Nightingale's eyes suddenly opened up.
The other evil beasts hesitated after witnessing this astonishing scene, no longer frantically besieging her path like before, but stopped with a low growl, as if they were afraid of her.
These hybrids felt fear.
The monster hanging on the top of the cave waved its tentacles and let out a furious roar, but this urging had little effect. The only Scythe monster that obeyed its orders was out of control, and only three survived. They could no longer threaten Nightingale's actions. The line of defense has now become fragmented.
No enemy can stop her anymore.
Nightingale mustered the little magic power left in her body and charged towards the center of the dome.
As the distance got closer, she finally understood what the deformity in Fran's mouth meant.
The other party is not so much a living creature as it is a pile of exposed organs. It has neither epidermis nor muscle tissue. The intestines, tentacles, and unnamed organs covered with blood vessels are just like that. Stacked up, it looks hideous and terrifying.
The plan of throwing the explosives into the monster's mouth was obviously impossible to achieve. Nightingale turned her attention to a group of "meat sacs" that were constantly wriggling. Although I didn't know if it was a monster's deadly organ, its location was at least higher than that of the monster. The intestines are much more inward, and the brilliance of magic power is flowing, and the explosives will definitely cause more damage when they explode.
Although somewhat risky, she didn't get a chance to try again.
This showdown must be one hit.
The closer he got to the target, the more Nightingale could feel its enormous size. Just the intricate mass of intestines was the thickness of a house, and the other organs were built up like a castle.
Yet the castle is alive.
Seeing that the scythe beast couldn't stop her, the monster moved on its own.
Countless slender tentacles shot out from its body, trying to block Nightingale's approach. Some of the tentacles are like steel whips, and when they fall, the rocks can be torn apart; this kind of attack is not too difficult to deal with, as long as you pay attention to the changes in the outline of the tentacles in advance, and use those "fractures" that can appear at any time to avoid it, you can pass through the wall. It penetrates the line of defense that it constitutes.
The other is much more tricky. A small number of tentacles actually contain magic power and can display different abilities. The magic brilliance of different colors is particularly eye-catching in the black and white world, and Nightingale does not want to try to get a hit , you can only avoid it as much as possible by flashing, which is equivalent to aggravating the consumption of your own magic power.
Fortunately, there is no gap between the two.
After a few ups and downs, she stepped onto the sturdy body of the monster, who roared angrily, but did not dare to use his tentacles to attack recklessly because he was afraid of hurting himself. Nightingale immediately felt that the pressure on her body had eased a lot. She opened her backpack without hesitation, took out a box of explosives, and rushed straight towards the meat sac.
The next action is to pull out the lead almost in one go, stuff the smoky explosives and the backpack into the meat sac together, then rotate the misty world, making the earth return to the sky again, and then slam both feet, the whole person is like Like an arrow from the string, it fell towards the turbulent underground lake.
The monster also discovered this. It didn't seem to understand why the enemy did nothing after trying to get close, so it just stopped and left. As for the bag, it didn't see any threat at all. For a while, it even forgot to chase the witch who was quickly leaving, and all the tentacles froze in place.
The mid-air that cannot be leveraged is the most dangerous place in the foggy world. Once it hits the contours of the curling airflow when it falls, it will be torn apart. Therefore, Nightingale interrupted her ability, and by the way, gestured goodbye to the monster above her head.
For some reason, she suddenly thought of Roland at this moment.
When testing the power of gunpowder, he would often turn his back to the test site, and was called a true warrior who never looked back at the explosion. Although this move would always attract the eyes of her and Agatha, he enjoyed it, as if he had completed a ritual that only he himself knew.
Thinking of this scene, Nightingale couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.
But at this moment, she didn't want to imitate the other party's appearance.
It has nothing to do with being a real warrior.
She just wanted to see the monster blown to pieces.
Just when the sound of the collision between the lake and the dark river was clearly identifiable, a red light suddenly lit up on the dark ceiling!
Under the ground where the sun is not visible, this ray of light is no less than the dawn of dawn. The darkness fades quickly, leaving a long shadow behind everything, and for the first time, bright waves appear on the lake.
followed by a shocking roar
In an instant, the whole cave shook!
Nightingale clearly saw that under the splendid fireworks, the monster's body shrank violently, as if suffering great pain. The "red moon" covering the dome was suddenly missing half, and some organs shot out like a volcanic eruption, and the part closer to the explosion point ignited directly, and billowing smoke.
"Pfft!"
Then she fell into the water.
The world fell silent in an instant, and only the rumbling muffled in my heart remained.
The high-speed rotating water current formed a bottomless black hole under her. The huge suction force was like a giant hand, trying to drag her into the abyss. In the face of such power, any struggle would be useless.
Fortunately, Nightingale was ready.
She unleashed the last bit of magic, summoned the mist again, and then leaped out of the water like climbing stairs with the help of the circling white line.
At this point, the magic power in her body has been completely consumed, and the sequelae of overuse of powers have begun to appear. Severe throbbing and dizziness rushed to her brain, and her limbs trembled uncontrollably, making her almost unable to control her body. .
Struggling to climb to the shore of the lake, Nightingale lost even the strength to move. Before her consciousness dissipated, she saw a worm burst out of the wall, and then a golden figure rushed towards her.
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"Nightingale... is she all right?" Fran asked worriedly.
"It's not a big deal, it's just that the magic power is exhausted," Agatha roughly checked and handed her over to the God's Punishment Witch. "It's up to you to carry her, and we will evacuate as soon as possible."
After Nightingale insisted on leaving, everyone decided to wait for the sound of the explosion and rush out to join her no matter what the situation was, to prevent her from being surrounded by herself. For this reason, all the dry food was filled into Fran's stomach. Although there is no guarantee that she will find an escape route, at least she can crawl with them to the predetermined campsite.
It turned out that the explosion effect was surprisingly good. After the roar, not only the worm carrier that penetrated the stone wall stopped moving, but the other evil beasts also fled.
"Leave it to me," Elena took the unconscious Nightingale with her own hands. After this battle, the Taquila survivors had a lot of respect for the blonde witch.
"Aren't you going to make up a few more?" Lightning looked at the struggling and twisted monster at the top of the cave, and said a little unwillingly, "It doesn't look like it's dead yet."
"The battle of the trapped beasts is the most dangerous, and you can bring a box of explosives at most, so don't take this risk," Agatha replied in a deep voice, "When the First Army is assembled, it will only have a dead end sooner or later. ."
"Then... well," the little girl hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
Just as everyone was about to evacuate, the monster suddenly let out a whimper, and with this series of dull and muddy sounds, the lake surface suddenly changed.
Under the flickering firelight, a huge skeleton rushed out of the water, spreading a row of ribs toward the top of the cave. It remains stable even in turbulent currents.
The monster loosened the tentacles that fixed its body, and fell straight down from the dome, just falling into the skeleton. A backflow occurred. Then the bone claws closed, wrapping the monster inside like a rib, and then slowly submerged into the lake. The moment the flames burning on it touched the water surface, billowing white smoke rose, and a pungent burnt stench was emitted.
At the moment when the other party disappeared, everyone saw the dense eyes on its body. Although half of it had disappeared, the remaining eyes revealed a strong hatred without concealment.
Then the swirling lake engulfed the figure of the monster as if it had never appeared.