noffsinger Chapter 393 The Horrible Blood Feast Scarecrow
Chapter 393 The Horrible Blood Feast Scarecrow
Chapter 393 The Horrible Blood Feast Scarecrow
"Such a strong attack."
Marushal clutched his wound with a serious expression on his face.
Seeing the blood continuously pouring out of the scarecrow-like demon's body, Marushal endured the pain and flapped his wings vigorously.
Some cracked red bat wings had already appeared and fanned a scorching gale, rolling up the surrounding dust.
The dust rose up and blended with the scorching air, as if the entire sky was covered by these dark brown dust.
And Marushal immediately moved, a scorching heat wave track rolled up behind him, while stirring up the dust, it covered his track.
"too naive."
Art watched the other party's actions and shook his head slightly.
With his perspective of directly observing doom and luck, he will not be blocked by this method of covering his sight, and the Scarecrow of the Blood Feast will not accept this method.
Nofenla's scarlet eyes, eroded by the desire to eat gluttony, swept towards the rising dust.
Mars, which is pervasive in the sand and dust, also cannot stop her sight.
Her field of vision is completely black and white.
Even flames are also black and white.
Only objects with vitality have color.
Nofenla's eyes were fixed on the direction where Marushal was escaping. In her eyes, Marushal was a dark red flame with strong vitality.
"Don't. Escape."
A hoarse sound came out of the mouth, and the blood overflowing from Nofenla's back formed three blood demons.
Among them, there is a dark red blood demon.
This is a blood demon formed by plundering Marushal's blood.
Compared with other demons, this demon has no sense at all, and its shape is quite distorted, like an unformed baby.
Under Nofenla's will, the three blood demons grew feathered bat wings from their backs, flapped their wings, shot out, and chased Marushal.
And Nofenla herself—
The scarecrow-like body couldn't provide her with too high a moving speed at all. She dragged forward step by step in a movement that was almost out of balance, although the speed was several times faster than the world record in the 20-meter race. times, but for an existence at the level of lv[-], can it be played at a speed less than the speed of sound?
This is the standard of Glory World.
And in this world's limit on power, the level of lv20 is also close to one-third of the speed of sound in terms of burst speed.
But judging from the speed shown by Nuofenla, the blood feast scarecrow, it is still less than half.
It's about the same as being disabled.
However, there are losses and gains, losing speed and defense, but gaining a strong recovery ability.
The blood feast scarecrow is more suitable for continuous combat - as long as it is not killed, it can continue to fight.
However, it should be noted that because of the low defense and low movement speed, the Blood Feast Scarecrow needs blood packs—try to choose group-like, physical, and vital opponents to fight.
In such a situation, in other words, the blood feast scarecrow will basically not die before the enemies and blood feast crows die.
Moreover, because of the ability to absorb blood and vitality to condense into a blood feast crow, the fighting power here is getting stronger and stronger.
Art watched from the side and couldn't help but think.
During the adjustment, he discovered this problem and made some adjustments——
His eyes turned to Nofenla.
After she ran for a distance at a strange pace, her split body and the withered flesh were gradually closing together, allowing her to gradually return to her human form from the scarecrow posture of the blood banquet.
— except the back.
The flesh and blood on her back stretched out, forming a pile of dead grass-like wing skeletons, which looked like a bone palm.
At the same time, the blood in her body surged, wrapping and connecting the flesh and blood skeleton, forming a pair of ugly giant wings.
Having already broken through the scorching dust, Marushal, who had completely separated from the area of the hunter's market, landed in the mountains.
"Damn, what the hell is that?"
The pain from the wound made him frown, and the piece of dry flesh on his left shoulder, like a corpse, no longer felt.
The blood and vitality have been completely sucked out.
"Find a few humans first and restore the state."
Marushal thought so, and at the same time looked back vigilantly:
"Shouldn't be chasing after him."
However, three blood-red shadows are flying towards him at an extremely fast speed—those weird servants! ?
At the same time, a faster shadow was flying towards Marushal at a speed far exceeding that of the blood demon.
"Why so fast!"
Marushal was a little startled. When he fled just now, he had noticed that the demon with the weird scarecrow posture was unusually slow.
