"Ophelia, stop!" Midianmaiya shouted to her companions, "Make her stop!"
"How to stop?!" Griffith and Amber exclaimed, "We don't understand how to turn off the spell!"
The rotten corpses screamed under the ravages of this terrifying force from other planes. All nearby living corpses, regardless of size, were swept away, leaving it alone hanging on the edge of the Cliff of Destruction with its astonishingly strong body.
However, Ophelia's aura, which guided the terrifying vortex, began to become more and more abnormal. Bloody tears flowed from her left eye, and her body was enveloped in a dark aura. The lingering black energy dragged her package towards the invisible abyss like a tentacle, and at the same time, it used her as an anchor to pull something.
An extremely ominous existence was surging around her, gradually taking shape. It stretched out its ethereal tentacles and quietly explored the world. As it approached, it uttered unintelligible murmurs.
"Ophelia!" Midianmaiya jumped out from hiding, raised a bowl-sized fist, and punched his best friend in the back of the head.
Miss Scitoral plopped down on the black mud. Her strange spell suddenly stopped, and the existence that had just touched the world disappeared instantly.
The whistling sound that echoed on the ground and in the sky stopped abruptly, and the whirlpool and lightning that shrouded the sky disappeared as if they were locked in a box, leaving no trace behind as if they had never appeared.
The amazing vision just stopped.
The thick black mud was swept away by the storm, leaving only deep pits. When the exposed soil and rocks reappeared, the unique life-like throbbing and breath of the black mud also dissipated along with the black mud.
The surface that reappeared contained only gravel and bones that had not yet been melted, like the remains of a giant beast whose intestines had been ripped open and the remains of food dripping out.
Findus Rotblight slumped to the ground like mud. The swollen strip of flesh on its back had completely broken off, cutting off contact with the tomb.
"Let's go up and kill it!" Griffith motioned for everyone to step back, and he approached with his weapon.
Midianmaia turned her companion over with blood on her face and hurriedly poured the potion into her.
At this moment, a high-pitched howl like a roaring mountain and a tsunami suddenly came to my ears. The corpses gathered in front of the shore wall fell in pieces like felled wheat fields. Their rotten flesh and bones quickly merged with the black mud, and then receded like an ebbing tide at an alarming speed.
"What happened?!" Amber exclaimed, "Look over there!"
Following the direction of her finger, everyone saw that the dense green crystal towers between the tomb and the city were toppling with a roar. They turned into powder and scattered to the ground like cakes that had been kicked to pieces. The gray sky that shrouded the world also receded.
In the faint light, everyone saw endless air masses and cyclones appearing in the distant sky like fish swimming in the sea. They were extremely numerous and had illusory shapes, flying towards the tomb chamber from all directions amid a long flute sound.
These air masses have vague silhouettes like human figures...
"No, watch..." Ophelia said weakly before losing consciousness.
Griffith, who was vaguely aware of what this was, lowered his head in horror, trying his best to shield his perception from exploring the nature of this astonishing vision. Even so, he was still dizzy after learning a little bit of the secret.
He heard a series of illusory sounds of dice falling. His will defense was broken, and he subconsciously grasped the mithril pendant given to him by Galadia.
He felt that he was unexpectedly lucky. After the pain of his consciousness being torn apart, he was just a little dizzy and scared.
At this moment, a scream came from beside him.
"ah--!!!"
Amber seemed to have witnessed something extremely terrifying. Her fluffy, slightly curly hair was messy in the wind, and her eyes were wide open to a terrifying degree. The energy left her cheeks in an instant. She let out a horrified scream and fell to the ground, twitching violently. Saliva and tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth and eyes.
"Run, Griffith!" Midianmaiya's attention was on Ophelia from beginning to end. He carried his companion on his back, lowered his head and stood up.
A ball of light as bright as the rising sun suddenly bloomed from the tomb chamber, as dazzling as the rising sun.
It is extremely bright and holy, but it also makes people feel extremely cold and terrifying from the heart. This is the fear of the unknown, and mortals cannot imagine the true face behind the glory.
The only thing that is certain is that this is definitely not something that humans can touch and understand.
The light even carries an extreme coldness, stripping heat, vitality and courage away from the surroundings, which makes people shudder.
In the blink of an eye, the light group began to rise. Although its speed was very slow, just the peripheral vision made Griffith feel fearful, and he knew that his life would be in danger as long as he got close.
When the light rose to a height of a hundred meters, it immediately began to flicker and shrink, then expand, and then shrink again. After reciprocating three times, the ball of light exploded into a giant light cluster that was like a comet being annihilated.
"hidden!"
The ball of light flew into the sky, drawing an arc and flying towards the upper city of Raven. Shock waves and earth-shaking shocks followed, sweeping away the earth with devastating and tyrannical power.
This force roared like a hurricane, and the four people on the ground rolled out like grass balls.
