the last king of darkness

Chapter 350 Giant Terror
Giant horrors are extremely difficult to kill, which is the consensus of everyone in Storm Castle.

In the previous round of attacks, Stormcastle's full firepower, 62 psychic cannons, plus a super psychic main cannon, failed to stop the giant terror from approaching.

Unlike the Little Terror, the Colossal Terror's combat ability is almost zero, and it doesn't have any attack methods except the arthropod claws.

And their psychic energy is introverted, staying in its body in a stagnant state, which brings it a super high defense ability, and at the same time makes its only arthropod claw attack without any threat.

If only in terms of combat capability, giant terrors are not even as good as ordinary level monsters.

The real threat to the giant horror is itself, and every part of it is highly polluting and corrosive.

In the last round of battle, it was precisely because the giant horror climbed up the castle and got into the cannon with spiritual energy. Although the soldiers finally killed them, in the long process, the blood in its body The black substance caused irreversible corrosion and damage to the cannon.

This led to a huge gap in the strength of Storm Castle.

It can be said that the source of all disasters is the giant terror.

The most difficult thing about the Giant Terror is that it is extremely difficult to kill, and in the process of killing it, it will spray pollutants everywhere, destroy the environment, and corrode the defense.

There is no monster more disgusting than it. The soldiers affectionately call it the shit-spitting monster. Whenever they encounter it, they will vomit and diarrhea with excitement, their hands and feet twitch, and they feel dizzy. They just want to stay in bed and don't want to fight.

Therefore, when this round of attacks occurred, the three words that echoed in everyone's minds were unable to utter.

What everyone didn't expect was that Rhodes killed it with one blow. There was no long killing process, no shit everywhere, and the giant horror's body softened like a deflated ball.

Those disgusting black substances disintegrate and disintegrate directly, turning into countless black dust and disappearing into the air.

After a few seconds of silence, huge cheers erupted from the walls, towers, and forts of Storm Castle.

The voices quickly merged into eight neat characters.

"Holy fire burns forever, Rhodes wins!"

This loud shout suppressed even the roar of the psychic cannon, and the wall facing Rhodes was filled with cheering soldiers.

Xing Ge, who was meditating on the high platform of the castle, was also awakened and asked, "Blade Song, what happened outside?"

Blade Song bowed and replied: "Your Highness, it's Rhodes. He killed the giant Terror, and everyone is cheering for him."

"Oh... it's Brother Rhodes."

Xing Ge's big eyes flashed a stream of light, he didn't speak any more, he closed his eyes quietly, and re-entered meditation.

And in front of her, a bright fire was floating, emitting a warm orange-yellow light.

A few sparks are going back and forth between her eyebrows and the flames.

below.

Rhodes killed the giant terror and jumped back and forth. Having reached the ninth level of psychic power, he can jump dozens of yards in one step. In addition to the bonus of the bone boots to the impact of the psychic power of his steps, it only took four to five He jumped back onto the city wall in one step.

He was greeted with louder cheers, and the soldiers on the city wall frantically rushed towards him.

In the battle against giant terrors, long-range attacks are the most important means of combat, and the role of melee fighters is very limited, and they can only carry out limited attacks when giant horrors climb up the city wall.

Due to the serious pollution around the giant horrors, they are often forced to leave after only two cuts. The whole battle is as uncomfortable as eating shit.

And Rhodes' method made them see the dawn of not having to eat shit. The soldiers were extremely excited and eager to embrace their hero.

"go back!"

Ironbeard, High Commander of Stormcastle, stopped them.

"Everyone, return to the combat position immediately, otherwise it will be dealt with in time of war!"

The flow of people stopped, and soon dispersed, returning to their respective places.

Iron Beard quickly came to Rhodes, and asked seriously: "Your Excellency Rhodes, may I ask, can you continue to use your ability? If yes, how many times can you use it?"

Rhodes thought for a while, and answered truthfully: "It should be able to be used many times, the soul explodes... Ahem, 'Grass' does not require much psionic power, and it consumes more of my mental power, but its use Need to find the flaw of the soul."

"A flaw in the soul?"

The first elder, Amendo, floated to his side at some point, and the cloudy eyes on Orange Peel's face were staring at him.

"What is meant?"

Rhodes carefully considered the wording.

"That's... uh, the hollowness of the soul, where there is no spiritual protection, and where the consciousness of the soul body fails."

Armando said in a deep voice: "It is the moment when the operation of spiritual energy is interrupted, stagnation is disordered, the soul body is cracked, and the monster freezes and stops."

Tie Xu asked: "Is it a must kill?"

"Well, so far, there have been no exceptions."

The commanders around him gasped.

"So strong?"

"What kind of fire is this?"

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?"

Armando said with a gloomy face: "I remember, this is his second kindling 'grass' ability, it is in his information, but it is not detailed, the writing is rather vague, and there is no special emphasis .”

