Our family is in decline

As Sly Fox raised his gaze, he could see that the helmet was shaped like an indescribable monster's head, with several dark red crystals of different sizes inlaid on the face, just like eyeballs.

Those eyeballs seemed to have strange power, as if the monster was still alive and looking ferocious.

With just one glance, uncontrollable fear surged crazily in the cunning fox's heart, and his brain seemed to be at a standstill as a large amount of incomprehensible information was suddenly stuffed into it.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the scene of the tribe being massacred by the Bastia army...

In reality, Sly Fox just froze on the spot, his brain seemed to be overloaded and had a fever, but he was completely relieved in the next second.

Because a hand directly penetrated his body and broke his spine, it seemed that the enemy had no intention of talking nonsense to him.

The cunning fox's body was swallowed up by the void in an instant, and none of the plunderers who escaped so far survived.

But the strange thing is that there is no trace of flesh and blood left in the gauntlet that penetrates the body.

To be more precise, the armor swallowed up the remaining flesh and blood.

Looking down, he could see that the irregular pits on the arm armor were filled with traces of tangled flesh and blood due to the massacre of the marauders just now, just like the muscles in the bones.

But not everyone can accept this scene. In addition, if he had just slaughtered dozens of plunderers, if he were seen by others, he might be labeled as a demon.

But the owner of the armor obviously didn't care about this. He slowly raised his head and looked at the fire in the distance and walked away.

It seems that the thick armor does not slow down his movements. On the contrary, he runs as fast as the wind, but moves like a roaring locomotive, full of intense beauty.

By the time he stepped through the gate, the town separated by a wall had already turned into hell. There were still a few people active here and there, but there were basically no normal people left.

His intrusion naturally attracted some cultists who were devouring the flesh and blood of corpses. They felt God's call and rushed forward without any hesitation.

He only responded to this with a wave of his hand, and the sharp blade on the arm armor cut off the cultist's body.

The other hand reached out and grabbed the head of a cultist. With just a little force, the hard skull exploded like a tomato in his hand.

The cultists who looked like immortal gods of war were as fragile as paper in front of the marauders.

But the cultists were fearless. As if they had been summoned by something, the cultists scattered in the town were rushing towards this direction like crazy.

But in the end, it’s a moth flying into the flame…

Without waiting for the cultists to come, the black armor took the first step. The next second, the soil on the ground burst into a pit, but the black armor standing on it had disappeared. Under the firelight, only the naked eye could see. A black stream of light crashed into the cultists.

One guy, with his incomparable enthusiasm for God, even risked his life and waved his fist at the charging figure.

The next second...

"Bang!"

There was only a muffled sound, and before anyone knew what happened, the cultist disappeared.

However, he did make the figure wrapped in black armor stop and complete his mission.

It can be seen that the black armor is covered with various flesh and blood remains, and some mutilated bodies can be seen on the ground.

It was obvious that the cultists were not knocked away, but disintegrated and exploded at the moment of contact. What a terrifying power this is! ?

But the blood seeped into the black armor like a sponge, and all the adhered flesh and dirt turned into dust and drifted away.

If you are careful, you may find that the pothole is filled with more flesh and blood, and it is obvious that the devouring has been going on.

But such a scene was not enough to scare away the cultists, and they rushed towards him firmly.

Sometimes bravery is just pointless madness - because it will be a massacre.

The flesh-strengthening and restorative abilities that cultists are proud of are useless against the power of black armor, and they can be torn, chopped, or crushed to pieces with a simple swipe.

On the contrary, the attacks of those cultists, whether it was scratching with sharp claws or frantically gnawing, could not leave any trace on the black armor.

It didn't even take more than five minutes. The twenty or thirty cultists who had won the battle with the marauders were all dead, with only a few fragments on the ground proving their existence.

The movement of the black armor also stopped temporarily, but his eyes were looking forward.

Those were the cultists who did not join the fight immediately because they walked slowly.

