Emperor of Arcane

Chapter 604 Eternal Church-Insect Swarm Technology (8000)

The blazing flames crazily devoured the corpses on the ground with high temperature.

The battle on the walls of Carlisle became increasingly difficult.

Hawk Knight was horrified to find that the bodies of these zombie monsters rushing up again were horribly deformed than before.

They grow sharp claws that can penetrate directly into solid city walls and climb up quickly.

Their strength and size are also much larger than before, making them more difficult to kill.

"Arrange the golem troops to come on stage and they will defend!"

"Attack the heads of these monsters to kill them."

"Continue to burn their bodies to prevent them from further use."

"The injured should report immediately, take purifying potions, and undergo purification rituals."

Brown shouted loudly with a cold face, but there was unstoppable worry in his eyes.

These zombies mutate so fast!

Faster than the aberrations he had ever seen!

Each new batch of zombie monsters that appear will become more difficult to deal with than the previous one.

The Guardian Golem stepped onto the city wall, immediately giving the soldiers a considerable sense of security.

They have burly bodies, strong strength, solid defense, and a longer attack range than ordinary soldiers.

These climbing zombie monsters were smashed into a ball of blood foam by the thick iron fist as soon as they climbed onto the city wall.

The soldiers, whose defensive pressure was greatly reduced, immediately gave up their positions and took the initiative to increase their offensive intensity.

Zombie monsters that lacked the ability to attack were quickly knocked down and crushed.

The extremely stable Guardian Golem is like a pitch-black rock, able to remain motionless despite being buffeted by waves of zombies.

With the appearance of the construct golem, the zombie monster's arrogance in climbing up the city wall was defeated.

Their thin bodies, despite their excellent destructive power, cannot withstand heavy blows.

The most critical point is that their zombie plague has lost its effect and cannot infect the enemy, so it will naturally be crushed by the enemy.

Knight Hawke, who hurriedly mobilized more troops to go up the city wall, took a long breath of great joy and murmured to himself:

"Fortunately, I purchased a batch of battle golems from the Gulf Territory, otherwise I might not be able to withstand these terrifying monsters!"

Brown was not so relaxed. He stared coldly into the distance as another group of monsters rushed towards him. He frowned subconsciously:

"What's going on? Why don't their numbers decrease at all?"

"We have obviously burned the bodies..."

The Hawk knight suddenly woke up and immediately looked below the city wall.

Under the burned corpses, many vine-like tentacles grew strangely and were dragged backwards.

The entire ground, at some point, turned into a strange blood-red color.

Huge tentacles greedily bound the corpses on the ground, even those that had been burned to charcoal.

It was as if the entire earth had been gradually transformed into some terrifying monster.

It is constantly digesting, devouring, and plundering all the flesh and blood around it.

Hawk Knight, whose scalp was numb, felt unspeakable panic in his heart. He turned to Brown next to him and said:

"We can hold on, but the surrounding towns will definitely not be able to hold on. Blood Moon City said before that quite a few towns have lost contact..."

Raising his head subconsciously, Brown thought of some terrible situation and turned around and ran towards the city without hesitation.

Hawk Knight, with a bit of bitterness on his face, stared at another group of zombie monsters rushing towards him in the distance, with bursts of despair in his heart.

If these zombies are really like what they were just now, they were transformed from civilians and professionals who were killed.

Then, there are more than 300,000 to 400,000 people in more than 10 villages and towns near Carlisle City alone.

There are only 10,000 soldiers in Carlisle City, and the most elite troops are still in the Gulf Territory. How can they stop their terrifying offensive!

"This is not the most terrifying thing. According to the Gulf Territory's records of certain aberrant monsters."

The worried Brown paused, and under the indifferent gaze of Viscount Larry, he said bravely:

"These monsters can reuse flesh and blood. Even if we continue to burn the corpses, we will have to face at least twice the number of enemies..."

Even at this point, Viscount Larry remained calm, as if the enemy was just a ragtag group of people and it was completely impossible to break through the city wall's defenses.

