Chapter 310: Immortal Luo En, with boundless magical powers!

In the mountains of Arcadia.

The indignant expedition team followed the guidance of several veteran hunters and followed the traces left by the monsters.

It seemed that because of the changes brought about by the beast disaster, the thorns and poisonous weeds along the way were abnormally lush. Just by walking a few steps, you would step on the white bones of animals and humans under the dead branches and leaves, and the dried blood was irrigating the land.

Looking at the shattered remains of the victims around them, some were silent, some were afraid, and some were filled with indignation.

Ever since the [Beast Plague] spread, the entire Arcadia has been plunged into dire straits. Many villagers who did not have time to evacuate to the city even suffered the tragedy of having their entire village massacred.

And now, the blood debt committed by the monsters has increased.

The sturdy fir trees along the way reached straight into the sky, and their tangled and slanted branches blocked most of the celestial light, leaving only thick darkness and blood.

Loen, who was in the team, walked while frowning in thought, and his eyes habitually looked around, paying attention to the situation nearby.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a huge shadow passing through the diffuse fog, and seemed to be heading straight towards him. He immediately shrank his pupils slightly, and at lightning speed he pulled Medea in front of him behind him.

"roar!"

A violent roar exploded in the forest, and a pair of blue-black scaly claws pounced forward with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Wyvern?

Loen narrowed his eyes slightly, the divine power in his body surged, he grabbed the bronze spear he was carrying and threw it forward.

The spear pierced through the air at lightning speed, tearing apart the hard scales protecting the heart under the pterosaur's neck from a tricky angle.

Amidst a violent roar of ether, a huge penetrating wound exploded, and the dragon beast's terrified wailing and struggle came to an abrupt end. Fragments of its internal organs mixed with blood flowed out of the gap, falling straight into the woods with a dull roar.

The crisis was resolved, and everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Atalanta's erect cat ears trembled slightly and her face froze slightly.

"There's more to come! A lot more!"

As the warning sounded, a large group of two-legged flying dragons rushed out from the thick and violently surging blood mist.

Atalanta narrowed her emerald eyes and silently prayed, then shot two arrows into the air.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, a large magic array with gold and silver celestial bodies as its core was activated and generated. The divine light of the sun and the moon condensed into thousands of light arrows in an instant, which fell like a meteor rain within the range covered by the magic array.

The thick fog along the way was like cold water poured on a red-hot iron sheet, steaming with a hissing sound, and a lot of it turned into green smoke and dissipated.

Hundreds of roaring wyverns were pierced through the scales, torn apart the wing membranes, and shattered into limbs and skulls by the continuous rain of starlight arrows, and they crashed amidst screams.

Although the wyverns in the sky were almost cleared, the crowd did not relax at all.

Because at this moment, the ground beneath their feet was shaking violently, the trees in front of them were broken and fell down, and the sound of thunder could be heard.

There were screams and roars coming from the exploring team ahead, and the rising magic bullets and the shot arrows exploded sharply in the air.

In the thick fog, a terrifying shadow, more than 20 meters high and as majestic as a hill, showed its hideous outline.

It has three heads: a lion, a goat, and a giant snake, and its hair, as hard as steel needles, can repel attacks from all directions.

Chimera, the king of the three-headed monster?

Looking at the unique monster that looked exactly the same as in his memory, but whose aura was very different, Loen's eyes flickered.

As expected, the cause of this [beast disaster] is closely related to Typhon's divinity.

The monsters and animals in the mountains of Arcadia were probably infected and eroded by the divinity of the Demon Ancestor, which is why they became violent and aggressive, and gradually evolved into the appearance of the descendants of Typhon.

And if things go as expected, the source of the infection is in the mountains of Arcadia, and it’s not far from here.

Just as Loen was thinking, the three-headed monster king, Qimei, raised his head and roared, and the ground in front of him shook more and more chaotically.

One, two, three...

Tens, hundreds, thousands...

A moment later, groups of demon wolves and demon pigs of all sizes emerged from the mud, from behind the bushes, from the caves, through the thick fog, forming a mad wave and charging towards them.

Looking at this massive counterattack, everyone's eyes focused, with more caution and seriousness in their eyes.

"Shieldmen and spearmen, move forward! Magicians, use terrain interference to delay the impact!"

