"No!!"
The ghastly green soul fire in Grom's (the eldest prince's) eye sockets throbbed violently, emitting a roar of shock and rage.
He had thought that the group of bizarre androids sent by the Rotten Vine Alliance could at least hold off the Seraphim for longer, giving him time to break through or seize the treasure, but he never expected them to be so easily defeated!
The seraph's turning head, its locked killing intent like a chilling declaration of death.
Without further hesitation, Grom roared at Tulu beside him, "Tulu! Blood sacrifice! Now! Give me all the power of the orcs! Quickly!"
Tuluku's face was contorted with fear and anxiety.
He gripped the beast king's arm bone tightly with both hands, rapidly chanting ancient, bloody incantations.
His withered fingers frantically traced lines on his arm bone, attempting to forcibly extract the life force and necromancy of all the transformed undead orcs on the battlefield, as well as the remaining members of the Rotten Vine Alliance, and pour them into Grom for a final desperate attempt!
However, in the next instant, Tulu's cloudy old eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment!
His withered arm trembled from the exertion, but the arm bone did not react at all!
The expected to surge and gather immense death energy... couldn't be extracted at all!
It was as if all sources of energy had been completely cut off by some invisible force!
In the instant that Tulu was stunned and lost in thought!
On the edge of the battlefield, in the area where Mark's squad was located, a sudden change occurred!
"Now!"
Mark gave a low shout, and the black cross he held, which was embedded in the mud, dimmed.
Enzo, Monica, M, and Anna, who were already unable to contain themselves, all had their eyes flash with a sharp light almost simultaneously!
Now that the Seraphim have freed themselves up, it's time for them to reap the rewards!
The group of people transformed into several afterimages as they pounced on the undead orcs whose movements were slowed and stiffened by the influence of the [Forbidden Holy Scripture] domain, and whose bodies were already covered with bewitching blood-red roses!
Enzo's warhammer surged with dark magic, condensing into a massive phantom of the warhammer. The giant warhammer crashed down fiercely, its target being a portion of the undead orcs whose bodies were blooming with blood roses!
Where the hammer passed, the rose, along with the withered flesh and bones below, were pulverized!
An unusual torrent of holy water, a mixture of pure life essence and seven-colored black light, instantly surged into Enzo's body.
His bulging muscles cracked like volcanic rock, with dark red molten lava surging and flowing within the fissures.
Its body swells to five meters tall, its surface covered with an obsidian-like keratin layer, and every step it takes causes the mud to boil and vaporize.
[Extreme Mutation: Dark Lava Giant]!
Monica's figure was like a ghost, her two daggers moving so fast that they were just phantoms. Wherever she passed, the roses growing on the undead orcs, along with the parts of their bodies that were rooted in them, were instantly cut off and peeled away!
Immediately, a pair of wings made of pure shadow pierced his back, their wingspan like blades tearing through the air.
Its entire body was covered in fine, shadowy scales, and scythe-like bone spurs protruded from its joints.
Two curved blades, gleaming with an eerie light, replaced her daggers, and with a slight flap of her wings, she vanished into the shadows.
【Extreme Mutation: Shadow Reaper】!
Instead of lashing, Little Mu's tentacles became like flexible straws, their tips plunging deep into the most lush rosebuds on the undead orc's body!
The tentacles frantically extracted the life force and death energy from the rose along with the life force and death energy below it!
Little Mu's originally soft and sticky body quickly expanded and hardened, and four pairs of wings with different attributes transformed into four streams of light that stretched out!
This time, the newly grown wings of Little Mu are still of the necromancy attribute, but the gray-blue wings have some blood-red patterns on them.
【Ultimate Mutation: Extreme Angel (Fake)】!
Anna didn't attack the orcs directly, but she simply took advantage of the moment when they weren't caught up to unleash a barrage of arrows on the undead orcs and already reaped enough Vampire Roses.
Then the natural magic completely transformed into a deep shadow, and the emerald eyes turned into a pupil-less, pitch-black vortex.
The longbow in his hand twisted and deformed, transforming into a dark, shadowy longbow entangled with thorns.
The shadow scale armor clung to her body, outlining the hunter's silhouette, making her blend into the shadows of the battlefield like a ghost. Even Thranduil would momentarily lose sight of her if he wasn't paying attention.
【Extreme Mutation: Shadow Archer】!
The extreme mutations of the four humans (and beasts) erupted simultaneously in full view of everyone!
A violent and eerie aura surged into the sky, instantly becoming the most conspicuous presence at the edge of the battlefield!
Since Monica advanced her appraiser career, she seems to have gained the right to name special forms. At this moment, the team's extreme mutation form was displayed without any concealment, and naturally everyone present saw it!
None of the people present who possessed any rationality were fools.
These young people are already far more capable than ordinary high-level professionals.
At least they are unlikely to be able to easily control Mark and his group as they used to.
The person who suffered the most at the scene was none other than the eldest prince, who was residing in Grom!
Grom (the eldest prince) witnessed the changes in the others, and the terror in his pale green soul fire almost materialized!
His last trump card, blood sacrifice to replenish his power, was unexpectedly cracked by the opponent in such a bizarre way!
As he looked at the seraph who was aggressively locking onto him and about to unleash a thunderous attack, an unprecedented chill of death gripped him.
"withdraw……"
His hoarse voice trembled slightly as he tried to force his way out.
If absolutely necessary, he had already secretly planned to abandon Grom's body and Turu.
However, just as his soul flame flickered, preparing to abandon everything and escape.
Mutation and regeneration!
The several pieces of giant flesh, scattered in the swamp and charred black by the holy flames, seemed to be completely dead.
In the shadows where no one noticed, it began to wriggle silently, like living asphalt!
They quickly dissolved and coalesced, turning into a pool of sticky, filthy, grayish-white flesh, clinging to the shadows on the ground, like the most venomous snakes, spreading silently and at an incredible speed directly beneath the Seraph!
The seraph's entire attention and divine pressure were locked on Grom, leaving him completely unguarded against the remnant behind him, which originated from his own power but had been desecrated and twisted!
Just as the Seraph's six wings fluttered slightly, and the Holy Flame Sword was about to be swung towards Grom...
Pfft!
The filthy mass of flesh suddenly erupted!
Like a filthy, enormous blanket, still bearing the remnants of dark red blasphemous fire, it instantly enveloped the seraph's radiant figure, composed of pure holy flames, from behind!
The seraph's figure suddenly stiffened!
The viscous fleshy paste writhed and squeezed inwards, while the dark red blasphemous fire clung tightly to the holy flame, emitting a chilling "sizzling" corrosive sound!
The forces of the sacred and the blasphemous are locked in a fierce, annihilating confrontation at point-blank range!
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