infodatos Chapter 47: The Cultist Ritual
Chapter 47: The Cultist Ritual
On the other side, the Duke's personal guard's "Black Lotus" took shape, and its powerful battle aura pressed down like a thick black cloud.
Tester's smug expression returned. He took a few steps back, ready to enjoy a good show.
"Crush them!" Lattimore growled.
Edmund's response was to raise his sword and swing it forward.
The knights of the Ash Knights formed ranks and charged into battle, their gray-brown battle aura power crashing down upon them!
"boom--!"
The dull, deafening roar seemed to burst the very air. The anticipated stalemate did not occur.
The moment the gray and black lines of attack clashed, the black lotus trembled violently. The dozen or so Duke's guards at the forefront were struck head-on by a battering ram, their defensive formation instantly collapsing. They coughed up blood and flew backward, disrupting the formation of the rear ranks.
Edmund took the lead, his ash greatsword igniting with dark golden flames of battle aura as he cleaved straight into the heart of the battle formation.
Lattimore roared and swung his greatsword to parry.
"clang--!!"
The deafening clang of metal against metal.
Lattimore felt an irresistible force travel along the sword, his tiger's mouth split open, his arms were in excruciating pain and numbness, and the hard stone slab under his feet cracked inch by inch. He was forced to kneel down by the sword!
Lattimore looked up in disbelief, meeting Edmund's calm, almost cold eyes behind his visor.
"That's it?" Edmund pressed down on his wrist, and his dark gold battle aura exploded out!
Lattimore was struck as if by a heavy blow, and was sent flying with his sword, crashing through a long table before coming to a stop. He felt a tightness in his chest, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, the Ash Knights had already rushed into the ranks of the heavily armored warriors like a hurricane!
The Duke's guards were indeed highly skilled individually, and their teamwork was excellent, but when the Ash Knights completely overwhelmed them in strength, speed, and defense, all their skills seemed inadequate.
A guard's spear pierced the Ash Knight's breastplate, sending up only a trail of sparks before the spear tip bent.
The Ash Knight grabbed the gun barrel with his backhand, swung it up along with the gun, and smashed it into another companion.
The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.
On the other side, three Ash Knights formed a triangular formation, like a mobile fortress. Wherever they went, the Black Flame Guards who tried to form a formation to resist were brutally smashed apart and then harvested by the precise slashes of longswords.
"How is this possible? Your muscle strength is incredibly powerful?"
"As hard as steel, and surprisingly strong!"
Lattimore's heart sank. Although the heavily armored warriors, thanks to their rigorous training from childhood and the nourishment of some secret medicines, were all at least high-level fighters in terms of individual strength!
However, the Ash Knights were no less impressive. Not only were their average combat strength above that of a high-level fighter, but there were even several Grand Fighters among them!
The most exaggerated thing is the muscle strength of the Ash Knights, it's simply inhuman!
He can wield immense strength, easily handling thousands of kilograms!
Especially with the enhancement of battle aura, an ordinary Ash Knight can deliver a punch with the force of ten thousand pounds!
Even more powerful is the defensive capability of the "Titan Muscles," which makes the Ash Knights feel as if they have gained a layer of "refined steel" armor!
Ordinary swords and knives can't cut through flesh!
One after another, heavily armored guards lost their heads under the Ash Knight's slashing.
Tester's smugness vanished, his eyes widened, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"How is this possible? The Duke's carefully trained personal guards are no match for him?"
Tester tried to escape, but he was surrounded by either court knights or Ash Knights.
The vast mansion offered no escape for Tester!
Lattimore roared and stood up again, his fighting spirit burning to its limit, trying to organize a counterattack. However, Edmund slammed him back mercilessly, as if he were hammering iron. Every step he took left bloody footprints on the ground, and the magnificent greatsword was covered with cracks.
In just a few minutes, more than half of the hundred-plus heavily armored guards had died.
The remaining few were just putting up a brave fight, and it wouldn't be long before they were all killed by the Ash Knights!
Lattimore knew defeat was inevitable, but what burned in his eyes was not fear, but a more fanatical, almost insane determination.
Just as Edmund was about to chop off his head with his greatsword, Lattimore used his bloodied hand to tear a strange rune from his neck, strung on a filthy iron chain and constantly oozing a dark red glow.
"With blood as the catalyst! With bones as the bridge! With this endless slaughter as the sacrificial offering!"
With a hoarse, raspy voice, Lattimore roared out a blasphemous and fanatical incantation: "God of Bloodskull! Hear the call of your servant! Grant the defeated... a second chance for madness!"
With that, Lattimore crushed the rune!
"Buzz!"
The crimson glow illuminated the entire banquet hall!
Fear, a chilling power, swept in!
The corpses in the banquet hall had mysteriously turned into powder!
Only the bodies of the dead heavily armored guards were preserved!
Furthermore, strange phenomena began to appear: the bodies of the dead heavily armored soldiers began to swell and twist, and soon they revived with ferocious expressions.
The few heavily armored guards who did not die also underwent a physical transformation. Their bodies began to ooze putrid slime, and their size increased to three or four zhang (approximately 10-13 meters).
Some of the heavily armored guards even had huge barbs growing on their skin!
Edmund noticed the anomaly and immediately shouted, "Attention everyone! Stay alert!"
Edmund's knightly greatsword, like thunder, continued to sweep across, aiming to sever the head of the culprit, "Lattimore."
However, Lattimore also began to mutate!
The person swelled to a height of six or seven zhang (approximately 33-40 meters), and their body was covered with thick scales, from which a corrosive mucus continuously flowed.
What's most terrifying is that Lattimore had two sharp fangs that were half a meter long growing out of his mouth!
"boom!"
Lattimore clashed with Edmund's knight's greatsword and surprisingly held his own!
The mutation brought about by the strange runes allowed him to directly obtain the Dou Qi cultivation level of a mid-level Dou Zun, as well as an increase in his physical strength of over ten thousand jin!
Tester was ecstatic; he already knew some of the rumors: "Haha! Duke Kalocchi has indeed brought a forbidden item! I've heard that His Excellency has obtained some mysterious power!"
"Edmund, you can all just wait to die!"
Tester said arrogantly.
Those heavily armored guards who were brought back from the dead have greatly improved their strength, and almost all of them have reached the level of Great Warrior!
Moreover, after they were brought back to life, they felt no pain, no fear, and no cowardice; their eyes were filled with nothing but bloodlust!
Steward Mike had also investigated Duke Kalocchi of the Southern Territory and knew some secrets: "It's the Heretic Cult! The esteemed Duke Kalocchi has actually sided with the Heretic Cult! These heretics truly deserve to die!"
The heavily armored guards before me are clearly the product of some mysterious "evil ritual"!
"These heretics are strong, Mike, signal! Get the Neddy's criminal convicts to come and provide backup!"
"And send the elite troops of the garrison as well!"
Edmund said in a deep voice.