words.

"The holy fire will burn forever, and Rhodes will be victorious!"

This loud shout suppressed even the roar of the psychic cannon, and the wall facing Rhodes was filled with cheering warriors.

Xing Ge, who was meditating on the high platform of the castle, was also awakened and asked: "Blade Ge, what happened outside?"

Blade Song bowed and replied: "Your Highness, it's Rhodes. He killed the giant terror. Everyone is cheering for him."

"Oh...it's Brother Rhodes."

Xing Ge's big eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he said no more. He closed his eyes quietly and entered meditation again.

In front of her, there was a bright fire floating, emitting a warm orange light.

A few sparks were flying back and forth between her eyebrows and the flame.

below.

Rhodes killed the giant terror and jumped back and forth. Having reached the ninth level of spiritual power, he could jump dozens of yards in one step. Coupled with the bonus of the Bone Boots on the spiritual impact of footsteps, it only took four to five seconds. He jumped back to the city wall in one step.

He was greeted by even louder cheers, and the warriors on the city wall rushed towards him crazily.

In the battle against giant terrors, long-range attacks are the main means of combat. Melee combatants have a very limited role and can only carry out limited attacks when giant terrors climb the city wall.

Because the pollution around the giant terrors was so serious, they were often forced to leave after only two cuts. The whole battle was as uncomfortable as eating shit.

And Rhodes' method allowed them to see the light of the day that they didn't have to eat shit. The soldiers were extremely excited and eager to embrace their hero.

"go back!"

Ironbeard, the supreme commander of Stormcastle, stopped them.

"Everyone, return to combat positions immediately, otherwise you will be dealt with according to the law of war!"

The flow of people stopped and quickly dispersed, returning to their respective places.

Iron Beard quickly came to Rhodes and asked seriously: "Sir Rhodes, can you still use your ability? If so, how many times can you use it?"

Rhodes thought for a while and answered truthfully: "It should be able to be used many, many times. Soul Explosion... Ahem, 'Grass' does not require much spiritual energy. It consumes more of my mental energy, but its use You need to find a crack in your soul.”

"A break in the soul?"

Armando, the first elder, floated to his side at some point, staring at him closely with the cloudy eyes on his orange-skinned face.

"What is meant?"

Rhodes carefully considered his words.

"It's...well, the hole in the soul, where there is no psychic protection and where the soul's consciousness fails."

Armando said solemnly: "It is the moment when the spiritual energy is interrupted, stagnated and disordered, the soul body cracks, and the monster freezes and freezes."

Tie Xu asked: "Is it a must-kill?"

"Well, so far, there have been no exceptions."

Several commanders around him took a breath of air.

"So strong?"

"What kind of fire is this?"

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Armando said with a gloomy face: "I remember, this is his second fire ability, 'grass'. It is in his information, but it is not detailed. It is written in a rather vague way, and there is no special mark. Point."

A commander said excitedly: "Your Excellency Rhodes has proven that grass can kill giant terrors, and we can make full use of his characteristics in combat next!"

Ironbeard said worriedly: "But the pollution from the giant terror is very powerful. If you approach it frequently..."

Rhodes smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of pollution."

Armando stared at him with turbid eyes: "No one is not afraid of pollution...but he is an exception."

This twist... Rhode almost spit out his breath and coughed: "Sir Armando, it turns out you know."

"certainly."

Armando glanced at him coldly, "Soul Master Priscilla's report is completely credible."

Rhodes smiled and realized for the first time that the First Elder was not so stubborn and annoying after all.

In this way, the combat plan with Rhodes' "Soul Crit" as the core was quickly implemented.

The psychic cannon no longer fires in all directions, but instead turns to focus on one terror.

The volley of thirty psychic cannons quickly exceeded the limit of the giant terror, creating a soul hole, and then Rhodes flew up to kill it.

This efficiency is countless times higher than before.

You know, the giant terror is a very disgusting monster. It has a tough and dirty skin. After being injured, the black substance in its body will burst out and cover its surface, forming a sticky layer of oily film. things.

It is very effective in protecting against attacks and can greatly reduce the force of the subsequent impact.

At the same time, the Giant Terror is very resilient.

