The Rise of the Cemetery

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There was a muffled sound like a skin prick being pierced.

Halfus, whose whole body was metalized, broke out from the grip of the hated giant, directly piercing through his flesh.

For a moment, blood dripped down, and broken limbs and remnants splashed all over the sky.

Out of the control of the opponent, Halfus's star outfit exploded with radiance, and his whole body was like a cannonball out of its chamber. It shattered a small building on the side of the main street with a whizzing sound, and went straight into a secret underground place below. In the secret room.

There, a miniature pentagram magic circle that was exactly the same as the previous mysterious magic circle was shining brightly, and the intruder he was looking for, Karthus the Deathsinger, was standing in the center of the magic circle, slowly and carefully Promoting the operation of the magic circle.

If Karthus hadn't acted out of the ordinary, with Halfus' mental strength, it would be impossible to find him in this filthy land. But now that he has made a move, Halfus can easily find the location of Karthus' body along the line of hating giants.

"snort!"

There was no second word at all, Halfus just swept his mind away, and he had a panoramic view of the entire layout of the underground secret room. The starlight on his body skyrocketed, and in the jet of massive mysterious ectoplasm, he turned himself into a swift shell and slammed it at the evil dragon lich who was manipulating the magic circle.

Short and thin like a seven or eight-year-old child, the dracolich Karthus looked up at the mysterious metal doll charging forward, and could only choose to give up control of the magic circle. Although his level is higher than that of the incoming great wizard, but if it comes to close combat, ten Karthus tied up may not be the opponent of the incoming one.

With a heavy thud on his right foot, Karthus had already used the technique of "shifting shape" to exchange positions with another corpse puppet. As soon as the newly concocted corpse puppet appeared, it was smashed into bone fragments by the metal puppet that jumped at it, and Karthus' body instantly appeared on the shoulder of the hating giant.

Glancing coldly at the metal-clad 8th-ringed great wizard, Karthus' figure was submerged in the disgusting flesh under his feet, and he merged with his own undead creation.

After the fusion was completed, the skin on the chest of the hated giant cracked, and a human head the size of a millstone squeezed out from it. Judging from its facial features, it was clearly the appearance of Karthus.

After the soul fusion, the abominable giant, who was a bit clumsy and slow just now, became flexible and changeable in an instant, and its combat power skyrocketed. A pair of fists the size of a house slammed repeatedly, and in the blink of an eye, the barrier above the underground chamber was completely removed, and the metal doll transformed by Halfus was exposed again.

Now the two of them had no room to change, they could only roar and collide with each other.

A small and heavy metal doll nearly 3 meters high, and a hateful giant 25 meters high and bloody all over its body. Once these two big men attack unscrupulously, the town of Palan, which has been ravaged in every possible way, has finally come to an end.

The houses were smashed into pieces of rubble under the squeeze and collision of the huge body, and the earth and rocks splashed and debris flew from the wooden houses under the heavy iron fist. A bewildering dust storm soared into the sky, wrapping the town in gray and thick smog.

Karthus, who was not good at close combat, suddenly got such a huge "toy", so he naturally wanted to go berserk. Driven by his mad consciousness, two arms grew out of nowhere on the body of the hated giant. With the four giant arms as thick as stone pillars waving wildly, any object that touched it would turn into an angry bird. Soar.

But even if the hated giant could whip out the carriage-sized green stone like a bowling ball, it couldn't shake the metal doll that was half smaller than him.

Although the opponent was far inferior to the Hateful Giant in terms of strength, but the metal dolls were solid, and in a frontal collision, the ones who suffered were the significantly larger Hateful Giants. Every time the fist hits, the metal puppet will break out of the body, directly piercing a bloody hole in the thick arm or body of the abominable giant.

Fortunately, with the support of Karthus's crazy consciousness, no matter how heavy the damage the abominable giant received, the body composed of thousands of human stumps could cover the defects of the body by shifting the limbs just for a while. In this way, I will not make myself appear scarred and riddled with holes.

Although this abominable giant that has cast the flesh and soul of all the residents of Paland Town is infinitely powerful, it has not undergone special preparation and modification after all, and its defense is still a little weak. If Karthus hadn't frantically urged dozens of strange blood sausages as tough as steel cables to wrap around the body of the metal doll desperately, the abominable giant would have been defeated by the more condensed metal doll long ago.

Although the metal doll was invincible on the battlefield, Halfus was not as relaxed as it appeared on the inside. The metal puppet formed by fusing his psychic powers with mysterious astral substances and combining with his body is not a painless body after all. Ordinary low-level damage may not be able to break through the defense of the star suit. The four fleshy fists of the hateful giant are bigger than his body, and the power shock brought by each bombardment makes him frown.

