Astartes of the Bear School Chapter 963

Chapter 963 945. The way of 'eating'

Gwendelin's illusion can create an infinitely extending corridor.

There, every time the enemy tries to get close to him or hurt him, he will be in vain.

 Because every time the enemy takes a step forward, the corridor will extend. Never touch him.

 But this was a power he only possessed a long time ago.

 His power is now declining and is not what it used to be.

So Eldridge just struggled with him in the corridor for three or four hours, and the corridor collapsed automatically.

Gwendelin, who escaped from the illusion, not only lost the barrier to protect himself, but also lost much of his power.

Shadow Sun, who originally paid attention to the manners of the gods and regarded himself as a role model, had begun to uncontrollably open his thin lips and gasp for air.

Several snake legs slid in the black mud brought by Eldridge, trying to keep Gwendolin as far away from this filthy and dangerous salary king as possible.

 And that ball of black mud, with teeth and claws, stretched its body wantonly in the palace.

 Excluding high-level forces such as King Xin and the God Clan, each of them can be called a powerful heroic knight.

 He is not anxious. Although he longs for the flesh and power of the gods, he can still adhere to his own "dining concept".

 Start attacking Eldridge.

This is the Silver Knights who protect the Gods.

 “Lala!”

 But when facing an enemy of the level of King Xin, the small number of Silver Knights is of little use.

Gwendelin had shrunk into a corner unconsciously.

Can cause damage, but the situation is similar to when Eldridge crushed Rosalia's followers in the Deep Church.

Eldridge is willing, even eager, to promote his “dining philosophy” to others.

Like a hunter who shows off his power and feels that he has a chance to win, so he can observe the struggle of his prey with a leisurely attitude.

Maybe these heroes can really do it, but when the opponents these heroes face are Silver Knights, it is estimated that more than two or three will be too much.

Without being able to cause enough damage, Eldridge's body cannot be said to be 'injured' at all!

The large group of bone fragments floating in the body of this filthy salary king were chopped into more pieces by the silver knights, but Eldridge was not even hindered in the movement of his body.

However, when these sword blades entwined with golden thunder struck Eldridge's tar-like body, they could not spread at all except for the spiderweb-like thunder patterns blooming at the point of impact.

After leaving the illusion, the three silver knights immediately followed the highest order they received, the order from the Shadow Sun.

 But he still stubbornly held the weapon in his hand.

He has no intention of surrendering or giving up, and he will never allow himself to show weakness that would make this monster feel satisfied while eating.

The silver knights fought in silence, only the golden thunder and lightning with noise bloomed on their swords.

 —While bathing in the screams and feeling the trembling of life, this is the real way to eat.

 Hours among human beings, each one is said to be able to single-handedly destroy hundreds of knights.

It is undeniable that every Silver Knight, even if their spirit has been dulled to the point of being like a golem or a wandering ghost. But they are still great knights who won the ancient dragon war.

 The "ringing" golden thunder was originally a story that King Gwen once showed to the Silver Knights.

Instead, the tar-like body took advantage of the approaching silver knights and clung to their ancient and bright silver armor.

 A sound of acid erosion came from the point of contact.

The Silver Knight's armor, which was still bright after tens of thousands of years and countless battles, was branded with traces of ferocious burnt blackness in just an instant under the touch of Eldridge's body.

The Silver Knights don't know how to scream, and they don't even let out loud shouts or war cries during the confrontation between life and death.

Hence, in the strangulation of Eldridge's sticky body, the Silver Knights only let out a metallic scream as the armor was twisted and deformed, followed by the sound of breaking, tearing, and shattering of the flesh inside the armor.

A silver knight was completely chopped into pieces and pulled into Eldridge's black mud, floating and being digested like other broken bones.

The other Silver Knight, who was not affected and whose consciousness did not seem to be too blunted, cut off one of his companion's arms in time and pulled the crippled companion back temporarily.

It wasn't that they escaped, but that Eldridge was struggling to enjoy the food.

 "blasphemous, evil thief who rebels against God!"

Gwendelin was holding his staff like a bow and an arrow at this time.

The dark moon magic shaped the staff into a bow body, and pulled the bow string. A gorgeous moonlight arrow was placed on it, and was thrown into the sky by Gwendelin.

His teeth clenched in anger, and the Silver Knights became food, dying without dignity or meaning.

 This anger was born from the memory of these ancient warriors and the situation in which the dignity of the gods was trampled.

 A moonlight arrow was thrown out, and countless arrows were copied under the influence of dark moon magic.

