The consequences of forcibly breaking free were quite severe, even the Insect King felt extrely weak in that mont, as if it was about to revert to the state of an insect egg.
It had no choice but to break free; it had just seen those three fatties reaching towards its lower back, pulling out pots filled with filthy stuff.
If it had pulled the plug a bit later, those things would have sared its face; even as a parasite, it absolutely detested filth!
"Why does everyone’s heart seem so strong and beautiful, yet this blonde human’s heart is so filthy and vile!"
If it could call the police, the Insect King would undoubtedly have chosen to report Leon and have him arrested. Soone whose heart is full of fatties and potty jars surely isn’t a good person, and must be rigorously investigated!
It now dared not attempt to seize anyone else’s body again; it had gone after three, and those three seed to all be protected by so powerful entity—what sort of world is this!?
Whether it was Artorias or Gwendolin, both gave the Insect King a feeling that made it tremble; when was the last ti it felt this way?
It was in that distant era when it was an innocent little bug munching leaves on a tree and saw the legendary appearance of deities manifesting.
That...ancient and unparalleled majesty!
Dammit, could it be that those three were all "Divine Favored"; is my luck that good?
Wait, I randomly picked three people, and their hearts were surprisingly absurd, so what about the others?
The Insect King looked at Roger, who was riding a Curse Frog like the wind, glanced at the elves whose nas it didn’t know, and occasionally saw the Fran Guards jumping across the cave entrance.
At that mont, it seed to have an illusion, feeling as if a powerful presence stood behind each person, each striking a formidable stance akin to Stand ssengers.
"God, Divine Favored are already everywhere?"
A confusion akin to being abandoned by an era of rapid developnt appeared in the Insect King’s eyes.
Although it knew that after all these years, the world was bound to change, still...
Isn’t this change a bit too big and many!?
The wheels of the era haven’t just run over it; dammit, this is clearly a high-speed train running it over and then transforming into a robot to give it a Golden Tree Drop Shock!
The Insect King’s decayed and outdated worldview received a massive blow.
It fell into a short-term ntal weakness, but its opponents weren’t chivalrous enough to wait for it to regain its strength and then continue fighting.
In other words, in Sain Dungeon’s rules, taking the enemy’s life while they are weak is the greatest and best chivalrous virtue!
Thus, Leon’s passionate shouts sounded at that mont, as if the protagonist of a hot-blooded ani organizing everyone to unleash combined skills.
"Co on! This is our blood-boiling Combination Skill!"
Lowering his body, Leon wielded dual blades, and Steeran was jumping back and forth with a bunch of crossbows performing a mysterious archer ritual.
The Insect King, infuriated, uttered in Uffie’s voice:
"You have no chivalry!"
"Chivalry? Talk to my Swift Slash!"
Swift Slash’s Sword Qi suddenly erupted in the Underground Space, and Left Bow once again resonated with the beautiful bowstring.
The two struck the Insect King one after the other, though only shattering so of its exoskeleton, still it fell into a montary rigidity in its movents.
Indeed, the role Swift Slash and Left Bow played in this round of battle was clearly to hold the line, and they executed it impeccably!
Aside from Ring Capture, there is nothing among Sain’s unconventional weapons that is as suitable as these two for disruptive strategies.
The higher the levels of power in a battle, the more deadly the consequences of showing weakness, and in that unguarded instant of the Insect King, the ground suddenly erupted with mutated plants, propelling Dal upwards with imnse force.
Dal, who now due to excessive antics was bleeding from all orifices, face covered in blood, looked as if he’d drop dead unexpectedly, yet the nurous amplifications which would usually be fatal now he could withstand, strangely enough, his strength hadn’t recently improved—it seed.
Oh right, he underwent Blood Therapy; perhaps Blood Therapy enhanced his physique, allowing him to withstand more enhancent effects?
With Wolf Blood before and Blood Therapy after, anything blood-related in Sain Dungeon is incredibly precious, though seriously dangerous.
Let’s leave the reasons aside montarily, for due to Blood Therapy marginally raising his physical qualities, Dal peaked to unprecedented heights—at this mont, he’s carrying twenty enhancent effects in total!
The Golden Stone Oath, Golden Tree Oath, Fla Empowernt, Inner Potential, Wolf Blood, Wolf Ring, and a whole heap of various Potions, Potions, and Magic Scrolls.
Though it felt as if his internal organs were being violently churned by the hands of God, so painful.
But at this mont, all Dal wanted to shout was "Aweso," which turned into a loud wolf howl!
"Awoo!"
Yep, it’s still that taste, his wolf howl remains unlike a wolf, instead more like a cousin of the wolf dosticated by humans.
In the midst of his ntally elated upward wolf howl, his actions didn’t slacken a bit; he perford a Wolf Jump of unprecedented intensity.
At this level, the moves need no technique, only beautiful numbers!
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