The hurricane, the roar of the ground, and the loud noise lasted for a full half minute before dissipating. The ground behind the light and strong wind seemed to have been peeled off. The ruins, tombstones, and mud had all disappeared, leaving only a bare patch.
The four-person team was blown half a mile away by the strong wind. Griffith and Midianmaia used themselves as flesh pads to protect the two unconscious girls, rolling themselves until their faces were covered in blood.
After a while, they finally regained their breath. After going all this way, the situation of the two girls became even worse.
"Is it over?" Griffith asked.
"I don't know," Midianmaiya shook his head, "Let's retreat temporarily and investigate again later."
Before they could take action, a powerful and divisive aura suddenly descended, making it suffocating as if the air and wind had been blocked. The two looked up and saw a purple double-layered array of light suddenly appearing in front of the ruined tomb chamber.
The complex magic patterns rotated rapidly, and the upper and lower levels of magic circles quickly overlapped and approached.
The shattered body of Findus Corruption actually appeared in the magic circle. It looked at the humans here and laughed ferociously.
“Whoa hey hey!
"My body is disintegrating, but you can't even think of escaping. The power given to me by the spirit of eternal denial will definitely devour you!"
As soon as it finished speaking, it reached out and grabbed its belly, tearing it with all its strength.
In the cracked carrion, there was no intestines or black blood flowing out, but extremely deep darkness appeared. In the dark, something is crawling from there.
Five twisted and ferocious giant monsters emerged from the torn belly...
They have a huge body like a Stitch Monster, but the outlines of the weapons in their hands have revealed their differences. There are even black ripples like armor and tentacles on their plump bodies. Just the shadow before its arrival already makes people feel a huge sense of oppression.
The undead creature of Sequence 6, Findus Corruption, was completely destroyed, but it also showed its trump card. At the expense of itself, it summoned five extraordinary suture monsters.
They are equipped with different weapons and report their names to humans:
"I am the drummer of the plague, Thangka."
"I am the hinge of death, Gudong."
"I am the corpse-burning blade, the withering fire."
"I am the shepherd of the undead, the Mad Staff."
"I am the spleen and stomach of the shadow, swallowing karma."
"At the expense of Fendus Blight's existence, we kill and we devour!"
As soon as the five-headed suture monster arrived, it rushed over at extremely fast speeds. Each of them has the spiritual aura of Sequence 7. They are huge in body, but their speed is astonishing. One of the Stitch Monsters, the Mad Staff, raised the giant wooden staff in his hand and pointed forward. Behind Griffith, a strong wind of flying sand and rocks was set off, blocking the retreat.
The speed of devouring industry is extremely fast. It rolled on the ground and suddenly disappeared, apparently possessing the ability to hide.
Gudong waved the chain, withered fire was wrapped in flames and held a huge hatchet. The thangkas behind them beat rumbling war drums, spreading terrifying fear.
"Griffith, there's no need to run away. These monsters are very strong and well-equipped." Midianmaiya took off his helmet and threw it away. His usually calm and gentle face was now full of ferocity and distortion, and the corners of his mouth were twitching in a low voice. Yin, "I want to fight with all my strength, leave them both to you."
Griffith nodded. He still had enough cards in his hand to fight, and was about to propose a coordinated strategy. Suddenly, a ferocious and familiar breath strangled his throat.
"I want these stinking rotten flesh to crumble in terror and make them regret coming into this world."
As soon as he finished speaking, Medianmaia began to tear apart his armor piece by piece and threw it on the ground. A strange and weird aura suddenly steamed out like something substantial. All the bones in his body were shaking violently.
Griffith's pupils dilated. At this moment, inhuman malice and tyranny are emerging from his companions. It seems as if a monster from the ancient world is tearing apart the barriers of confinement bit by bit, crawling towards the world slowly and horribly.
"Their extraordinary properties are a tribute to the fangs and claws of me, Wolfgang Medemmeier.
"Stay back and protect Ophelia, don't come near me."
Midianmaia's strong, burly muscles began to tremble, as if there was some indescribable evil lurking under the flesh, and every piece of flesh and every cell seemed to be mutating.
Midian Maier's body grew a hard black mane, his body was twisted and elongated, and his nails were like blades shining with dark light. His originally handsome face was completely distorted, and in the end he became as ferocious and terrifying as a jackal, with sticky saliva flowing from his pale face. Fangs dripping.
"Awwwww——!" Midianmaiya got down on all fours, raised his head and let out a terrifying wolf howl.
Its every move is imbued with power, brutality, terror, and even the grace of a mighty predator. It wanders on the ground, scanning the approaching suture monsters, like a king inspecting the territory and selecting prey.
The inhuman wolf face groaned:
"Mutation - completed.
"Werewolf (Wolfgang) Midenmeier, join the hunt."
