Kill You or Kill Me
"Hide! Keep hiding!" Sengruier shouted frantically, the crimson light around him seemed to drip blood, and the afterimage behind him grew increasingly terrifying.
The Twins had been forced into an open area where tree stumps had been removed and the land filled in. Without other life forms, the Twins' abnormal Life Pollution effect had been greatly reduced. Without the help of the abnormal creatures, it was becoming increasingly difficult for the Twins to evade attacks.
"Out of tricks, huh? Then die! I've had enough of this hide-and-seek fighting style. Fighting should be head-on." Sengruier, wielding his halberd in one hand, chased after the Twins who kept dodging.
The crimson, roaring phantom behind him flowed from behind to the great halberd in Sengruier's hand, where a thick red light appeared. A wanton smile appeared on his lips, and with a twist of the halberd, he was about to strike.
This is a special move that Sengruier developed himself. It doesn't have a name. He merges the phantom created by the resonance of his abilities Integration his spiritual weapon, unleashing his own spiritual light, and then strikes, sending out both the phantom and the spiritual light.
The rushing phantom will carry away all the blood or blood-like substances from the target in front of it. Even if it is a spirit, once it is hit, all the spiritual energy or anything else flowing in its body will be carried away. Simply put, you are doomed!
"Hmm?" Sengruier suddenly snorted coldly, swinging his halberd to the side. A rushing blood shadow flew out, striking an incoming object. Blood, bodily fluids, and anything else that flowed within the body were all expelled by this strike.
The object landed on the ground, and the spectators in the distance realized that it was Captain Fred. However, he was now completely withered, like a duck that had been dehydrated. If it weren't for the large iron ball he was holding, no one would have recognized him.
"Have they come to help? That's great, I was just getting a little tired of it." Sengruier watched the green figure moving over from afar; the slightly familiar green gelatinous substance identified him.
Zack moved closer from a distance. He had completely changed. His entire body had turned into a green, gelatinous substance that was extremely elastic and sticky, while his lower body consisted of hundreds of constantly wriggling tentacles.
This is the result of his fusion with the monster. Although he has taken control of the monster's consciousness, his feet have been replaced by the shape of the monster's original vines, turning him into this deformed and bizarre appearance.
"You're Zack, that honest guy?" Sengruier paused slightly upon seeing the gelatinous substance, then spoke with the air of someone who had met a legendary figure, which only fueled Zack's anger.
Damn it, even the members of A Team who weren't involved in the garrison knew about my situation, but I was completely kept in the dark beforehand. I bet all five of the strange response teams knew about it.
No, recalling the strange looks some of the workers gave him, Zaka initially thought it was because of his identity as a spirit messenger, but now it seems that almost all of those workers know about it.
Everyone else knew, but the protagonist of his own story was the only one who didn't. If he hadn't sensed something was wrong and extracted the information from Fred, he probably would never have found out.
Thinking of this, Zack felt endless frustration, followed by Wrath enough to overturn the world. Remembering what that person had given him, Zack took out a mask with a roaring expression and put it on his face.
In the darkness, Zack felt himself coming into contact with something enormous, granting him some kind of access. Then, a dark, Shadow Magic surged from the mask and flowed into Zack's body. The black combined with the green, making his body even darker green.
As his boundless Wrath flared, a dark green flame erupted from his body. Countless tiny tentacles beneath Zack coalesced into a ball, then released with surprising elasticity, sending Zack flying towards Sengruier, who was not far away. "Did some honest guy dig up your ancestral graves?!"
"Well done! That woman was dodging and weaving, how annoying! Take this!" Sengruier laughed maniacally, swinging his halberd and smashing it directly at the onrushing Zack. He was a battle maniac; the stronger the opponent, the more excited he became, especially those who could go toe-to-toe with him—they made him incredibly excited.
"What a pain!" Zack shrank back, then suddenly released. The halberd struck Zack's body, but instead of breaking through his skin, it bounced back. Then, Sengruier was directly wrapped by countless tentacles from Zack's lower body as he landed.
Zack swung his hands backward, then bounced back, using the elasticity of his hands to swing them backward, increasing the force with each swing. Zack's hands were like two fiery windmills, frantically hammering at the head of Sengruier's armor.
"Honest man dug up your ancestral grave! Honest man dug up your ancestral grave! Honest man dug up your ancestral grave..." Zack kept swinging and chanting, and the more he chanted, the higher the dark green flames on his body rose.
Zack's fist bounced backward, flying further and further away. The final punch even traveled more than ten meters, striking Sengruier's head and sending it flying seven or eight meters from under his body. It rolled for a while before coming to a stop, like skipping a stone on water.
Sengruier struggled to sit up, his hand resting on the helmet that had distorted his face. He pulled it aside, revealing his swollen face and his signature broom-like hair. He wiped his lips with his thick, armored fingers, saw a smear of red, and suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
"Hahaha! What a beautiful red, it reminds me of my homeland Sengruier." He stood up, the crimson behind him surging, and once again a huge crimson phantom appeared, even larger and more excited and violent than before.
"Come on, come on, come on! Let's fight like madmen, slaughter each other like wild beasts, and decide who deserves to live. That's the most interesting thing!" Sengruier shouted madly, raising his halberd and charging towards the green-clad Zack like a streak of blood.
Red and green intertwined, and the next moment, Sengruier's halberd slashed towards Zack's body. Using the momentum, he jumped back slightly to dodge Zack's fist, then lunged forward and swung the halberd again, smashing it directly at him.
Sengruier's combat talent was truly terrifying. After only one exchange, he understood the elasticity of Zack's body and immediately incorporated it into his own attack rhythm, making it difficult for Zack to defend himself.
In their next exchange, Sengruier used the tip of his halberd to sever a portion of Zack's body. The smile on his face slowly faded, "Your physique and abilities are good, but your combat skills are lacking. You still need to become stronger!"
"Come on, come on, come on, let me kill you, or let you kill me!" Sengruier's voice was no longer crazed, but unusually serious. He licked his lips, the taste of blood making him even more excited, but his face became increasingly calm.
Fourth update finished, and nobody noticed Zack? Doesn't anyone here like the League of Legends character? His upper body can be referenced from the one in LOL. Also, I'm growing to love the character Sengruier more and more as I write; what about you guys?