Chapter 272

The battle was about to start. The twenty or thirty high-level corpses beside the corpse lord roared together, and the powerful power in their bodies burst out.

Rosaria was not afraid. She turned around and winked at Field in a very unbelievable way: "If you kill one, you will be my mount for a day."

"Awesome mount."

Field almost vomited blood. He saw her face depressed before, and was worried that she would be sad.

Unexpectedly, her mind was still full of unbelievable ideas.

With a domineering sword, the first corpse was cut into two pieces by Rosaria without even touching the corner of its clothes. At the same time, the gluttonous sword extended countless chains to prevent the enemy from bypassing her and attacking Field directly.

Even so, there were still two second-level corpses who luckily passed through the chain defense and rushed straight to Field.

"Don't be distracted, I will deal with these two."

Field has long been accustomed to fighting.

Every swing of the sword would cause hideous wounds, and the blood sprayed out was like a gorgeous curtain that would not fall for a long time.

However, it was impossible for Rosaria to strangle the corpses easily.

Especially the sudden attack of the third-level corpses, although they could not pose a life-threatening threat, it was equally difficult to kill them instantly.

The endless stream of corpses rushed to kill her, consuming her strength. The bone spurs were dense like raindrops. If it were not for the divine coat and the strong recovery ability, ordinary people would not be able to hold on for a few seconds and would be shot into hedgehogs.

Facing two attacking corpses, Field did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, and accurately pierced the throat of a corpse with the spear in his hand.

The lance was swung violently, and the corpse's neck broke like a sugarcane.

Another corpse's powerful punch, accompanied by a whistling wind, came from the right.

At this time, it was impossible to dodge.

At the critical moment, Fielder's Mamba spirit burst out, and an elbow strike collided fiercely with the monster's fist.

"Bang!"

The huge force came through the armor, and Fielder even felt his bones creaking, followed by numbness in his right hand, and the lance in his hand almost fell out of his hand.

"So strong."

Field cursed, and drew out the long sword from his waist with his left hand, with a strong fighting spirit attached to it, and stabbed it fiercely into the monster's belly. The crazy monster kept kicking and hitting.

Reluctantly putting all the strength of the body on the hilt, a disgusting feeling of iron cutting meat came, and the corpse was disemboweled.

Kicked the struggling corpse over with one foot, and Field went up to make up several times.

"Huhu~"

Before he could catch his breath, more corpse roars came from behind, and a tide of corpses rushed out of the gray fog.

Fielder held the lance and gritted his teeth: "The fighting spirit is still abundant. Sharing some pressure on the Chosen One will increase the chance of winning."

He was about to launch an attack immediately.

"Leave it to me, don't underestimate me."

The cold chain wrapped around his waist, and Field was pulled back suddenly, crossing with Rosaria, who smiled elegantly at Field.

"Second-level magic skill, endless slash!"

The layers of sword energy swept away, and Field had no time to see Rosaria's results. He could only hear the mixed cutting sounds and the wailing of the collapsed house not far away.

Looking at the moment, the previous high-level corpses were already dead, and their twisted limbs were scattered all over the ground.

Only five were still struggling, but their bodies were covered with sword wounds.

"It's very efficient."

Field decisively activated his fighting spirit: "Hundred Waves!"

The shining lance blasted out with overwhelming force, hitting a third-level corpse whose waist had been cut off, and shattered its chest.

The corpse wailed twice and stopped moving.

"Does this count as a cross-level battle?"

Field cheered up and prepared to kill the remaining high-level corpses. But he saw a bat demon with scars falling straight in front of him.

"Sorry, sir, I'm a little slow in supporting."

Ticifa solved the air force of the corpses and rushed over as soon as possible. She had several scratches on her body, but she was in good spirits. "Fighting in the air is very strenuous. The enemies are running around like flies. It's very troublesome."

"It doesn't matter. It's fine as long as it's solved."

She looked around and looked at the large number of corpses that fell. She was shocked beyond words and thought to herself: No wonder the sir could live so long in the Night Lord. How did he convince Rosaria to join?

"Don't be dazed. Be careful of the corpses' sneak attacks."

