leonardwarren Chapter 239 Skinning and Dismembering, Group PvP Under the Blood Moon
Chapter 239 Skinning and Dismembering, Group PvP Under the Blood Moon
Chapter 239 Skinning and Dismembering, Group PvP Under the Blood Moon
The mutated zombie's skin has a sickly grayish-green color.
Its surface was covered with crack-like patterns, as if some force within it was constantly impacting its body.
Its eyes were like two burning flames, its limbs were thick and powerful, and its fingers had long, sharp claws.
Whenever it moves, the ground beneath its feet trembles slightly, demonstrating its astonishing weight and power.
The mutated zombie's head is much larger than that of the ordinary zombie, with a distinct skull outline and protruding bones on its forehead like two small hills, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Its facial expression was contorted and twisted, revealing two rows of sharp teeth around its mouth.
Scattered around the mutated zombie were several dried-up zombie carcasses, clearly its previous prey.
Compared to its aimless, wandering zombie counterparts, this mutated zombie, though imposing, remained entrenched on that low hill.
They did not actively roam around hunting other undead creatures.
Fangzhou was incredibly excited and quickly issued orders, commanding the No. 1 Skull Squad under the Demon to remain in place, maintain a safe distance, and observe the situation.
At the same time, through the soul link, he summoned all the skeleton teams and silently gathered in the direction of Team 1. He also casually stabbed a blind zombie that was bothering him, and after quickly absorbing the essence of the skeletons, he ran towards the direction of the mutated zombie.
As they ran, Ark kept a close eye on the mutated zombies' every move from Archer 1's unique perspective, trying to glean any valuable clues.
He quickly reached a preliminary conclusion.
The reason this mutated zombie didn't roam around but instead remained perched on that low hill was probably because, just as Tryndamere remembered, there was an undead resource point there—the Bone Crystal Cluster.
To verify this hypothesis, Ark used the Soul Link to conduct a detailed comparison between the physical characteristics of the mutated zombies and Tryndamere's memories.
Now, the mutated zombies' appearance strikingly matches the images in Tryndamere's memories, even surpassing the original ones.
They look about 30% stronger.
Fangzhou couldn't help but become alert.
It seems that the Bone Stone Cluster not only has extraordinary significance for the skeleton race, but also has a powerful strengthening effect on zombies. Since taking the Bone Stone Cluster from Tryndamere, the mutated zombie has obviously undergone a complete transformation.
Its leap in strength is enough to make people take notice.
Realizing this, Fangzhou's vigilance reached its peak.
We must not let our guard down now, and we must not use Tryndamere's previous memories to measure the combat strength of this mutated zombie.
Meanwhile, Tryndamere had already reached the vicinity of the low hills.
Tryndamere, who had been silent and loyal all along, suddenly experienced a violent fluctuation in his soul fire as he sensed the presence of the mutated zombie.
A powerful vengeance erupted like a volcano within its soulfire, traveling along the soul link towards the Ark.
On one hand, Ark urged Tryndamere to prepare for battle as soon as possible, while on the other hand, it tried its best to appease its angry underling.
"Don't worry, watch me avenge you, Master."
With Ark's reassurance, Tryndamere's anger subsided slightly.
Soon, Ark arrived at the location of Skull Team No. 1.
Meanwhile, other skeleton teams arrived one after another, forming a spectacular force.
Compared to its fellow zombies, that mutated zombie, like Tryndamere, clearly possessed a certain level of intelligence.
It stood atop the low hill not far from the ark and noticed the unusual gathering of the skeleton warriors.
At first, the mutated zombie paid no attention to its skeletal servants, who were far less powerful than it.
However, when the Ark appeared, the mutated zombie immediately noticed its unique presence.
Not only is Ark much larger than a regular Skull Warrior, but its equipment is also incredibly imposing and eye-catching.
The mutated zombie immediately realized the threat before it and began to vigilantly observe the Ark and its minions' every move.
As more and more skeleton servants gathered here, the mutated zombies' anxiety became increasingly apparent.
It stood atop the hill, expressing its anger and unease with roars, pacing back and forth on the hill, occasionally adopting a charging stance as if warning the approaching army of skeletons.
Nevertheless, it seemed to still have some reservations and never truly left the safe zone of that low hill.
The skeleton army remained silent.
They stood in neat rows, awaiting the Ark's instructions.
Before the skeleton army was ready for battle, Ark did not want to overly provoke the mutated zombie that possessed a certain degree of intelligence.
