The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 578 - 349: The Giant Horror Demon_2

Chapter 578: Chapter 349: The Giant Horror Demon_2

Iron Beard said with concern, "But the pollution from the giant Horror Demon is very strong, and if we get too close too often..."

Rod smiled, "I’m not afraid of pollution."

Amendo’s cloudy eyes fixed on him, "No one is unafraid of pollution... but he is an exception."

This unexpected turn of events almost made Rod choke, and he coughed, "Lord Amendo, it seems you already knew."

"Of course."

Amendo gave him a cold glance, "The report from Soul Master Priscilla is completely reliable."

Rod smiled, realizing for the first time that the First Elder wasn’t as stubborn and annoying as he had thought.

Thus, the battle plan centered around Rod’s "Soul Blast" was swiftly executed.

The Spiritual Power Cannon stopped firing in all directions, instead turning to focus on a single Horror Demon.

A simultaneous firing from thirty Spiritual Power Cannons soon exceeded the limits of the giant Horror Demon, creating a Soul Void. Rod then soared into the fray, killing it with a single move.

This efficiency was manifold higher than before.

You see, giant Horror Demons are those particularly nasty monsters with tough, filthy outer skins. When injured, the black substance inside them bursts out, covering their surface with a layer of greasy, viscous film.

It’s highly effective in defending against attacks, significantly reducing the impact of subsequent hits.

At the same time, giant Horror Demons have a strong regenerative ability.

Thus, in battle, it’s common to start off inflicting significant damage, but as the fight progresses, the damage reduces, and the monster heals faster.

But focusing attacks had its issues too.

Though it could severely damage the monster quickly, the massive amount of black substance that erupted formed a strong defense, detrimental to follow-up attacks.

If it wasn’t killed off quickly, the giant Horror Demon would use its strong regenerative powers to stand up again before long.

But now with Rod, that problem was no longer a concern.

Once the monster was heavily injured, Rod would fly in, ignoring the terrifyingly polluted black substance, thrusting directly into its Soul Void, killing it instantly.

This was the perfect cooperation.

Rod had never felt so exhilarated. Each giant Horror Demon had over a hundred thousand souls, and he could kill one every few seconds. There were at least a couple thousand outside the castle, stretching out as far as the eye could see.

Rod nearly laughed out loud—how many souls could that be?

If they could all be killed, repairing the Dream Realm would no longer be an issue, and they might even gather enough souls for the Eighth Star.

However, amid the frenzied slaughter, Rod also sensed something unreasonable.

How could the giant Horror Demons, so hard to kill, not even be classified as Strong Monsters?

Although over a hundred thousand souls wasn’t insignificant, it was only on the level of Super Rank Fierce.

You know, those Strong Monsters he encountered in Star Town couldn’t withstand the bombardment of thirty Spiritual Power Cannons.

Perhaps this was their innate characteristic.

Rod didn’t think much of it, immersing himself further into the bloodshed.

But as the battle waged on, more and more giant Horror Demons appeared, and their efficiency began to lag. The Spiritual Power Cannons needed time to adjust their angles, charge up, and fire.

Sometimes a full volley wasn’t enough to create a breakthrough, and they had to fire another round.

This undeniably took even more time.

"This is bad!"

Iron Beard quickly realized the problem.

If their efficiency wasn’t high enough, the giant Horror Demons would climb the castle again and destroy the Spiritual Power Cannons.

Once the last of the thirty Spiritual Power Cannons was destroyed, the fall of Storm Castle would only be a matter of time,—a grave threat not just from the Horror Demons at the outermost part of the Trolier Security Line.

"What should we do? First Elder, the number of giant Horror Demons far exceeds our expectations."

After a few seconds of silence, Amendo said, "Call Xingge, open the Field, enhance the power of fire."

He glanced at the giant Horror Demon just a stone’s throw away.

"Leave the approaching Horror Demons to me."

Amendo leaped onto the city wall, spreading his arms. The air began to distort as gales gathered from all directions; a dull moaning sound emerged, as if the wind were weeping.

Rod had just killed a giant Horror Demon and jumped back onto the city wall when he noticed Amendo’s anomaly.

"Isn’t that the Gale Characteristic?"

Rod immediately recognized it—Lannis the Moocher had this characteristic, and his skillful use of wind techniques had left a deep impression during the battle at Trident River.

However, Amendo had never used this move before.

The moaning grew deeper, turning into a roar.

Rod felt the air vibrating as if some colossal creature was approaching.

In front of Amendo, a huge Air Cannon was forming; he clasped his hands as if cradling it.

The gale furiously gathered, and the Air Cannon emitted a ferocious roar. Amendo’s robe fluttered wildly, and a surge of Spiritual Energy waves rushed forth, so overwhelming that Rod felt suffocated—it had been a long time since he had last felt this sensation.

"Ha!"

Amendo let out a tremendous shout, a raging sound completely unfit for his thin and frail body.

Then came an enormous sonic boom that nearly deafened Rod. The powerful blast of air struck his face like a sheet of iron, causing his slim cheeks to tingle numbly and nearly forcing his eyes shut.

Meanwhile, the Air Cannon broke through the air in an incomprehensible manner.

Rod could clearly see the transparent air stretching out like a long spear, thrusting into the nearest giant Horror Demon.

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