Chapter 210 The Ferocious Bull Descends! Kamui Mask!
In the wide corridor, Dix lightly tapped his shoulder with his blood gun, a fanatical, wicked smile of impending triumph on his face.
"Alright, let's start the rampage! Let's start the bloody slaughter, friend or foe!"
Pfft!
Before he could finish speaking, golden and silver light swept across the atmosphere, carrying the force of thunder, pinning him and his gun firmly to a distant stone pillar!
This sudden turn of events left the enemy bewildered, only able to stare blankly through the broken lens at Arthur and his companions, whose expressions remained unchanged.
"Why, why..."
The chaotic curse originating from their bloodline is an extraordinary first-encounter kill that guarantees a one-hit kill!
How could this ultimate technique, which no magic can counter, possibly fail!
Bert picked at his ear with a disgruntled expression; the shrill, resentful echo from earlier still made him extremely uncomfortable.
His next move was—
The Cold Moon Blade drew a deadly arc in mid-air, and Dix, who had no time to beg for mercy, was violently cleaved from head to crotch, with red and white matter splattered all over the ground.
Finn, who quickly stepped forward and drew his gold and silver twin spears, couldn't help but frown.
"It's a rare find to have someone alive; it's a bit of a waste."
Bert spat angrily on the ground, his face full of arrogance.
"Are you still half asleep? Do you expect the Dark Faction people to give in?"
Gareth, ignoring the werewolf's usual foul language, picked up a still-glowing dirt card from around his neck and clicked his tongue in amazement.
"This magical item has more comprehensive defensive capabilities than Riveria's [Veil Breath], but unfortunately, replenishing its magic power is a major problem."
Arthur wasn't wearing the Earth Mother badge; he rubbed his ringing ears and tried to comfort himself.
"It's already quite good that it can recover magic over time, old man, don't be too picky."
Gareth, who had the lowest magic power among the cadre group, smacked his lips and shouted at Finn and the other person guarding the gate of Oricalcum.
"How's the situation outside?"
"There are no monsters; the enemies come to us on their own."
Finn breathed a sigh of relief after confirming the condition of the tunnel.
Bert glanced back at the still-warm corpse on the ground and sneered mercilessly.
"This idiot really thinks he can take down the four of us with just one move?"
Arthur also arrived at the tunnel gate and offered advice to Bert and Gareth, who had been in charge of clearing the way.
"The order of the return journey will be adjusted. Finn and I will lead the vanguard, and you..."
Before he could finish speaking, the giant gate of the orichalcum deep in the tunnel suddenly burst open!
A torrent of steel crashed through the super-hard alloy and the thick stone slab without warning, descending with a roar that shattered eardrums!
"Moo—!!!"
It has a majestic and twisted pair of huge horns, exaggeratedly thick and strong limbs, and an eerie dark green glimpse beneath its steel-colored skin.
Before the forehead of this giant bull monster, the upper body of a woman in her ethereal form was stretching out her graceful figure.
Arthur and his three companions stared at the giant bull that had completely blocked the tunnel, and they all felt a strong sense of déjà vu about it.
But compared to Dungeon's desperate nightmare, this monster was not even as bad as the unmolted Death Lord Flower.
Arthur placed his right hand on the hilt of durandal's sword, and wisps of wind rippled out from beneath his feet, instantly filling the entire deep tunnel.
"The enemy is constantly changing the structure of the artificial maze to lure large numbers of monsters closer. This is an excellent opportunity to perfect the map!"
"Okay, please."
Finn calmly raised his twin pistols: "A new species of Ascension, initially judged to be a strength-specialized type, it cannot be ruled out that it can use magic."
Gareth tightened his grip on the giant axe: "Then let this old man lead the charge and dismember its limbs first!"
Bert tossed his head and scoffed, "Who would wait for a slow old man!"
Moonlight covered his boots, and the werewolf, moving with lightning speed, sped up like a tornado before the monster could charge, kicking straight at the woman's body!
The giant bull, with its head held high, intercepted the swift attack with its hard horns, and flung Bert away. Then, it roared and stomped the ground to charge forward!
Gareth adjusted his helmet, his bearded lips curling into a wide grin, and roared.