Until Brown sighed, rubbed his stinging head, and said against the slight punishment for breach of contract:

"According to Blood Moon City's hidden information records, those with the ability to recycle and recombine flesh and blood are at least related to demigod-level evil beings!"

At least a demigod?

Or something evil?

Viscount Larry, who was very calm just now, immediately put down the arcane report in his hand and stared at Brown, whose face turned pale.

A heavy pressure fell on Brown.

The latter shook his head, and did not feel as scared as before. Instead, he took a long breath and said:

"That's right, they once encountered similar monsters at the pinnacle level of legend on the sea..."

"According to Lord Matthew's speculation, this is someone who has studied and utilized some terrible and evil flesh and tissue."

"A terrifying monster of this level has a certain degree of immortality. Even if it is a part of flesh and blood, it can complete reorganization and regeneration as long as it swallows enough energy and resources..."

With a complicated light flashing in his eyes, Viscount Larry did not question Brown's information. After hesitating for a while, he suddenly said to Brown:

"Going all the way north, there is a team from the Thorn Chamber of Commerce. You escort Laura there and make sure to ensure her safety."

Brown, who didn't react at all, took the storage item handed over by Viscount Larry in surprise, and couldn't think straight for a moment.

At this time, Viscount Larry stood up, exuding a powerful aura.

Under Brown's shocked gaze, the invisible mage's hand dragged pieces of dark red leather armor onto Viscount Larry's body.

A violent aura soaring into the sky spread, and Brown subconsciously took two steps back, feeling the real power, and a little excitement and joy flashed in his eyes.

The Viscount is ready to take action himself!

Although Viscount Larry's aura was not as terrifying as the fangs that Brown had glimpsed, he had actually reached level 20.

That is the pinnacle of the extraordinary level!

It is only one step away from breaking through the shackles of mortals and being promoted to a legend!

What makes Brown even more incredible is that Viscount Larry can actually cast spells and do so quietly.

Such a shocking ability gave Brown the illusion of seeing Matthew.

Viscount Larry didn't speak anymore. He entered the fighting state, holding a slightly shiny spear in his hand, and strode out.

The appearance of Viscount Larry greatly boosted the morale of the Carlisle family soldiers.

Moreover, with his appearance, some powerful extraordinary professionals gradually joined the battlefield.

They are the strong men of the Carlisle family, and they are the foundation and foundation for their ability to gain a foothold in the dangerous continent.

Before Brown could catch up and ask, a figure in a cloak had quietly stood beside him.

When Brown recognized him, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head very respectfully and whispered silently:

"Why did you come out?"

The latter did not answer. He glanced at the strange scene in the distance and said to Brown:

"Don't think so much. Just prepare to retreat. Just lead the way and ensure your own safety."

Brown forced himself not to think about certain things and carefully recalled the process of communicating with the Thorn Chamber of Commerce. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he still walked towards the back of the city very quickly.

An inconspicuous carriage made Brown's heart skip a beat.

But he didn't say anything and just got into the carriage.

Under his nervous gaze, the closed door to the north slowly opened a gap.

The old man waved his riding whip gently, and the carriage drove slowly into the distance. Sharp and ear-piercing howls came from all directions.

The zombie monsters smelled of prey and surrounded them like hyenas.

Brown, who was aware of this scene, subconsciously held the hilt of the sword at his waist.

But he soon relaxed again, and saw the old man slowly pulling out the long sword from his waist and swinging the sword at the blood-red zombies around him.

Poof!

All the zombies stopped running instantly.

Their bodies were cut into countless pieces of flesh by the terrifying sword energy.

A strange blood mist filled the air, swept away by the aftermath of the sword energy impact!

But the old man who used this sword subconsciously raised his eyebrows and noticed keenly that the destroyed flesh and blood had been absorbed by the bloody red carpet on the ground.

Within his range of perception, this seemingly fragile red carpet had spread thousands of meters away.

