Chapter 162 No Artistic Cells at All (Happy New Year)

A strong stench of rotting corpses filled the air, and what came out of the church was a four-meter-tall monster. A strange black chain wrapped around his body.

The chief guard's clothes were hanging on its stomach, and the two rows of cold bones were clearly a big mouth that could swallow life at any time.

Stitches.

Man-made monsters created by necromancers who have mastered alchemy. They have immortal life and chaotic intelligence. Due to the different materials used, their combat effectiveness is also different, but the weakest suture monster is also a terrifying killing on the battlefield. machine.

Tang En was full of doubts: How could this monster appear here? It's not far from Alyns here, a few days' journey is nothing to a real master, and a necromancer will undoubtedly die if he comes to this kind of place.

"Monster!!!"

The rest of the guards saw that the chief guard was swallowed up by the monster in the blink of an eye, they were scared out of their wits and ran away even faster.

"Meat... food... bring me here!"

The bloated and heavy Stitched Monster did not move slowly at all. With a flick of its huge arm, the black iron hook whizzed out, directly hooking a fleeing guard, pulling the arm behind it forcefully, and the chain flew away with the guard. When he came back, at the same time, the two arms holding the meat cleaver on the Stitcher's shoulders were severed!

In the blink of an eye, the bodyguard's flesh and blood flew all over the place. Immediately afterwards, the bone on the Stitcher's stomach twisted and opened, swallowing the bodyguard's body...

Then spit out the armor again.

In the church, the necromancer Ignaz, who was standing among a pile of corpses, frowned.

"These damned idiots, I thought they could be useful, but I didn't expect them to be so useless... Well, if they die, they will become my new experimental subjects."

Ignaz looked at the Stitching Monster with a frenzied expression on his face: "It seems that the refining method of the Stitching Monster I got this time turned out to be true... Although the ceremony was interrupted and the ceremony was not completed, it already has Enough strength."

"If the ceremony is complete and the materials used are replaced with a strong enough monster body or the body of a strong man, then I can even create a suture monster comparable to a master!"

"If there are enough materials, I can even form an invincible army! The extremely powerful stitch monsters are matched with the skeleton sea tactics, and every country in Prandal must submit to my army!"

Ignaz, who was in a state of frenzy, looked at the Stitch Monster as if he was looking at a perfect lover, but unfortunately that kind of affection would only make people's hair stand on end.

"You... are all going to die..."

The heavy footsteps of the Stitch Monster made a rumbling sound, and the guards hunted down by it fell into despair. They were eager to be rescued by the gods like never before.

It's a pity that their daily actions and unpious beliefs will not allow the gods to bless them.

So soon they followed in the captain's footsteps and became the rations of the stitch monsters.

All the robbers had been cleared away by the guards, and all the guards died tragically at the hands of the stitch monsters, and the morning mist shrouded in thick fog was silent in the town.

"Hungry... want to eat meat... smells like a living person..."

The stitch monster smelled the breath of living people in the air, and walked towards the hotel following the smell.

"Nora hates that monster."

Nora wrinkled her nose, very upset: "It smells so bad!"

"Really?" Tang En smiled, "Then just kill it."

Anyway, those deadly guards have already been killed by it, and it has run out of value, so there is no point in keeping it.

Tang En lightly waved his hand, and a bright fireball jumped out. Unstable flames danced around the fireball. He slapped his backhand, and the unstable fireball fell from the sky.

The stitch monster noticed the movement in the sky and stared at the approaching fireball.

The speed of the fireball was very slow, like a feather falling from the sky, light and fluttering.

"Fireball? Ridiculous... Stitch monster, crush it."

Ignaz only noticed the fireball at this time, but he didn't feel the breath of the strong man at all.

crush it?

The stitch monster looked at the falling fireball and wanted to swing out the chain, but it found that its body was so heavy that it couldn't move at all.

Master...quick...run away...

The Stitch Monster turned his head a little bluntly and looked towards the church.

Things like smashing it... I can't do it at all...

The fireball landed on the stitch monster, and the next moment, there was a bang, and the dazzling light tore through the darkness. It was like returning to the noon of the day for a moment, and the bright flame tornado rose into the sky, and the scorching flames would The Stitch's rotting body was completely burned to ashes, and even the black chains in its hands were completely melted.

The flame tornado lasted for less than a dozen seconds, and then disappeared, and the surroundings returned to darkness again. However, the hurricane just created by the flames dispelled the dense fog, making the streets in the dark night much clearer.