Therefore, in battle, there are often situations where effective damage can be caused at the beginning, but the damage gets lower the more you fight, and the monster recovers faster.

But there are problems with concentrated attacks.

Although it can severely damage monsters in a short period of time, a large amount of black material is ejected, which instead forms a strong defense and is not conducive to subsequent attacks.

If it cannot be destroyed, it won't take long for the giant terror to stand up again with its tenacious resilience.

But now with Rhodes, this problem is no longer a problem.

Once the monster was seriously injured, Rhodes flew up, ignoring the black substance with terrifying pollution, and inserted it into its soul hole, killing it.

This is the most perfect fit.

Rhodes has never been so happy. Each giant terror has more than 100,000 souls. He can kill one in tens of seconds. There are at least one or two thousand giant terrors outside the castle. Looking at them, almost all of them are... No end in sight.

Rhodes almost laughed out loud. With so many horrors, how many souls must there be?

If you can kill them all, repairing the dream will no longer be a problem, maybe even the soul of the eighth star will be enough.

However, in the crazy killing, Rhodes also vaguely noticed a trace of irrationality.

Such a giant terror that is so difficult to kill is not even a powerful monster?

Although more than 100,000 souls are a lot, they are only at the level of fierce and super levels.

You know, none of the powerful monsters he encountered in Fanxing Town could withstand the bombardment of thirty psychic cannons.

Maybe this is its innate characteristic.

Rhodes didn't think much and continued to devote himself to killing.

However, as the battle progressed, there were more and more giant terrors, and their efficiency gradually couldn't keep up. It took time for the psychic cannon to adjust its angle, charge energy, and launch.

Sometimes a volley of shots fails to create a flaw, and another round is needed to make up for it.

This will undoubtedly consume more time.

"Oops!"

Ironbeard quickly realized the problem.

If they are not efficient enough, the giant terrors will once again climb the castle and destroy the psychic cannon.

The last thirty psychic cannons were destroyed, and it was only a matter of time before the Storm Castle fell. This was the outermost ring of the Trolian defense line, and the threat was not just the Terror.

"What should we do? Your Excellency the First Elder, the number of giant terrors far exceeds our imagination."

Armando was silent for a few seconds and said: "Call Xing Ge out, open the field, and strengthen the power of fire."

He glanced at the giant terror approaching Chi Chi.

"Leave the approaching horror to me."

Armando jumped onto the city wall, opened his hands, the air began to twist, strong winds gathered from all directions, and a dull whine sounded, like the wind crying.

Rhodes had just killed a giant terror, jumped back to the city wall, and saw something strange about Armando at a glance.

"Isn't this the characteristic of strong winds?"

Rhodes immediately recognized that Lannister, the prostitute, had this characteristic. During the Battle of the Trident, his skill in using wind flexibly was impressive.

However, he had never seen Armando use this trick before.

The whine deepened and turned into a roar.

Rhodes felt the air tremble, as if something huge was approaching.

In front of Armando, a huge air cannon was forming, and he folded his arms as if to support it.

The strong wind was gathering crazily, the air cannon made a ferocious roar, Armando's clothes were flying, spiritual energy surged, surging spiritual energy waves rushed towards his face, and Rhodes felt suffocated - he had not felt this way for a long time. A feeling.

"drink!"

Armando burst out with an astonishing cry, and that violent voice was completely unlike what came from such a thin and small body.

Then there was a huge sonic boom, which almost deafened Rhodes' ears. The super strong wind slapped his face like an iron plate, making his ultra-thin face numb and almost unable to open his eyes.

The air cannon shot through the air in an incomprehensible way.

Rhodes clearly saw that the transparent air stretched rapidly, like a spear stabbing into the nearest giant terror.

The super powerful attack instantly penetrated the giant terror's defense. Its mountain-like body trembled and fell limply. Its thick filthy skin was penetrated, its powerful spiritual energy was interrupted, and a huge hole appeared in its soul. of holes.

Not only that, after the "air cannon" penetrated one terror, it then penetrated the second terror, and its remaining power remained unabated, punching a big hole in the soul of the third terror.

Rhodes was almost stunned, Armando shouted: "Go quickly!"

