When facing this large group of Gnomes, I didn't have much fear in my heart. These guys could be considered as ordinary creatures.
Since they were ordinary creatures, how could they be a match for me and Uther?
One must know that we were both Domain Rank experts. Our Domain Rank aura alone was enough to suffocate an ordinary creature, let alone me and Uther working together.
Seeing the Gnomes with all kinds of weapons surrounding us, I didn't say anything and directly released my Domain Rank aura. I deliberately avoided the Dwarves, but the Gnomes weren't so lucky.
In an instant, these gnomes, whether it was the ordinary gnomes with low fighting strength, the explosives and stone throwers of the gnomes, even the cursemancers who knew a bit of magic, or even the Great Chieftain of the gnomes, were all killed.
They all fell to their knees at once. They had no choice but to submit to my might.
At this time, Fred walked to the altar in the center of the building. There was a strange totem made of the skull of a Snow Domain Yak. Not only was it a totem, it was also a flag.
In front of these Gnomes, Fred chopped the totem in half with his axe. The Gnomes' faces instantly turned sinister, but they couldn't resist the aura. They gnashed their teeth in anger and glared at Fred. Next, Fred took the Image Diamond that was placed on the altar.
This time, I could clearly sense that even with my powerful Domain level aura, I was unable to quell the rage of these gnomes who had reached the pinnacle of resistance.
I was almost unable to suppress them. Fortunately, Uther released his aura in time and I felt the pressure lessen a bit.
These Gnomes were angry but didn't dare to speak. They were so angry that their bodies trembled. It seemed that they would tear Fred apart in the next second.
Fred played with the Image Diamond in his hand. The Image Diamond was very big and heavy. However, just as he was playing with it, a figure came out of the building.
Strangely, that guy wasn't suppressed by Uther and my aura. It seemed that he wasn't ordinary.
If the Gnome's appearance was incomparably ugly, then the person who spoke must have never seen it before.
I've read about it in a book from the Belgrave Flammarion. This guy should be a Stitched Monster created by a Magician who studied the undead.
The raw materials for the flesh and blood of the giant Stitched Monster should have been taken from the surroundings of the Dwarf Kingdom's Althalia Ice Peak. It seemed that the main sources were the Frost Ancient Giants, Snow Yaks, Snow Hairy Men, Snow Apes, Mammoths, Saber-Toothed Tigers, and all kinds of scattered corpses.
The beauty of the Stitched Monsters allowed these dead creatures to move in the form of living creatures. In the bodies of these stitched together monsters, all the physiological systems were functioning normally. The blood circulation system provided energy, the digestive system took in nutrients, the nervous system and the motor system provided mobility, and the metabolic system was like that of ordinary creatures. New cells were constantly being produced to replace the old and dead cells.
Because of this, these sinister and frightening things actually seemed to have a life force that was about to collapse. This was the masterpiece of the Undead Magic Fusion Monsters. If a curious researcher were to dissect it, they would definitely be shocked by these amazing creations. This was simply a terrifying life form created by humans, a monster born to kill.
However, since it was pieced together from the tissues of corpses, it was inevitable that this fellow would also have a strange stench.
This stinking Stitched Monster walked towards Phillide, who was playing with the shadow diamond. Five or six long arms of Snow Apes hung from its fat body. It shuddered as it walked, and the stench of green water dripped down from the stitched marks on its belly.
Phillide was too focused on playing with the shadow diamond. It was only when he smelled the pungent smell that he noticed something was wrong. He turned around and was almost scared silly.
However, his warrior instincts immediately made him pick up the double-edged axe in his hand and hack at the Stitched Monster. The sharp edge of the axe quickly cut open the Stitched Monster's skin. Phillide saw a yellowish-brown layer of fat inside, and dense muscles below.
After cutting open the muscles with some effort, he saw a green liquid flowing below. It looked like blood, but also like some kind of special body fluid. This liquid was continuously secreted from a kind of translucent colloid.
After separating the colloid, he saw the internal organs of the Stitched Monster, as well as a surprisingly large animal organ.
He realized that some things on the Stitched Monster were more complicated than he had imagined. Not to mention other things, just the fact that it could create a Stitched Monster and create a life form was extremely shocking. If he wanted to understand the core knowledge of the Stitched Monster, it would be impossible for mages who didn't have a deep understanding of Undead Magic.
The Stitched Monster's reaction was a little slow. It only reacted after Phillide had cut open a large piece of it. The Stitched Monster was instantly enraged. It howled, and the tentacles on its back hooked Phillide's head and pressed it deep into the green water on its belly. When Phillide raised his head again, he had already fainted from the green water.
At this moment, the others saw the situation and wanted to help. They couldn't just watch Phillide get killed by the monster.
The Stitched Monster laughed loudly. It opened its distorted mouth and said to us in the Derman language, "How is it, dwarves? It tastes great, doesn't it? Haha! "
I could see that the Stitched Monster was very happy. It seemed to like teasing its enemies, or rather, its prey. What I didn't expect was that this guy had a high IQ and could speak the Derman language. Why were all the monsters in the Abyss of Despair able to speak the Derman language?
What I didn't expect was that the Stitched Monster's body, which had been cut open by Phillide's axe, had automatically healed. It was really mysterious and terrifying. I couldn't help but take this terrifying monster seriously.
The Stitched Monster seemed to have a lot of strength. Although it was a little fat, it looked like it had a lot of strength. It was about half the size of an Ancient Giant, and its body stank. The Stitched Monster wasn't afraid of pain, and its weight was astonishing. It simply stood there and gave people an invisible deterrent force.
"Pitiful people, my name is Lord Clement. Today, I'll let you know why you died. I'm in a good mood today, and I can slowly torture you to death one by one. Haha! " The Stitched Monster, who called himself Lord Clement, couldn't stop laughing. His laughter echoed throughout the cave.
What was worse was that I found that these Gnomes didn't seem to be afraid of Uther and me. They were starting to get restless …
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