Emperor of Arcane

Chapter 606 Blood God-Haka!

The unprecedented powerful feeling made the Hive Tyrant roar with excitement.

It felt that its sight and thoughts had been greatly amplified.

Each terrifying zombie monster has established an ideological connection with it.

It feels like it can easily control their bodies, dominate their will, and issue orders that are much clearer than the previous "induce", "attract", and "dispel".

These zombie monsters seem to have become a part of it, becoming its tools and servants.

The spiritual strengthening gave the Hive Tyrant an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The hunger caused by the rapid changes in his body caused the Hive Tyrant to actively absorb the energy and blood in the blood pool.

The thought of hunger spread from the insect nest tyrant to the surroundings.

The surrounding zombie monsters affected by consciousness rushed over at a faster speed and fell into the blood pool first.

The zombie monsters disappeared without a trace in the blood pool, becoming nutrients for the insect nest tyrant to become stronger.

It feels that its control ability is getting stronger and stronger, its body is getting stronger, and indescribable excitement is spreading.

What the Hive Tyrant failed to notice was that as it devoured more and more blood, it became increasingly reluctant to leave.

It longs to become stronger and delusional to devour more.

Unspeakable terrifying power appeared on the hive tyrants one by one.

The red light on its body becomes more and more shining and dazzling, and its scope of influence and control is also getting wider and wider.

Everyone in the Eternal Church stared blankly at its body, with unspeakable envy in their eyes, and regret in their hearts.

If I had known earlier, they would have asked for anything...

"Roar……!"

At this moment, the surrounding ground collapsed and large holes appeared.

Twisted insect monsters emerged from the dark holes, devouring the flesh and blood of the surrounding zombies wantonly.

They are about the size of calves, with dark red chitin shells, thick limbs, and sharp white claws.

The head occupies 1/3 of the entire body, and the short and thick neck is full of strong muscles, giving it a strong bite force.

Four blood-colored eyes grow on both sides of the head like a hound. Even if it is devouring zombies, it is still scanning the surroundings greedily, looking for other prey.

They were so hungry that they set their sights on the members of the Eternal Church.

They are one of the swarm war weapons created by the Eternal Church.

They call them hounds!

It is a basic combat unit specially used to search for enemies and obtain flesh and blood.

The believers of the Church of Eternal Life did not panic. They grasped the insect swarm mind controllers in their hands and issued orders to disperse them.

"Get away!"

"Go somewhere else!"

But who would have expected that the hounds, which had been very obedient just now, would rush over quickly.

Several members of the Eternal Life Church who did not react were bitten by them in an instant!

Their bodies have been transformed and are far stronger than normal human bodies.

But facing the attack of hounds, he still seemed very vulnerable.

Click!

The bright white terrifying fangs cut their bodies in half in an instant.

Two members of the Church of Eternal Life with tenacious vitality were still alive after being bitten in two, lying on the ground wailing in pain.

However, their suffering soon ended.

Their entire bodies were chewed to pieces by greedy hounds and swallowed into their stomachs.

The members of the Church of Eternal Life who sensed the danger retreated to the surroundings in panic, increased the release power of the mind controller, or simply took action against these hounds.

The transformed body has extremely fast speed, allowing them to escape quickly

But they underestimated the strength of these hounds. The hounds caught up with them at extremely fast speeds and quickly surrounded them.

"what happened?"

"How could a hound attack us?"

"Did the mind controller fail?"

"The Hive has broken free?"

"Run!"

"Retreat quickly!"

"No, the zombies are starting to attack us too!"

"ah……"

"It's...bishop..."

"It betrayed us..."

"..."

The screams one after another were quickly drowned out by the roars of zombies and hounds.

Several powerful members of the Eternal Life Church fled frantically into the distance.

I did see the Hive Tyrant raising his claws and shaking his hand at them.

The terrifying psychic power spurted into the distance instantly.

Bang! Bang!

Several escaping figures were directly crushed by the twisted stance and turned into a mass of blood-stained minced meat.

"Ha, you are a vulnerable piece of trash!"

The Hive Tyrant opened its mouth wide, revealing a row of gleaming fangs, and felt that their screams were so pleasant to the ears.