Rhodes understood immediately, took one step forward, and with the help of the wind, he flew hundreds of yards, directly in front of the horror, and killed it with one hand. He jumped behind it in two steps and killed the two horrors behind it. .

Soulless Soul +110568

Soulless Soul +102988

【Soul of the Great Terror】

good.

Rhodes smiled happily, turned over and jumped back to the city wall.

Armando was leaning on the wall at the moment, looking like an ordinary old man.

Rhodes said happily: "First Elder, I didn't expect you to be so strong. You killed three terror demons with one shot! Thirty psychic cannons are not as powerful as your attack!"

Armando shook his head, looking a little disappointed.

"I'm old, and I can't keep up mentally. It wasn't like this when I was young. Besides, I'm just taking advantage. If you weren't here, my attacks like this would be in vain. The psychic cannon is just difficult to penetrate the giant terror. It's just a defense, and I changed the bombardment to acupuncture, which penetrated its defense more effectively, but it's not much more powerful than the psychic cannon."

Rhodes smiled and said: "Sir Armando, the fact that you can still fight means that you are still young. Storm Castle will not fall as long as you are here."

Armando's cloudy eyes glanced at him and suddenly said: "Boy, don't even think about Xing Ge, I won't let her give birth to your child."

puff!

what are you talking about?

Rhode's whole body was in a mess. That little girl is only 14 years old. I'm not such a beast, right?

Also, why do you associate everything with having a baby? Do you have no other entertainment besides giving birth to children?

Just when he was about to explain, Iron Beard suddenly shouted: "Rhode!"

Rhodes understood instantly and jumped out to kill another Terror.

Immediately afterwards, Armando's second air cannon fired.

This blow was so powerful that it directly penetrated five giant terrors and made Rhodes smile crookedly.

The situation is gradually getting better.

The psychic cannon and Armando complemented each other, and the psychic cannon and air cannon fired one after another, causing the giant terrors to fall to the ground.

Rhodes gave full play to his hard-trained body and footwork, running back and forth on the battlefield crazily, pumping wildly.

Countless soulless souls rushed towards me, and the originally exhausted soul volume continued to explode. The pages of the book of knowledge were so excited that the pages almost fell apart, and they frantically guided the soulless souls to repair the dream.

"Hahaha, so many, so many!"

Rhodes was full of confidence, feeling that as long as he continued like this, not only the souls needed to repair the dream, but also the 700 million souls needed by the eighth star would be enough.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as he thought.

Before Rhodes was happy for a long time, Armando suddenly dropped his chain. He stepped back from the city wall, breathing heavily, and the flashing spiritual light on his body appeared in a chaotic state.

"No, I can't do it anymore, my spirit... is torn apart."

Rhodes was immediately disappointed: "How can this work? Get up, I see you have plenty of psychic energy..."

Iron Beard said angrily: "Rhode! What are you talking about? Mr. Armando is old. It is normal for his soul to decline and his spirit to be weak. Spiritual energy is the power of the soul. Of course it will not disappear, but if he is mentally weak, , how to operate psychic powers?"

"Are you old? Are you mentally weak?"

A flash of lightning flashed in Rhode's mind, and he suddenly remembered an item.

"Tears of the Goddess".

It can effectively drive away pollution and corruption, purify toxins and lift curses.

The decline caused by aging is not obvious. More importantly, the subtle pollution and toxins accumulated in the soul over a long period of time are the culprit of the decline in strength.

"Would it help if you try this?"

Rhodes took out "Tears of the Goddess" and stuffed it into Armando's mouth.

Armando said angrily: "You brat, what are you doing?"

Rhodes asked urgently: "How do you feel?"

Armando's face wrinkled, and he was about to speak when he suddenly froze.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"My body seems to have become lighter? My psychic control has become stronger!"

Armando opened his hands and gathered another air cannon.

boom!

The air cannon flew out and penetrated four giant terrors.

"I can do it again!"

The wrinkles on Armando's face couldn't hide his joy. He quickly raised his spiritual power, activated his special ability, and continuously gathered air cannons. The giant terrors that got close fell to the ground.

"Haha, I can cum again!"

"So many! So many!"

"Die!"

"Armando the Storm is back!"