However, it was too late for him to think about it.
The membrane wings that were not fully retracted unfolded again, and the surging magic power rolled up a dark red flame, gushing out from his palm.
The sharp nails grabbed the magic flame and flung it out forcefully.
A crazy red light flashed in the eyes, and Nofenla, who was flying in the air, suddenly spread her arms, and the dry flesh and blood swelled into hollow tentacles, and flung them out forcefully.
boom!
The right arm pulled out like a whip, wrapped in the magic power of the blood banquet, scattered the dark red fireball.
At the same time, the three blood demons had already surrounded Marushar.
boom!
Nofenla's body also fell, and landed in front of the three blood demons. Her body swelled and twisted, turning into a blood feast scarecrow.
Knowing that the situation was critical and unable to escape, Marushal roared, his thin body changed, and dark red magic flames wrapped around his body, faintly condensing into a huge dark red bat.
"what!!!"
The moment the change was completed, sound waves spread from its mouth.
With Marushar's body as the center, flames ignited everywhere he reached.
The first to bear the brunt was naturally Nofenla.
The terrifying magic flame hit Nofenla's body along with the spread of sound waves, instantly burning most of her body's flesh and blood into coke.
But
In Nofenla's body, the strong magic power of the blood banquet took effect instantly.
With the scorching heat of the flames of hell, her body is also constantly healing, and the speed of recovery is faster than the speed of her body being scorched into charcoal.
But at least there is some hope.
Surprised in Marushal's heart, he resisted the backlash brought by the power beyond the limit, and the magic flame continued to rush towards Nofenla along with the sound waves.
At this time, he discovered that this strange demon stretched out several tentacles.
Sneak attack?Side attack?
Impossible, this kind of flame attack!
Marushal yelled in his heart.
However. The target is not him.
The tentacles of dried flesh shot at the blood demon.
Without mercy, the tentacles of the blood banquet pierced the blood demon's body, sucking their bodies into it.
Whether it's blood feast magic or blood.
Something happened that made Marushal desperate.
The flames of magic power that he used all his strength to bring him backlash were faintly overwhelmed at first, but now...
That weird demon, the scorched black marks on her body, are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It looked like his magical flames were completely ineffective.
Although, he knew very well that the opponent's recovery speed was too fast, so fast that the speed at which his flames destroyed the opponent's body was not as fast as the recovery speed.
In addition to being used for fighting, the blood demon is also the blood bag of the blood feast scarecrow.
If you don't wipe out the blood demons, and you can't kill the Scarecrow in a second, you can only watch the opponent recover.
"how is this possible!?"
"how is this possible!!!"
Marushar, who turned into a hellfire bat, yelled in despair, and then dozens of withered tentacles of the blood feast, wrapped in bright red magic power, struck.
boom!
With the roar of an explosion, Marushal was blasted into pieces.
In the splash of fire.
The dry flesh and blood in Nofenla's body turned into blood feast tentacles and flew out one after another, sucking the life force and blood from his corpse as food to replenish the body.
When the flames faded away, there was only one intact blood feast scarecrow and two freshly formed blood demons standing on the spot.
Nuofenla, who had just had a late-night supper, lost her desire to overeat because of the feeling of fullness, and her sanity also recovered a little.
But
Looking at the surrounding flames that were gradually extinguished due to the lack of magic power, she laughed, and the swelled flesh and blood gradually shrunk and closed, returning to the posture of a female figure.
Moreover, compared to before, it is more coquettish and beautiful.
Even though she regained her sanity, she still smiled like crazy, the corners of her upturned mouth cracked to the base of her ears, ferocious and terrifying:
"More. I need more blood."
"Sigh!"
"Sigh!"
Behind her, two blood demons echoed, making noises with unknown meaning.
Yate watched all this and nodded slightly: "It's okay, not too bad."
The Scarecrow of the Blood Feast produced by the Claw of the Blood Feast can still be called good in terms of combat effectiveness.
Then his eyes turned to the night crow that was collecting the doom scattered with the body parts:
"The amount of bad luck is not bad."
But at this moment, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and seemed to see something:
"Player?"
(End of this chapter)