"Don't think that we're still the same as before!"
A thunderous roar, like pile drivers, echoed with the sound of four hooves galloping. The battle axe, gathering simple, unadorned gray-brown elements, shattered the ground and clashed head-on!
Amidst the deafening sound of hammering, the giant bull, charging forward headfirst, cried out in pain. The super-hard alloy ground covered with stone slabs collapsed with a crash, and the monster plunged deep into the pit!
Bert, who had returned, stood on the ceiling, his figure flashing ghostly among the flying alloy blocks, kicking away all obstacles to clear a deadly path for his companions!
Without any prompting, a wild battle cry erupted from Finn's mouth!
The little human, whose pupils were stained blood red, swung his arm and hurled the demonic spear, which he had poured all his strength into!
A silver beam of light pierced through the air, striking the woman's throat and the giant bull's head from above, sending black blood and bone flying everywhere!
A single, decisive blow!
Bert's speed increased even more, and after kicking away the Roland spear, he turned and retreated rapidly!
The next instant, the giant bull's body stiffened involuntarily, and the wound that should have been bleeding stopped abruptly!
Thick, viscous ink gushed from the wound, its aura undergoing a complete transformation!
Finn, suppressing the bloodlust in his eyes, caught Roland's spear and reminded the two who were on high alert.
"The second stage of the new species' metamorphosis is coming! A fatal wound will trigger its transformation, so don't be careless!"
"knew!"
"Hey! Arthur, how long until the monster arrives nearby?"
Arthur, who was intently listening to the surging wind, couldn't help but look up and tease Bert, who was darting around near the giant bull.
"You seemed to be having a lot of fun with it, so I thought you weren't in a hurry at all."
Bert, with his protruding canine teeth, leaped and flashed, his legs unleashing a continuous barrage of crescent blades that forced the fairy to lower her lifeless golden eyes!
"Don't tell me lame jokes at a time like this! I just want to kick this disgusting monster to death!"
The giant bull, trapped deep in the pit, trembled violently as cracks gradually appeared on its hardened hide under the dwarf's furious, overwhelming blows!
"Moo—!"
Amidst the desperate roars of a cornered beast, the stone slab cracked once more, and the ultra-hard alloy floor completely collapsed!
The group suddenly lost their footing and plummeted from the top of the fifth-floor ceiling!
"Oops!"
Gareth, who was in charge of restricting the monster's movement, quickly looked up and found that, except for Arthur who was at the back, all three of them had been hit!
Once freed, the vicious bullfighting game begins!
The giant bull's frantic stomping on the floor triggered tremors, and the shockwaves mercilessly battered the dwarves' heavy armor and the werewolves' light armor!
Gareth and Bert, both covered in grime, spread out, while Finn took turns thrusting with his dual pistols to draw the attention of the giant bull!
Arthur rushed to the edge of the pit on the fourth level and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the three people below still had the upper hand on the battlefield.
Crimson curse power surged rapidly from his body, pulling him down from the edge of the pit!
However, at that very moment, a chaotic divine power suddenly descended!
A filthy figure wearing a mask, carrying violent and chaotic energy particles, arrived in an instant!
Arthur's pupils contracted sharply. He held Durandal in front of him, directly withstanding the brutal divine power from the masked man's palm. He was slammed heavily into the stone slab!
In an instant, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ultra-hard alloy layer beneath the stone slab, and then it exploded, sending countless metal fragments flying like rain!
The pain in his back made him wince, but in just a moment, a simple and brutal straight kick landed on the masked man's chest, sending him flying into a deep crater like a broken tile!
The loud noise startled Finn and his two companions. Their eyelids twitched wildly when they saw the crater-like depressions left by Arthur and the mysterious enemy.
The outspoken Bert dodged out of the battle and shouted to the sky.
"Hey! You monster, are you dead?!"
"You have a truly unique way of showing concern for people."
Arthur climbed out of the pit, brushed the metallic dust off his shoulders, and stared intently at the masked man below, whose divine power surged wildly. A long-lost excitement curled at the corner of his mouth.
"A colorful magic stone imbued with divine power... and there's a weirdo like you?"