Seeing Tisifa in a daze, Field quickly reminded him.

"Oh, good!"

After that, he swung his sword and chopped at the remaining corpses.

The two easily solved the remaining high-level corpses, and Rosaria killed the new wave of small corpses at the same time.

"Tisifa, help Alison get rid of the corrupted dog. Rosaria, go help Ashina. It's time to put an end to the enemy."

The corrupted lord Chica and Ashina chased each other and fought for a long time, but they couldn't take him down. But he suddenlyRan felt something was wrong, and immediately left Ashina behind, wanting to support his younger brother.

Turning his head and seeing Rosaria and Field rushing over, Chica was stunned for a moment in a very human way.

That look clearly said: Damn it, where is my younger brother?

Looking behind Field, he saw corpses everywhere, and there were rotten corpses being chopped and killed everywhere. The high-level rotten corpses that he had cultivated for so long were all annihilated, and the culprit was the man who controlled Rosaria.

"You really deserve to die!" Chica roared.

Field was not scared at all: "Haha, you should take care of yourself first."

"Roar~ Don't think that the corrupted territory is meaningless."

"The power of corruption is for my use!"

After that, countless gray-white energy in the earth quickly gathered on Chica like the sea of ​​stars merging into the Milky Way.

"Sure enough, after the earth is corrupted, its properties become completely opposite, but it can still provide energy."

Field took a deep breath.

The three elements that constitute the power of the territory: the rules of heaven, the luck of the earth veins, and life, which are also the source of the power of the chosen one.

But the corpse lord in front of him can also collect the power of the territory.

With a surging momentum, Chica burst out a sea of ​​energy from his body, directly lifting the bluestone floor on the ground.

Like a speeding train, it rushed over like a mountain, and the ground along the way cracked.

"You can't hurt my lord."

Ashina Wolf's ears trembled, and her heart beat violently. The corpse in front of her was bursting with more powerful power.

"Black Wolf, stop it."

The dragon wolf immediately turned into a residual image, blocking Chica's only way at a high speed. Because of the high-speed movement, its claws even rubbed against the ground and produced a large number of sparks.

The dragon Yang on his body surged wildly, and the dragon wolf was like a tank being quenched, crossing in the middle.

"Buzz~"

Chika threw a punch in a simple and unpretentious manner.

The violent sound produced by the bombardment resounded through the sky, causing eardrums to hurt. In a wave of energy ripples, the dragon wolf flew backwards.

Blood mist filled his body, and the scales that were smashed and splashed flew everywhere. The sharp and thick black scales were like a knife fan, and many of the rotten corpses that gathered around were directly killed by the scales.

Since he advanced, it was the first time that Field saw the dragon wolf being broken.

"Is it so strong? But I have a plan."

He was not acting on impulse, like a fool.

Field's pores shrank and goose bumps appeared because of the terrifying strong wind, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked at Rosaria with heartache and sighed, "Rosaria, next, it's up to you."

"Leave it to me, a little pain is nothing."

Rosaria's mouth curled up a smile, and the chain of the Gluttony Great Sword quickly shrank to her side, and the spikes at the end of the chain were like steel snakes.

"Defense again? I thought you would fight to the end." Chica tore his cheek and laughed loudly, "Rosaria, my niece, after being contracted by humans, you became weak and relied on wisdom. This is wrong. Corrupted creatures must abandon defense and keep attacking! Attack!"

"Oh? Who said I want to defend."

Rosaria's starry eyes flashed with unparalleled madness.

"Let you see the elegant killing of the blood-stained constellation."

After speaking, the tail of the chain beside him directly pierced into the neck, heart and various vital points.

"Fuck?" Even though he was corrupted, Chica was shocked, "What are you doing..."

Before he finished speaking, Chica instinctively sensed that the Chosen One in front of him was rapidly gaining momentum, and a strong smell of blood was rising straight into the sky.

"Second-level divine skill, blood-stained constellation!"

The more serious the damage, the greater the improvement in physical fitness.

Rosaria slowly raised her head and glanced at the old man in front of her with cold eyes.