Shinji Matou At Your Service

Chapter 816: The right-footed devil, the king of the continent

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After listening to Shinji's explanation, even Meilian, a staunch supporter of Elquet, couldn't help but sigh:

"It was a mess of coincidences."

Xier even complained directly: "I am speechless. I can't believe it. Has that idiot always been stupid at critical moments?"

"You'll get used to it." Shinji shrugged calmly. "Anyway, I've cleaned up after her a lot over the years. She's fought with a giant god, been chased by hostile life forms, got too excited and caused a big mess and was hunted by a certain country's state agency - even playing online games has put her on the unwelcome list by many guilds. Take the hunt for 'Night of Wallachia' for example. If I hadn't been careful, a stronger Dead Apostle than 'Night of Wallachia' would have been born soon."

Mei Lian broke out in a cold sweat - both mentally and physically, as she no longer sweats since becoming a Dead Apostle.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sir Knight. It is great to have you take care of the Princess."

Shinji just smiled. Although it was tiring to deal with the aftermath, the ease of being with her and the freedom of completely letting go of oneself were enough to make up for the fatigue.

This was fate, a fate entrusted by the planet. He was very content and willing to continue to take care of her, even if it meant sharing her blood-sucking impulse.

"Now, can you tell me the location of the Crimson Throne?"

"The position of the throne keeps changing, so it's hard to describe. I'll let a familiar lead the way for you."

Fuhailin is not a whole, but thousands and thousands of blood-sucking plants. The second generation Anashu, as the core, has been moving and changing the structure of the forest. This is why Shinji has not reached the throne after five days of walking.

The boy's right foot gradually became illusory, which was a sign of summoning a familiar.

Based on the dreams of others, they are given form and color using their own supernatural powers that are similar to high-level spiritualism, and ultimately the "Four Fictional Demons" are created to replace hands and feet.

Legend has it that each demon is a high-level fantasy species, even able to rival other demons. It is their existence that has made Meline Solomon famous in the mysterious world.

Now, the boy used the one that served as his right foot.

The entire forest was shaking. If there were any creatures in the world that were called divine beasts, it must have a place there.

The head of a whale, the body of a hound, a gigantic monster over 200 meters long. In terms of sheer size, even the eleven children of the mythical goddess Tiamat might not be able to match it.

Countless clocks, collapsed towers, and surging waves are depicted on the huge body that is half whale and half dog, creating an absurd sense of the end of the world. The other world painted in black and red is becoming increasingly detached from the real world because of its appearance.

"The Right Foot Demon, the King of the Continent (The Kih)"

Someone uttered the name that was famous in the mysterious world.

Yes, it's a title, not a name.

Demons are nameless. Legend has it that once a demon has a name, it will break away from its master and become an independent being. Therefore, the demons created by Meilian have no names.

"The King of the Continent" is his favorite demon. He condenses the concept of the divine punishment and tsunami, and uses the animal sculptures carved on the temple and the temple itself as carriers to embody the demon of oppression and destruction. It is also the largest of all demons.

It is the nature of living things to be afraid of huge things. In front of the "King of the Continent" who can flatten the world with just size and mass, both humans and Dead Apostles will be shocked.

As a result, the best opportunity to remind Mei Lian was missed.

"Oh no, put it away quickly."

By the time Shinji reacted, it was too late.

The entire forest was shaking with a greater momentum than the arrival of the "King of the Continent", as if it was awakened by a giant beast.

A flock of birds, so numerous that it blocked out the starry sky, flapped its wings and took off. It was a number that made one's scalp tingle, an overwhelming number.

The half-whale, half-dog "King of the Continent" let out a cry that sounded like a wail.

The huge body was covered from the bottom up at a speed that was so fast that it was disgusting.

First by flocks of birds, then by flocks of trees—literally, clusters of blood-sucking trees.

In less than a minute, the monster with a body as huge as a mountain was swallowed by the trees and stopped moving, thus becoming part of the new forest.

The gigantic monster that was powerful enough to flatten the world was defeated before the world should have been flattened - no, perhaps this could not even be called a victory or defeat, it was just a one-sided predation.

"Gu--that guy, he's serious!"

Mei Lian pressed her injured foot with her hand, and the illusory foot suddenly became real, covered with spider-web-like cracks - this was the only weakness of the young Dead Apostle's ability. Once the four demons that replaced his hands and feet were destroyed, the corresponding hands and feet would lose their functions until the boy could materialize the demons again, which would take quite some time.

Fu Hailin obviously did not intend to give him a chance. The trees, which had just had a full meal, moved towards the meteorite crater where everyone was.

"He acted on instinct. When he sensed danger, he attacked even those above him. Damn Fu Hailin. Sorry, I lost."

"You shouldn't have used the 'King of the Continent'; it and 'Fu Hailin' have a bad compatibility. If you had used any other demon, it wouldn't have been so miserable."

This is exactly what Shinji wanted to remind Meilian.

When the mystery rises to a certain level, the competition is not just about the size of the power, but the compatibility between concepts. If the compatibility is too poor, even if they are at the same level, they will be crushed, just like Shinji defeated Kallen's demonic aura with golden thunder.

The same is true for the "King of the Continent". Its characteristic is that it is large, but no matter how long it is 200 meters, it cannot compare to the "Fuhai Forest" with a diameter of 50 kilometers. The location where the few people are located is the core area of the forest, where the plants are the most aggressive, and the result is predictable.

More trouble is yet to come. From the process of absorbing Anashu's blood and evolving into a plant fantasy species, it can be seen that this blood-sucking plant will change according to the characteristics of the target it absorbs.

After absorbing the "King of the Continent", the blood-sucking plants that swarmed in began to become larger and larger. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before they would have the ability to flatten the world.

"This is a big problem. I don't have Shiki's convenient eyes. I have no choice but to fight him head-on."

Shinji said as he pulled the trigger of the RPG. Driven by the bright tail flame, the grenade whizzed and hit the nearest giant tree.

The incendiary bomb inside exploded with a loud bang, sweeping away the surrounding trees.

Taking advantage of the short time before the incendiary bomb went out, Shinji took things out of his backpack (coffin) as quickly as possible.

Grenades, flamethrowers, RPGs, grenade boxes, and even a few barrels of gasoline.

While taking out the money, he said to Xier.

"Take whatever you can use. You're welcome."

PS: It's a pity that the fish head is a dog body. It's not a dog head and a fish body, otherwise it would be the devouring of the godless Qinchuan Deliqi, rua! It's so embarrassing.

PS2: Attention, attention, the old book club group is full. Since yesterday, you can't join even if you apply. Now we are opening a new book club group. The group number is 1·3·2·6·4·8·0·9·1. If you want to join, join here. This is a 2,000-member group contributed by the big guys. It may not be filled up in a lifetime. (The group owner is not a traitor, but a certain manager. The traitor is a poor guy who has no money to charge for VIP)