Chapter 283 Killing the Corpse Lord

The blood-stained life zodiac is the most economical as it gradually improves combat power in battle.

However, the opponent's explosive power was too strong, and Rosaria did not want to be killed instantly, so she adopted this method to increase her combat power.

The momentum surged wildly, and the divine power around her surged toward her like a whirlpool.

"Go to hell!"

Without saying a word, Rosaria swung her sword and killed him.

The ferocious Gluttony Sword quickly enlarged in Chica's eyes, and the sword was still stained with a strong smell of blood.

Chica felt a palpitation inexplicably and quickly raised her hands to defend herself.

However, something horrifying happened. The Gluttony Sword cut through the rotten corpse's hard arm as easily as it sliced ​​through tofu. What's even weirder is that Chica watched helplessly as her arm was cut off, but before her hand hit the ground, it turned into a line of blood and was absorbed by the Gluttony Sword.

"What, this is impossible!" Chika's pupils were shaking.

"No nonsense, you should be in the grave, oh no, you should be eaten."

Rosaria smiled horribly, with a ferocious elegance, and launched an attack decisively.

Countless sword shadows flashed through the air, followed by thunderous explosions and slashing attacks.

Chica immediately mobilized all her strength, poured energy into her feet, and left the slashing range as quickly as possible.

"Boom!"

Debris flew everywhere and the floorboards cracked.

Chika dodged a few times and just stood still when he was shocked by the cracks that were more than ten meters long on the stone slab. He didn't expect that corrupt creatures and humans mixed together would actually possess such powerful power.

If that fierce blow just now hits, it will definitely cause huge damage.

"Fortunately, I escaped. Haha, the magical skill is really unusual." Chika said with a strange smile.

"Oh?" Rosaria raised her eyebrows, "Who told you that this is a magical skill? It's just an ordinary sword swing. This move is a magical skill."

Say it.

Rosaria's divine power boiled: "Second-level magical skill, endless slashing!"

Countless waves of sword energy more than ten meters wide swept through the rich blood energy and slashed out layer by layer.

Seeing the grayness in front of him, Chica said in confusion: "Huh?"

Chica wanted to continue retreating, but turned around to see Asuna holding a spear, and the ferocious dragon wolf beside her, staring at him with hateful eyes.

"Second level divine skill, extremely cold killing spear!"

The two unreasonably powerful attacks were like meteorites breaking through the atmosphere, with full visual effects.

The green bricks on the ground were lifted layer by layer, rolled into the air, and then annihilated into powder.

"Stop it, Rosalía, I'm your uncle..."

Chica's cry was directly drowned in the overbearing explosion glare.

Field hid in a distant house to peek, and was almost blown out by the violent energy ripples. When he stood still again, his hair had turned into a cool afro.

"Cough cough cough."

After the aftermath, there was dust and scattered ashes everywhere. Field was arranging his hair while anxiously observing the situation.

A strong gust of wind hit, and the dust was immediately blown away. Tisifa propped herself up, covered in blood, but the fighting spirit in her eyes was burning. She picked up a bloody dog ​​head, threw it aside and said, "My lord, I'm glad you didn't disgrace your life."

The fourth-level carrion dog was killed by Alison and Tisifa together.

"Allison has already gone to help." Tisifa flexed her fingers and flicked the sword in her hand, making a nice sword cry. "I believe we can take down the Lord of the Corpses soon. Let's wait for a while." ”

"Um."

Field nodded. There were three second-level Chosen Ones, which was enough to win Chica, even if it had Starry Night City's home field advantage.

In the center of the Starry Night City battlefield, Chika was in a miserable state. There was almost no good piece of flesh on his body. His whole body was blown to the point of almost losing his human shape. His whole body was covered with death energy and frost. But the magical thing was that corrupt energy was constantly pouring into it. in vivo.

When it opened its eyes, it saw three chosen ones, staring at him eagerly. Chica knew that he would die. He opened his cheekless mouth and said unwillingly: "Rosalia, what is it that makes you betray and become corrupt!"