"Archers fire two rounds of volleys! Spear throwers are responsible for disrupting the frontal formation!"

"Priests and restoration warlocks are ready to rescue!"

Hippomenes, the commander, remained calm in the face of danger, drew his sword and swung it down, giving orders in an orderly manner.

The crusaders spontaneously gathered to respond, and curse bullets, arrows, and javelins whizzed forward.

The monsters that rushed up in large numbers were either nailed to the ground or blown into pieces.

"puff!"

Loen raised his hand and pulled out the spear from the eye socket of a demon pig. He tilted his eyes to the right, then clamped the spear under his armpit, thrust forward his chest, and directly pierced a jumping demon wolf through.

In just a few breaths, dozens of monster corpses appeared around him.

But even so, there were still more and more magical beasts rushing out from the mountains.

Facing the monsters that rushed up again and again, the heroes were like isolated islands on the sea, splitting the waves time and time again and standing firm.

Seeing that the attack had been going on for a long time without success, the Chimera in charge of the dispatch finally couldn't hold back any longer, and with a roar, he lowered his head and rushed towards the line of the crusaders.

After withstanding several rounds of attacks from the monsters, the confidence of the teams in the front row soared. Unable to contain their excitement, they moved closer from the side and rushed forward to try to intercept.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

However, the divine power and sturdy shields that they were proud of were as fragile as paper when facing this chimera.

Several confident crusaders wailed and flew backwards, falling to the ground spitting blood, their sternums sunken.

There were two unlucky guys who happened to fall in the path of the charging monsters. Before they could stand up, they were torn into pieces and trampled into meat paste by the surging tide of beasts.

Seeing this, the conquerors who had been so proud of themselves just now couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They immediately became extremely cautious and didn't dare to rush forward to confront the Chimaera head-on.

"roar!"

The Chimera, who had experienced a fierce battle, became extremely ferocious. It glared at everyone sinisterly with its blood-red eyes, lowered its head and opened its mouth, biting half of the body of a seriously injured Divine Blood Hero.

Snap!

There was a crisp and sharp cracking sound, and the big mouth chewed the flesh and bones and swallowed them whole. Sticky red liquid dripped from the corners of its mouth.

Looking at the bloody eating scene, several younger God Blood heroes turned pale and their hands holding weapons were shaking.

Seeing that the monster was charging towards them after tasting the blood, the archers immediately infused their divine power frantically and shot arrows to stop it; several spearmen also ran forward and shot their spears.

However, whether it was arrows, javelins, or even the magicians' curse bullets, they were all bounced off by the Chimera's hard fur, failing to cause much effective damage on it, but instead further stimulating its ferocity.

“Get out of the way!”

With a dull roar, a tall and burly figure rushed out of the camp and headed straight for the Chimera.

Dozens of magical beasts of all sizes pounced on it, trying to tear the arrogant two-legged beast to pieces.

However, a dazzling blue halo vibrated, and these magical beasts that seemed difficult to deal with in the eyes of others were instantly transformed into spurting blood mud.

Organs, broken bones, brain matter, and tendons were thrown in all directions, becoming scarlet raindrops that painted the surroundings in a hideous color.

Under the cover of blood and thick fog, the three-headed monster king Chimera has also accelerated and charged to the front of the battle.

"Bang!"

Amidst the dull explosion, distorted light patterns spread out, and dozens of trees near the battle were turned into flying wood chips, and layers of soil were lifted up.

Two figures, one big and one small, flew backwards.

Half of the Chimera's body was blown into pieces, and the figure who stood up staggeringly from the pile of corpses laughed heartily, took the wine jug from his waist, and drank a few gulps happily.

The wine flowing from the corners of his mouth fell on his tangled muscles, reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting a sacred sense of power and intoxication.

Seeing that the saint successfully killed the leader of the monster, the believers of the Dionysus cult couldn't help but praise him in unison.

"Holy, holy, holy, my Lord Dionysus, who was and is and is to come! Your glory is all over the earth!"

A person who was hiding at the back of the team seemed to hear the shouts of "Old Immortal XX, you have infinite power". His face turned red and he started coughing violently.

It's not wrong to flatter someone, but at least you should pay attention to the occasion.

(End of this chapter)