Chapter 275: The Master Collapses After Being Killed by the Undead Squad
Kent was also a risk-taker before he was shot with an arrow in the knee.
Although his strength was just average, he could at least make a living. However, ever since his knee was hit by an arrow with curse magic, his path to advancement was completely cut off.
Abandoned by his teammates, despised by his friends, and his lover stolen away by NTR, he learned his lesson and no longer relied on brute force.
He turned to studying various strategy books, armed his mind, and turned himself into a walking dungeon encyclopedia. It was also from then on that he really began to become famous and started his legendary life as a master of dungeon exploration.
Why was he thinking of these things now? Because he hadn't wielded a sword for decades, but now he was wielding his weapon on the battlefield and killing the enemies happily.
“Uh-oh—”
He screamed as he watched his body dancing on the battlefield. Every swing of his limbs brought blood and screams to the enemy. He was simply a highly efficient killing machine!
And there are thousands of killer embryos like him! The gathering of so many Kasas warriors can only make people worry about their enemies.
The enemies on the opposite side were all wearing unknown armor, and it was impossible to recognize what era or country they were from, but it didn't matter anymore.
"Hahaha!" Kent suddenly laughed. Did you think he stopped swinging the sword because he didn't want to? It was because his physical condition didn't allow it!
At this moment, he felt the unparalleled joy of mowing the lawn, and his mood, which had been so dormant, was aroused again.
No matter what this strange painting world wants to do, what he has to do at this moment is to experience the pleasure of killing and have a good time!
Almost instantly, he had brought himself into the midst of the Kasas warriors, killing enemies while shouting for the Overlord.
The scene changed several times, and the battlefield and the enemy's figures kept changing, which meant that the Casas Legion had experienced countless wars and its iron hooves had trampled across every country.
Kent mingled with his comrades, his mental state was worrying, his eyes were red, and it was obvious that he was addicted to killing.
No matter what war they go through, the Casas Legion is always invincible. The combination of tricky swordsmanship and evil spells makes all enemies tremble in fear.
The murderous aura of the battlefield can really affect a person's spirit. He witnessed the atrocities of Kasas along the way, saw his dead companions being resurrected by the forbidden power of the abyss, and watched
But Kent did not have any strange thoughts in his mind, because he had clearly been disgusted with what Overlord Wonir had done before.
He couldn't remember how many wars he had participated in, but as long as he could kill for fun, it was enough, even if he couldn't get out!
Kasas became more and more terrible day by day, destroying one country after another. When Vonir wore the crown that symbolized hegemony and Kasas was at its peak of power, Kent, who had been resurrected and turned into a skeleton, suddenly heard that a new enemy had come to his door.
They seem to be called the Immortal Squad. What a familiar name. Have I heard of them somewhere?
Long-term killing has made his memory a little fuzzy. He doesn’t want to think too much about it. Anyway, those guys will soon be defeated by Casas’ iron fist!
Kent went with the army and saw the so-called Undead Corps on the battlefield. It was a legion of the same specifications as theirs, with a full range of soldiers such as Gollums, magicians, etc. At the end, the group of figures wearing pointed hats were particularly oppressive.
Kent inexplicably sensed something was wrong. He felt that the enemy this time was a little different from the previous ones, but he couldn't tell exactly what the difference was.
Never mind, never mind, just start killing!
The two armies went to war. It was a grand war in which Kent was as small as a grain of sand. As soon as he started fighting, he realized that this time the enemy was a little different. It was stronger than any previous time, and he could no longer mow the grass like before.
This won’t do. How will he enjoy himself if he can’t mow the grass?!
Therefore, he directly set his target on the group of figures wearing pointed hats. He knew at a glance that they were elites. If he could take down their heads, it would bring a huge morale boost to Casas!
"Watch this, go to hell!"
He jumped high and slashed at a member of the Fran Undead Squad with the sword in his hand.
A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and he opened his eyes again, only to find
"Hey, why hasn't the fight started yet?"
Time actually went back to the time when the two armies were fighting.
"What happened just now? I only saw a flash of light in front of my eyes." He scratched his head in confusion, but never mind, he continued to kill!
This time the target is still the Fran Undead Squad!
Ten minutes later.
"Why are we back to this time again?"
A few minutes later.
"Back again?"
A few seconds later.
"Or this!?"
Even a fool would have reacted by now. Kent, whose head was overwhelmed by murderous intent, finally came to his senses.
"Was I beaten to death by them just now?" The last time he finally saw the Undead Squad take action, and a simple punch smashed his skull, which was more powerful than the blasting punch!
That means he has died four times!
"This isn't right," he began to doubt himself. "Our Casas is so powerful, why can't he stop the Undead Army?"
