"Holy crap, how can this guy's skills be so disgusting?"
As a fleshy ball the size of an adult exploded in mid-air, players within its area of effect burst into heartwarming exclamations in their native dialect.
I didn't think much of it when we were fighting the Tree Worship Church before, after all, even if the Aberration plants are evil, they are still plants.
But now, seeing that ball of flesh instantly transform into countless worms, even without all senses being synchronized, some players almost vomited just by looking at it.
"Don't come any closer!"
The panicked players instinctively reached out to block, only to find that the worms were already blocked by an indistinct, hazy barrier.
The worms didn't land directly on the players; instead, they slid down the folds of the barrier to the ground.
"Crackling and popping~"
The finger-sized worms rained down on the ground, making a strange sound.
"Die!"
Faced with this disgusting scene, the players all raised their signature flying kicks to swat at the insects.
"Pfft!"
The splattering sounds of sap filling the air were incessant, and almost instantly about a third of the worms died at the players' feet.
But these players were not Muller's target. His real purpose in releasing these worms was to reclaim the bodies of the dead players and integrate them into his own.
Ed should have been happy to see this happen, given Oliver's precedent of drinking vegetable juice.
However, the Rosalind Lineage's method of fusion is to first devour and then digest, while the Adelaide Lineage is different.
Looks like you do have some skills...
Ed manipulated the Resurrection Tree to reshape the bodies of several players, looking forward to the upcoming battle even more.
A large number of worms were scattered on the players' corpses. They didn't mind the dead flesh and blood, and opened their mouths to feast on it.
The insects engulfed several players' corpses, and even someone as efficient as Ed could only manage to manipulate the moss to snatch a few skeletons.
Muller, not far away, swept his lower body again, forcing a group of players back. Then, he lay there sideways, protecting the worms as they returned to his body.
The insect returned to his body, Muller roared, his powerful voice seemingly conveying that he had regained some strength.
Seeing this, Ed began to transmit his voice to Willow:
"Can you beat them? Do you need any help?"
This time, the Lich Lady did not " Read Without Replying ".
"Don't worry, if I can't even handle an Middle Tier opponent, how am I supposed to face Wens?"
"So you're really planning to go head-to-head with Wens...?"
"It's a blood feud; I have to do this."
The lich's resolute voice echoed in Ed's mind, leaving him with no more doubt about the lich's beliefs.
"Are you planning to kill Muller?"
Ed suddenly asked, noticing that Willow's confident tone had stirred some strange thoughts within him.
"What use is he to you?"
The lich didn't answer but instead asked a question.
"If Low Tier can be made into engines, then Middle Tier will certainly be even more useful."
Ed responded with a smile.
"... I remind you, anyone who tries to control vampires ends up suffering the consequences."
Although Willow's tone was serious, she seemed to have softened a little.
"That's because they only think about using vampires, instead of eliminating this threat altogether."
His tone also became slightly more formal.
"It's good that you know what's going on."
Willow thought for a moment and then said:
"Could I borrow the Alchemy Golem? Capturing a Middle Tier one alive isn't easy, but I've already figured out a way."
"Use it as you like."
"That makes the problem much simpler."
The lich said with a smile:
"From what I've observed, Muller doesn't possess the ability to Drain life force from the Wens Lineage; he doesn't even have the lowest-ranking earl's ability."
"In other words, if there are no flesh-and-blood creatures such as humans and animals around him, his replenishment rate will be much slower."
"After all, none of the vampires are vegetarians."
Ed for a moment and chuckled in the Root Network:
"I think I know what method you're planning to use."
On the battlefield, Silvis, who had lost half of his insect leg, had already begun to fight Muller's second insect leg on the right.
The remaining half of the insect's leg was still lurking, waiting for an opportunity to ambush him, like a thief whose hand had been cut off but whose thieving heart remained undiminished.
But the old knight looked completely confident.
The knight's sword whirled like the wind, forming a barrier around him that whistled through the air.
"Call--"
His movements became faster and faster, like an old-fashioned single-cylinder diesel engine that needed a period of warm-up before reaching its optimal state.
As the longsword danced, Silvis drew ever closer to Muller, forcing him to take the situation more seriously.
A faint, almost imperceptible sensation emanated from the old knight's armor.
The originally dull yellow armor was suddenly enveloped in a layer of pale blue light.
Seeing this, Silvis immediately understood—
That lich, which appeared out of nowhere, actually granted me protection!
What a kind person, no, what a lich!
Although it is unknown why the former demon race would fight alongside the Tree Worship Church, all forces can temporarily lay down their arms and unite in the face of the Blood Corpse.
He turned to look at the lich in the air, only to see the creature holding a scabbard in one hand, drawing arrays in the void, while waving its other hand at him.
Seeing this, Silvis instantly understood what the other party meant.
Give yourself a little time to buy yourself some time.
no problem!
With Willow's protection, Silvis instantly changed tactics, taking advantage of the shield she was wearing to quickly approach Muller's seemingly soft abdomen.
As the knight, wielding his longsword with impenetrable skill, suddenly charged forward, Muller's eyes, hidden within the folds of his worm-like body, twitched.
The knight raised his sword with both hands and slashed down, Muller's round body rolled to the side to dodge, then he flung his insect-like lower body away—
Silvis sensed the gust of wind and raised his sword to parry before he could even see it.
"Bite!"
The hardened keratin layer clashed head-on with the knight's sword, yet only a whitish groove was slashed out.
Upon closer inspection, Silvis realized that what was blocking his view was the tail end of the worm Muller.
The closer to the tail, the tougher rather than softer the Muller's skin becomes.
Unlike its seemingly fragile abdomen, this area was now covered with a layer of jet-black insect shell, clearly intended to protect the vital organs inside.
Its head has two pairs of legs, and its tail is a hard "log," making it difficult to deal with from either side.
Now!
Muller was not surprised that his attack was blocked; his opponent was a Middle Tier knight, and close combat was his absolute comfort zone.
But that wasn't the end of it. After what he had just done, Silvis had now fallen into his trap.