"Minos collected precious source matter and became more powerful; he dismantled it and formed a new combat unit form...
"After passing the commander's will intervention operation test, the high-level psychic combat unit parasitic worm is ready."
oh? The theory has changed~ It seems that the extraordinary characteristics of the undead creatures in Isus further strengthened Minos. If Naira's power is taken away, it is not impossible for the bone ring to have the status of a demigod.
Griffith stood in a safe position, keeping his distance from the fallen dragon. The previous attack was not enough to kill a dragon, but Minos' harvest was enough to prove that he had achieved results.
The blood spines hidden in the bone spines of the wild beast seemed to have shattered something else...
The characteristic of "going to the dead and paying tribute to the deceased" can eliminate the mystery. The dragon has fallen, and its flesh, spirit, and consciousness are disintegrating. The huge and terrifying strong body rots, stinks, and festers at an alarming rate, and then drips down, leaving behind a shocking huge skeleton.
The dragon is dissolving... like wax.
Further messages came from Minos:
"The analysis of the source material is completed. This is an immature life form, composed of fire dragon fragments, humans and various organic matter. It is chaotic and inefficient. It has strong external defense and an extremely unstable internal composition.
"Minos combined existing features and perfected them, discarding useless and lengthy fragments...
"The heavy siege unit Frost Dragon has been obtained and cannot be assembled. It has insufficient psychic energy reserves and insufficient extraordinary characteristics reserves."
Upon hearing this information, Griffith understood immediately.
Isius did not upgrade his ally, the young soldier who was a hybrid experimental subject, into a real mythical creature; what he did was to resurrect the remains of a giant beast that he found from nowhere through the mysterious resurrection of immortality, and then interact with human beings. The fusion of flesh and blood.
This creature retains part of the power of the fire dragon and has strong self-healing capabilities. However, its core is unstable and is always in a mixed state of human and mythical creatures, living creatures and undead creatures.
The advantage of this is that the hybrid experimental body itself is unstable and can adopt foreign characteristics. For Isius, who lacks experience and experimentation, it can quickly form high-level combat effectiveness.
The shortcomings are also obvious. As long as humans remain the core of this powerful creature, the consciousness of the undead dragon and humans will conflict, and the beast will lose control.
Even though flesh and blood are immortal, reason is still fragile.
Human beings have limits and cannot bear the backlash of reason. unless……
Griffith shook his head and raised his hand to press his forehead. Just the thought of not being a human being made his mind a little unbearable, and it was still too dangerous to go any further.
When the dragon collapsed, Isius, who was attached to it, could not escape. Among the dragon's dissolving bones and flesh, a piece of flesh and blood with a completely different aura suddenly appeared, adhering to the skeleton like a tumor, squirming and twitching. This should be part of Isius's body, the core of his extraordinary characteristics that reside in the dragon's body and give it life.
"Going to the dead and paying homage to the dead" shattered his psychic powers, imprisoning his consciousness and identity in the wreckage, disintegrating bit by bit.
If Isius was given some time, he might be able to heal himself and find a chance to escape. However, Minos, the bone ring held by Griffith, possesses exactly the power of the path to the undead.
The spiritual energy of the bone ring has been integrated into the remains of the dragon, and is being rapidly devoured, absorbed, and assimilated into it!
What follows next is something Griffith is familiar with. He had tried it after returning from the Odessa mission - spreading his consciousness through Minos and looking for nearby psychic ripples.
Last time, Griffith accidentally penetrated too deeply into the core of the bone ring and was almost caught by the indescribable dark aura; this time, things were much simpler, he just spread himself out to find the weaker aura nearby.
This caught Isius.
The collapse of the dragon backfired on Isius, leaving him in a weak state; the power of the death coil had additional mental bonuses, further damaging him.
"Get out of my head!"
There was a roar in the huge bones, and the huge thoughts even forced the intruding Griffith back.
Isius began to fight back, desperate to break free from the cage.
"Level 4 psychic ripples detected, organic matter is being reorganized. Disordered, inefficient, incomplete..."
The mass of tumorous flesh between the dragon's bones grew suddenly and rapidly.
It is like a mushroom growing on dead wood, covered with disgusting mold spots and rotten spots, showing a pale or miserable green color. The tumor turned into a twisted and growing trunk, with Ishu's almost unrecognizable festering head hanging from it, as well as many other strange and painful heads.
