Abnormal month

The first person to notice the change was no one else.

None other than Weber himself.

The huge size of the real person scared him, but Roy's strength was not inferior to him. When he watched with a heavy heart that the huge irrational monster had its hand cut off by Roy, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his body. .

An irreversible change came from the depths of the soul.

At this moment, Weber's heart sank to the bottom.

"Sorry, Rider, it seems I can only go so far -"

Before he could finish the last sentence with a wry smile, his body was forced to turn into a thin and long steel arrow. The real person grabbed it in his hand and stabbed Roy like a spear.

"Webber!"

Roy couldn't help but stare at this scene.

As soon as he dodged the giant real man's thrust, he heard the roar coming from Iskandar.

"Crush me to ashes, curse spirit!"

The King of Conqueror's eyes were red, and the momentum he had accumulated in his body erupted like a volcano.

He angrily drew out the dagger from his waist again, and in an instant, thunder fell from the sky and hit the real person on the head.

The real man was staggered by the chop, and his body surface was burned by the high temperature. The pain stimulated all the senses in his body, causing him to roar violently.

"Roar--!"

"Moo-!"

Before he could finish his roar, a huge chariot fell from the sky.

The sturdy buffalo sacred beast came from the sky as if it were walking on the Milky Way. Purple thunder and lightning flashed on its four hooves. It pulled the chariot that emitted a thunderous roar, crushed the barrier covering the sky with one foot, and looked down from the front. Hit the real person's head.

"Boom!"

The gigantic real person was suddenly hit head-on by the chariot.

The huge physical impact and the purple lightning that seemed to come from the God of Thunder landed on his forehead at the same time, knocking him backwards and falling, and in the earthquake-like roar, the church behind him was crushed. Crush.

"Uh oh... oh...!"

The huge monster let out a low roar, like a wolf that was aroused by its injuries.

"It's not over yet!"

Iskandar stepped onto the chariot with bloodshot eyes. The hooves of the cattle stepped aside, and the chariot rose into the sky with electric sparks.

He drove the chariot, wandering and turning in mid-air. The hooves of oxen flashing with purple electricity and the wheels of thunder trampled back and forth on the real person's body over and over again.

The real person's roar was full of hostility at first, but soon became embarrassed, and soon he felt as aggrieved as a wolf cub that had been devoured by a tiger.

In other words, he has lost his mind now, otherwise he would have to ask again.

Why are there so many inhumanly strong guys in this world?

"If I had done nothing, I wouldn't have been ravaged like this before I died."

Roy stood on the rooftop of another building, looking down at the real man who was almost unable to fight back under the trampling of the divine wheels, and murmured in his mouth.

But now he has no sense at all, and all he has left is instinct. This is the end that suits his style.

"Roar!!"

The huge monster was trampled back and forth by the hooves of oxen and wheels. Large areas of cancerous tumors on its body exploded, but they were instantly evaporated under the high temperature of thunder and lightning.

He held on for a while, waving his hands around in random directions, like a child trying to drive away flies, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the buzzing in his ears, and finally let out a frustrated roar.

He slammed the ground, and his swollen body suddenly shrank.

The huge body of nearly twenty meters seemed to be constantly compressing, shrinking rapidly visibly to the naked eye. In just two or three seconds, it went from being as tall as a building to being as tall as a bungalow.

There is still no hair on the whole body, but the muscles of the body have become tighter and the tumors everywhere on the body are as dense as goosebumps, making people feel sick just looking at them.

"The aura has not decreased, so Iskandar's attack has no effect?"

Roy's eyes focused on the real person who was only two or three meters tall.

The total amount of breath has not weakened, which means that only soul attacks can hurt him. The characteristics have not changed.

And if the mass remains unchanged, the smaller the body is, the more concentrated the current real person's power is.

"Roar!"

The shrunken real person was several times more flexible than before. When the Kamui wheels rolled over him again, he roared angrily, opened his arms, and rushed forward like a sumo wrestler trying to hold an ox cart in his arms.

"Boom!"

Then he was knocked out again.

His feet plowed a dozen-meter-long ditch on the ground, and he was knocked straight to the ground and rolled a series of times.

This performance is much better than being beaten unilaterally like a primary school student before. The shrinking tactic is indeed useful, but the initiative and the forceful impact of the chariot that is constantly accelerating in mid-air are really flawed.

"The Conquering King alone can suppress him."

Roy made this judgment.

It's just that Iskandar doesn't have the means to target souls, so he can't kill real people after all.

Iskandar is angry now, let him vent a little.

But Iskandar's courage is not as strong as he imagined. Is it his illusion?

"Webber..."

Roy's eyes fell on the other side of the field.

After being knocked over by the Kamui wheel, the real person subconsciously threw the arrow, or spear, that Weber had turned into, and inserted it into the red brick in the distance.

Roy jumped down from the roof and came to the arrow.

The tip of the arrow has a human face that has been stretched out so thin that no features can be seen. It can only be barely distinguished that it is a human being who has been transformed. If you listen carefully, you can hear the extremely shallow breathing sound.

In order to allow these cyborgs to become weapons at any time, the real person will not kill the cyborgs immediately, because when a person dies, he will not be able to transform them as he pleases. Therefore, he will compress all the systems necessary for the body to maintain life to the limit and store them at a level that will not let the cyborgs die.

The real person who has lost his mind barely retains some of the instinct to use such a spell. In addition, the magician himself is very tenacious, so Weber did not die on the spot.

"Although I don't know if I can do it, it's worth a try..."

Roy put his hand on the arrow that Weber turned into.

Magic power was injected into it, and the ability to transform the body was activated immediately!

Weber's body has been transformed to the point where it has completely lost its original shape. Fortunately, human cells have a certain memory ability. Roy fully stimulates the memory instinct of the cells and strives to transform Weber's body back to its previous state.

On the other side

The real person roared at the chariot that was circling in the sky and speeding up again.

Then he turned and ran.

After being knocked over several times in a row, with his almost no wisdom left, he finally realized that he could not defeat the chariot by force, so he turned and ran to the backyard of the church.