Chapter 606 Blood God Hakka!

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 hard work 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 Hive 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 it is getting brighter and more dazzling, and its scope of influence and control is 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.

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 all held onto 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 Eternal Church 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?"

"Why would the hounds 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..."

"The loss of sanity is very fast..."

"It can compete with the hive for the control of the swarm combat units..."

"The psychic power is greatly improved..."

"The cognition is distorted, suspected to be affected and parasitized..."

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

"Immediately move the hive and increase the intensity of the attack on the seal of the underground ruins!"

"..."

They seemed to be prepared for everything in front of them, and did not care about the rampant hive tyrant at this time.

It seemed that the hive tyrant was just a chess piece they pushed out.

However, the huge movement made by the hive tyrant quickly attracted the attention of the Blood Moon City defense force.

They saw a large number of zombie monsters gathering here, but some huge and extremely threatening swarm monsters gathered more and more, and decisively sent an alarm message here.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The huge golem truck broke through the obstruction of the zombie monsters and crashed directly into the Blood Moon City before they surrounded it.

The top of the accelerating golem truck was covered with the corpses of a large number of zombie monsters.

The artillery, which was still firing, tore the zombie monsters that were chasing into pieces.

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

The Golem Truck did not stop all the way and drove directly into the Blood Moon City.

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

Under the gaze of many soldiers from the Blood Moon City, the members of the Thorn Chamber of Commerce got out of the Golem Truck as if nothing had happened.

They cleaned up the flesh and pollution outside the Golem Truck at the fastest speed.

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 the Blood Moon City.

It was not easy to survive, and at this time, it was necessary to avoid complications.

Knight Harley looked at the stacked containers and noticed that Adam Smith opened them, revealing a row of dark artillery inside.

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

"Is this the magic artillery that was specially delivered? What are their combat parameters? How much does it cost?"

Adam Smith smiled and shook his head. While maintaining the weapon, he told the truth:

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

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

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

Harley Knight quickly put this idea behind his mind, because the zombie army had already rushed over.

A large number of zombie monsters, surrounded by the blood-colored figure emitting red light, slowly rushed towards Blood Moon City.

Harley Knight on the city wall put down the telescope and said in disbelief:

"This is impossible!"

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

The claws became longer and the body became stronger.

The grayish-white skin cracked, revealing the muscles that were expanding and growing inside.

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

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

It was the extremely terrifying insect nest tyrant that brought all these changes!

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

The transformation of the zombie monsters around is just one of its many abilities!

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

"Is there any way to get rid of this monster? The threat of this monster is too great."

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

"The opponent's individual combat effectiveness has reached the legendary level. It is difficult to pose a threat to it before leaving the protection of zombies and insect swarms."

Adam Smith has confidence in Yaya and the Lord, but he will not speak casually to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

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

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

Its voice has changed significantly, from the previous cold and abrupt, gradually turning into contempt and arrogance.

Its control over its body and abilities is also becoming more and more handy.

The two extra arms are waving unconsciously.

The zombies that suddenly fell to the ground and turned into rotten corpses were drained of their vitality by the two arms bit by bit.

They are becoming stronger and stronger, and two long weapons are slowly growing out from between their palms.

The Hive Tyrant knows nothing about all this, and doesn't even notice that there is anything wrong.

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

"Charge!"

The twisted and deformed zombie monsters let out sharp roars and surged towards the Blood Moon City like a wave.

343 watched them silently, resisted the urge to launch an attack, and recalled Matthew's advice to her:

"Don't attack casually, there must be spies and people in Blood Moon City."

"Preliminary probing and consumption are necessary, and sufficient information must be obtained before a plan of one-shot kill can be launched."

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

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The magic artillery began to roar.

The rotating shells crushed into the zombie army.

The ground was instantly covered with blood, making the already red fungal blanket even more vivid.

The army that had hundreds of zombies killed was not affected at all, and continued to surge like a tide.

One by one, wooden barrels flew forward and hit the ground heavily.

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

The zombies in the large charge were burned to ashes by the fierce fire oil.

Knight Harley looked at the scattered zombies rushing through the fire wall, and did not order to ignite the moat, but let these zombies approach.

Since the last defeat of the Blood Castle, Knight Harley has re-learned and strengthened.

Although he did not join the Gulf Territory to fight, he also browsed many combat images of the Gulf Territory.

What he learned most from it was the layout of defense and the judgment of the battle situation.

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

It is better to let the defensive soldiers adapt to the close combat with these zombie monsters as soon as possible, rather than to resist the attack of a large number of zombie monsters at a time at a critical moment.

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

Occasionally, a few zombie monsters crossed the golem's defense and pounced on the soldiers.

"Gun team, go!"

More than 10 long spears stabbed out together, and the zombies without any combat thinking pounced on them and were directly stabbed into a colander.

The zombie monsters that were not stabbed in the head were still struggling. The soldiers who saw this scene couldn't help but feel cold 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. They won't hide when they see the attack, so everyone just stay calm..."

Sporadic zombies were put up one after another, and then killed by the soldiers who were well prepared.