A commander said excitedly: "Your Excellency Rhodes has proved that grass can kill giant terrors, and we can make full use of his characteristics to fight!"

Ironbeard said worriedly: "But the pollution of the giant horror is very strong, if you get close to it frequently..."

Rhodes smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of pollution."

Armando stared at him with cloudy eyes: "No one is not afraid of pollution...but he is an exception."

This turning... Rhodes almost didn't spit out his breath, coughed: "Your Excellency Armando, you know."

"of course."

Armando glanced at him coldly, "The report of the soul master Priscilla is completely credible."

Rhodes smiled, realizing for the first time that His Excellency the First Elder wasn't so stubborn and annoying.

In this way, the combat plan centered on Rhodes' "soul critical strike" was quickly implemented.

The psychic cannon no longer fired in all directions, but turned its angle to focus on attacking a terror.

The volley of thirty psychic cannons quickly surpassed the limit of the giant terror, creating a hole in the soul, and then Rhodes flew on him and killed him.

This efficiency is countless times higher than before.

You must know that the giant horror is a very disgusting monster. It has a tough and dirty outer skin. After being injured, the black substance in its body will burst out and cover its surface, forming a sticky oil film. thing.

It is very effective in protecting against attacks, and can greatly reduce the impact force received next.

At the same time, the giant terror has a strong recovery ability.

Therefore, in battle, it often happens that it can cause effective damage at the beginning, but the damage becomes lower as you fight, and the monster recovers faster.

But centralized attacks are also problematic.

Although it can severely injure monsters in a short period of time, a large amount of black matter is erupted, which instead forms a strong defense, which is not conducive to subsequent attacks.

If it can't be eliminated, it won't be long before the Giant Terror is back on its feet with tenacious resilience.

But now with Rhodes, this problem is no longer a problem.

Once the monster was seriously injured, Rhodes flew on it, ignoring the black substance with terrifying pollution, inserted into its soul hole, and killed it.

This is the perfect fit.

Rhodes has never been so happy. A giant horror has more than [-] souls, and he can kill one in a few tens of seconds. And the giant horror outside the castle has at least one or two thousand souls. There is no end in sight.

Rhodes almost didn't laugh out loud, so many horrors, how many souls do they have?

If they can kill them all, repairing the dream will no longer be a problem, maybe even the soul of the eighth star is enough.

However, in the frantic killing, Rhodes also vaguely noticed a trace of irrationality.

Such a hard-to-kill giant horror is not even a strong monster?
Although more than [-] souls are quite a lot, they are only at the level of a fierce super-level.

You know, none of the powerful monsters he encountered in Fanxing Town could withstand the bombardment of thirty spiritual cannons.

Perhaps this is its natural characteristic.

Rhodes didn't think much, and continued to devote himself to the killing.

However, as the battle progressed, there were more and more giant horrors, and their efficiency gradually failed to keep up. It took time to adjust the angle, store energy, and launch the psionic cannon.

Sometimes a round of volleys can't break the hole, and another round needs to be made up.

This will undoubtedly consume more time.

"Oops!"

Ironbeard quickly realized the problem.

If they weren't efficient enough, the giant horrors would once again climb the castle and destroy the psychic cannon.

In the end, thirty psychic cannons were destroyed, and it was only a matter of time before Stormcastle fell. This was the outermost circle of the Trorian defense line, and the threat was not limited to the horrors.

"What should we do? Your Excellency the First Elder, the number of giant horrors is far beyond our imagination."

Amando was silent for a few seconds, and said: "Call out Xingge, open the field, and strengthen the power of fire."

He glanced at the gigantic Terror that was close at hand.

"The approaching terror, leave it to me."

Armando jumped onto the city wall, opened his hands, the air began to twist, the wind gathered from all directions, and the dull humming sounded, like the wind crying.

Rhodes had just killed a giant terror, jumped back to the city wall, and saw the abnormality of Armando at a glance.

"Isn't this the wind characteristic?"

Rhodes recognized it right away, the prostitute Lannister had this characteristic, and his skill of using the wind flexibly during the Battle of the Trident River was impressive.

However, he has never seen him use this trick of Armando.

The whining sound deepened and turned into a roar.

Rhodes felt the air tremble, as if something huge was approaching.

And in front of Amondo, a huge air cannon was forming, and he embraced it with both hands, as if supporting it.

The strong wind was gathering crazily, the air cannon made a ferocious roar, Amento's clothes fluttered, and the psychic energy exploded, and the turbulent psychic energy wave rushed towards his face, and Rhodes felt a burst of suffocation-he hadn't felt this way for a long time. felt it.

"drink!"

Armando let out an astonishing cry, and that violent voice didn't seem to come from such a thin and weak body at all.

Immediately afterwards, there was a huge sonic boom, which almost deafened Rhode's ears. The super strong wind hit his face like an iron plate, making his ultra-thin skin numb, and he almost couldn't open his eyes.

