Chapter 813 The Creation of the Magic Goddess
Worried in vain!
Pete rolled his eyes speechlessly.
He was just there as if he was facing a great enemy, weighing whether to run away immediately or save Morgan.
It turned out that the other party simply didn't have enough strength to tear open the gap!
Come to think of it, Morgan was injured, and with his current "brain-dead" state, it was difficult for him to control his body coordination, let alone exert normal strength.
Soon someone volunteered to stand up:
"I'll go help him!"
Arthur, the main shield warrior of the Wind Group, took the role of accompanying Morgan on the adventure.
He walked back to the wall of flesh and blood with a heroic and high-spirited step, stretched out his hands to grab the gap, and suddenly exerted force to start pulling:
"Hey!!!"
The lines formed by the gap were only torn a little distance that was almost invisible, and then there was no further progress.
Seeing Arthur's red face and thick neck, and the whole person trying hard, everyone realized that something was wrong.
There was something wrong with this flesh and blood gap!
It was understandable that Morgan couldn't pull it open, but Arthur's help still didn't make any progress, which was a big problem!
Seeing this, another shield warrior from the Windward Group also went over to try to help, and he and Arthur each put their fingers into the gap and exerted force.
"Hey!!!"
Even though the two of them were almost using all their strength, the gap was still tightly closed.
There was no sign of being pulled open at all.
"Huff... Huff..."
The two tried so hard that they were almost exhausted, and the best result was that they barely pulled the gap open by the length of their fingers.
Then they both collapsed on the ground exhausted.
"This gap can't be opened?"
Pete frowned.
"Is this... right?!"
The representative characteristics of the flesh-and-blood type of pollution transformation are often the abnormal vitality and self-healing ability of the monsters.
But in terms of defense, they are definitely not as good as the pollution types such as ossification.
Most attacks can successfully break the defense of flesh-and-blood monsters. To put it more extreme, even if an ordinary person stabs it with a rusty pitchfork, it may be able to cause effective damage and make it bleed.
Attacks from various professions can leave enough injuries on it.
The problem is that after most of the damage hits, the monsters made of twisted and exposed flesh will immediately start to recover.
Attacks that are fatal to other monsters are not a problem at all for flesh-and-blood monsters. As long as it is given a little time, it can recover by itself.
Its danger lies in "unkillable" rather than "unbeatable".
But this wall of flesh and blood in front of us.
No matter whether it is really a monster or something else.
The characteristics it shows obviously violate some of the characteristics that people have previously summarized through observation.
It is obviously wildly twisted flesh and blood!
But it has an extremely outrageous "rigidity".
Two level 3 warriors can't change its form even with all their strength!
Gale hesitated, and then put forward his idea in a tangled way:
"You... why don't you retreat first, and I'll try to attack it?"
This wall of flesh and blood reminded Gale of the tentacles of the stone spirit fetus in the underground excavation site made by the dwarves in the Spirit Wing Wetland.
The stone spirit fetus can also be classified as a flesh and blood monster.
The stone spirit fetus is located underground like this wall of flesh and blood.
Before being awakened, the stone spirit fetus has no reaction to external attacks, and it can even be beaten to death by attacking its tentacles while it is in a dormant state.
This wall of flesh and blood looks extremely strange and dangerous, but it seems to have no reaction to the arrival of everyone. Even if Arthur and others personally touch and pull it, it does not trigger its counterattack.
The two seem to have many similar "commonalities".
Soft methods don't work, maybe trying hard methods will work wonders?
So Gale proposed the method of attacking and testing.
After Arthur and another shield warrior helped Morgan back, Gale called out to the arcane lifeforms he had summoned.
"Go over there and attack there!"
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The arcane lifeforms showed an unexpected reaction.
They were supposed to follow the mage's instructions, but after receiving this instruction, they all made a short and high-pitched buzzing sound.
Several arcane lifeforms remained motionless in the same place and did not complete Gale's order.
Gale was stunned.
"You... refuse to attack it?"
Through the 4th-level magic [Summon Arcane Life], Gale, as the summoner, can communicate with the arcane lifeforms in a simple way within the one hour they come to the mortal dimension.
Their intelligence does not support answering overly complex questions or performing overly general operations.
Please... collect 6... books...!
The content that can be communicated is basically only "yes, no, executing, can't do, confirm the order" and other things with clear directions.
"Buzz!"
The arcane lifeforms answered Gale's question with a buzzing sound.
They said they couldn't use arcane magic to attack the wall of flesh and blood!
Gale's face changed slightly, and he waved his staff to reopen the astral channel, sending these arcane lifeforms that were about to reach the summoning time back to the magic network dimension where they originally lived.
The situation of the wall of flesh and blood in front of them was far more complicated than he had imagined.
The arcane lifeforms "refused" to attack it!
It's not that they can't use magic to attack, but they don't want to do so!
This situation usually only represents one possibility:
-The target of the attack is related to the goddess of magic!
According to legend, the arcane life in the magic network dimension was created by the ancient goddess of magic. They are both natural "casters" and maintainers of the stability of the magic network.
Because of this characteristic.
The arcane life will refuse all acts that offend the goddess of magic, such as orders that require them to destroy the stability of the magic network in a certain area.
This has long been summarized by the mages of the Magic Hermitage.
But things are outrageous here!
This wall of flesh and blood deep in the dark crypt was refused to attack by the arcane life!
This means that attacking it represents an offense to the goddess of magic!
"How is it possible?!"
Pete, who also realized what this reaction of the arcane life meant, was also shocked.
No matter from which angle.
This wall of flesh and blood in front of him should have nothing to do with the goddess of magic, right?
The former represents the pollution of the void and the chaotic and twisted monsters;
The latter is the ancient god of order and the powerful controller of the magic network dimension.
"Wait, wait, let me sort it out, let me sort it out!"
Gail chanted a [Clarity] to bless himself and began to brainstorm at high speed.
"This thing must be the creation of the magic goddess, otherwise the arcane life form would not refuse to attack it!"
"But it now looks completely polluted into a twisted flesh and blood. In other words, it may have lost its original appearance and function!"
"So, deep in the dark crypt there is a relic opened up by the magic goddess who knows how long ago?!"
Pet interrupted faintly:
"Be bold, is there a possibility."
"The entire dark crypt is the work of the magic goddess?"
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