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

He must find the most efficient and safest range between attack and defense to ensure that the soldiers can be trained in both attack and defense.

"Fire!"

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

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

The most stressed were naturally the soldiers defending the city.

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

Instead, they stick to their mission area and strangle the zombies that rush onto the city wall.

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

In the eyes of the Hive Tyrant below, the weak soldiers of Blood Moon City can't stop the zombie army under its command.

As long as these troublesome golems are dealt with, they can push all the way through.

What the Hive Tyrant didn't expect was that the Bay Lord, who had already incorporated golems into regular combat units, paid great attention to protecting the golem's continuous combat capability.

"The golems have excellent offensive capabilities, but their defensive capabilities are relatively average."

"The huge size and slightly clumsy movements mean that they are destined to be unable to dodge or block like ordinary soldiers."

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

At the beginning, Harley Knight used long swords to attack the combat golems sent by the Bay Lord, thinking that they were too rigid and easy for the enemy to find patterns.

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

The combat golems sent by the Gulf Territory only replaced the gapped and dull weapons, and continued to maintain a super high killing efficiency.

Such a clear contrast naturally gave Harley Knight more ideas.

Many seemingly insignificant things in the Gulf Territory have very outstanding effects on the battlefield.

The question is why the Gulf Territory can discover, make, distribute and assemble them on a large scale.

The reason for this, Harley Knight couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, and finally he could only put it aside temporarily and devote himself to the daily difficult and arduous battles.

After assisting the soldiers of Blood Moon City and explaining some new weapons.

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

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

Underground ruins excavation area.

The swarm monsters that were originally besieging the defense line had disappeared unknowingly.

The senior adventurers looked at the burning bodies on the ground with a little relief in their eyes.

What all the senior adventurers didn't expect was that.

While they were resting, the Bay 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 true. 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..."

"You can't move Yaya 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. If no signal is 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 do anything to 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, the human soldiers who are the most stable, most 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, firmness +5, toughness +5, high temperature resistance +5."

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

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

More than ten new alloys and metals made Matthew feel that he had made the right choice.

This was just a quick look. If he dug carefully, he would definitely find more good things.

Of course, Matthew didn't have time now.

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

Matthew bypassed those small broken undead.

They stared at the ghost-like eyes and wandered aimlessly in the ruins.

After the negative energy material dissipated, their lifespan would also come to an end and turn into a pile of dry bones again.

Or they would encounter the occasional activation of soul fragments and turn into not-so-powerful dry bone undead again, wandering in the ruins.

Matthew remembered very clearly that there was no great danger on the first floor of the goblin ruins.

As long as they don't fall into the pile of skeletons or run into dangerous diggers, even low-level adventurers are relatively safe.

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

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

Just this million tons of metal ruins required nearly 10 years of hard work by the Netheril Empire to produce.

Even the Gulf Territory, which has opened several more elemental furnace production lines, needs 2 to 3 years to produce.

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

Such an amazing scale of ruins is enough to imagine the former power of the Goblin Empire.

However, such a powerful Goblin Empire has been quietly annihilated in the long river of history, with only sporadic records.

Its existence seems to have been ruthlessly erased.

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

After bypassing hundreds of small skeleton monsters, Matthew walked into the door of the next level of the ruins.

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

That is not gold, but pure gold that is more precious than gold.

Matthew couldn't help smacking his lips, and he had made up his mind.

It is troublesome to separate precious rare metals from alloys, but there is a large amount here!

If this ruins can be occupied and various rare metal processing factories can be built.

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

Such an idea flashed through Matthew's mind, and then he had to face the problem in front of 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 luminous moss growing, it is no different from the underground world occupied by the Gulf Territory.

However, this space was not formed naturally, but was dug out alive.

Click! Click! Click!

Sharp claws kept cutting the rocks.

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

The latter continued to open their mouths as if they were unaware, biting off piece after piece of rubble, chewing it nonchalantly, and swallowing it into their stomachs.

They are larger than adult bison, and their gray-black chitinous shells are covered with dense and hideous spikes.

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

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

Why are they called bull ants?

First of all, they are the same size as cows.

The giant sharp horns on their heads and the deadly killing power when running are exactly the same as those of bison.

Then, they are as capable as oxen, working diligently all day long.

They are either eating stones or moving stones.

They are simply the "best" model workers.

Finally, they are as "cost-effective" as cows.

Cows eat grass and produce milk.

Bull ants eat stones and squeeze blood.

That's right, when the bull ants are exhausted.

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

Tens of millions of such terrifying bull ants are scattered throughout the underground space.

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

Their reproductive ability is also very good. Eighteen babies in one litter is not worth mentioning for them, and eighty babies in one litter is also easy.

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

That's right, these ferocious giant bull ants are at the bottom of the food chain in this area.

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

After discovering that they are not controlled by the queen ant and pheromones like the ants on the surface, but are individuals who survive alone.

Matthew had some other thoughts in his mind.

It is really a waste of resources for a species with such tenacious vitality to stay in this underground world and only eat stones.

It might be dangerous to place it in the material plane, as it might cause an infestation 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 and worshiped - the blood god Hakkar!

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