Under his calm command, the originally assembled Skull Squad quietly dispersed, forming a relatively loose encirclement along the low hills.
This action is both a strategic deployment and an attempt to prevent the mutated zombies from feeling overly threatened, thereby avoiding unnecessary escalation of conflict.
Although the mutated zombie possesses a certain level of intelligence, it is clearly unable to comprehend such a complex tactical layout.
As the massive legion of skeletons, which posed a significant threat to him, gradually dispersed, his agitation subsided.
Occasionally, the mutated zombies would look at the Ark and let out angry roars, but these roars seemed to contain a hint of doubt and uncertainty.
Fangzhou observed all of this quietly.
He knew that although the mutated zombies were powerful, they had limited intelligence.
He must make full use of this to develop a strategy.
As time went by, the other Skull teams finally all arrived at the battlefield designated by the Ark.
Fangzhou uses his [Skeleton King] ability to command more than ten skeleton squads through soul links.
Under his precise command, these skeleton warriors began to slowly advance towards the hills occupied by the mutated zombies, gradually narrowing the encirclement.
When the mutated zombie saw Tryndamere, it immediately sensed that familiar soul aura.
This made it immediately recognize the brave warrior in front of it, who had once been defeated by it.
It ignored the ordinary skeleton warriors who seemed weak in its eyes and turned its ferocious face towards Tryndamere.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he let out a series of threatening roars.
Under the Ark's suppression and orders, Tryndamere remained unusually calm in the face of his former enemy.
It seemed to know that now was not the time for personal grudges, but rather to concentrate and obey the Ark's overall tactical arrangements.
Tryndamere's soul fire flickered slightly, as if responding to the mutated zombie's provocation.
But it made no sound, simply standing firmly in place, ready to face the impending battle.
Besides Tryndamere, the decapitating giant swordsman, Ark currently has more than 10 skeleton archers under its magic.
There were about twenty or thirty melee-type skeleton warriors.
They were equipped with heavy great axes and sturdy shields, or spears and greatswords, forming the most solid defensive line in the legion.
Once the mutated zombie was within the archers' firing range, Ark immediately ordered more than ten archers from its demonic ranks to...
They immediately launched a salvo.
In an instant, more than ten white bone arrows, like the brightest stars in the night sky, carrying the whisper of death, shot toward the mutated zombie.
The mutated zombies did indeed move slowly.
Although it tried to dodge after spotting the skeleton archer's movements, its actions were ultimately clumsy, and several arrows still accurately hit their target.
However, the mutated zombies' reaction surprised Ark.
Its defensive capabilities are stronger than Ark had imagined.
Despite being hit by arrows one after another, the mutated zombie's defense was exceptionally strong, far exceeding any enemy the Ark had encountered before.
In Tryndamere's memory, his decapitation sword had previously been able to inflict some damage on this mutated zombie.
However, judging from the effect of the skeleton archers' rain of arrows, this mutated zombie was almost completely immune to the damage from these bone arrows.
The arrows struck as if hitting a wall, leaving only shallow scratches on the mutated zombie's body, causing almost no effective damage.
Each collision between the arrows and the mutated zombies produced a clanging metallic sound, as if mocking the skeleton archers' futile attempts.
This mutated zombie seemed to realize this as well.
After realizing that the skeleton archer's attack was merely a feint, it stopped and let out a deafening roar.
In that roar, it conveyed a strong, clear, and provocative spiritual message to the Ark.
You can't even scratch me!
I will skin you alive and tear you to pieces!
Fangzhou sensed this intermittent thought, and its soul fire suddenly blazed brightly.
But this was not because of anger, but because of a joy welling up from the depths of my heart.
The level of intelligence displayed by this mutated zombie far exceeded his expectations.
He was even superior to Tryndamere, the skeleton warrior under his demonic influence.
If this mutated zombie can be brought under the demon's control, then his clone will gain a second highly intelligent undead servant.
This was undoubtedly a huge boost to his power.
However, problems also arose.
The Ark's [Skeleton King] skill currently only works on skeletons and skeleton warriors.
How can we effectively control this mutated zombie?
This question made Fangzhou fall into deep thought for a moment.
But he quickly put the issue aside.
Ark raised its skull, its gaze piercing through the misty fog, staring directly at the mutated zombie that was constantly tackling the army of skeletons.
His soul fire had returned to calm, and his thoughts had become clear again.
In that instant, Ark made a decision.
If we can't subdue this mutated zombie, then we might as well kill it.
As a rare intelligent undead creature, this mutated zombie must provide a great deal of corpse essence and soul power.
