Chapter 292 291. Blood Clan Traitor (3K)
"Little Ji, are you... going to hibernate too?" In the warm little house, Ellawen held the scout Puji in her arms and poked its soft body in confusion.
These past few days, Xiaoji has been breaking her usual habit of not going out. At first, she was secretly happy, thinking that Puji wanted to spend more time with her.
But she soon realized something was wrong. The scout Puji just sat there blankly on top of her head for the entire day, with slow reactions, looking just like a sleepy kid.
"When Puji hibernates... where does he usually stay?"
Finally, she carefully carried the suspected Alzheimer's scout, Puji, into the inner room, gently placed him on the soft bed, and carefully tucked in the quilt. After settling her companion, she walked back to the yard alone, staring blankly at the gray sky.
"I'm so free, is there anything exciting going on?"
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Boom! Boom—!!!
Deafening explosions raged non-stop inside and outside the walls of Arctic Fort.
Eighteen resonance cannons and countless ordinary mushroom cannons wove into a symphony of destruction, interspersed with the cries of the dying, roars of despair, and fanatical shouts of killing, which never stopped for a moment.
Below the city wall, a charging team led by several senior soldiers, responsible for attacking the city wall, encountered an unexpected ambush.
"Kins?! Is that you, Kings! Why... why is this happening?!" A half-demon senior warrior's eyes were bloodshot, his voice trembling with shock and pain, staring at his friend who was standing in front of him and who had fought side by side with him in the past.
At this moment, Kings' body was deeply entangled and fused with the pale mycelium, completely unrecognizable. He struggled to look away, avoiding the questioning gaze, and silently raised the staff in his hand, the tip of which danced with dangerous lightning.
"I... have no choice." Jins' voice was hoarse and helpless.
These words extinguished the half-demon warrior's hope. The tears in his eyes were instantly replaced by determination. He clenched his teeth and said, "Alright, Jins! Let's... have our long-awaited final fight!"
After several rounds of fighting, with sword light and lightning colliding violently, the half-demon warrior dodged several deadly thunders with amazing agility, and finally seized the opportunity when Kings was casting a spell and rushed forward!
A dazzling electric net suddenly erupted from Kings' body, forming a violent lightning cage to protect himself.
The half-demon warrior roared, not dodging or evading, but shattering the outer arcs with his body! The smell of burning filled the air, and he endured the severe pain and rushed into the core of the cage!
The long sword, with an unstoppable momentum, pierced Kings' throat!
At the critical moment, the half-demon warrior's knife-holding hand instinctively shifted slightly. The muscle memory of years of fighting side by side betrayed his will at the last moment!
The blade only scratched the skin on the side of Kings' neck, leaving a trail of blood.
The next moment, the violent lightning in Kings' hand hit the half-demon warrior's abdomen hard!
Bang!
The half-demon warrior was blown away like a broken sack, and fell heavily to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, his body twitching, unable to move anymore.
Kings staggered a step, his staff subconsciously pointing at his fallen friend, while his other hand blankly touched the warm wound on the side of his neck.
"Bah!" The half-demon warrior on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood foam, his eyes filled with self-mockery and anger, "Damn it... it's just a habit! Go ahead, traitor!"
"No... I can't..." Kings' hand holding the staff trembled violently. Looking at his friend's painful face, the condensed magic power could not be released no matter what.
Seeing this, the half-demon warrior used all his strength to persuade: "Kings, turn back! Follow me to the empire! There must be a way to remove the restraints on you! There must be..."
Phew!
A gray-white mushroom suddenly burst out from the palm of Kings' right hand holding the staff without any warning. The intense pain made him scream, and the staff fell out of his hand.
"Kings!" The warrior on the ground was furious.
"Alas... close friends drawing their swords against each other, what a heartbreaking sight." A voice appeared between the two of them at some point, sighing viscously, "Look at Kings, he would rather endure such torture than kill you..."
The voice turned to the half-demon warrior on the ground, its voice full of compassion: "Can you bear to watch your beloved friend who cherishes you so much die in such pain? Lay down your weapons and join us! Once your sins are atoned for, freedom will return to you!"
"Shut up! You devil!" The half-demon warrior who fell to the ground burst out with his last bit of ferocity, and suddenly turned around and stabbed a dagger into the body of Voice Puji!
However, another Puji with the same voice immediately emerged from the fungal blanket behind him and continued, "Devils? You're the invaders, aren't you? If you don't surrender, then forget it. Fight me."
Fusion Parasite
Unable to persuade him to surrender, the voice quickly dissipated on the fungal blanket. At the same time, Kings's painful howl suddenly rose to an inhuman level!
Countless gray-white mushrooms burst out crazily one after another from various parts of his body, and the mycelium and flesh and blood further merged in the terrifying proliferation!
When the last explosion sounded, a gray mushroom emerged from his left eye... Everything finally returned to dead silence.