After killing all the members of the Eternal Church, the Hive Tyrant began to absorb the power from the blood pool wantonly.

More and more hounds and other insect monsters roared out of the ground.

The Hive Tyrant easily controls them, turning them into his servants.

"Who are you?"

The Hive Tyrant didn't care about the consciousness coming from below.

It released its will with all its strength, controlling more and more hounds to spring out from the ground.

The members of the Eternal Life Church who noticed this scene from a distance had shocked expressions on their faces.

But the content of their discussion has already revealed some news:

"The results of the experimental transformation of the Hive Tyrant are outstanding..."

"Sanity is lost very quickly..."

"Be able to compete with the insect nest for control of the insect swarm combat units..."

"Psychic power has been greatly improved..."

"Cognition is distorted, suspected of being influenced and parasitic..."

"This type of flesh-and-blood transformation is very dangerous, and there is a great possibility that it will get out of control..."

"Move the insect nest immediately and increase the intensity of the attack on the underground ruins seal!"

"..."

They seemed to have been prepared for what was happening before them, and did not care about the tyranny of the Hive Tyrant at this time.

It's like the insect nest tyrant is just a pawn they pushed out.

However, the huge noise caused by the Insect Tyrant quickly attracted the attention of the Bloodmoon City defense forces.

They saw a large number of zombie monsters gathering here, but on the contrary, some huge and extremely threatening insect swarm monsters were gathering more and more, so they decisively sent an alarm message this way.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The huge golem truck smashed through the obstruction of the zombie monsters and crashed directly into the Blood Moon City before they could surround them.

The top of the accelerating golem truck was covered with the corpses of numerous zombie monsters.

The artillery that was still firing was tearing the chasing zombie monsters into pieces.

Seeing the Bay Territory emblem floating on the top of the Golem truck, Harley Knight couldn't help but widen his eyes and subconsciously ordered the city gate to be opened.

The golem truck drove straight into Blood Moon City without stopping.

The artillery on the truck stopped firing until the gate was closed again and heavy objects were piled behind it for blocking.

Under the watchful eyes of many Bloodmoon City soldiers, members of the Thorn Chamber of Commerce got out of the golem truck as if nothing had happened.

They cleaned up the flesh, blood and pollution outside the golem truck as quickly as possible.

Brown watched the containers being put down one by one, with a little hesitation in his eyes.

He thought deeply for a while, but still resisted the idea of ​​communicating with Blood Moon City.

It took a lot of effort to survive. At this time, we need to avoid unnecessary complications.

The Harley Knight looked at the stacked containers and noticed that Adam Smith opened them to reveal the dark cannons inside.

A little surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked expectantly:

"Is this a specially transported magic artillery? What are their combat parameters? How much does it cost?"

Adam Smith smiled and shook his head. While maintaining the weapon, he said truthfully:

"City Lord Anne has paid the reward and authorized us to jointly develop an underground ruins with Blood Moon City."

Harley Knight raised his eyebrows in shock. He had no idea that the development rights of any underground ruins could actually be worth 3 million gold coins in combat supplies.

He subconsciously believed that this was just a rhetoric of Adam Smith.

Harley Knight quickly put this idea behind him, because the zombie army was already rushing over.

A huge number of zombie monsters, surrounded by the bloody figure emitting red light, slowly surged towards Blood Moon City.

The Harley knight on the city wall put down his telescope and said in disbelief:

"This is impossible!"

Under the influence of the red light, the ordinary zombie monsters around them are changing rapidly.

The claws became longer and the body became stronger.

The gray-white skin cracked open inch by inch, revealing the swelling muscles inside.

The body shape is also changing, from standing and walking to being on all fours.

Such twisted and ferocious changes indicate that the combat effectiveness and threat of these zombie monsters are rapidly increasing.

The person who brought about all these changes was the extremely terrifying Hive Tyrant!

Harley Rider still learned its name from Adam Smith's information.

Transforming the surrounding zombie monsters is just one of its many abilities!

Feeling a lot of pressure, the Harley Knight asked the soldiers to deploy more magic artillery while questioning Adam Smith:

"Is there any way to get rid of this monster? This monster is too threatening."