It doesn't matter once or twice, and he can survive ten or twenty times without changing his face, but the crazy bombardment and collision of one or two hundred times in a row has caused Halfus a lot of injuries.

The star suit is him, and he is the star suit.

The two that cannot be disassembled after fusion are actually a whole.

The astral substance may not cause pain or fatigue, but he who carries the astral costume is still an out-and-out flesh and blood wizard with soul and consciousness.

The violent and frequent frontal impacts made Halfus a little unbearable.

Although countless blood pits have been smashed on the surface of the giant's huge and bloated body, and several transparent blood holes have been pierced, the intruder who melted his soul seems to have completely melted, and there is no trace of it at all.

Doesn't this hating giant have any flaws such as cores and vital points?

With all kinds of doubts, Halfus gritted his teeth, avoiding the iron fist with the steel arm that slammed down with a roar, and appeared in front of the hated giant's chest.

A super-compressed "mind blast" swept the audience!

This kind of psychic art that directly attacks the soul consciousness is the best way to deal with spirit creatures. That Karthus dared to fuse his soul with the hateful giant in front of him. Although he could obtain the opponent's almost invincible powerful flesh and blood body in a disguised form, it was equivalent to entrusting his soul to a group of rotten flesh for protection.

A pile of temporarily catalyzed rotting flesh is of course inferior in resistance to Karthus' body that has been tempered and tempered. Therefore, while acquiring a different kind of powerful body, Karthus also lost the magic resistance far beyond ordinary people. Among them, one plus one minus, it is difficult for outsiders to judge which one is more worthwhile.

However, the seasoned Halfers saw that the opponent could not be dealt with in a frontal confrontation, so he immediately changed his tactics and made the idea of ​​"beheading" the opponent. As long as he finds and locks the combined consciousness of the intruder and the abominable giant, he is sure to destroy it within two or two fingers.

When the power of the mind blast swept across the surroundings, Halfus could clearly feel that the big man in front of him was stiff and slow for a moment. This left an opportunity for him to break open the opponent's hard and dense chest. To be honest, without the interference of psychic powers, Halfus wouldn't dare to stay in a position where the four giant hands could attack even if his whole body was turned into astral matter.

If it weren't for his extremely powerful star suit, any body-training wizard here would probably not be able to withstand a slap of a cattail fan the size of a house.

Halfus shouted violently, and the star suit wrapped around his arms began to disintegrate, and suddenly turned into two long metal knives one and a half meters long, filled with mysterious astral substances. Under the vigorous slashing and chopping of the great wizard, the flesh and blood stuck to the mysterious ectoplasm immediately withered and withered, and detached from the abominable giant's body.

If these necrotic flesh and blood were not attached to the mysterious ectoplasm, they would soon be absorbed back into the giant's body again and become a part of its invincible body. But now, with the interference of the mysterious ectoplasm, the detached flesh and blood have completely lost their soul activity, and can no longer be used by giants.

Such a vicious tactic of drawing fire from the bottom is also the best tactic to deal with the abominable giant with infinite regeneration ability!

It's a pity that using such means is not without cost. The abominable giant couldn't take back the large pieces of flesh and blood that had collapsed, but Halfus couldn't take back the mysterious ectoplasm floating on it either.

If it weren't for the bigger conspiracy in his heart, Halfus would never have made such a decisive choice!

Wielding the metal saber, Halfus rushed all the way into the body of the abominable giant, slashing and chopping frantically among the horrible corpses and broken limbs, and the broken flesh and blood rained from the huge opening in the giant's chest. like falling. The abominable giant roared wildly and slapped his chest, but he could do nothing about the "little bug" that got into his body.

But it can't help it, but it doesn't mean that Karthus, who is behind the scenes, can't help it!

The abominable giant suddenly stood still, and a dozen huge mucous membranes more than 2 meters high suddenly protruded from all over the body. With an angry roar, the mucous membrane was torn apart from the inside, and scary wights with strange and flexible movements came out of it.

Although these corpse monsters spawned from their own flesh and blood are small in size, they are obviously more suitable for fighting and killing in such small occasions. They swayed their bodies, and after shaking off the mucus on the uneven surface, they grabbed the giant's fleshy body with sharp claws, jumped like flying on it, turned over and burrowed into the big hole in the chest.

Soon, more crazed and violent fighting fluctuations came from the giant's body.

The already uneven body surface is more like a pot of boiling soup, with huge swelling swelling up from time to time, and some broken limbs and round heads of corpse monsters fly out from the breach every now and then.

When all the spawned corpses were killed, the metal puppet transformed by Halfus couldn't help panting violently.