He immediately realized that this was not the alarmism of Viscount Larry. He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to draw his sword, whipped his horses, and quickly moved away from Carlisle City.

Brown glanced around nervously.

He constantly calculated the fighting prowess of other village and town professionals. The fact that no one escaped was enough to illustrate the strength and numbers of the other party.

Although he was very confident in the old man's strength, if the other party surrounded him at all costs, Brown himself might not be confident that he would survive.

Thinking of this, Brown felt helpless.

He originally planned to recruit a group of people from the territory, return to the Gulf Territory to train them, and form his own large team of adventurers.

As a result, just halfway through recruiting, something like this happened suddenly, and I couldn't help but start thinking about it.

"If the Gulf Territory encountered such a situation, how would they respond?"

"Will you still be as passive as now?"

"Most likely not..."

At this moment, a strange flesh-and-blood building suddenly appeared in the distance.

The appearance of those flesh-and-blood buildings was different from that of zombies. They had chitinous beetle shells growing on them, and their spreading tentacles were deeply rooted in the gradually reddening earth.

Most of them are more than 10 meters high, which is taller than most houses in Carlisle City.

It has a big mouth that is constantly opening and closing, extremely thick and twisted limbs, and eyes that can observe the surrounding situation.

Brown was aware of the other party's appraising gaze.

What followed was a sharp and strange roar.

Brown saw with his own eyes that underneath these huge flesh-and-blood buildings, a hole opened with blood gushing out, and wriggling bloody cocoons rolled out.

The bloody cocoon was quickly torn open from the inside, revealing a pair of ferocious claws and a large zombie monster up to two meters tall.

Obviously, in order to fight against the huge body of the Guardian Golem and the defensive line of Carlisle soldiers, these zombie monsters have completed a new "evolution".

The old man glanced at the photo crystal in Brown's hand and spoke to him for the first time:

“Are the Bay Territories interested in them?”

The smart Brown immediately realized something. Looking at the monsters surrounding him, he nodded without hesitation and said:

"That's right, the Gulf Territory is willing to pay big prices for information on various monsters."

"The one in front of me is worth at least more than 100,000 gold coins. If we can obtain some flesh and blood samples, or even their battle data, this number will be increased several times."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brown saw the old man take action again.

He also swung his sword, and the invisible and terrifying sword energy instantly cut the dozens of zombie monsters that were rushing towards him into two sections.

I don’t know if these zombie monsters have become stronger, or if the old man did it deliberately.

They were not instantly cut into pieces that could not move like the previous zombie monsters, and they were still struggling on the ground.

Even though they only have half of their bodies left, they are even dragging along their broken and twisted internal organs.

Brown recorded it all in horror.

Just when he thought that the old man would attack the huge flesh-and-blood building in the distance, he saw him suddenly sheathing his sword.

An inexplicable sense of crisis surged into his heart, and Brown could clearly feel that he was being targeted by some kind of terrifying existence.

Fortunately, the old man's powerful strength made the other party fearful.

Until the carriage passed by the flesh-and-blood building, the opponent did not launch another attack.

Brown took a long breath, looked at the twisted bloody light on the ground, and subconsciously looked up at the sky.

The sun was shining brightly, but the scarlet moon had not yet risen.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of terrifying existence and organization it was that jointly led to this terrible disaster.

How widespread is its impact? What's the purpose?

Subconsciously, he tore open two scrolls and threw one to the carriage and the other to the horse.

"Light body technique!"

"Levitation Technique!"

The old man glanced at him silently, with a curious expression in his eyes. Brown, who noticed his gaze, couldn't help but reply:

"I'm used to it when venturing into the underground ruins of the Gulf Territory. Even if I can go a little faster, I'll be less dangerous."

The old man, who had heard a lot of news about the Gulf Territory during this period, nodded silently and asked under Brown's gaze:

"If it's the Gulf Territory, how will they do it?"

Recalling the actions of Bay Leader, Brown showed a little helplessness in his eyes, shook his head and continued:

"The Gulf Territory's tactics are changeable and they are very good at using long-range strikes to weaken and defensive counterattacks to defeat them."