A three- to four-meter-tall giant, half of its head was covered with twisted and weird flesh growths, dotted with purple-black eyeballs, and a left arm that had been chopped off by the plunderers grew terrifying bone spurs.

There are no clothes on it anymore, and countless human faces are vaguely visible on the exposed skin, and the integrated monstrous limbs extend out and swing in disorder, like painful struggles imprisoned under the flesh.

This situation can be seen at a glance as the "seed" of the Ascension Sect in this town, but it has actually gotten out of control. This situation will only occur if he is driven to the brink of death. It seems that there are a few of those plunderers. Cruel person.

But looking at the human face, hands and feet on the monster, those people must have become part of its body.

I don’t know how much flesh and blood it has devoured to grow so big. But now, infused with the strong power of death in the town, the monster has become stronger, and the flesh and blood changes on its body have become more obvious, and it has even broken away from the category of human beings and become a complete monster. flesh and blood monster.

"ah!"

The hoarse roar from the monster heralded the beginning of a new battle, and the heavy steps even made the earth tremble.

But the black armor was not afraid of the challenge, and the black flames on his body seemed to be agitated by the soaring fighting spirit.

The manic power seemed to activate the life of the black armor. The dark red eyeballs on the helmet suddenly became a little brighter, as if bright red blood was flowing in them, and the monster's head-shaped helmet also gradually appeared. Roaring, making the already evil look even more ferocious.

Intense black flames spurted out from the back shoulder, forming a cloak. There was no wind, but it made a hunting sound, just like the swaying fireworks.

At the same time, unquenchable black flames also ignited in the joints all over the body. The spikes on the body extended again, and the armor on both hands turned into sharp claws, making the overall black armor look like a demon returning from the abyss and purgatory.

Moved!

With the movement, the armor pieces that fit the body shape swayed, and the connected tentacles were vaguely visible as if they were squirming, causing ripples in the air.

As if getting rid of air resistance, after taking a few steps, it exploded at an exaggerated speed that was much higher than before, and arrived in front of the monster almost in an instant.

There were no fancy combat skills at all. He just raised his hands high, and his fists were completely immersed in black flames.

As the fist fell, the black flame was stretched and as gorgeous as the tail flame of a meteor.

Meteor Fist!

The next second, the fist collided with the monster fiercely. Flesh and flesh could not stop the violent power carried by the black armor, and the punch was directly inserted into the monster's body.

It was a violent burst of power in an instant. The flesh and blood could not withstand such terrifying power, and it was like a juicer, ravaging the flesh and mashing it to pieces.

When it is pulled out, the rotten flesh and blood is squeezed out by the pressure of the internal cavity, like breaking a sauce jar filled with flesh and blood and pouring out in an instant.

But it was difficult to stop the violent and unventilable power of that figure.

"Hey~ Yeah! Yeah yeah!"

A loud roar came out through the black armor, as if the monster hiding inside was awakening.

Both arms waved their fists at terrifying speeds, creating countless fist shadows in an instant, as if they were all swung out at the same time.

Meteoric Hundred Split Fist!

You can't see the edge of the fist, but you can see that the monster's huge body is like a target at this moment. The thick flesh and blood on the front is eroded and sunken under the fist at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it is being eaten away by something, even the bones are not in the way. Not for a moment.

Such a horrifying scene even made the monster, which had lost its fear, cry out in despair.

It seems that even the flesh and blood blessed by the evil god cannot resist this terrifying power.

If he was still conscious, he would definitely wonder why God's blessing is so fragile?

But at this time, the black armor stopped. Although he still maintained the posture of punching, the holes on his arms were actually filled with flesh and blood, obviously from a violent meal just now.

And what about these powers transformed into flesh and blood?

The black armor slowly put away his fists and had no intention of continuing to attack. Instead, he stood in front of the monster. The monster was also stunned for a moment. His body was riddled with holes but he did not die. This is the self-confidence of the Ascension Cult!

The monster suddenly let out a strange cry, and the body finally reacted and swung its bone spurs towards the black armor.

But this movement seemed to have affected something, and the body suddenly froze.