The air cannon pierced through the air in an incomprehensible way.

Rhodes clearly saw that the transparent air stretched rapidly, piercing the nearest giant horror like a spear.

The super-powerful attack penetrated the defense of the giant terror in an instant. Its mountain-like body trembled and fell limply. The thick filthy skin was pierced, and the powerful spiritual energy was interrupted. the void.

Not only that, after the "air cannon" pierced through one horror, it then pierced the second horror, and the momentum remained undiminished. It also punched a big hole in the soul of the third horror.

Rhodes was almost dumbfounded, and Armando shouted: "Go!"

Rhodes understood immediately, and stepped forward with one step. With the help of the wind, he flew a few hundred yards, directly in front of the terror, killed it with one hand, jumped behind it with two steps, and then killed the two terrors behind him .

Spiritless Soul +110568
Spiritless Soul +102988
【Soul of the Great Terror】

Not bad.

Rhodes smiled happily, turned over and jumped back to the city wall.

Armando leaned against the wall at this moment, looking like an ordinary old man.

Rhodes said joyfully, "Your Excellency, First Elder, I didn't expect you to be so strong, killing three terrors with one shot! Thirty spiritual cannons are not as powerful as your attack!"

Armando shook his head, looking a little disappointed.

"I'm old, and I can't keep up with my spirit. It wasn't like this when I was young. Besides, I was just taking advantage of it. If you weren't here, my attack would be a waste of psionic energy. The psionic cannon is just hard to penetrate giant horrors. It’s just a defense, but I changed the bombardment to needles, which penetrated its defense more effectively, but the power is not much better than the psionic cannon.”

Rhodes said with a smile: "Your Excellency Armando, if you can still fight, it means you are still young. With you around, Storm Castle will not fall."

Amando glanced at him with cloudy eyes, and suddenly said: "Boy, don't try to make Xingge's idea, I won't let her give birth to you."

puff!
What are you talking about?

Rhodes was in a mess in the wind, that little girl is only 14 years old, I shouldn't be such a beast, right?

Also, why do you associate everything with giving birth?Do you have no entertainment other than having children?

Just when he was about to explain, Iron Beard suddenly shouted: "Rods!"

Rhodes understood instantly, jumped out and killed another Terror.

Immediately afterwards, Amondo fired a second air cannon.

This blow was very powerful, directly piercing through 5 giant horrors, making Rhodes smile crookedly.

The situation gradually improved.

The psychic cannon and Amando complement each other, and the psychic cannon and air cannon come and go one after another, hitting the giant horrors to the ground one after another.

Rhodes gave full play to his body and footwork that he practiced hard, frantically running back and forth on the battlefield, slapping wildly.

Countless spiritless souls rushed toward us, and the volume of souls that had been depleted continued to explode. The excited pages of the book of knowledge almost fell apart, frantically guiding the spiritless souls to restore the dream.

"Hahaha, so many, so many!"

Rhodes is full of confidence, feeling that as long as this continues, not only will the soul of the dream be repaired, but even the [-] million souls needed by the eighth star will be enough to fill.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as he thought.

Rhodes hadn't had a good time, when Armando suddenly dropped the chain, and he stepped back from the city wall, panting heavily, and the flashing aura on his body was in a chaotic state.

"No, I can't do it anymore, my spirit...is tearing apart."

Rhodes was extremely disappointed immediately: "How can this work? Get up, I see that your spiritual energy is abundant..."

Iron Beard said angrily: "Rods! What are you talking about? His Excellency Armando is getting old, his soul is declining, and his spirit is not good. It is a normal thing. Psychic energy is the power of the soul. , how to operate psionic power?"

"Older? Lack of energy?"

A flash of lightning flashed in Rhodes' mind, and he suddenly remembered an item.

"Tears of the Goddess".

It can effectively drive away pollution and corruption, purify toxins and lift curses.

The decline caused by aging is not obvious, what is more critical is the subtle pollution and toxins accumulated by the soul over a long period of time, which is the culprit of the decline in strength.

"Would it work for you to try this?"

Rhodes took out the "Tears of the Goddess" and stuffed it into Armando's mouth.

Armando said angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

Rhode asked anxiously, "How do you feel?"

Ammando's face wrinkled, and he was about to speak when he froze suddenly.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"My body seems to have become lighter? Psionic control has become stronger!"

Armando opened his hands, and another air cannon gathered.

boom!
The air cannon flew out, piercing through four giant terrors.

"I can do it again!"

The wrinkles on Amondo's face couldn't hide his joy. He quickly raised his spiritual power, activated his special ability, and continuously gathered air cannons, causing the giant horrors that got close to him to fall to the ground one after another.

"Haha, I can cum again!"

"A lot! A lot!"

"Die!"

"The Gale Amento is back!"

(End of this chapter)