"If it were them, they would probably use the simplest means."

"Let Master Yaya baptize with a wave of dragon's breath, advance the artillery, and use a large amount of fire oil to clear the area, burning the entire ground..."

Hearing Brown's "simple tactics", even the old man couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It sounds "simple" indeed, but it is very difficult to achieve these conditions...

Just as Brown and the old man were talking about the situation in the Gulf Territory, a ruins not far away caught their attention.

Twisted flesh and blood tissue, like a layer of attached skin, covers every part of the ruins.

Brown shuddered involuntarily.

Just three days ago, he had just passed through this Ayr city.

He still remembers it clearly now.

The young city lord who was familiar with him excitedly expressed to him that he was willing to go on an adventure in the Gulf Territory with him.

The unspeakable feeling of emptiness and fear made Brown subconsciously open his mouth.

Destruction is sometimes so sudden.

The old man's eyes were still calm.

He has seen many such ruins, both now and in the past.

There was an exclamation in the carriage, and Brown turned his head subconsciously. When he saw a slightly familiar young face, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed:

"Laura, why is it you?"

Laura Carlisle, the most outstanding genius of the Carlisle family!

He became an Arcanist at the age of 10 and was invited to join the Truth Organization at the age of 13.

She has excavated many ancient ruins with the Truth Organization and found many valuable items and technologies.

She is only 18 years old this year and has already become a high-level arcanist!

Even in Seventon, where the stars are twinkling, Laura's reputation as a genius is very loud.

But why did Laura come here?

Moreover, he also wants to be sent away early by Viscount Larry?

With such doubts, Brown opened his mouth slightly, but before he could speak, Laura, whose face was full of sorrow, said with tears in her eyes:

"It's all my fault, they're all here for me!"

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the dense roaring in the distance immediately alerted Brown.

He turned around and looked over and saw a large area of ​​densely packed zombies.

The old man frowned, noticing the terrifying number of zombies, and held the hilt of his sword.

Boom!

Deafening roars came one after another.

"It's artillery. The Thorn Caravan is coming?"

Brown immediately shouted, as if he knew that once the Bay Territory started to take action, they would definitely gain the upper hand.

Laura looked into the distance blankly, and was about to raise her hand to cast a spell, but then she remembered something and forced herself to endure it.

The old man looked into the distance with interest. He did not notice the aura that was too powerful.

This means that the Thorn Caravan that Brown mentioned does not have anyone close to him in strength.

Moreover, the other party is just a caravan, so who dares to fight these weird zombies that move very fast and have strong vitality without the protection of the city wall?

boom! boom! boom!

The flickering fire light smashed the zombie monsters that rushed over into pieces of flesh.

At the same time, barrels of powerful fire oil were projected over and hit the ground one after another.

The blazing flames surrounded the entire caravan.

Those zombies that rushed over despite the burning flames would directly hit the six-armed golems holding long knives.

Compared with the heavy blows of the guardian demon phase, the six-armed golem that uses Blade Storm can easily sweep through a large area of ​​these zombie monsters with relatively fragile defenses.

The remaining zombie monsters, attracted by the fresh flesh and blood, luckily passed through the six-armed golem's defense line and rushed to the waiting array.

boom! boom! boom!

Sharp arrows shot through the zombie's head accurately.

The warriors stepped forward and cleared away any monsters still alive.

The engineering golem following them had slowly come over. The huge bucket piled the broken corpses together, first poured a large bucket of diluted holy water, and then lit it with a fire.

In just over 10 minutes, tens of thousands of zombie monsters were eliminated.

The old man looked at the team of 2,000 people in front of him, with a little praise flashing in his eyes.

They had strict orders, tacit cooperation, rich attack methods, and advanced weapons. They were completely unlike the northern continental army he knew.

Although their personal strength is still lacking, as time goes by, given time, they will surely become an elite force.

The elite troops the old man mentioned are only possessed by those powerful vassal states, even in the Eastern Empire.

