At least two squads of players followed him as he charged into the encirclement of several priests, and then began a desperate fight.
But not everyone enjoys direct combat. Watching the priest without a lower body steadily approach his teammates from beneath the vines, [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] suddenly shouted at him:
"Look what this is!"
The priest whirled around and saw a man with a ecstatic expression carrying half a body, swaggering about a short distance away.
Hey! Your butt's right here!
Although most of his reason had been eroded by severe injury, parasitism, and rage, he still recognized that it was his lower body.
Then the half-priest roared and manipulated the vines to rush towards the person who was desecrating his body.
"Now! Turn him around!"
"[ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ]!" he shouted, not forgetting to turn off the translator.
[ Zhong Lele ], who had just been suppressed, immediately swung his knife forward and precisely severed the two vines that were wrapped around the half of the priest's body.
The priest, who had been relying on the Boston Ivy hanging from the ceiling for stability, suddenly shifted his body, moving like a stroke patient with hemiplegia.
[ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] also abandoned the remaining half of the priest, brandishing two daggers and charging forward, vowing to avenge the other party for stabbing him in the kidney.
The vines binding the half-priest were quickly severed, and he fell to the ground where the players hacked at him. However, the disgustingly green Boston Ivy once again wove a dense, impenetrable net, trapping the half-priest and his lower body within it, and then began to move rapidly toward Yiden's location.
Soon, a complete priest, forcibly pieced together, reappeared before the players.
Upon witnessing this scene, the [ Pond Fish and Old Abyss ] team was instantly "eyes bulging with rage".
The boss healed the elite monster!
Shameless!
Those priests who still retained some rationality also came to realize their current situation.
They knew that Yiden had saved them in a battle where they were certain to die. Looking at these outsiders whose fighting style could almost be described as chaotic, they slowly accepted the fact that they had been parasitized by Yiden.
After all, without these invaders, the bishop wouldn't have inserted his symbiotic plant into their bodies.
So you can't really blame the bishop. After defeating the invaders, the worst that could happen is that he can't leave the church anymore, but at least he can survive.
Thus, the priests' fighting style gradually changed from its initial chaotic state to an orderly one, and their professionally trained combat abilities were constantly being revived within them.
This is the territory built by Yiden; the Boston Ivy is the ceiling, the floor, the material that makes up the walls, and also the best stitches for severed limbs.
Even when they were defeated in battle or their bodies were shattered, a net woven from plants would bring them back to the bishop, which slowly increased their confidence.
The players quickly realized something was wrong.
Why are the other side also fighting good guys?
They were all taught by the same master, so is it possible that they won't be able to counter his moves?
A player who had been seriously injured and came to Ed for treatment asked:
"My lord, the BOSS on the other side... uh, the enemy leader's abilities are very similar to ours..."
Ed thoughtfully pointed to a priest whose body had already been pieced together four or five times:
"Look at his wound; it could reopen at any moment. Their resurrection is not without its limitations..."
Just then, another person suddenly interrupted Ed's narration:
"My lord, please save me!"
Ed turned around and saw that the newcomer was none other than [ Good Times Don't Last ], with [ Howling Pothos ] covering his retreat behind him.
He was clutching his left shoulder when he came to Ed's side, and immediately let go of his hand. A lump of flesh, like minced meat, quickly slumped down.
How did you do that?
Ed looked at the scene before him that would give a child nightmares and asked...
"There was an enemy who was skilled with a hammer; I took a hit from him..."
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] His face showed no pain from the severed limbs, only anxiety to return to the battlefield.
Ed glanced at it and began rummaging through the large wooden crate, only to discover a small problem...
He wore less on his left hand.
Ed was somewhat inexperienced in sourcing materials, and the parts he assembled came from dismantled bodies that had not yet been put into use.
Therefore, the number of left and right hands in the parts is exactly the same.
However, in actual combat, players are more likely to injure their left arm than their right arm, so Ed was surprised to find that his spare parts were running out.
Ed immediately activated his ability [ Vitality Touch Mark ], preparing to transform some other parts into his left hand.
[ Howling Pothos ] understood the situation upon seeing this, frowned and pondered for a few seconds before suddenly speaking:
"My Lord, may we use someone else's hands?"
Ed answered without hesitation:
"Sure."
This is obviously possible. Just like in the previous battle, when the players were reduced to pieces by a team of elite priests, Ed wouldn't specifically pick out a player to assemble. Instead, he would use whatever he could find. That's why situations like "Dude, it looks like you're using my hand?" occurred.
But why would [ Howling Pothos ] ask such a question?
All players are currently in combat mode, and even if someone loses an arm, they will try their best to retrieve it to prevent the respawn time from being too slow.
Players like [ Good Times Don't Last ] who need new arms do so because their previous limb damage was so severe that they didn't have any spare hands.
Ah, could it be...?
Ed looked up abruptly from the pile of parts at [ Howling Pothos ], only to see a reassuring silhouette from behind...
"Come on, you clumsy dummy, I can kill you once, and I can kill you ten times over!"
In a small battlefield, [ Litang's Supremely Fierce Tiger ] and others were ganging up on the priest who had been pieced back together for the third time.
However, the opposing team also figured out their tactics during these resurrections, and killing them and forcing them to resurrect in Yiden gradually became less and less easy.
Just as the priest extended his twin swords to cut a vine from the Pond Fish and Old Abyss and block a slash, a figure suddenly appeared behind him.
Sensing the terrifying attack about to strike from behind, the priest turned around and swung his sword. He thought that even if this strike couldn't kill his opponent, it would at least throw him Imbalance and give him a chance to catch his breath.
However, there was no one behind him, or rather, no one within his attack range; there was only a dagger wrapped around the end of Deadwood Vine and thrown out as a throwing knife.
The vines tightened around the priest's skin as soon as they touched him. The priest struggled to pull back and try to break free, but instead, he placed his left arm in the tightening wound.
With a struggle, he was freed. Before he could even feel happy, he saw the Deadwood Vine with the knife had already grabbed his left arm and returned to someone's hand.