Shaking his head helplessly, Adam Smith handed over the message sent by Yaya and said:

"The opponent's individual combat power has reached legendary levels. It is difficult to pose a threat to him until he leaves the protection of zombies and insect swarms."

Adam Smith had confidence in Yaya and Lord Lord, but he would not speak casually to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Fresh soul, fresh flesh and blood, wonderful taste!"

Staring at the city wall in the distance, the Hive Tyrant said in a low and strange voice.

Its voice has undergone obvious changes, from the cold and abrupt before, to gradually turning into contempt and arrogance.

Its control over the body and abilities is also becoming more and more easy.

The two extra arms were waving unconsciously.

Those zombies that suddenly fell to the ground and turned into rotten corpses had their life force sucked away bit by bit by their two arms.

They are getting stronger and stronger, and two long weapons slowly grow out from between their palms.

The Hive Tyrant knew nothing about all this, and didn't even notice anything was wrong.

It raised its arms excitedly, feeling the response of countless consciousnesses to its orders, and issued an order with endless majesty:

"charge!"

The zombie monsters that had completed their distortions let out sharp roars and surged towards Blood Moon City like a wave.

343, who was watching them silently, resisted the idea of ​​launching an attack and recalled Matthew's instructions to her:

"Don't take action at will. There must be the opponent's ears, eyes and manpower in Blood Moon City."

"Preliminary testing and consumption are necessary. Sufficient information must be obtained in order to launch a one-hit kill plan."

"When the critical moment comes, burst out all at once."

boom! boom! boom!

The magic cannon began to roar.

The spinning cannonballs crushed into the zombie army.

The ground was instantly covered in blood, making the already red carpet more vivid.

The army of hundreds of zombies that had been killed was not affected in any way and was still coming like a tide.

Each barrel flew forward and hit the ground heavily.

The raging flames rose, and the three-piece combat suit from the Gulf Territory showed off its power again.

A large area of ​​charging zombies was burned to ashes by the fierce fire oil.

Harley Knight looked at the sporadic zombies rushing through the wall of fire. He did not order the moat to be lit, but instead allowed the zombies to approach.

Since the last defeat in the Scarlet Castle, Harley Knight has re-learned and strengthened.

Although he did not join the Gulf Territory to fight, he had viewed many combat videos of the Gulf Territory.

What he learned the most from was the defensive arrangement and judgment of the battle situation.

There are so many zombie monsters that the fire oil and artillery will eventually run out.

It is better to let the defensive soldiers adapt to close combat with these zombie monsters early than to have to resist the attack of a large number of zombie monsters at a critical moment.

Scattered zombie monsters climbed up the city wall, and before they could attack, their heads were crushed by the activated golem.

Occasionally, a few zombie monsters would get past the golem's defense and pounce on the soldiers.

"Gun team, come in!"

More than 10 spears were pierced out together. The zombies without any fighting thoughts rushed over and were directly pierced into colanders.

The zombie monsters that were not stabbed in the head were still struggling. The soldiers who saw this scene couldn't help but feel chilled in their hearts.

The commander breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to say to all the soldiers:

"Attack their heads to cause fatal damage."

"They are actually very stupid and won't hide when they see an attack, so everyone just stays calm..."

Scattered zombies were released one after another, and then were killed by the soldiers who had been well prepared.

Seeing that the soldiers had adapted to the appearance and attacks of the zombie monsters, Harley Knight breathed a sigh of relief and gradually began to adjust the frequency of pouring the fierce fire oil.

He must find the most efficient and safest range between offense and defense to ensure that the soldiers can get training in both offense and defense.

"Fire!"

The shells flew out, and the nervous soldiers quickly reloaded their ammunition.

They didn't even have time to see the effect of the attack, they just remembered the commander's orders again and again.

Those who are under the greatest pressure are naturally the soldiers defending the city.

Fortunately, the soldiers who had learned to fight in formation no longer swarmed in chaos like before.

Instead, he stuck to his mission area and strangled the zombies that rushed up the city wall.

More and more zombies climbed up the city wall and besieged the tall and burly golem.