The war horn sounded again. This time he learned his lesson and mingled in the crowd, refusing to move forward. He observed the Undead Squad, and finally he saw clearly that the other side was taking action.
With a casual swing of Fran's greatsword, several Kassas warriors were turned into broken bones on the spot. If he swung it a few more times, the ground would be filled with corpses!
Kent was stunned.
If one member is so strong, then the entire Undead Squad combined would be a number that would make him despair.
The army of Casas was like paper in front of the Undead Squad and was dispersed in an instant, and Kent was reborn again.
At this moment, he was already feeling a slight pain in his head, but the mental shock made him ignore the headache.
Multiple deaths had completely dissipated the murderous aura that had been driving him crazy. After he recovered, he realized what absurd thing he was doing. How could he be so addicted to the illusion created by the dungeon? He must actively find a way to leave!
But before he could think too much, the Undead Squad arrived again and sent him to be reborn.
It really hurts when someone is killed. The continuous pain made Kent shrink his body and his brain worked rapidly.
Think quickly about how to break the impasse. This kind of illusion can't possibly trap people to death. There must be something -
The time is up, the Undead Squad arrives again, and Kent's thoughts are reborn again.
He couldn't remember how many times he had been resurrected, but he was numb anyway.
Looking at the defeated Casas and the Undead Squad rushing towards him, this time he opened his arms calmly.
Die, be reborn, and repeat the process endlessly.
No matter whether he resisted or submitted, there was no way to end what he thought was a "illusion". This was beyond his common sense and he could not find a way to break it.
Kent tried his best, but he could only kill a few Gollums. Once the Undead Squad showed up, he had no choice but to resurrect.
He tried to survive on the battlefield again. After countless deaths, only about one-tenth of the Kassas warriors were left on the battlefield.
It was at this moment that the atmosphere changed, and the terrifying aura of the Overlord came from behind them, with roars and majesty erupting together.
This means that Overlord Wolnir is about to take action!
Kent showed joy on his face. Could it be that Overlord could defeat the Undead Squad, and the way to escape from the illusion was to live to the end and wait for Overlord's victory?
I'm such a genius for thinking of this!
The sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds rolled in, and the battlefield looked like it was about to be a decisive battle, but at this moment -
Kent's eyes blurred, the scenery suddenly changed, and he found himself back to the time when it all began.
No, the scene and result of the battle between Overlord and the Undead Squad are not shown here at all.
“.”
The look of joy on his face was gone. Kent was so surprised that his mouth opened and his jawbone fell to the ground.
I was in a daze for a long time, watching the undead team slowly approaching like the god of death.
He squatted on the ground with his hands on his head, scared like a child.
Outside the world of painting.
"Where is Master Kent?" Aston was injured and killed the second human pus, but in a blink of an eye he found that Kent was gone, and the mercenaries around him also looked confused.
"What's the use of you?"
He was furious, and summoned up a huge force out of nowhere, strangling the man in front of him! An ordinary person would probably have his bones broken at this moment.
However, when you feel frustrated in life, please think about it, someone is trying to strangle you naked.
How could the human pus, whose body shape was almost the same as mud, be restrained by a human body? It immediately dragged Aston's body back and forth in the secret room like a runaway calf.
“Tsk!”
Every collision caused Aston to spit out blood and he looked seriously injured.
But his expression was relaxed, as if the injury was insignificant and could heal in an instant.
He touched the round necklace on his chest. He thought that if he used it, he could easily win. However, he looked at the mercenaries around him and finally gave up.
This is a secret among the captains and some other people and cannot be revealed in front of ordinary mercenaries.
After going through great pains to kill the fourth human pus, no new monsters appeared and Aston and his crew could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Captain, the place where these monsters came in is the exit!" The mercenaries found a way to escape from the secret room.
"What's the point of going out? Master Kent is missing." Aston said gritting his teeth. They basically had to rely on Kent for this trip. What could a few mercenaries like them do? They would probably be trapped and killed in a short while if they went out.
"I just saw Master Kent being sucked into the painting."
The mercenary picked up the painting on the ground. Everyone was silent. Someone raised the most important question:
"Then can the master still come out?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the painting suddenly shattered and Kent came out!
The hunched figure knelt on the ground, trembling and looking very pitiful.
"Master Kent!" Aston hurried over to help him, his face showing worry and joy. "It's good that you're back. Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
He took out the healing potion and was about to give it to Kent. No matter if he was sick or not, a potion would always have some effect.
Kent let him manipulate him as if he had no bones. Aston noticed something was wrong and turned him over. Looking at the other's slightly dull eyes, his heart suddenly tightened.
"Master Kent?" he called tentatively.
Kent responded. His dry lips moved and he gave his acceptance speech:
"Aba Aba?"
(End of this chapter)
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