The enormous maw on its abdomen symbolizes the Rosalind Lineage. Blood Corpse of the Rosalind Lineage, whose Authority lies in devouring, always possess an extraordinary hunger, as seen in both Müller-chan and the two of them now.
When facing other Blood Corpse lineages, the Rosalind Lineage Blood Corpse only need to open their massive abdominal maws and unleash a quick attack to have a very high chance of winning by taking the initiative.
Even if you can't achieve a direct victory, it's still good to tear off even a little bit of flesh from your opponent.
After all, in the eyes of vampires from other lineages, those from the Rosalind Lineage are nothing more than wild dogs, the kind that you'd avoid if you met them.
However, this numerical anomaly still has a small problem, which is--
If the opponent is also Blood Corpse from the Rosalind Lineage, who will win?
"Bang!"
The two vampires, their gaping maws revealing their enormous bellies, gradually lost their human form and collided head-on like two massive machines of flesh and blood.
Countless splattered blood and flesh, transforming into tiny fleshy worms before even hitting the ground, indiscriminately devouring the onlookers Blood Corpse.
The two Universiade vehicles, positioned in the center of the stage, began a frenzied attack on each other after the initial collision.
The Rosalind Lineage is known for its powerful regenerative abilities, so the entire lineage, from the Gluttonous Lady Rosalind herself to the lowest level of ordinary Blood Corpse, almost never takes the initiative to defend itself.
In their eyes, there are only two kinds of enemies: those that can be defeated by a fast attack, and those that can be defeated by trading blows with their own regenerative abilities.
The first wave of head-on clashes was a fast break, but now we've entered the second phase of trading blows.
Two enormous, fleshy worms, stripped of their human form, clung to each other's bodies with their fleshy tentacles, then used their vortex-like maws to frantically tear flesh from each other's bodies.
Countless tiny Blood Worm, carrying abundant nutrients, returned to the two individuals' bodies, continuously infusing them with new vitality.
The battlefield seemed to have entered an eerie state of stillness.
The surrounding Blood Corpse were dying one after another, but the battle made no progress. All that could be seen was the two monsters devouring each other, just like the charmed zombies in Plants vs. Zombies turning around and biting their own companions, even their movements were exactly the same.
However, the Blood Worm ' supply could not outpace the relentless attrition of a Middle Tier opponent, and such a battle could not continue.
As they frantically devour each other, the two massive, worm-like bodies are shrinking at a visible rate.
Finally, after reaching a certain critical point, perhaps realizing that there was a real risk of death, the two "Dayun" vehicles simultaneously released their tentacles that were connecting them, then very nimbly switched positions and plunged into the thousands of Blood Corpse around them to begin a frenzy of consumption.
The halftime break is...
How could Low Tier Blood Corpse withstand such Harvest?
In just a few dozen seconds, the two marquesses of the Rosalind Lineage had completed a systematic massacre.
If the number of Blood Corpse killed by these two were placed on an ordinary person in the Graycast Corridor or the Eternal Domain, it would probably earn them a minor official position or title.
It's a pity that Grand Duchess Rosalind doesn't have this so-called "reward mechanism" under her command; in fact, she's already in a good mood because she doesn't eat her own familiars.
After the halftime break, the two worms had returned to their original forms. After a tacit exchange of glances, countless Blood Worm merged back into their bodies, and the two U-boats began their second battle.
Just then, a jumble of sounds suddenly came from the north. The mixture of footsteps and hoofbeats made the ground tremble slightly. The two worm monsters that had been tearing each other apart for a moment also looked towards the other side of the desolate hill.
A fully armored skeleton knight stood atop the hill. Behind him, several skeleton soldiers raised a banner depicting four arms (which hadn't been changed yet). Countless skeletons surged from the back of the hill like a tide. Both skeleton cavalry and skeleton infantry charged immediately upon seeing the scene in the valley below.
The saying goes, "High ground attacks low ground, and the best attack." With the help of the downhill slope, several skeleton cavalrymen rushed to the edge of the Blood Corpse horde in an instant, using their momentum to send a group of Blood Corpse flying, as if Harvest had entered a wheat field.
At the same time, accompanied by a "zzzzzz!!!!" sound, a series of sharp, high-pitched sounds rang out, like the piercing electrical noise emitted when a broadcast from another world is interfered with.
Many skeletons cannot speak, but that doesn't stop them from opening their mouths to create this ear-piercing noise to distract the enemy.
In particular, the simultaneous sound of thousands of skeleton soldiers caused the ears of many Blood Corpse to burst open instantly, with two streams of foul blood flowing out of their ear holes.
Seeing the fierce battle before them, the two Blood Corpse fighting amongst themselves instantly reached a consensus and decided to unite against the enemy and deal with the skeletons first.
Four rows of enormous, almost bursting eyes looked toward the hill, and the heavily armored skeleton Chalco, naturally noticed this as well.
Unless there is no suitable opponent or a weaker party actively provokes them, battles between opponents of the same level will always be the main theme of this World of Disorder.
After exchanging glances and recognizing each other as opponents matched by the system, the two fat worms and the skeleton knight launched a simultaneous charge.
The Blood Corpse of the Rosalind Lineage become enormous after taking on worm form, almost as big as the Great Luck.
Chalco wasn't stupid; he wouldn't be foolish enough to charge headlong into an enemy like that.
So, just as the two were about to collide, the skeleton general remained expressionless, but suddenly pulled hard on the reins of his skeleton horse.
The skeletal horse he rode was no ordinary horse either; it almost instantly made a near-right-angle turn, causing the much larger worm to miss its target and simultaneously bringing Chalco to its side.
With a "whoosh," a bone spear engraved with runes was embedded in the body of the fat worm, causing it to let out a deafening roar.
Chalco's ears throbbed from the sound, but he still nimbly dodged the attack from the second monster.
After casually stabbing a few mindless Blood Corpse to death, Chalco turned his horse around again, preparing to face the monster's second charge like a matador.
The worm with two bone spears already stuck in its back charged again, while another slightly smaller worm monster coiled its body like a pill bug, rolling downhill in a near-spherical shape.