From the perspective of the Hive Tyrant below, Bloodmoon City's weak soldiers are completely unable to stop its zombie army.

As long as you get rid of these obstructive golems, you can push all the way through.

What the Hive Tyrant did not expect was that the Gulf Territory, which had incorporated the golems into regular combat units, attached great importance to protecting the golems' continued combat capabilities.

"The Golem's offensive ability is excellent, but its defensive ability is average."

"Their huge size and slightly clumsy movements mean that they cannot dodge or block like ordinary soldiers."

"In this case, stronger attack capabilities and longer attack range can help them reduce the damage they suffer."

At the beginning, the Harley Knights used long swords to attack these combat golems brought over from the bay, thinking that they were too rigid and could easily be found by the enemy.

But soon, with the zombies' fearless attacks, Blood Moon City's original combat golems were damaged.

The combat golem sent over by the Gulf Leader simply replaced the weapons that had developed gaps and become dull, and continued to maintain a high killing efficiency.

Such an obvious contrast naturally gives Harley riders more ideas.

Many seemingly inconspicuous things in the Gulf Territory have excellent effects on the battlefield.

The question is why Gulf Colliers was able to discover, produce, distribute and assemble it on a large scale.

The Harley Knight couldn't figure out the reason for this even if he racked his brains. In the end, he could only put it aside temporarily and devote himself to the daily difficult and difficult battles.

After assisting the soldiers of Blood Moon City, they explained some new weapons.

Most members of the Thorn Chamber of Commerce did not participate in the offensive and defensive battle on the city wall.

After they confirmed that Blood Moon City could stabilize its defense line, they quickly rushed towards the entrance of the underground ruins.

Underground ruins excavation area.

The insect swarm monsters that were originally besieging the defense line had disappeared without realizing it.

The senior adventurers looked at the burned corpses on the ground with a little bit of joy in their eyes.

What all advanced adventurers didn't expect was this.

While they were repairing, the Gulf Leader distributed a new batch of magic potions and purification potions to them.

Several adventurers gathered together and quickly bitten the bread to replenish their food.

Everyone looked at the busy staff of the Gulf Territory and expressed their admiration:

"You must drink the purification potion. I haven't drunk the last bottle of healing potion yet..."

"This is just for you. Don't save it when you need to use it later."

"Are you so generous? I suddenly had a bold idea."

"The idea is quite big, but I'm afraid my life will be at risk!"

"Don't play tricks in front of the Gulf Leader. The detection of light magic won't be able to withstand it..."

"That's right. The Gulf Leader has given us so much, so we should just be obedient..."

"I just don't know how much merit we can achieve in the battle just now?"

"Don't worry about this. Just go to the battlefield recorder. Report your adventurer number and you can get it quickly."

"I just gained 3 merit points, which is almost 100 gold coins..."

"I guess it's about the same. I didn't suffer much danger, but I gained quite a lot!"

"Hey, you can't say that. They are all high-level adventurers, so their combat effectiveness is naturally very strong..."

"Haha, it depends on who can call everyone to come together."

"Fortunately, I came here on the second day, otherwise I would have missed the opportunity to make a fortune."

"It shouldn't be a big deal to get rich, but it's definitely fine to make a small fortune..."

While the adventurers were making repairs, Matthew, who was about to dig out the entrance to the ruins, frowned and looked through the information reported.

"Is this the Hive Tyrant? Has the Eternal Church already created this thing?"

"Judging from its shape, it has already entered the legendary level. If it can swallow enough souls and flesh and blood, it can become a demigod relatively smoothly..."

"This is a big trouble..."

"Ya Ya cannot move for the time being, and the true purpose of the Eternal Church has not yet been exposed..."

"The location of City Lord Anne should be right down there."

"The underground shadow magic tower should have been controlled. It should be the arrangement of the Eternal Church in memory..."

"There are many treasures in the goblin ruins, but it's a pity that I don't have time to dig them out."

"..."

Just as Matthew was thinking carefully, the rumbling giant drill slowly stopped working.

The staff operating the golem machine immediately reported the information they had dug up to Matthew.

