My Cell Prison

Four full hours have passed.

After affirming the strength of the target, Han Dong handed over the entire right half of his body to the count for the first time.

The purpose is to better control the Blood of the Underworld... With the earl's understanding of bright red, he can display the fighting power of his right body better than Han Dong.

As for Han Dong, he focuses on the control of black magic.

Blood Dog Arm

The melee strength displayed is terrifying.

Any fancy moves have no effect in front of it, and it will be broken in one bite.

Under the control of the Count, the entire right arm can be long or short, large or small, changing rapidly... It can cope with any situation, shred any attack from the flower of flesh and blood, and smash the defense line formed by multiple layers of flesh.

As for Han Dong on the left side, he only needs to do a good job of harassing the enemy and causing death.

The right time, the perfect release of black magic, gave the Count an excellent opportunity to attack, and at the same time consumed the flesh and blood residue scattered on the ground with the power of death.

Even if the two cooperated perfectly, they completely suppressed Marcia.

However, four hours later, they still failed to kill the target.

Even if the flesh scattered in the 'broth' is chewed up and swallowed into the Count's body, even if it is annihilated by the black sand that came from the pharaoh's origin, it can still regenerate in the broth indefinitely.

Although the breath is weakening, it has never been able to fall below the lower limit.

The Earl, who was slaughtering wildly at the beginning, also felt the invasion of tiredness at this moment, and the speed of the blood dog's activity dropped significantly.

Count, what happened? Didn't you say you could solve it?

Now it seems that the meat lady can continue, but you are about to die.

Cut! It's not because this guy has died once, and some characteristics have changed... She seems to be able to use a certain death characteristic to prevent her own life breath from falling below a certain lower limit, and to be able to resurrect without limit.

If it were normal circumstances, she would have died long ago.

If it were my original body, I would definitely be able to kill her with the Holy Sword.

That means [you can't], did you understand it wrong?

Hey, make it clear, who can't do it? It's not that your body can't do it. If you change it to this Earl's previous body, you can casually fight this Miss Meat Flower for 300 rounds!

Don't give me nonsense, quickly think of a way... This earl doesn't want to die here.

[The Great Crusade] is coming soon, and this Earl would like to experience it.

Now that the earl has a little bit of a tone of admit defeat, Han Dong stopped sarcasm and turned the topic back:

I have been observing, and I guess that the reason why she cannot be killed and her vitality is maintained to a certain limit is because she herself was resurrected from a high-purity death spar.

It may also be that the [degree] we killed her did not exceed the [degree] that she was killed by Captain Alex.

A more powerful killing method must be used to kill her completely.

It is for this reason that the fallen knights here choose to avoid battle as much as possible.

Alix... The sense of danger that this human knight brings to me is about to catch up with the king level... Are you sure you can do it?

Yes, but I need the earl to buy me some time.

what?

The words just fell.

Han Dong took the initiative to cut off his right arm, so that the Blood Dog Arm was temporarily separated from the body (the soul is still connected)

The body surface is split into a number of tentacles, which are woven into four legs.

A blood dog with a long mane and a blood crystal structure is independent.

Staring at the group of meat flowers that are constantly proliferating and splitting in the broth, they swooped up.

It prevents the regeneration of the Flower of Flesh and stabilizes it at the limit of killed.

Staring at the independent battle scene of the blood dog through multiple splits, tentacle attacks, and sharp teeth bite, Han Dong whispered: The Earl... this person is quite reliable.

Let's strive to be able to use the improvement of the death mood to instantly exert the strength that surpasses the strength of Captain Alex when he killed the target.

Han Dong, who incarnated as a one-armed man, held the staff of the Ravens horizontally and sat cross-legged at the bottom of the broth field.

With absolute trust in the Earl, close your eyes and meditate.

With the aid of ≮Dark Learning≯, and the boost provided by the staff.

Let Han Dong's thinking quickly settle into the deep area of ​​the death mood, try to go to the arakkoa tribe under the jurisdiction of the God of Crows, and borrow some powerful death power again.

With the sinking of consciousness.

Han Dong failed to get in touch with the God of Crows this time, and his consciousness was still sinking deeper into death.

Just when Han Dong felt something was wrong and wanted to interrupt the process.

The disguise on the left arm was forcibly removed.

The mummy arm that was dry and wrapped in a little rag was exposed, and at the same time, there was a 'regular desertification' on the surface of the skin, and some strange Egyptian characters were printed out.

Scarabs crawled in and out of the hollowed-out text.

Han Dong's consciousness seemed to sink into the yellow sand and came to the bottom of an ancient tomb in Egypt.

When he saw the words in the tomb, the energy of the talent tree in Han Dong's head was almost drained in an instant, and a powerful pharaoh's power filled his body...

The Sand Field formed naturally.

The broth domain was forcibly covered by ancient sand grains in a short time, and the domain released by Han Dong suppressed Marishya.

This is!!

When he opened his eyes again, Han Dong's eyeballs had transformed into a kind of sand ball structure, and the pupils were still flowing out with tiny grains of sand.

The Count was also stunned, and was fighting with a group of half-flower half-humanoid lifeforms wrapped in sand.

Since the formation of the talent tree, Han Dong has not encountered a situation where his energy has been drained for a long time... He quickly picked a red fruit, swallowed it frantically and replenished energy, so as not to pass out of a coma.

Is this the strength of [Undead Sacrifice]?

It seems... the next journey of destiny, must fight for a trip to The Mummy or related worlds... Pharaohs, kobolds, ancient secrets.

The knowledge system contained in these ancient Egyptian civilizations must be studied in depth!

When he thought of this, the energy in Han Dong's body could no longer be suppressed, and he continued to pour out... Using the special state of his left arm, he aimed his palm at the fleshy flower that was trying to regenerate.

Count, get out of the way!

Wang! (The actual answer is [OK], through the blood dog carrier, the sound of the dog is naturally barking)

The moment when the blood dog retreated.

Death Grip

Between the hollowed holes on the surface of the left arm, a large amount of black sand overflowed instantly, and each grain of sand had the terrifying power of sucking life.

Reconstructing the sand grains, enlarging the arm more than ten times, grabbing directly to the target, its palm even turned into a terrifying face of Immorton, swallowing the flowers of flesh and blood... The power of death contained in the sand grains instantly Inject it and kill it.

this moment.

The intensity of the kills exceeded the intensity of Maricia's previous kills.

No screams, no roars...

Everything dissipates in the sand.

In the end, what was caught in Han Dong's palm was a pure and flawless spherical spar... The rich dead energy contained in it would be perfectly used for Han Dong's own practice.

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