"How can this be!?"

Seeing that his proud work was destroyed, Ignaz was stunned, and then fell into a rage: "Who!? Who destroyed my wonderful work!? I want to take out your soul! Let you fall into eternal hell In pain!"

"Look, that's why I hate necromancers the most. I don't have any artistic cells. Is this kind of thing worthy of being called a wonderful work?"

Tang En walked into the church while chatting with Nora. After seeing the situation inside the church clearly, Tang En frowned.

It turned out that this necromancer had already killed everyone in the town, and he still killed them in the church...

"Aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"

Dunn looked at Ignaz curiously: "Killing believers in a church is blasphemy."

"Blasphemy? I was ready when I started deceiving Gerry Terrance."

Ignaz grinned and grabbed the bone staff: "I am already a dead person on the list of the gods. Since I am a dead person, how can I blaspheme the gods?"

Tang En shook his head secretly. If this world was really created by God, then he did not believe that these human means could deceive God.

Being able to feign death to become necromancers only shows that they have not touched the bottom line of the gods, and their pursuit of power is still within the tolerance of the gods.

But massacring civilians in a church is blatant blasphemy, if he can be safe in this way... In other words, the gods of this world may not be omniscient and omnipotent?

Is it even possible to actually be tricked?

Tang En's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he briefly came into contact with the will of the goddess of the earth, Niss Claire, at Fort Forge Hammer, Niss Claire didn't show any hostility towards him.

But he is still full of vigilance against the gods of this world.

There was a burst of loud bangs, the door of the church was sealed by a thick wall of bones, and then the corpses on the ground wobbled up and surrounded Ignaz in the center.

"Human mage, although I don't know who you are, but you are a good experimental material...I can feel that your body is different from other people...so I will leave you a whole body, thank you Master Gnaz..."

With a sinister smile, Ignaz threw a translucent purple skull at Tang En: "Curse of the Revenant!"

The purple skull wrapped around Tang En, and the wind howled, as if the temperature around him had dropped a lot.

Twain is very familiar with this skill. It can greatly reduce a person's dual resistance, defense and movement speed. It is a PVP magical skill, but for Twain at this moment, the effect of this skill is negligible, and it is almost immune.

"Bone Prison!"

Ignaz waved his staff, and the strange death magic power extracted the bones from the nearby corpses, and twisted them to form a prison outside Tang En.

"oh?"

Tang En raised his eyebrows. It really was a standard attack technique, restriction-control-the next one should be the bone spear, right?

A gloomy gray light emerged from Ignaz's staff, pointing at Tang En with a smirk: "Exhaustion!"

I guessed wrong...

Tang En pouted, oh, yes, he said he wanted to keep the whole body, and of course he wouldn't use the bone spear.

The gray ray hit Tang En's chest, but to Ignaz's surprise, the exhaustion technique was ineffective!

"How is this possible!? As long as it is a living thing, it cannot resist the effect of the heart exhaustion technique—except for the dragon—is it possible that you have a dragon's heart hidden in your body!?"

Ignaz cried out in surprise, and then became excited again. All his efforts were ineffective, and it didn't make him nervous, but instead made him more curious about Tang En.

"Look, I'm also trapped by you, and I'm about to die. Can you tell me why you appeared here before I die? You also slaughtered the people in this town."

Tang En looked at Ignaz innocently.

"Do I need a reason to kill someone?"

Ignaz grinned grimly and raised the staff of bones: "Since the mind-bending technique doesn't work for you, then destroy your soul directly! I will make good use of your body—go to hell!"

The necromancer's instinct told Ignaz that Twain's body was very different from other people's, so in order to preserve the integrity of his body as much as possible, the best way was to use Heart Exhaustion or Soul Disintegration.

The heart exhaustion technique may not be effective for a strong heart, but the disintegration of the soul is different. In this world, even many strong people have fragile souls, and necromancers are masters who are proficient in this way!

"Soul disintegration!"

Ignaz quickly completed the release of the spell, and his extremely powerful soul fragments merged with the magic power of death and rushed into Tang En's body!

However, when Ignaz's soul power rushed into Tang En's body, he was instantly stunned!

Great Lord of Death... what did he see! ?

Is this really the soul that a human mage should have! ?

The next moment, Ignaz's soul fragments were completely swallowed by a group of transparent flames!