"This is already the seventh dial..."
Irian's expression was a little dignified. He looked at the corpses on the ground quietly, suppressing his anger in his heart. These are living people.
All around the elf team were corpses all over the place. Without exception, they all had a hole the size of a coin, and their souls were sucked out alive in this hole.
"Great jockey..." Ron murmured gently touching the body of a great jockey, and he raised his head suddenly, "Have you noticed that more and more strong men are dying now! The soul beasts seem to start looking for master-level powerhouses..."
"Master level powerhouse!" Illian looked at the body of the great jockey on the ground, and nodded, "That's right, devouring more and more souls, his strength becomes stronger and stronger..."
Sighing slightly, Irian's expression became extremely worried, "Maybe one day, his strength is no longer something we can deal with..."
A few days ago, the strength of the Soul-devouring Beast was only a master-level powerhouse. Although it looked scary, no one in the elf team was afraid of it, but now that he has grown into a master-level powerhouse, it is not so Easy to deal with.
In the entire elf team, there is only Irian, a master-level powerhouse.
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With more and more dead people, the mercenary group on the alien plane began to panic. Although the soul-devouring beast is very cunning, there are always some people who can escape his claws. Now, the name of the monster that can suck souls It also spread around.
Fear was spreading, and the mercenaries on the alien plane were panicking. Many mercenary regiments began to retreat and left the alien plane one after another. In a short time, most of the mercenary regiments on the alien plane withdrew.
Facing the ravages of the Soul-devouring Beast, the elves have nothing to do. Now that the strength of the Soul-devouring Beast has further increased, they also seem worried.
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On the broad prairie, a figure ran wildly at high speed. He kept turning his head, with a look of extreme horror on his face, as if something was chasing him.
It was a middle-aged man, he was wearing a mercenary costume, his body was covered with blood, and the weapon in his hand flew somewhere, he was panting, and his physical strength seemed to be at its limit.
At this time, a figure approached quickly like the wind, and then, a huge black ball of light slammed towards the middle-aged man.
"boom-"
A big pit appeared on the ground, and the body of the middle-aged man was overturned by the air wave, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Don't...don't kill me..." The middle-aged man struggled to get up, waved his hands desperately, his frightened face was full of despair.
"Hehehe..." A hoarse laughter came from afar, and at this moment, a "human"-like thing slowly appeared in front of him.
Soul-devouring Beast, he has grown into a master-level powerhouse. The human in front of him is the head of a large mercenary regiment, and he is also a master-level powerhouse. Unfortunately, he is no match for Soul-devouring Beast.
The entire mercenary group was wiped out, and he was the only one who escaped with his super strength.
Looking at the terrified middle-aged man in front of him, the soul-devouring beast showed a playful look on his face, "Why are you so scared? Human beings, your soul has become a part of my power, you should feel lucky..."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand slightly, his five fingers bent into a claw shape, and his ugly face was full of murderous intent. At this moment, his five fingers turned into five long tentacles, and they suddenly rolled towards the middle-aged man.
"Don't... don't... help—" The middle-aged man crawled forward in horror, but his struggle was futile, a tentacle suddenly wrapped around his leg, and dragged towards the soul-devouring beast...
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At this time, Opavilla, who was standing in front of her, stopped suddenly, her ears moved, and she frowned.
"Why don't you leave? Opavilla..." Ilian asked.
"I think—I heard a cry for help..." Opavilla was a little uncertain, "It seems to be coming from far away..."
"Help—someone help me..."
At this time, along with the wind, the faint cry for help became clearer, and the cry for help was filled with urgency and even more intense fear.
At this time, everyone heard clearly, their expressions changed, they glanced at each other, and said in unison.
"Soul Devourer!"
There are monster legends circulating these days, and this is definitely the Soul-devouring Beast.
All eyes turned to Irian, he was the captain and the soul core of the entire team. Everyone is waiting for his decision.
Irian lowered his head and pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, raised his head suddenly, looked at the crowd, and said a word.
"Walk!"
The eight figures flew towards the direction where the voice came from.
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"Porf-poor-poor-"
The long tentacles pierced the middle-aged man's body continuously, absorbing the astonishingly strong soul power of the master level powerhouse bit by bit.
The Soul-devouring Beast was laughing, that's right, he was laughing, he didn't kill the food all at once, but playing with it, he really enjoyed the feeling of cat and mouse.