Brown was not surprised by what he saw in front of him. Instead, he took a long breath and quickly took out his Gulf Territory adventurer's emblem, and temporarily activated it under Laura's astonished gaze.

Laura, with a flash of horror in her eyes, immediately raised her hand to try to stop Brown, and said hurriedly:

"Our situation is still very dangerous, you can't do this!"

He quickly sent his information, what happened to Carlisle City, and the situation of the flesh and blood building.

Brown turned his head, looked at Laura firmly, and said in an unquestionable tone and tone:

"Communicating with the Gulf Territory is a task assigned to me by the Viscount..."

Brown is very aware of the style of the Gulf Territory. They are willing to accept any challenge and the arrival of enemies, but they will never allow any concealment or deception of intelligence.

Seeing that the old man did not stop him, Brown simply ignored Laura's gaze and sent her situation and "speculations".

Laura was a little hard to understand, and almost thought that Brown was a traitor to the family, or that he had been brainwashed by the Bay Leader.

Soon, a patrol team of hundreds of people rushed over from the Thorn Caravan not far away.

Each of them is a skilled cavalry, wearing leather armor, carrying bows and arrows on their backs, and holding crossbows in their hands. They behave in the same way as they march. When they come over, they give people a sense of oppression.

They did not gather together, but spread out to the sides with the carriage as the center.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Laura looked at several druid sentries and threw out the owl in her hand, with a little bit of vigilance in her eyes.

She was a little hesitant in her heart!

Unexpectedly, the sentry in the Gulf Territory did not look for her, but simply looked for Brown who sent the message.

Under Laura's vigilant eyes, Brown exchanged a few words with them and then turned around with a smile.

She subconsciously looked at the old man, but the expression on the latter's face showed a little bit of surprise.

Laura didn't know the old man's identity, but she was very aware of his powerful strength.

The team that could make him show such an expression was either extremely powerful or something happened that interested him.

Feeling the strength of these soldiers, Laura relaxed a little. Their strength was barely good, and 1/3 had broken through to the intermediate level.

Then it should be the latter!

Just as Laura was thinking, Brown, who had returned, respectfully walked to the old man's side and said:

"The Thorn Caravan has agreed to accompany us and is immediately preparing to bring reinforcements..."

"In addition, I have requested assistance from the Gulf Territory and asked them to send troops to support Carlisle City."

"Do you have anything else to ask? The Gulf Territory is very easy to communicate with. As long as they are paid accordingly, they are willing to cooperate in most cases."

The old man naturally understood the meaning behind Brown's words, but he just shook his head calmly, with a little solemnity flashing in his dark eyes, and he hesitated for a while and said:

"It's too dangerous, even the Gulf Territory can't hold on!"

After hearing this, Brown immediately nodded knowingly, but he was silently expecting it in his heart.

As the carriage gradually approached the team of the Thorn Chamber of Commerce, Laura saw staff wearing closed protective suits cleaning up the ashes of the burned corpses, and a little curiosity flashed in her eyes.

Those weird zombie monsters were similar to the aberrations she had studied, and somewhat similar to the flesh and blood skeletons she had unearthed in the ruins.

However, Laura has no intention to study it now, and her mind is full of thinking about how to get out of the current predicament.

She covered her wrist, with a little hesitation in her eyes.

At this moment, two large construction machinery passed by her. They stared blankly at these steel monsters and murmured to themselves:

"Large-scale engineering golem? How can the Thorn Caravan buy such a thing?"

Laura thought of how her mentor had tried many ways to order a large-scale mining golem but had failed.

Still within the organization, I found Lord Anne of Blood Moon City through connections.

It cost a lot of money to transport one from Blood Moon City.

The large engineering golem was indeed quite good and played a considerable role in excavating the ruins.

But it was precisely because it performed so well that it brought great danger and trouble to Laura.

"Wait, the direction is wrong!"

Laura was suddenly surprised to find that the Thorn Caravan was not moving away from Carlisle City.

