Forest City was in chaos, with the city lord fighting against undead creatures, and for a time it was impossible to determine who was superior.
Other overlord-level powerhouses had only just been notified and couldn't arrive here immediately.
The Forest City Lord was also somewhat helpless at this moment, as the flesh-stitched monster in front of him was one of those with particularly high health.
It's not that it's hard to fight, it's just that it's extremely hard to kill.
Basically, every attack can cause some damage, tearing it to shreds, but with such a large size, any loss of flesh is simply replenished elsewhere, so it has no real effect.
"Lord of the City, I'm here to help you!"
A deep, resonant voice rang out from not far away.
The Forest City Lord turned to look at the newcomer, and his eyes lit up immediately.
"Sword Saint, it's you who's arrived! It seems this damned undead creature is doomed!"
The man who came before them was none other than the Sword Saint Hans.
Although he looked somewhat tired, his eyes were very determined as he looked at the grotesque, stitched-together monster and raised the iron sword in his hand.
Looking at the horrific scene of the mangled monster in front of me, with its horrific destruction of the city, numerous severed limbs, broken arms, scattered remains, and blood splattered everywhere, I was struck by the sight.
The swordsman was filled with rage.
The Phantom Sword Saint's reputation is indeed well-deserved.
The sword was drawn as swiftly as a phantom, instantly slashing towards the flesh-stitched monster.
But it seems there wasn't much damage?
As the Sword Saint attacked, the Flesh Stitch also retaliated.
bump!
He was sent flying in an instant.
Sword Saint Hans was knocked into a nearby house, then slammed into a wall and embedded himself firmly in a second wall...
Not far away, Yali had recovered somewhat and was sitting against a collapsed wall.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but rub my forehead.
Others may not know, but she does.
The swordsman Hans before us had sacrificed a sliver of his essence to help his apprentice fuse with the true dragon bloodline, causing his strength to regress from the platinum level to the gold level...
Previously, the Forest City Lord was at the peak of Platinum rank, and was fighting against the early-stage Diamond rank of Chaos Heaven.
A whole bunch of support characters were behind him, healing him, increasing his attack, increasing his defense, and applying buffs...
They managed to hold them off for a while, albeit barely.
The Sword Saint, at the peak of Gold rank, was beating up a Flesh-and-Blood Stitch monster at the peak of Platinum rank.
Moreover, Sword Saint Hans had only recently completed the bloodline fusion, and the spiritual energy he had consumed was far from fully recovered; he was still in a weakened state...
He really dared to go for it...
Yali shook her head with a wry smile.
The distance was too great at the moment, otherwise she could have managed to cast a healing spell to give the Sword Saint a good heal.
The Phantom Sword Saint in front of me is a kind-hearted person. Sometimes, when he encounters something, even if it's a stranger, he will help out for justice.
However, perhaps it is precisely because of his personality that he is not living a very happy life now...
Even when faced with such a person, Yali still held a sliver of respect in her heart.
The city lord continued to entangle with the flesh-stitched monster. He wasn't in a hurry; as long as he could stall for a little longer, the leaders or powerful figures from other factions would arrive soon.
They had already been notified beforehand that as long as everyone worked together, this overlord-level undead was nothing to them.
The city lord was preoccupied with other things and was somewhat distracted when he was punched in the face by the flesh-stitched monster.
"This damned undead creature, even outside, apart from Hun Tian, there shouldn't be any creature that could defeat it alone..."
The city lord was also very frustrated. At their peak, everyone was at the pinnacle of Platinum level. With their rich combat skills and human wisdom, it was still possible to defeat this undead creature.
However, his current form has declined significantly, and he is now being unilaterally defeated.
They seemed to sense that their opponent was very tenacious and difficult to deal with.
The stitched-together monster also went berserk, unable to kill the tiny creature in front of it.
So their attention shifted elsewhere.
It turned its head and its eyes were fixed on the sword saint embedded in the wall.
Sword Saint: zz Z……
The flesh-stitched monster attacked the Forest City Lord with its four fists.
Taking advantage of the Forest City Lord's moment of evasion, the Flesh Stitching Monster turned and charged towards the unconscious Sword Saint.
The battle had lasted so long that the Flesh Stitching Monster had also suffered some damage.
Its instincts told it that it should first kill some weaker creatures and then devour their flesh to replenish its own energy.
Most of the other residents in the surrounding area had already evacuated, so there was no way to catch them.
The swordsman who had been easily swatted away earlier was clearly a weak and easy target.
The raging, flesh-stitched monster pushed aside the rubble of the collapsed house like a bulldozer, clearing away all obstacles as it gazed at the tender and delicious Sword Saint, its mouth watering.
"Oh no! Its target is Lord Phantom Sword Saint!"
The Forest City Lord roared, and several sword beams struck the flesh-stitched monster.
However, because the Flesh Stitches monster has such high health, these damages don't have much effect on it.
Seeing this scene, Yali also became anxious.
Phantom Sword Saint has always been a relatively upright character, and many people have received his help.
Furthermore, the Wood Elf race also had a relatively friendly relationship with him.
Because elves are generally quite good-looking, many races also have ulterior motives in this regard.
Previously, other races captured a large number of young wood elves, intending to put them up for auction to satisfy the special fetishes of some powerful individuals and thus obtain huge profits.
However, before sending them to the auction house, the Phantom Sword Saint directly exposed the mastermind behind the operation and freed all the captured young wood elves.
After this incident, the Phantom Sword Saint became a guest of honor of the Wood Elves.
This is why Yali agreed without hesitation when Phantom Sword Saint asked for help.
The entire Wood Elf race is grateful for the Sword Saint's kindness, and Yali has always respected this upright and powerful figure.
She slowly stood up, her spiritual power barely recovered, and looked at the Sword Saint's position, her gaze becoming firm.
She quickly moved towards the Sword Saint, and with a flash of green light in her hand, a healing spell enveloped him.
The swordsman, who had just received treatment, shuddered and opened his eyes, still dazed.
The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a grotesque, stitched-together monster of flesh rushing toward him.
?
I must still be dreaming...
When he finally managed to pull his body off the wall, he shook his head and realized he wasn't dreaming.
This calamity seems unavoidable...
His mind was already replaying his life in a flash.
But just when he was in despair, a green figure appeared in front of him.
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