Matthew, who had been prepared for a long time, took a long breath, turned to Batum and Yinya who were standing still beside him and said:

"After I go down, it won't take long for the enemy to start attacking again."

"Leading them to defend and guard this hole is your most important task."

"No one is allowed to approach. No signal has been sent after 8 hours. Arrange for everyone to retreat..."

Batum nodded excitedly. In order to "train" the troll soldiers and make them obedient and recognize the principles of the Gulf Territory, he spent a huge amount of effort and effort.

Of course, the most difficult thing for trolls is to make enough contributions to make up for their sins.

Fortunately, the death camp provided them with opportunities, otherwise Batum believed that all trolls would not be able to succeed.

Because trolls who only know how to fight and kill can hardly help improve the combat effectiveness, technology, and culture of the entire territory.

Fortunately, if there is one, there are two.

There are more and more new trolls, and the number of trolls that can be "taught" is also growing.

Batum is confident that at least some of the trolls can be freed from barbarism and ignorance, allowing them to work hard and contribute to the development of their new homeland.

Yingya was also very happy.

After a long period of hard work and study, he broke many of the shackles of kobold thinking.

Finally passed the assessment of the senior commander of the Gulf Territory and gained the ability to independently command combat troops.

He is confident that he can complete the mission of the great master, accumulate more experience, and help the territory defeat powerful enemies.

Matthew has great expectations for this group of coalition forces of various races trained by the Gulf Territory.

Although with his excellent transformation surgery, Matthew can enable human soldiers with not outstanding physical talents to complete a new transformation and improvement.

However, the upper limit of talent and ability of a single military unit has its potential and upper limit after all.

With the cooperation of more racial soldiers, both sides can use their own strengths and talents that can be upgraded to the highest level to complete the integration and matching of the overall combat effectiveness, so that they can form a powerful army with a higher ceiling in the future.

Of course, human soldiers who are the most stable, compatible, and have the best learning ability will become the cornerstone and main body of the army.

Matthew doesn’t consider himself a racist, but he won’t give up on his biggest supporter.

Matthew does not believe that his future development plan can change the terrible ending of the future.

However, he will never give up and will do his best to lead the entire territory to fight, change, and conquer!

After completing the adjustment of his thoughts, Matthew successfully imposed multiple psychological defense lines on himself, and finally he was ready to enter the underground ruins.

Just entered the underground ruins.

Groups of faint green flames lit up.

The faint light spread around, illuminating a huge space.

Unlike the stone ruins of most ruins, what appeared in front of Matthew's eyes at this moment was a large piece of metal ruins.

Even after thousands of years, some metal parts are still as clean as new and free of dust.

"Unnamed alloy: corrosion resistance +6, solidity +5, toughness +5, high temperature resistance +5."

"Unnamed metal, corrosion resistance +9, solidity +7, toughness +3, high temperature resistance +2."

"Unnamed alloy, high temperature resistance +11..."

More than a dozen brand-new alloys and metals made Matthew feel that he was right.

This is just a quick glance. If you dig carefully, you will definitely find more good things.

Of course, Matthew didn't have time now.

He must go to the depths of this goblin ruins as quickly as possible.

Matthew walked around the small, broken undead.

They stared with eyes like will-o'-the-wisps, wandering aimlessly in the ruins.

After the negative energy substances dissipate, their lifespan will come to an end and they will turn into a pile of dead bones again.

Or perhaps encountering the occasional activation of soul fragments, they turn back into weak skeletal undead wandering in the ruins.

Matthew remembered clearly that there was not much danger on the first floor of the goblin ruins.

As long as they don't fall into a pile of skeletons or hit dangerous digging insects, even low-level adventurers are relatively safe.

During the journey, Matthew could clearly feel the complexity and hugeness of this goblin ruins.

Participating in the development of the entire territory from scratch, Matthew also has a clearer understanding of the technological level and productivity of the material plane.

This multi-million-ton metal ruin alone required nearly 10 years of hard work from the Netheril Empire.

Even the Gulf Territory, which has opened several additional element furnace production lines, will take 2 to 3 years to produce.

Moreover, even those metals that have been corroded into slag are at least high-quality alloys.