"Griffith—!"
Countless human faces hanging and embedded in flesh and blood roared together. This mass of objects sprouted out arms and lower limbs in all directions. Then, new limbs sprouted from the old limbs, spreading out in all directions!
The mouth opened on the palm, and the arm came out of the mouth...
The moment he witnessed this exaggerated spliced body monster, Griffith suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his brain, and bursts of murmurs lingered in his ears.
He had seen many ugly suture monsters, and he had also seen many twisted and chaotic monsters. However, the mass of carrion limbs in front of him exceeded the limits of his knowledge and physiology. It made him extremely nauseated and he couldn't help but groan:
"Isius, how much flesh and blood did you... splice in? When did you start?"
Hearing this, countless mouths on the rotten flesh joints shouted together:
"How much? Well, how much? You really asked me.
"After I got to know those poor people, I collected their corpses endlessly. One person died today, and the other person died tomorrow. They are so pitiful, and this will not make them more pitiful...
"I knead different characteristics together to give the last living the power to resist the world.
"Kaz, my dragon, is the most successful work. Logically speaking, it would be impossible to survive...if I hadn't obtained the power of the King of the Undead.
"Hee hee, hee hee hee hee, how many are there? Xiaoyugan, you must not be able to understand. How can you guys who grew up normally and have a complete life understand? How can you understand what I have gone through?"
"You were born normally and grew up normally, how could you know that what we experienced was inhuman and destined!
"I'm used to it! Unfortunate, terrible, painful everything!
“Griffith—!
"Do you remember how many girls you have been flirting with!?"
Isius suddenly opened his arms and legs and rushed over like a spider.
It was extremely fast, and it held a sharp keel bone in its hand as a big axe, and smashed it down on the head.
Griffith rolled over, kicked his feet to the ground and bounced. The moment he passed by the spider-like monster with limbs, he slashed Hanguang in his hand with his sword.
"Crack-pop!"
The arc-shaped sword light flashed past with a blue arc of electricity, and there was a tooth-itching tearing sound.
This blow cut off three or four arms, but Isius didn't feel any pain at all. He grabbed the bone ax and swiped it, and more hands and feet came to scratch densely from all directions.
"Buzz!"
The wind pressure swept by the giant ax caused a deafening echo in the ears. Griffith just retreated slightly to avoid the mountain-shattering blow, and silently rushed forward through the shadow of the axe.
This attack was clearly directed towards the arm that covered the sky and the sun. In an instant, a silvery light bloomed between the black shadows, sweeping past like a meteor.
The cold light swept through, and there was a crackling, crackling, and cracking sound in the air. Yitian worked from bottom to top, clearing a path of blood between the limb's arm and the human head.
Griffith rotated according to the trend, retracting Yitian, and swept the Hanguang in his right hand from left to right. Two sword beams came one after another, cutting a slanted cross between the flesh and blood.
"Ouch!"
Isius, who had lost many limbs, roared and threw himself down.
However, even his huge body could not catch the swift war knight. At the moment when the first three attacks were successful, Griffith nimbly jumped to the right and rolled over. When he got up, he was already out of the attack range. He took advantage of Isius to move forward and slashed with his sword!
If you haven't lost your mind, you can still use magic and abilities... As long as these arms have some crossbows, the battle situation will be worse for me...
Griffith, who was wielding both swords, almost spun against Isius. The extraordinary power can even compete with this monster and repel it!
With so many chaotic limbs spliced together, Isius could no longer use any combat skills. He was completely suppressed by Griffith's non-stop maneuvers and slashes, and he retreated continuously.
Amidst the flying pieces of meat and rain of blood, Isius was unable to keep up with, catch, or guard against every move of his opponent, and his body gradually collapsed.
Griffith hit faster and faster. The shock and indescribable impact that haunted him when the limb meat appeared had disappeared, leaving only the majestic fighting spirit and majestic momentum that had been accumulating.
There was already a faint blood steaming from the right hand holding Hanguang, and the blade also buzzed lowly. The terrifying murderous intention turned into reality on the sword's edge.
Griffith was about to release this menacing force immediately, let it out to his heart's content, almost following instinct, and slashed towards the blurred blood lines and broken areas between the swollen joints and flesh.
