"Whirlwind Slash!"
Another curved sword appeared in Søren's palm, and in an instant, it rolled up a storm-like attack.
The so-called 'Great Whirlwind' was an astonishing speed of at least ten slashes per second. This kind of extreme speed would not affect the strength and accuracy of the attacks too much. In the case of a perfect dual-wielding weapon, this kind of attack speed could be doubled. Søren could not do it in his usual state. Only by relying on the effect of 'Greater Haste' could he barely reach the standard. After assassinating the oldest native Shaman in an instant, Søren quickly cleaned up the warriors next to him and rushed to another Shaman wearing a mask.
These guys were dressed a bit like Enchanters, and they had an aura that Søren did not like. It was a very chaotic power!
Corpses fell one by one.
Near the altar, some kind of terrible power was also rapidly condensing, and then countless blood flowed like a flowing river and gathered near the stone of the altar. Not only the blood of the first sacrifice, but also the blood of the targets killed by Søren.
The aborigines woke up from a dream and picked up their weapons!
But at this time, the elite pirates had already rushed in. One by one, the strong half-elf archers stepped on the roof, and then shot arrows at the enemies in front of them.
"Occupy the high ground!"
"Longbowmen suppress the target! Pay attention to the spellcasters nearby! "
These half-elf longbowmen were not warriors, but professional archers. They had mastered a small number of ranger skills, but there was little close combat training. As a mixed-blood intelligent creature with a part of elven blood, the half-elves knew very well how to play to their advantage. As long as their talent was good and the proportion of elven blood was high, they would receive archer training and choose targets with the ability to advance to a profession.
There were not many archers, but the combat effect was obvious!
Because their shooting speed was quite fast, and one of the older half-elves was more steady. He could actually hold six arrows in one hand. Although he could not do the magical shooting skill of [Multiple Arrows], he could save the process of pulling out the arrows from behind. He actually shot seven or eight arrows in two seconds! In front of his eyes, the indigenous warriors fell one after another. This kind of extraordinary skill was no longer something that could be achieved through ordinary training. It required one's own talent to keep up!
Even with a mortal's elemental foundation, he was able to surpass Søren's explosive power in archery.
The explosive power of this group of archers was quite amazing. More than two-thirds of them pulled out three arrows from their backs at the same time, which meant that they all had the ability [Continuous Shooting].
If it wasn't for the fact that Magic Archers required a high amount of talent and a certain amount of spellcasting ability, they would be worth a lot of money to nurture!
…
There were no more aborigines standing in front of Søren.
When the blood gathered on the altar, the nearby aborigines seemed to have seen something terrifying and retreated one after another.
They were actually afraid of the god they served!
The thick blood gradually condensed into a distorted monster with an indescribable appearance. It looked a bit like a Sludge Monster, but there was a vague human silhouette in the middle.
"Blood Cocoon?"
The monster in front of him made Søren stunned for a moment. He seemed to have seen something similar in the bottomless abyss, but it was not so terrible. It seemed to be the offspring of a demon lord that looked like a cocoon. The familiar fluctuations of the gods emerged. Søren could be sure that the distorted monster in front of him was its incarnation, but it was the first time he had encountered an enemy in this form.
— — "Shadowstrike!"
— — "Sword Form [Horizontal Slash]!"
Søren's figure disappeared in place. With the afterimage left by the high-speed movement, the curved sword Icingdeath hit the target in an instant.
There was no dodge.
The monster in front of him just stood there and let Søren attack. There was a strange cold light on Icingdeath. It was like cutting through jelly. There was no resistance point at all, and it easily penetrated the opponent's body. But in the next moment, the blood that had become like jelly pudding surged up and turned into strange tentacles that stabbed into Søren's body.
"Physical immunity?"
Søren's figure retreated quickly, and his face suddenly became serious. Just now, he had cut a more than three meters long sword mark, but the opponent did not feel the slightest bit of pain, and the wound healed easily. Søren's damage to it was probably very low. He only relied on the power of Shadow Erosion and the cold energy of Icingdeath to hurt it a little. But judging from the shape of the enemy, its regeneration ability was also quite amazing, because its body had been absorbing the blood nearby.
"What the hell is this?"
Søren jumped up suddenly. Blood flowed under his feet, and then rolled over like a curtain.
It was very corrosive.
A corrosive effect that was only effective on flesh and blood creatures. The corpse in front of him was completely corroded by the blood, but the soil and rocks were not affected at all.
