Chapter 37-37- Backstab
An unknown amount of time passed, but when the colorful magic particles returned to the void, what came into Yvette's sight were the shattered and charred bodies of the "Mechanical Tyrant" and the "Night Demon".
After landing from the floating state, she checked the remaining magic power in her body and found that there were only about 377 points left. If 100 points of magic power were regarded as the untouchable red line, then there would be 277 points of free magic power left to be distributed. This might not be enough to fight the nest owner "Woodlouse Queen" and the mysterious fog maker.
But fortunately there are supplements.
She walked to the corpse of the "Night Demon" whose head was blown to pieces, drew out the alloy battle blade, and operated it with clumsy movements. With the help of the Wind Control, after a long time, she finally dug out a magic core from the charred abdomen of the corpse.
However, after completing the magic absorption, she couldn't help but frown, thinking that the energy of this magic core was too little, only more than 20 points in total, which was almost enough to fill the gaps between her teeth.
It should be the magic power that the Night Demon did not use up during the battle... So it also indirectly proves that its ability to summon bats is a magic power-consuming technique... she thought.
From this, it can be seen that every third-stage deformer should master at least one special technique, otherwise the magic core would be wasted.
That……
What is the special technique mastered by the Twin Blades Demon? Speed Enhancement?
Without giving it any further thought, she turned around and began searching for the Mechanical Tyrant's magic core. Unfortunately, the Mechanical Tyrant hadn't reached the third stage, so there was no magic core. However, among the scattered scrap metal, there were quite a few salvageable items, such as some functional modules for the magic cannon. She decided to return and inspect them carefully after this was over.
So, after she finished searching the corpses, she summoned a pillar of fire and burned the bodies of the two deformed creatures. After she had thoroughly finished the finishing work, she took off the magic skateboard from behind her, took off again, and sped towards the depths of the fog.
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The last leg of the journey took about half an hour.
It was obvious that the creator of the fog was very reluctant to let the invaders find their location and had been adjusting the route planning. However, Yvette was a rune hacker. Even if she could not interfere with the operation of the magic circle, she could still find clues through spell analysis and identify the correct route forward.
Finally, breaking through a gray area with fog so thick that it was practically tangible, Yvette's eyes suddenly opened up and a strange empty area appeared before her.
——The earth was completely covered by a wriggling purple-red flesh carpet, forming a round isolated island with a diameter of several hundred meters. The surrounding area and the top of the head were surrounded by endless thick fog.
Although the mother nest was not seen, it could be judged from the pulsating flesh and blood on the ground that the mother nest should be nearby.
In addition to this, an even more bizarre creature lurked in the very center of this area—a creature with a huge, gelatinous pale flesh mass on its upper body, and dozens of slender red and white tentacles hanging down and waving in its lower body, which squirmed like intestines. It looked like a terrifying jellyfish that had crawled out of the depths of a nightmare into reality.
After Yvette appeared, a hideous mouth full of sharp fangs appeared in the center of the meat ball, and the surrounding fog also boiled and rolled, as if it felt some kind of tense emotion.
Is this the "fog beast"?
A rune ring appeared around Yvette, and countless elemental strikes turned into dazzling streams of light, bombarding her.
But the jellyfish mist beast was not simple either. It used its tentacles as its feet and moved rapidly on the ground like a nimble cockroach. It dodged Yvette's spell bombardment by the skin of its teeth, and did not forget to shoot out a few tentacles as a counterattack.
During these dodging and counterattacks, Yvette discovered that this jellyfish mist beast was much more difficult to deal with than the "Mechanical Tyrant" and "Night Demon". It was very adept at dodging, causing many of her spells to fail. Unlike the previous two nest guardians, it did not simply stand still and fight, and if it failed, it would die, without any fear.
Even more troublesome was that at this moment, a large number of low-level aberrations emerged from the mist, numbering over a hundred. These aberrations were not woodlice-like in appearance, but each had its own unique characteristics. They seemed to be the last defenders of the mother nest.
The army of woodlice outside may also be rushing back, so we can't waste any more time... Yvette bent slightly, and then her body was surrounded by green air currents, and she rushed towards the jellyfish mist beast like a cannonball.
Of course, she didn't want to draw her sword and engage in close combat like Rosaline did. That was not her forte. She closed the distance with only one purpose, which was to increase the hit rate of the spell and stuff the rune ring into this guy's mouth!
In an instant, without giving the jellyfish a chance to react, she had summoned a large number of rune rings to a close distance. Blood-red tentacles lashed out from all directions, but failed to penetrate the crimson armor's defenses.
The next second, the spell roared, and the four elements of ice, fire, wind, and thunder intertwined like a blooming rainbow! The jellyfish mist beast, which had no time to escape the attack range, immediately had half of its head blown off. It collapsed to the ground, turning into a twitching mass of charred flesh.
Seeing the jellyfish mist beast being killed almost instantly, Yvette's face showed no emotion. So far, she hadn't encountered a third-stage aberration whose defenses she couldn't break. If she had a little more mana, the result wouldn't be surprising.
Then she cleaned up the low-level deformers around her and looked into the depths of the fog.