Warcraft is the same as human beings. Suddenly gaining huge power will make people lose their minds. The Soul-devouring Beast is no exception. For decades, he has been in a state of hunger and weak strength, staying in this terrifying alien plane , After being bullied by alien beasts, so many human souls suddenly came for him to devour, and his strength expanded rapidly in a short period of time, which also made him a little carried away.
This time, he didn't notice that a crow was quietly approaching in the sky.
"Um?"
Suddenly, the Soul-devouring Beast raised its head vigilantly, stretched out its hand slightly, and a black arc was instantly completed. Hold it in front of you like a shield.
With a sound of "Boom," a fireball exploded, but was blocked by the Soul-devouring Beast.
It was Irian, an elf with a sense of justice, who did it. Seeing that the Soul-devouring Beast was raging, he acted without hesitation.
Opavilla, Silia, Edge, Ron, Phil, Aurora, Dietrich and others arrived, took their fighting positions and prepared for battle—their weapons were already in their hands inside.
"It's you?" The Soul-devouring Beast smiled, "Unexpectedly, you found it..."
Opavilla gritted her silver teeth and said bitterly, "Monster, your time of death has come..."
"Really?" Soul Devourer turned around slightly, with a smile on his face, spread his hands and said, "How are you going to kill me?"
"Save... save me... I beg you..." At this time, the middle-aged man seemed to be dying, hope lit up in his eyes, and he struggled to crawl towards the elves, "Help me... the elves... , I give you a lot of money... I give you all the money... help me..."
"Porf—"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a tentacle stab into his back, quickly devouring his soul, this time it was not just a game.
"Ah... ah..." The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide open, and his outstretched hands froze in mid-air. Gradually, the light in his eyes dimmed. He tilted his head and lay on the ground, motionless. up.
"Heh—" The Soul-devouring Beast smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and showed a happy look on its face, "What a powerful soul power, the soul of a master-level powerhouse is really delicious..."
This scene was full of shock in the eyes of the elves, and Irian's face sank, "Damn..."
"I heard that you want to kill me?" The Soul-devouring Beast smiled slightly, "Alright, I also want to verify my current strength...to what extent..."
"Do it!" Irian didn't talk nonsense anymore, he waved the staff in his hand, and didn't see how he chanted, a big fireball blasted towards the Soul-devouring beast.
Edge growled and transformed into a bear, and Dietrich summoned the wind elemental - a very fast elemental creature.
The blood elf knight Opavilla swung his long sword and rushed towards the Soul-devouring Beast, and Aurora fully wound his bow.
"Boom-boom-boom-"
The powerful force surged, and the elf team and the soul-devouring beast launched a thrilling battle on the plain.
"black Knight-"
Ron chanted a spell and summoned the black knight. The huge black knight raised his legs and rushed towards the soul-devouring beast.
The Soul-devouring Beast forced back the blood elf knight Opavilla and Druid Edge, who were blown away by his powerful force and fell heavily to the ground.
"Edge, are you okay?" Silia asked when releasing the natural magic.
"I'm fine!" Edge stood up staggeringly, growled, and rushed towards the Soul-devouring Beast again. Silia hurriedly cast a "moisturizing" on him, and Edge's work moved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Quickly recovering.
"It's you..." The Soul-devouring Beast grinned. He stretched out his arms, and his arms turned into ten tentacles, and he rolled forward suddenly. His target was the black knight.
After repelling two melee occupations, the only one beside him was the black knight. Naturally, its best absorbing target looked at this opportunity, and the Soul-devouring Beast made a move.
The ten tentacles wrapped around the black knight, and the sharp bone spurs at the top pierced into the black knight's body with a bang, and the powerful tentacles lifted the black knight's heavy body high.
"Huh?" As soon as he absorbed the soul-devouring beast, he felt something was wrong, and the black knight didn't suck out any soul.
"Damn, bad luck, it's an undead creature without a soul..." The Soul-devouring Beast cursed bitterly, and let go of the tentacles that were tightly wrapped around the black knight.
Just because the Soul-devouring beast let go of the black knight doesn't mean that the black knight let him go. In such a short distance, it is the best chance to make a move.
Under Ron's instructions, the black knight's eyes lit up with green lights, and his long lance slammed down.
After hearing a few sounds of "唰—唰—唰—", all ten tentacles of the Soul-devouring Beast were cut off.
"it is good-"
"Good job, Ron..."
"Ron, that's great..."
The elves cheered one after another, cutting off these tentacles reduced the Soul-devouring Beast's combat power by at least half, at least he could no longer absorb souls as he wished.