Moreover, behind it lies a precious cluster of white bone stone crystals, waiting for him to collect it.
For Ark, this is an extremely valuable resource that absolutely cannot be missed.
With a thought, Ark activated the [Berserker Mark] deep within his soul.
A dazzling purple light shot straight out from his soul fire, illuminating the night sky, and landed precisely on the strongest giant axe skeleton warrior.
As it was bathed in purple light, the giant axe-wielding skeleton warrior began to make cracking and popping sounds all over its body.
Its skeleton constantly deforms and reassembles under the stimulation of light.
The gaps between the bones were filled.
The joints have become more flexible.
Muscle tissue seemed to regrow, covering his skeleton.
Using this skeleton warrior as a vessel and drawing upon the power of the Berserker Mark, the Berserker spirit Olaf quickly descended upon the Land of the Dead once more.
Meanwhile, the mutated zombies that had been lingering on the low hills could no longer suppress their instinctive, ferocious urge to attack after being attacked by another round of arrows from the archers.
It let out a ferocious roar, took heavy steps, and charged madly towards the Ark and the skeleton archers behind it.
Although the mutated zombies' charging speed wasn't very fast in the Ark's eyes.
But for ordinary skeleton warriors, it is a deadly threat.
Its every step was so heavy it seemed to shake the earth, and amidst the flying dust, a suffocating sense of oppression swept over us.
At this moment, the Ark's soul fire trembled violently, decisively issuing the order for a general attack, awakening Olaf and his army of demonic skeletons' bloodlust.
Olaf, the berserker wielding two axes, let out a long roar and then, like a whirlwind, led his army of skeletons toward the mutated zombies.
Behind it, Tryndamere, the decapitating giant swordsman, could not suppress his anger at avenging his previous defeat.
It followed closely in Olaf's footsteps, wielding its decapitation sword, and launched a fierce attack on the mutated zombies on the hill.
At the same time, more than ten other skeleton teams responded to the order and converged from all directions, forming an unstoppable torrent that launched an attack on the mutated zombies.
From Fangzhou's perspective, apart from Tryndamere, the mutated skeleton warrior, the other ordinary skeleton servants were nothing more than pawns that could be sacrificed at any time on the battlefield, cannon fodder used to deplete the enemy's strength.
Their existence is to play the greatest role at critical moments, even at the cost of their lives.
As for Olaf, the existence of this berserker is a miracle in itself.
It was only through the power of the Berserker's Mark that it was able to briefly appear in this world and serve the Ark.
Even if it falls in battle, it is merely returning to the mark.
After a long period of nurturing, it can revive again and continue to fulfill its mission.
For Olaf, battle and death are merely one link in an eternal cycle.
Clang clang clang.
Olaf, the most powerful berserker spirit, was the first to charge towards the mutated zombies.
As Olaf charged forward, his bones cracked and resonated, a prelude to the activation of the [Rage] skill.
An uncontrollable rage and power surged from the depths of Olaf's soulfire, propelling his combat power to its peak.
Olaf then raised his bone battle axe high, its soulfire flashing with a resolute light, and the [Reverse Throw] skill was instantly activated.
The bone battle axe streaked across the night sky like a meteor, carrying devastating power as it cleaved straight towards the mutated zombie.
The mutated zombies were clearly aware of the severity of the situation.
At its speed, it simply couldn't avoid the bone battle axe that was flying through the air.
So it quickly raised its arms in front of its head, and a flash of dark light appeared, as if it wanted to take Olaf's [Reverse Throw] head-on with its physical body.
A loud bang.
The rapidly spinning bone battle axe pierced through the mutated zombie's defenses and embedded itself deeply in its left arm.
Roar!
The mutated zombie let out a painful roar.
To Ark's surprise, Olaf's reverse throw did not sever the mutated zombie's arm.
In a previous fight between Olaf and Tryndamere, the same move, "Reverse Throw," shattered Tryndamere's sternum and pinned him to the ground, rendering him immobile.
This shows that this mutated zombie's defense is much higher than Tryndamere's.
Its physical resilience far surpasses that of ordinary undead creatures.
Under the watchful eyes of all the skeletons, Olaf extended his bone claws, his empty eyes staring ahead.
It summoned its indestructible bone battle axe.
As if drawn by a mysterious force, the axe flew out of the mutated zombie's wound with an irresistible force, causing the mutated zombie to roar in fury once again, as if it had suffered a severe blow.
The axe left a dazzling trail in the air, like a silver lightning bolt, before finally landing steadily in Olaf's hand.