The long sword reflecting the bleeding light drew a half-moon-shaped bloody light under the terrifying sword energy.
"Oh no!"
The power of this sword was so terrifying that Isius, who was swept by the sword, even subconsciously raised his hands to resist, but his hands and head were chopped into pieces by the blow, shattering and collapsing around him.
Behead, activate!
The Spell Breaker can use the accumulated strength and vitality to launch devastating slashes at the enemy, ignoring defense and causing a large amount of damage; the target of the slash is limited to enemies that have been seriously injured and are on the verge of collapse.
This is one of the melee-type extraordinary abilities that Griffith has mastered. He can capture the enemy's weaknesses and pour out his power into almost substantial sword energy.
Unable to withstand the force of the blow, Isius screamed. It howled and took two steps back, and one of its arms suddenly swelled, becoming thicker and thicker. In the blink of an eye, these limbs turned into a ferocious dragon head and a torn dragon neck, grafted onto a large mass of rotten flesh.
"Dried little fish! I'm going to burn you to death!"
Raging flames ignited at the dragon's mouth and were about to pour out with overwhelming momentum. Isius actually used his body to simulate the dragon's breath, burning everything!
"Fire purifies everything!"
The blazing flames spurted out, making a frightening hissing sound, and swept across in a ring.
The fire wave rolled over, and the earth was wiped out, leaving only the gravel that melted into a red river and slowly solidified in the wind and smoke.
"Killed..."
As far as Isius could see, there was nothing but melting sand.
"Killed, finally! I succeeded!" Isius's arms all over his body trembled with excitement, "By collecting the Godhead, I can truly control the power of the gods!"
"Click-click"
Suddenly there was a crisp sound in the air, like the sound of some kind of mechanical rotation. Isius looked around hurriedly and saw Griffith squatting on his huge dragon head.
In his hand, he held a silver flintlock gun.
In the dark, Isius heard the death knells ringing one after another on the Sinking Tower, and the dark muzzle surged like a whirlpool with a majestic aura that people dared not look up to.
Countless eyes were filled with horror and fear, and their brains went blank. The flow of time seems to have been slowed down, the fateful judgment is about to come, and the waiting process is comparable to the torment of a frying pan.
"Isius."
Griffith designated the barrel:
"In the name of Nona, Kulala, and Dedeus,
"You are sentenced to death."
…
"Uh-ah!"
In a tent in the rebel camp, Isius's body sat up in shock. For a moment, he thought he was dead, falling into an inescapable hell. An adamantine bullet penetrated his body, detonating psychic energy and exploding into powder.
However, the final back-up move was launched at this moment.
Most of Isius' power has been wiped out, and the caster's characteristics no longer exist. Only the last bit of consciousness, attached to the gift that contained the thread of life in the virtual world, barely maintained its human form. He can no longer perform any mysteries, and his body is even extremely weak.
He touched his face, which looked as haggard as a middle-aged man.
Even this tiny bit of residue will be quickly consumed if it does not receive external power.
At this time, someone walked into the camp. Gulam's commander Oscar and his companion Mika arrived. Seeing Isius's appearance, they asked with difficulty:
"Kaz, haven't you come back?"
"I can't come back," Isius replied.
Mika glared at him: "You are so loud, but in the end you only have this little strength, isn't it?"
Everyone fell silent.
"We are marching to Old Town," Isius raised his head, "It's not over yet. I can still control the army."
"That's right," Oscar replied, "we can't stop here."
…
Griffith was slightly confused as he picked through the debris on the ground. He found a piece of extraordinary properties and many other gains.
"The target life form is still there, Minos recommends performing a strong cleanup."
"Is he still alive like this? The blessing from the outer gods is really extraordinary," Griffith sighed, "If I hadn't chosen Isius as my first target, how would I have known that it would be so difficult to deal with."
"According to the intelligence that has been obtained, the target life form is in urgent need of high-level characteristics. The commander will soon get a new hunting opportunity."
Well, if Isius is really completely wiped out today, how to lure other targets out is still a problem. Moreover, it would be too cheap to kill him with one shot.
Griffith's eyes fell on the keel of the wasteland:
"emmm...this thing looks good...
"Griffith de Ravenel, Knight of the Dragon."
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