Such an astonishing scale of ruins is enough to imagine the power of the goblin empire.

However, such a powerful goblin empire was quietly annihilated in the long river of history, with only sporadic records.

Its existence seemed to have been ruthlessly erased.

Feeling the weight of history again, Matthew quickly shuttled through the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar goblin ruins.

After bypassing a group of hundreds of small skeleton monsters, Matthew walked into the gate of the ruins on the next level.

This is a metal door, and the dazzling golden light on the door is mesmerizing.

It was not gold, but fine gold that was more precious than gold.

Matthew couldn't help but smack his mouth, and he had already made up his mind.

It is troublesome to separate precious and rare metals from alloys, but the quantities here are too large!

If we can occupy this ruins, we can build various rare metal processing factories.

At least in the next five or six years, the Gulf Territory's demand pressure for rare metals will be greatly relieved.

Such thoughts flashed through Matthew's mind, and then he had to face the problem before him.

How to deal with the increasing number of insect nest monsters in this underground ruins.

This is a very flat and empty space. Except that there is no glowing moss growing there, it is no different from the underground world occupied by the Gulf Territory.

However, this space was not formed naturally, but was excavated alive.

Click! Click! Click!

The sharp claws kept cutting into the rocks.

The debris from the collapse rolled down, turning the giant ants digging below white.

As if he was unaware, the latter continued to open his mouth, biting down one piece of gravel after another, chewing it as if nothing had happened, and then swallowed it into his belly.

They are larger than adult bison, with dense and ferocious spikes growing on their gray-black chitin carapace.

They look so ferocious, but they feed on these rocks, and they eat very happily.

That's right, this huge space was dug out by these giant bull ants.

Why are they called bull ants?

First, they are the size of a cow.

The huge sharp horns on the top of its head, and its lethality when running, are exactly the same as those of a bison.

Then they work like oxen, working diligently all day long.

Either you are eating rocks or you are moving rocks.

Simply the "best" model worker.

In the end, they're as "bang for the buck" as cows.

Cows eat grass and milk.

Bull ants eat stones and squeeze blood.

That's right, when the bull ants run out of life.

Their corpses will also become food for their companions, adding a "delicious meal" to them.

Dozens or millions of these terrifying bull ants are spread throughout the underground space.

Not only are they tenacious, they only need very little material to survive.

The reproduction ability is also very good. Eighteen treasures in one litter are nothing to them, and eighty treasures in one litter is also easy.

It is precisely because of their existence that other creatures living in this area can have sufficient food.

Yes, these ferocious giant bull ants are at the bottom of the biological chain in this area.

Matthew waited quietly, observing the data and information of these bull ants.

It was discovered that they are not controlled by the queen and pheromones like the ants on the surface, but are individual queens living alone.

Matthew had something else on his mind.

For a species with such tenacious vitality, it would be a waste of nature to just stay in this underground world and chew stones.

It may be dangerous to put it on the material plane, causing the proliferation of bull ants.

But if it were placed in the extremely dangerous demiplane of Catachan...

Just when Matthew was thinking for a moment, a manic roar came over.

The bull ants that had been nibbling on the stone suddenly became chaotic and fled around in panic.

Huge sharp claws fell from the sky and directly penetrated the bodies of the two bull ants.

Even so, these tenacious monsters did not die immediately. They twisted their bodies crazily and tried to struggle to escape.

Until the claws lifted them up and lowered them into the darkness above.

Click!

The movement completely disappeared.

Matthew stood there, staring at the huge figure jumping out of the darkness, like a spider the size of a small mountain.

Giant predatory spider.

Challenge level: 18+.

Race: Hahoran swarm.

Status: Contaminated by flesh and blood (hungry).

The simple message was no different from what Matthew remembered.

The only difference is that "flesh pollution" marked with blood-colored words should not appear at all in the goblin ruins on the second floor.

Matthew looked at the giant prey beads that were greedily preying on, with a little bit of a profound expression on his face:

"So, part of Blood God Haka's seal has really been broken..."

Sealed in the deepest part of this ruins is the bloody god that the trolls have always worshiped - the blood god Haka!

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