"My lord's body temperature." Rosaria smiled jokingly, "At least, I will have a way out, instead of being abandoned here like you."

"Okay, okay." Chica almost choked to death.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, so go to hell."

Under the combined efforts of everyone to surround and kill him, the Carrion Lord barely raised his hand twice, but his strength was quickly drained, and he felt like the world was spinning.

"I'm not willing to give in! I've obviously gained true immortality!"

Unable to fight back, Chica could only burst into miserable howls.

The howl sounded like magic, reaching the castle deep in the gray mist.

The woman lying in the coffin slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her slender white arms, and pushed the heavy stone coffin away lightly.

"Pure White, Chica, the minister of the border that I canonized, is going to die. Acorn, Ofili and Rosalia who stayed in the Night Territory have all lost their consciousness. Is this how you command the Corrupted Legion?"

The woman turned her head, and her long, smooth hair, like a waterfall, fell lazily, covering the slender waist of the big rabbit and willow.

"Oh? Are they all dead? That would be great. I will be able to share less food in the future. The only pity is that I didn't get to eat them."

Chunbai sat on a bronze statue of a lion and swayed his calves: "The Night Territory is easy to attack and difficult to defend. It is perfect to throw it out as bait. The three outer collars need to be abandoned. The corrupted creatures produced there are even more fragile. , has no use value.”

"Without value?" The woman in the coffin, her eyes shining like the finest emeralds, said, "I hope the decision is right and not a joke."

Chunbai played with the music box in her hand and felt the murderous intent. She was happy and not afraid: "A good child will not question the superior."

"Hmm."

The woman stepped out of the coffin without comment and walked out on cat steps. She was all white and trembling from time to time.

The whole person exudes charm.

"What corruption requires is attack, killing, and constant attack and constant killing. Rather than conspiracy, we must quickly kill all the lives in the world. There is no time to waste any more."

"There's no need to rush, the superiors have their own plans." Chunbai said with a smile, "If we don't pursue change, we will just keep banging our heads against the wall of humanity and repeat the same mistakes. Wisdom is as important as strength."

"Acquiring wisdom is not a good idea. I would rather abandon everything and only retain strength." Taking a deep breath, the woman seemed to compromise, "Try it, but I will kill the person who occupies the Night Territory with my own hands, and I will taste him well. of despair.”

Chunbai covered her mouth and smiled harmlessly: "No problem, dear lady, put on some clothes before going out. Although it does not affect your defense, the corrupted monsters I raise may move when they see you like this. The idea is to let you have a baby or something, um, maybe a whole litter."

"You should also sleep more." The woman flicked her hand, and her divine power immediately weaved a thin sheer garment and put it on, "If I open your brain now, it will definitely be empty."

other side.

Rosaria cut off the rotten lord's neck with a sword, and the resentful dragon wolf also rushed forward, tearing off half of the rotten corpse's body and throwing it around as if to vent its anger.

On the south wall of Starry Night City, a large number of burning corpses rushed to the top of the city wall from the previously dug holes.

The soldiers of the Night Territory blocked the passage, and the two sides strangled each other crazily in the blocked city wall passage.

"No retreat is allowed. The second team continues to attack. Slaves, hurry up and boil the water and load the crossbows. Anyone who wants to escape will be sent to hell!"

Shanmao shouted until his throat became hoarse. He had already killed three slaves. His eyes unconsciously glanced into the city and silently prayed: Sir, we must win.

Just then, a shrill roar was heard.

The ordinary carrion that was attacking like crazy suddenly collapsed like a headless fly, turning into a pile of loose sand, hacking around in confusion, and then running around randomly. The rotting corpses under the corner no longer crawled into the holes.

The remaining thousands of rotting corpses no longer pose a threat to the army.

The rotting corpses crashed into the fire, were burned to death, or pushed and trampled on each other. Only a few still wanted to attack humans, but the scattered rotting corpses were no match for the army.

After pushing the rotten corpse out of the passage of the city wall and blocking the passage, the soldiers on the wall all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he fell to the ground in a mess, and his body had no strength at all.