However, Olaf did not immediately launch a new offensive, but stood there quietly.
Its soul fire burned fiercely, emitting a provocative fluctuation.
The mutated zombie seemed to sense Olaf's contempt and provocation.
Its massive, decaying body reflected a murky light in the moonlight, every muscle taut, before it charged at Olaf without hesitation.
Every step he took made the surrounding skeletons tremble.
Its eyes gleamed with a mad light, as if it wanted to tear Olaf to pieces.
However, Olaf did not choose to dodge, but instead activated his [Taunt] skill at the last moment.
A roar as loud as thunder resounded, the sound piercing through the night sky.
The mutated zombie's charging trajectory was affected by the roar, causing it to deviate slightly and revealing a slight opening.
Olaf keenly seized this fleeting opportunity.
He immediately activated the [Berserk] skill, reaching the pinnacle of speed and power, almost transforming into a streak of dark blue lightning as he circled around to the side of the mutated zombie.
The [Bloodlust Assault] skill was activated, and the battle axe drew a perfect arc in the air, accurately slashing at the mutated zombie's throat.
The slow-reacting mutant zombie only managed to block the axe with its arm just as it was about to strike.
With a crisp sound as bones collided with zombie skin, blood-like energy seeped from the wound and was absorbed by Olaf.
With the infusion of life force, Olaf's body became more solid, and his strength was further enhanced.
The mutated zombies roared repeatedly, but they seemed somewhat overwhelmed and disorganized under Olaf's ferocious onslaught.
Each time the axe fell, the mutated zombie had to do everything in its power to defend itself.
Each time it resisted, it also consumed a lot of its energy.
Just as the atmosphere of battle was reaching its peak, Tryndamere, the skeleton warrior wielding a decapitation sword, was also keenly searching for an opportunity to strike.
When the mutated zombie's attention was drawn to the skeleton minions attacking alongside it, revealing an opening, Tryndamere didn't hesitate, like a wild beast unleashed, swiftly joining the chaotic battle.
Its silhouette traced a graceful arc across the battlefield.
The decapitation sword gleamed with a cold, icy light under the moonlight.
Every swing of his sword was imbued with Tryndamere's desire for revenge.
At the same time, the other skeleton servants also sprang into action.
Under Ark's command, they formed an impenetrable encirclement around the mutated zombie with astonishing coordination and speed.
The skeleton servants held a dense array of weapons, including swords, spears, and halberds.
They worked in perfect harmony, constantly searching for the weaknesses of the mutated zombies.
Sometimes they launch fierce attacks, and sometimes they retreat quickly.
Every attack was precise, and every defense was flawless, ensuring that the mutated zombies could not easily break through this line of death.
The mutated zombies' body surface defenses are simply too strong.
Each clash was accompanied by the sharp sound of metal colliding.
Olaf and Tryndamere, relying on their extraordinary agility, moved freely around the mutated zombie's massive body, constantly staying at the edge of its attack range.
The main damage dealer is Olaf, who has mastered the Berserker class's [Golden Body] and [Blood Rage] skill trees.
It occasionally launches a [charge], like an enraged bull, crashing into the mutated zombies with unstoppable force.
Each impact caused the mutated zombie's massive body to sway precariously.
When the mutated zombies try to retaliate, Olaf will nimbly dodge, causing each of his opponent's attacks to miss.
Then, Olaf unleashed his special move, Blood Blade Cyclone.
The entire skeleton transformed into a destructive storm, its spinning axe blades cutting through the surrounding air and releasing bursts of suffocating energy.
The mutated zombies appeared extremely small in the face of this storm.
Every time it was touched by the axe blade, it left a deep wound.
Blood and rotting flesh splattered everywhere, and screams of agony rose and fell.
Despite the immense strength and thick skin of the mutated zombies, they finally began to show signs of fatigue under Olaf's relentless attacks.
Tryndamere's skeleton minions were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
They kept trying to attack, working with Olaf to deplete the undead attribute energy within the mutated zombies.
But this was not the end; Olaf did not let go of any opportunity for victory.
Taking advantage of Tryndamere's massive sword strike that severely damaged the mutated zombie's right leg bone, Olaf unleashed his final move, "Burning Fury."
During the fog, Olaf's entire body was engulfed in raging crimson flames.
It transformed into a runaway fireball, charging straight at the wounded mutated zombie with an aura of annihilation.
Each axe strike was accompanied by an explosion of flames, completely engulfing the mutated zombie in a raging inferno.