Instead, head straight to the south!

This is not directly aimed at the flesh and blood building, but it will definitely be within the range that the zombie monster can attack.

Are they crazy?

Just when Laura was a little anxious, roars came one after another, surrounding her from all directions.

The bloody terrifying figure like a tide almost occupied the entire field of vision.

These terrifying monsters have already surrounded this place.

Now, the encirclement has only been narrowed.

They are always in danger!

The mastermind behind the scenes has no intention of letting them go!

Laura's heart suddenly trembled. Looking at these endless and countless terrifying monsters, she subconsciously turned to look at Brown.

"Has he known this for a long time? That's why he came to the Thorn Caravan?"

"It's a pity that I underestimated my opponent and the danger I encountered this time..."

"It is estimated that only the old man can fight his way out, the others..."

Laura couldn't help but feel sad secretly. The many days of running for her life and being nervous had made her very tired.

Now that her escape was coming to an end, she felt it was time to face her final fate.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

A clear and sharp whistle passed into Laura's ears, along with waves of violent magic fluctuations.

The talented girl subconsciously raised her head and saw the rising earth walls around her through the open carriage door.

"The walls are useless! These zombies can climb up!"

As soon as this idea came to her mind, she saw several huge engineering golems placing dark magic cannon barrels on the city wall one after another.

a row!

Two rows!

three rows!

The rising earth wall was dotted with three rows of firing ports, and more than 60 artillery pieces were placed on each side.

In this narrow and crowded temporary bunker, all members of the Thorn Caravan were busy in an orderly manner.

They all have their own tasks and enter combat positions one after another.

The most eye-catching thing is naturally the more than 30 six-armed golems still standing on the outer wall.

The traces left by their previous battle have been cleaned up, and they have been replaced with brand-new weapons, and they seem to be waiting for a fight.

The steel golem standing on the city wall also reflected the majestic sunlight under the sunlight.

Laura had to admit that the Thorn Caravan was quite well prepared for combat, and even she couldn't help but feel a little sense of security in her heart.

However, this sense of security was soon shattered.

When those huge and terrifying monsters in the distance appear in front of you.

Laura felt sharp pains coming from the bracelet on her wrist.

The voice in his ear that had already stopped began to whisper strangely again.

Blood Moon City.

Underground ruins.

Noisy and weird roars came from the dark passages in all directions.

Everyone is ready and ready for battle.

Matthew, who was not too nervous, looked through the information sent to his hand.

He looked carefully at the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar flesh-and-blood building, and suddenly showed a happy smile:

"Zombie factory, flesh and blood carpet, suture processing factory, mutation induction center, insect nest core..."

"I asked how it could develop so fast and the explosive force be so fierce..."

“It turns out to be you—the Eternal Church!”

"Insect swarm transformation technology...it turns out that some results have been researched at this time."

"It seems that the players are not exposed to enough inside information!"

In Matthew’s impression, the Eternal Church has made many bold and foolish attempts on several paths to pursue immortality.

The insect swarm transformation technology is one of the most destructive ones!

This is a terrifying body modification technology developed by taking advantage of the particularity of flesh and blood distortion, combined with the bodies and structures of several terrifying Zerg species in the Brave Continent.

Abandon the fragile and short-lived human body and replace it with a powerful and flesh-devouring insect body.

Not only can you gain a long life, but you can also have powerful strength!

Even the Eternal Church has further terrifying plans!

Use these twisted and weird swarms of aberrant insects to imitate human structures and abilities.

Thus officially replacing humans and occupying the entire material plane!

Create a truly immortal world!

From a player's perspective, the idea of ​​the Church of Eternal Life is quite bold, radical, and exciting.

But from the perspective of Matthew now, these brainless retarded people deserve to die!

Dare to use the "evil (demigod)-level, at least deformed flesh and blood that can even reach the level of hatred (medium divine power)" obtained from unknown sources to complete the transformation of the body.

This is simply like carrying a dung basket and running through the streets - looking for death!

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