At this time, the thick fog surrounding this core area, like a huge curtain that was quickly pulled away by an invisible giant hand, began to disappear and dissipate on a large scale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the distance, on an open space covered with flesh and blood, as the fog disappeared, a huge flesh and blood mother nest as big as a hill was finally exposed under the dazzling sunlight without any way to hide.
Surprisingly, the Carrion-Beaked Demon Vulture, supposedly missing, was now guarding the nest. Half its body was charred black, and its cloudy eyes had a hint of clarity and a hint of obvious fear. It was most likely forced back by the nest.
With just a glance, Yvette looked past it and looked towards the mother's nest.
Unlike the one in Gray Harbor City, the one in the Corrupted Forest was even more massive and bloated. Its massive body, far exceeding the proportions of an ordinary nest, resembled a pulsating heart of flesh and blood exposed to the ground. Beneath the translucent, tough membrane, she saw a giant insect body, its upper body resembling a human woman's, its lower body covered in a hard shell, slumbering within.
I guess this is the nest owner, the "Woodlouse Queen".
It took over 100 mana points to destroy the jellyfish mist beast, and with some other mana expenditures, there were still around 260 mana points left...
She calculated in her mind, and then saw the Carrion-beaked Vulture suddenly rushing towards her, screaming and spitting green acid indiscriminately, like a crazy, insane three-headed dragon.
Half a minute later, watching the corpse of the Rotbeaked Vulture slowly fall, Yvette recalculated and found that the magic value was still over 200.
should be enough.
At this time, obviously not wanting to sit and wait for death, in the mother nest, the woodlouse queen, who was originally in a dormant state, opened six scarlet eyes on her anthropomorphic female face.
She tore open the membrane wall, and the four-story-high insect body struggled to break free from the hatching chamber and fell to the bloody ground with a bang.
At the same time, Yvette noticed the abdomen of her female half. Two huge insect limbs protruded outward, ending in a huge bone sickle. The thick blade had a metallic color and looked much more threatening than the two brittle knives of the double-edged demon.
But perhaps because of the failure of evolution, she saw many cracks on the body of the woodlouse queen, especially on the insect half, which made it look a little scarred and weak, breathing heavily with fatigue, and there was no sense of oppression at all.
This seemed like a good thing, but Yvette still felt a little weird.
She had already prepared herself to face a top-level deformed being who, even if his evolution failed, would still be at the third level of perfection and half a step away from the fourth level. However, the opponent came with a weak debuff... It seemed like a waste of her feelings.
I'll give you a quick death, she thought, rising into the air and launching an all-out bombardment. A large amount of magical elements splashed across the area, accompanied by the woodlice queen's shrill screams.
But the queen did not stop struggling. She twisted her body to reduce the area covered by firepower as much as possible, and released a large number of deformed woodlice from her abdomen, rushing towards Yvette. Finally, she cast a spell to increase her self-healing ability. In the green light, the festering flesh began to repair, which increased the magic power required for the kill again.
Yvette's brows furrowed even tighter, apparently due to insufficient magic power. The scale of her spell bombardment was visibly shrinking, as if it had been cut from a high-pressure water gun into small water pipes.
Fortunately, the Woodlouse Queen finally gave up, wailing and collapsing to the ground, her last breath, without a sound. But just in case, Yvette drew the alloy blade at her waist, intending to finish the dying Woodlouse Queen off in close combat, saving her last bit of mana.
But at this moment, the unusual sound of breaking wind from behind her aroused her vigilance.
She turned around instantly and tried to block with her sword, but her stiff movements and incorrect sword-holding gestures caused the blade to be thrown out by the attacker's fierce force before she could even hold the hilt firmly.
In a desperate situation, she could only use her delicate hand, covered in red glowing runes, to forcibly grasp the attacker's blade. Amidst the harsh sound of metal friction, golden sparks flew everywhere! The next second, she was knocked from her floating state to the ground, creating a shallow crater.
Then, without waiting for her to get up, the attacker swooped down again and swung his sword continuously at the silver-haired girl in the pit, forcing her to fire spells in all directions, which temporarily forced him back.
Afterwards, after waiting for the attacker to distance himself and stop for the time being, Yvette slowly got up from the pit.
She lowered her head to glance at the horrific bloody wound on her palm, then raised her head and said expressionlessly, "You really didn't let me down."
By this time, the attacker's silhouette was clear. It was a double-edged demon... but not entirely.
Its scaly body had more than doubled in size, and its rock-hard muscles were bulging and rolling wildly beneath its skin, brimming with explosive power.
On its back, two pairs of newly formed membranous wings, thin as cicada wings, their edges gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, tore through the flesh and stretched out. Between its shoulders and waist, a pair of enormous claws and a pair of humanoid arms with distinct fingers emerged from thin air, as if grafted together.
At this moment, rather than calling it a double-bladed demon, perhaps a six-armed demon would be a more appropriate description. Its pitch-black scales shone like a metallic sheen in the sunlight. Its claws, blades, hands, six wings on its back, and even more muscular frame gave it the appearance of a demon king in his prime.
"Mutual." The six-armed demon looked at Yvette, and his mouth slowly curled upwards, revealing a tiny arc that was complacent, contemptuous, and full of malice.
(End of this chapter)
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