Immediately afterwards, the monster's unwounded back suddenly bulged, and then a fist-sized hole opened in the next second. What surged out from it was not flesh and blood, but black flames.

It was like a firecracker was lit. Big bumps formed on the monster's body one after another, and then black flames burst out from it.

The power that was poured into the fist exploded at the same time, like a coquettish flower growing on flesh and blood.

Until the end, the skyrocketing black flames engulfed the monster entirely, and the largest flower unfolded at the moment of the monster's death, which was strangely beautiful.

The black armor raised his hand, and the monster's huge body was swallowed by the void, and the black flower also withered...

With the monster's fall, the town returned to calm again, with only the sound of houses being burned around.

But the black armor suddenly turned his head and looked to the side without any warning. Following this movement, a scream came from not far away.

"ah!"

As if realizing that he had been discovered, the hiding robber turned around and ran away.

He broke into the house and killed the owner, and then found a cellar. He thought there was something good down there and went down to look for it, but he didn't find anything, but he happened to avoid the initial wave of attacks from the cultists.

But the problem is that the looters escaped and the rest were eaten alive by the cultists, and he was trapped in the house and didn't dare to get out.

Because the aura of a living person had been discovered, the cultists began to bang on the door crazily, and the crumbling wooden door seemed to collapse in the next second.

He originally thought he was dead, but suddenly those cultists were attracted by something and left here like crazy.

Thinking he was saved, he discovered to his dismay that the cultists were also heading towards the gate of the town, but he had no choice but to follow them in order to escape.

Then he had a glimpse of the indescribable battle...but now he was targeting himself!

Escape, there is no other thought in my heart.

He ran towards the entrance of the town.

Just get to that place…

The black armor just watched like this, and suddenly the black flames around him suddenly expanded and enveloped the whole body. The next second, the figure dissipated with the black flames.

But when it appeared again, it had directly crossed a large distance and landed in front of the plunderer out of thin air.

"where are you going?"

This sound was like a ghost calling for life. When the plunderer looked up, his body froze and fell to the ground motionless. The frightened expression was still on his face, and his wide eyes were full of despair.

He was scared to death!

The mind cannot be expected to withstand such a shock.

The black armor seemed to be stunned by this situation, but he just raised his hand to erase the traces of his presence.

After leaving the fighting state, the black flames on the armor dissipated, and the cloak also dissipated. The spikes shrank, and the sharp claws on both arms became smooth and smooth, like normal human palms.

As the ferocious helmet turned into black flames and dissipated, a horrifying scene was revealed. There were burnt and torn marks on the man's face, which was almost disfigured and ugly.

But the flesh and blood restructured during the breath, revealing Lance's slightly tired face.

With such weird armor, burning black flames, and the hideous head-like helmet of the limp, Hamlet probably couldn't find another relevant person besides Lance.

As for this black armor, it was the [Meteorite] that was used to cast [Flesh and Blood] after killing the limp man, and then was contaminated by black flames, and then was gifted by [Sacrifice].

A series of operations that sounded bizarre or even inexplicable turned out to be such a pair of armor.

"Huh~" Lance let out a long breath, as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

It seems that driving this armor to fight fiercely is still a bit stressful even for him.

Lance lowered his head and looked at the armor. He was not impressed by the power it showed, but instead showed a fearful expression.

Because this armor is alive...

The battle just now was a test for Lance to equip a full set of armor. It must be said that neither the marauders nor the cultists allowed him to truly display the strength of the armor. Only the last flesh and blood monster was a good target.

And the ability of this armor is not that simple. The basic power of feedback gave Lance a basic understanding.

First of all, the most important ability of this set of armor is [Activation]. This is a trait that has been discovered before. It should be the effect left over by [Flesh and Flesh Casting] even though it failed.

It can be slightly modified according to the user's thoughts, or the armor can be changed to suit the user's instincts, similar to switching between different modes.

The appearance of fighting ordinary looters and cultists is obviously different from the appearance of fighting flesh and blood monsters. (End of chapter)