"Kin…s?"
No response.
Kings bent down stiffly, like a puppet, and picked up the blood-stained staff at his feet.
The magic power gathered at the tip of the wand again, and this time, it was aimed steadily at the best friend lying unable to move on the ground.
The eyes that were once filled with wisdom and emotion were now empty and dead, covered by mycelium, without a trace of spirit.
…
The scene of the assault force being blocked was seen clearly by Pine in the rear.
Although the distance was far and the details were difficult to discern, the outlines of the interceptors were clearly half-demons and lizardmen, which naturally reminded them of the missing scouts!
Charm? Puppetry? Necromancy?
Several thoughts flashed through my mind.
In any case, it seems that diamond-level warriors alone cannot reach the city wall.
He turned his gaze to the half-demon leader beside him: "Bastardos, what are you waiting for? I will use magic to cover your advance!"
Bastardos's face was gloomy and uncertain.
The situation is unfavorable now, and quickly breaking through the fortress and destroying those magic props is indeed the key to victory.
However, they knew that the demons on the opposite side naturally knew it as well.
Bastardos didn't believe that they didn't have some tricks up their sleeves inside, and he didn't know what danger he would encounter if he rushed over.
What's even more hateful is that Pine, that bastard, clearly meant to let him go alone to step on the minefield, while he would "cover" from a safe distance...
On the distant city wall, the large Puji wearing a funny red cloak was using the amplification spell to chatter about their "crimes".
Bastardos was still weighing the pros and cons when someone else was completely enraged by the noise.
"Disgusting thing! Shut up!"
Yuniel's sharp voice cut through the battlefield, and the blood of countless dead soldiers suddenly surged, condensing into a huge dark red blood spear in an instant. The tip of the spear pointed directly at the marshal, and it flew away into the air with a piercing scream!
That huge volume covers all the space for dodging!
However, Marshal Puji was not going to dodge.
The Pujis on the city wall exerted their strength at the same time, and three huge magic shields unfolded in front of the city wall!
The blood spear was unstoppable, piercing through two layers of shields in succession!
But when it hit the third layer of shield, it finally collapsed due to exhaustion, turning into a bloody rain that poured down on Marshal Puji, dyeing Puji even redder!
"Too weak! Too weak!" The Marshal swayed proudly, his body covered in blood. "That old woman who survives by sucking blood, is that all you can do?"
"I'm going to tear you into pieces and stew you into soup!!!" Yuniel raised her arms high, trying to mobilize more blood and condense a devastating blow!
But this time, the blood spear that was about to take shape trembled violently, its shape was distorted, and finally it collapsed again!
Someone is trying to wrest control of her blood? !
There are vampires in the enemy camp? !
Who is it?!
Yuniel's scarlet pupils instantly locked onto the exceptionally tall figure among the group of people - Louisa.
She didn't know the other person, but she quickly sensed the other person's level of power.
"Oh, how strange!" Yuniel narrowed her eyes. "It's been years since a vampire traitor has appeared in the vampire clan, and yet I ran into one today!"
At this moment, the fortress was no longer of any importance to her. "After I twist off your head, I will go back and thoroughly investigate which family has left behind this indelible stain on you!"
She suddenly clenched her palm, and the part of the blood that Louisa controlled was forcibly drawn away as if by an invisible force, quickly gathering around Yuniel and turning into countless hovering sharp blood blades!
In a one-on-one situation, the absolute suppression of the higher level over the lower level is reflected in this undisputed control over blood!
However, this is not a one-on-one match.
Just as Yuniel was about to activate the blood blade to strangle the traitor, the floating weapons around her suddenly twisted violently and disintegrated again!
Yuniel's expression changed instantly!
There are ten... no, dozens of vampires fighting with her for control of this blood!
Although their individual strength was far inferior to hers, the combination of such a huge number made it difficult for her to control them for a while!
Of course, the same is true on the other side.
But where do so many vampires come from?
The perception extended instantly, but the target was extremely strange, all pointing to the group of jumping Pooji around Louisa!
???
"What's wrong, Lord Count?" Louisa licked her sharp fangs and slashed her wrist with her claws. The bright red blood that belonged entirely to her flowed out and formed a ball of blood in her palm. "Aren't you here to take my head?"
The blood on the battlefield was being pulled madly by dozens of forces, and no one could completely control it.
At this moment, only the blood that comes from one's own is absolutely loyal!
"Do you think I can't kill you without this mixed blood?" Yuniel flicked her fingertips, cutting her finger as well, drawing her own blood to condense into a slowly rotating scarlet rose with edges as sharp as a knife in front of her.
"Come on! Start fighting! I love watching women fight the most!" The Marshal Puji shouted while quietly adjusting the angles of several resonance cannons, looking for the best time to "stop the fight".
(End of this chapter)
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