Søren swung his sword again!
This time, he broke out with all his strength and directly cut off the semi-solid state of blood. But the strange thing happened again. These cut bodies automatically moved towards the main body and then merged again.
"It's really like some Ooze monsters!"
Søren had almost figured out the characteristics of the enemy after two probing attacks. He murmured, "So, physical attacks really don't have much effect on it?"
— — "Law: Intimidate!"
Ineffective.
As more and more flesh and blood were corroded, the body of the distorted monster became bigger and bigger. Suddenly, its body began to change. Hands, feet, and head stretched out from the pool of flesh and blood, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood giant.
It had no eyes, no heart, and no vital organs.
On the surface of the body, there was semi-solid blood flowing slowly. There was only a vague outline of the head. It cast a spell towards Søren, then raised its fist and smashed towards him.
"It can change its form and cast divine spells!"
Søren's figure disappeared and quickly moved away. He murmured, "Looks like it's a demigod!"
— — "Blasphemy!"
Ineffective.
The strange demonic language was heard and instantly pierced Søren's soul.
Unfortunately, this kind of attack was useless. Søren had accumulated a lot of resistance over the years, so he was not afraid of this kind of attack that directly controlled the enemy.
The blood giant rushed towards Søren.
He could feel that the power of the ground was gathering towards it, and its form, which was far more than a spirit, was gradually changing into a form similar to a spirit.
Rumble!
Although it was semi-solid flesh and blood, a huge crater was formed when it hit the ground.
Søren flew past the side of the enemy, and with the cold light of his sword, another shocking wound appeared. However, the enemy's body quickly recovered.
"The blood is like a layer of protection! It's basically useless to attack the outside! "
"But I can't touch the blood directly. This thing is quite corrosive. If I get entangled, it'll be hard to get away."
In just a short while.
The enemy's form changed again. The body of the blood giant was distorted. It was originally in the form of a human, but now it had the appearance of a full-armed King Kong. In an instant, its explosive power was greatly increased, and it rushed towards Søren at an astonishing speed.
The form changed.
It seemed that the ability it possessed had also changed!
This was the ability of the legendary [Transfiguration]. Its own attributes and characteristics would change with the transformation.
In the face of this kind of enemy with high physical resistance, Søren was really a bit difficult to deal with. However, he was not completely helpless. He quickly pulled away, and the curved sword in his hand disappeared, replaced by a ball of flame.
"Melf's Minute Meteors [Enhance Spell]!"
The jumping flame appeared in Søren's palm, and as he moved at an amazing speed, there were strange flame shadows in the air.
Rumble!
A violent explosion sounded. When Søren raised his palm and threw out the Minute Meteors, the huge body of the enemy immediately exploded.
Flesh and blood splattered.
An obvious crater appeared.
Søren did not stop at all. One after another, Minute Meteors whizzed out. In the deafening explosion, the blood giant in front of him was getting smaller and smaller. Its whole body had been blown up by Søren!
"Melf's Minute Meteors [Enhance Spell]!"
After a round of Melf's Minute Meteors, Søren seemed to feel that the lethality was not enough, so he directly replaced it with Melf's Minute Meteors with Enhanced Spell Memory.
This time, the effect of the explosion was even more amazing!
Although Melf's Minute Meteors did not cause much damage directly, its damage penetration ability was quite strong. Otherwise, it would not be called 'God Slaying Spell'.
Many adventurers relied on it to break the defensive field of the Saint form!
Now.
Søren could only use it to kill the enemy in front of him bit by bit. Anyway, the opponent was not as fast as him, and various control spells were basically ineffective against Søren. In this case, he could completely kite the enemy and did not have to fight head-on.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
After a round of Melf's Minute Meteors, the blood giant's body was getting smaller and smaller. Its own regeneration speed could not keep up at all, and the accumulated spell damage had made its injury worse.
"Melf's Minute Meteors [Enhance Spell]!"
The flame of Minute Meteors appeared in Søren's palm again. As a half-baked Wizard, the number of spells he had mastered was far less than other people. However, there seemed to be an advantage to this. That was, Søren had enough spell slots to remember more 'Melf's Minute Meteors'. He did not have to reserve life-saving spell slots like other Wizards. Søren's Rogue ability was enough. All of his Spell Slots were used to memorize buff and attack spells.
After one round, there was another round.
Regardless of whether he could kill the enemy in front of him or not, he had to throw out all the 'Melf's Minute Meteors' first.
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