Aka's hard skull, hair, and muscle fibers seemed to have turned into flowing mud.
Flowing silently and collapsing.
Forming a terrifying inward-facing pit.
This process is not completed instantly, but with a slow and terrifying sticky feeling.
A-Ka’s dilated pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme.
A hoarse wail that exceeded human limits, mixed with extreme pain and despair, erupted from his throat!
The voice seemed to come from the deepest depths of hell, filled with the fear of one's own existence being completely distorted.
His body seemed to have been stripped of all support.
Bound by the vines, it collapsed and folded down in a strange, soft posture that violated the human body structure.
During this process, his skin did not break, but everything inside quickly softened under the erosion of dark magic.
He could still perceive and feel, and his five senses seemed to be sharper than before!
He could clearly feel his body losing its shape little by little, turning into a pool of warm and sticky special substance wrapped in his skin!
"Next!"
Enzo's voice was cold, without a trace of mercy, only a frenzy of judgment and sadism fueled by dark magic.
He walked towards Patton, whose arms were twisted and still twitching.
The memory fragments that Mark had invaded into him just now had awakened him, and his strength was indeed stronger than others.
At least from his eyes, it can be seen that the thieves' leader is now sober.
Patton seemed to sense the approaching despair that was more terrifying than death.
He made a hoarse sound of begging for mercy in his throat and tried to move his body.
"Don't worry, Boss Blood Claw, it will be your turn soon!"
Enzo grinned, and the hammer fell again, hitting Patton's spine accurately.
The same scene happened again.
Patton's burly body collapsed silently from the middle, like a house with its main beams removed.
His hideous face with a scar was completely distorted by unimaginable pain.
His eyeballs were about to burst out, and the only sound in his throat was the dying gasp like a broken bellows.
Next came the hammer brute, the dual-blade rogue, the healing mage, the rogue...
Enzo is like a cold craftsman, using his forging hammer that exudes an ominous dark aura.
"Knocking" these sinful souls one after another.
Every time the hammer fell, it was accompanied by a hair-raising "puff" sound of melting and a brief but extremely shrill howl.
Every time the hammer fell, a living body lost its support under the influence of dark magic.
Like soft mud kneaded by invisible hands, it collapsed into a flesh-mud package that was no longer human-shaped on the dragon-scale ground of the swamp.
The air was filled with an indescribable strange sweet smell, as if internal organs were melted by high temperature.
Anna's face turned slightly pale and she turned her head away.
Even the elves who had experienced brutal battles felt a strong discomfort when faced with this slow and strange "melting" torture.
But she pursed her lips and didn't stop.
Monica held Xiao Mu in her arms, her eyes under the hood looked normal as she quietly watched Enzo's "work".
Xiao Mu seemed to have also felt the negative aura of the dark magic and the intense pain of death. His pink eyes moved restlessly, and he made a slight "mumu" sound as he looked at Mark who was supported by Monica.
Enzo stopped only when the last thief completely "melted" in the pain of consciousness into a pool of warm, slightly undulating mud that could barely make out a human shape.
He stood there, his chest heaving violently, his breath filled with thick white mist.
The light on the dark rune forging hammer slowly went out, and the sticky dark matter on the hammer head slowly seeped into the hammer body and disappeared into thin air.
He looked down at his hammer, then at the pools of "rotten mud" on the ground that were still twitching slightly. A trace of confusion seemed to flash in the depths of his eyes...
And the empty pleasure after violence.
The usually talkative dwarf was unusually silent at this moment, with only his heavy breathing echoing in the silence.
"call……"
Mark let out a long breath, forcibly suppressing the severe pain and those disgusting fragments of memory that were still churning in his mind.
He glanced at Enzo, who was obviously in a bad state, and frowned slightly, but now was not the time to go into details.
Just then—
“Wuhum——!”
A humming sound of energy, a hundred times clearer and heavier than before, like the beating of the heart of an ancient giant beast, suddenly came from the direction of Wulong Lake!
The entire Dragon Scale Wetland seemed to tremble!
The thick, pale green miasma was stirred by an invisible force and madly rolled back towards the center of the lake, forming a huge vortex of airflow visible to the naked eye!
The sky had grown darker at some point, with thick, low-pressure clouds and faint, dark red lightning silently streaking through the depths of the clouds, casting an eerie shadow over the entire Rotten Dragon Swamp.
The pressure mixed with majestic death energy, dark magic and... a faint but extremely pure holy light aura, spread out from the center of the lake like a real tsunami!
Mark felt a tightness in his chest, and the magic power in his body instinctively became violently agitated, as if he had met an old friend whom he was eager to see!
"The ceremony is progressing...faster than expected!"
Monica's voice was quite solemn. She looked towards the center of the lake, the lines under her cloak tense.
Anna also felt the suffocating pressure, and her elf instinct made her heart palpitate.
"Time is running out!" Mark made a decisive move, his voice firm and resolute, suppressing both his physical and mental discomfort. "Monica! Anna! Activate the extreme mutation program immediately! Enter as many as you can! Xiaomu, protect them!"
He knew very well that their current state was far from enough to face the impending arrival of the "Lord of Bones" and the hidden power behind the Enlightenment Society!
Not to mention the large number of people that may exist in the Enlightenment Society, just the Asian dragon man Spin Campbell is enough to give them a hard time.
It was a pity that they were rushing all the way to arrive at the opening ceremony of the Enlightenment Society in advance, and did not dare to look for monsters on the way to hunt for the unusual holy water.
As for these thieves... their strength is too weak, and their life energy is no match for the monsters.
Mark hadn't even considered growing vampire roses on them.
Now they must enter the mutation state as quickly as possible, even if they can only obtain partial mutation power!
"Enzo, follow me and prepare to fight! Xiaomu, protect Mark!"
Monica leaves Mark in the care of Xiao Mu.
This is deep in the Corrupt Dragon Swamp. As long as they don't deliberately use their perception to avoid the monsters in advance.
In fact, the ubiquitous low- and mid-level monsters can become their necessary nourishment at any time.
Now that Mark was not in good spirits, it was natural for him to let Xiao Mu take him as a mobile buff initiator, and the task of making abnormal holy water could be left to the three of them.
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