Han Dong, wrapped in a furry white bear coat, walked at the front of the team.
The Truth Demonic Sword, full name 'Trendis's Lost Demonic Sword, Eraser of Truth'.
It floated beside him, occasionally changing its position automatically.
The body of the sword would also tilt to different degrees, like shaking its head or adjusting its posture.
No matter how the cold wind howled or how low the temperature was, the Truth Demonic Sword was not affected by the cold.
And with Han Dong's use during this period of time, the fluid on the surface of the sword had taken on a turbulent state, and at the same time, an aura that symbolized eternal death was entwined around it.
Pope suddenly asked.
"Nicholas, the other party is not affected by the domain and immune to magic … Your mental attack actually worked?"
"I wasn't sure if it would work at the time.
My [Maniac Laughter] had a breakthrough not long ago, and I was planning to find a target to test its effects. This kind of undead that was born in the shattered dimensions could be considered an excellent experimental target.
So I made a hypothesis. If it didn't work, I would shatter the target along with the skull.
If it worked, I would preserve the skull for my use.
… I didn't expect it to really work. "
"What's the current situation of the skull?"
"It's still being eroded, and the progress is slower than expected. We'll wait until it's completely eroded before digging for information … Based on the current situation, the other team should be like us, advancing from the other side of the [Frozen Earth].
If they're strong enough, we should meet in the center of this frozen earth.
Also, since this group of undead is absolutely hostile to us, we might as well kill our way through. Don't let go of any bunkers we encounter along the way.
Not only can we weaken their combat strength, but we can also gather some information.
If they send reinforcements, we'll consider changing our route. Anyway, with Pope here, I don't have to worry about this. "
Pope nodded in affirmation at Han Dong's inference. "Mm …"
After the first contact, and the fact that Han Dong could kill the undead in one move, everyone was relatively more at ease.
As they advanced towards the next bunker, Eugenice, wrapped in a black meat coat, took the initiative to step forward.
Just the breath he exhaled added a different smell to this frozen earth.
"Let me try this time … While there aren't many undead, I can familiarize myself with them."
"Alright."
Han Dong stepped aside and let Eugenice be the first to step into the [Square Bunker].
He had wanted to see how Eugene had changed during this time.
After all, in the previous incident, Eugenice could be considered a beneficiary. He had obtained M.O.'s arm, and his control of the Demonic Book had reached a deeper level.
In terms of birth,
Eugenice was known as the greatest biological masterpiece of the Ancient Ones, the most perfect hybrid demon race, and the most unique existence among the Shugas. In layman's terms, he could even be called the prince of the Shugas.
He was the only Perfect Xiugus who had passed through the depths of the Mountain of Flesh in his youth and been verified by the Ancients.
He had obtained another masterpiece left behind by the Ancient Ones — the [Thousand-Colored Evil Eye]. It had perfectly fused with Eugenice at the genetic level, becoming his main eyeball.
In terms of talent,
Eugenice was able to occupy the fifth place among the strongest "Ten Primordial Substances" in the last hundred years, or even the last thousand years without any support. (Eugene had the chance to fight for the fourth place, but unfortunately, he met Aslan in the final round and lost.)
Now, Eugenice had won the London game and received the Demonic Book as a reward.
He was indeed qualified to catch up and even confront Grimm head-on one day.
…
Although the Square Bunker was different, the internal structure was almost the same.
They gradually approached the center along the passage.
This time, there were no skulls to welcome them. When they were close to the activity room of the bunker …
Crack, crack, crack ~ A series of crisp sounds of friction entered everyone's ears. It sounded like someone was carving something, but it also sounded like someone was scraping bones.
Eugenice, who was walking in the first place, had no intention of stopping.
At this moment, Han Dong, who was walking behind him, reminded him softly,
"There is no suitable level evaluation standard for the undead here.
Individually, a Regent can fully suppress the undead through the Regent's Domain, and then use more special means to obliterate them.
Since we haven't become a Regent yet, the Mythical Domain doesn't work on these guys. In addition, they have magic immunity, so we can only kill them in close combat … The risk will greatly increase.
Eugenice, try your best to kill them as soon as possible.
The longer we delay, the more disadvantageous it will be. "
Eugenice didn't respond to Han Dong's well-intentioned reminder at all.
When they arrived at the activity room in the center of the bunker, there was actually a door sign that read [Bone Carver – Bard Guhan]
Similarly, there was only one undead here.
A stooped body wrapped in a brown robe sat in front of a stone table.
The exposed ice crystal palm looked a little withered, and it should have been an old man when he was alive.
Holding an exquisite bone knife in his hand, he was carving some kind of ice ball in front of the stone table … carving it into an exquisite skull shape.
There were also ice sculptures in the form of bones scattered in the room, as if he was obsessed with 'bones.'
Just as Eugenice stepped through the door,
Some kind of 'cold connection' had formed between him and the old undead.
Eugenice's eyes also spied a kind of icy blue silk thread all over the room, connected to every part of his body.
"You killed that woman [Frost Breath] so quickly … It seems that I have to deal with you young people seriously. It's really rare that a Mythical Body can reach this level. "
As he spoke.
The Bone Carver with the bone knife scraped the air.
Crack crack crack ~
The crisp sound of bones being scraped was heard.
Plop!
Eugenice knelt down on one knee.
Han Dong, who was standing outside the door and observing, also had a troubled look on his face.
Because he had already spied that the scraping action just now had directly scraped away Eugenice's calf bone.
At the same time, there were also ice crystal bone spurs left in the flesh, so that the leg was completely scrapped.
Immediately after, there was another sound of bones being scraped.
Eugenice's other leg was also scrapped, and he knelt on both knees.
"Okay, it's the arm next."
Bone Scraper Bard continued to extend the knife, and as he scraped the bone like the previous two times, something strange happened. Crack!
There was a sound of jamming, as if the bone was too hard and couldn't be scraped at all.
It was also as if his knife was being bitten by a mouth.
Eugenice, whose green hair hung down and covered most of his face, said in a contemptuous and hoarse voice,
"Undead … is this all you've got? The King's arm can't be scraped. "
As soon as he finished speaking.
Eugenice's right arm instantly swelled and distorted.
Layers of rotten flesh and rubber stacked together, growing rapidly as if they were cancerous.
An extremely terrifying corpse eating mouth formed between the gaps of the flesh, constantly gnawing at the surrounding space.
The surface of the entire arm was also drawn with the [Corpse Eating Dogma] taken from the original Demonic Book, showing a kind of integrity.
Smack!
He pinched the old man sitting in the middle.
This scene made Han Dong and Bopp widen their eyes.
The well-read Bopp also saw the problem in this. He even had a sense of crisis that Eugenice might catch up to him.
"This should be the high-level secret technique recorded in the [Corpse Eating Cult's Ritual] — Raw Food Processing.
I didn't expect Eugenice to have already learned this technique … By eating M.O.'s arm raw, the Corpse Eating Cult in the body perfectly absorbs, recasts, and edifies it.
On the basis of retaining the arm's original attributes, he obtains a more perfect and more suitable arm for his own use. "
The Bone Sculptor, who was pinched, didn't have time to scrape the bone or make other escape movements.
The Ghoul King's palm had already begun to compress physically, and the mouths stacked between the palms were also devouring at the same time.
When the palm was completely squeezed, the Bone Sculptor was also completely eaten.
Burp!
Eugenice let out a fetid and extremely cold burp.
He reached out and pulled out a skull stained with yellow gastric juice from the depths of his throat and threw it to Han Dong.
"I didn't devour the consciousness, so it should still be usable."
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