It was like a rain of blades flashing with cold silver light, piercing all the way down!

But this kind of magic is really not suitable for Eldridge.

Does that black mud-like body really care about a small puncture wound?

like water off a duck's back.

The rain of arrows, like icy raindrops, only exploded into tiny mud flowers on Eldridge's body, and then there was no more movement.

As for Eldridge, his body was already surging and flowing towards Gwendelin. The figure of the Dark Moon God disappeared in a hazy purple halo, and then reappeared in another place.

This kind of magic to change his position seems to make him more tired and weak.

And because he had already consumed a lot of power before, Gwendelin couldn't even move himself far away.

One of his snake feet suddenly came into contact with a slippery patch, which was the corner of Eldridge's spread-out body.

Eldridge seemed to have sensory organs all over his body. The moment he touched Gwendelin's snake foot, the originally thin black mud suddenly received heavy support.

Like flesh-eating ants climbing up a piece of carrion, climbing up.

Gwendelin's face suddenly turned pale, and then he clenched his silver teeth, and the head of the staff in his hand extended a blade condensed by the magic power of the dark moon.

 With one "stab", the entire snake foot was cut off by himself.

Taking this opportunity, the giant blacksmith realized that he was the closest support to the Dark Moon God.

 He roared loudly, and even the air around his mouth was roared out with substantial waves.

While Eldridge was still about to roll up a wave of black mud and rush towards Gwendolin, his big foot stepped in front of Gwendolin, blocking the Dark Moon God.

 But his own leg was quickly wrapped in the black mud that climbed up, and the black mud continued to rise.

With no choice, Gwendelin could only extend the magic blade on the staff again and slash it towards the giant's knee!

"ah!"

The giant did not scream, but Gwendolin trembled and shouted.

Hand-handedly cut off a leg of a subordinate who had just saved him. At this time, he was on the verge of collapse, both physically and mentally.

Eldridge is liking the situation more and more.

 He instead retreated a little at this time.

The black mud that was originally moving quickly became more leisurely.

 'Yes, that's it, call it out. '

The whisper of the soul coming from the black mud makes people feel sticky and heavy just by hearing it, as if the soul is covered with a layer of tar.

Eldridge's tone is pleasant and playful.

 'The great gods, the beings I once worshiped. Look at your dignity now. '

'In this great and glorious city of God, there are only three silver knights and one slave who can stand in front of me, a traitor, to defend you? '

 'The Gods have long since declined, and it is better for those who are ruined to worship your bishop! '

But as Black Mud moved slowly and leisurely, he suddenly thrust out a swift tentacle and wrapped it around the silver knight who had lost an arm. Amidst the sound of metal curling, the silver knight was pulled into him. in the body.

Gwendelin, the Broken Leg Giant, and the Silver Knight, who originally thought they had found the opportunity to adjust and rest because of his slow movement, were immediately forced to tighten up again.

  Shows an almost neurotic danger and aggression from start to finish, making "food" lose its sense of security, and finally suffers a mental breakdown.

This is Eldridge's tried-and-tested 'eating trick'.

Sure enough, the hand of Gwendelin in front of him that was holding the staff was shaking from too much force.

The crippled silver knight who was pulled into Eldridge's body still burst out with golden thunder at the last moment in the only remaining sword-holding hand.

 But the result remained the same, Eldridge was not seriously injured.

Instead, he spat out the silver knight's sword and skidded on the marble floor in front of Gwendolin.

 'The story of the gods, the sacred and great thunder, the power of the Sun King to defeat the ancient dragon. '

 The whispers of the soul reveal cruel malice.

'But what use is this power to me, a salary king who has dedicated his life for the world and the First Fire? '

　　　'The Age of Fire is destined to be a cradle age that will pass, God of the Dark Moon. '

After criticizing the enemy's greatest symbol of strength, Eldridge's tone suddenly became tolerant, and could even be said to be tolerant and kind!

 'Tremble! Scream! The great shadow sun. '

 'Let's complete this sacred meal together! '

 'Then, we can cross over to the next era together, with my help. '

 'I want to save you and save more people! '

 'As long as you let me eat it. As long as you let me eat it, I can take you to see the distant future! '

Eldridge whispered, while the black mud-like body was slowly approaching.

Getting closer

 “Buzz!”

But suddenly, dozens of dark purple flying stars flew out from the head of Gwendelin's staff, followed by a trail of light, drifting towards Eldridge.

 (End of this chapter)

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