CHAPTER 267: CHAPTER 204: HEAVY MAGIC EXPLOSION BULLET

A few minutes earlier, Priest Ah Long suddenly opened his eyes, his breath hot in the air.

"...What?" He sat up in bed, feeling a burning pain in his nose.

Outside the window, the intertwining firelight was like a giant beast opening its eyes, slowly approaching in the dark.

He didn’t even have time to put on shoes and rushed to the window barefoot.

In the next second, he saw the fire.

It was not a fire disaster.

It was a group of... Knights.

The heavy armor reflected a cold, hard metallic luster in the firelight, like fiends from the Abyss.

They carried strange metal devices on their backs, moving steadily yet swiftly, piercing through the outer defenses set by the insect corpses.

Flames roared and surged from their hands, as if they could devour everything!

"How, how is this possible..."

His voice choked in his throat, staring in disbelief at the rolling, burning flames ahead.

Those weren’t ordinary undead soldiers, those were elite insect corpses refined from the elite of the Snow Swearer.

They had once single-handedly defeated armored heavy knights, could shred shield walls with corrosive claws, and even when set ablaze by rockets, could continue fighting for seconds, dragging more enemies to Hell with their bodies.

But now, it couldn’t even fight back.

Flames blew its chest open from the inside, and its carapace fragments flew apart like shattered porcelain.

The enhanced insect corpse rolled chaotically on the ground, letting out a scream mixed with beast and human wails, echoed briefly, then was consumed by the blaze.

Within a few breaths, it became nothing more than a charred, curled shell, even its venom sac exploded by the high heat without spilling a drop of venom.

He heard it, the roar of the knight’s flamethrower as they approached, like a breath of fury blown from the depths of Purgatory.

The pillar of fire was like a long whip held by a deity, searing and precise, burning the insect corpses clean from the inside out.

"This is not ordinary fire..." he murmured, fear filled his eyes.

The knight closed in step by step, the flamethrower like the fangs of some giant beast, continuously spewing scorching streams of fire wherever the insect corpses couldn’t evade.

Even the toughest "enhanced ones" were no more than slightly faster burning kindling in front of him.

"This... this is not right! How do they know we’re here!? And these people... they came prepared!"

Ah Long’s heart suddenly accelerated, his spine felt like it was sliced open by an ice blade, cold sweat seeped from deep in his skin, a chill rushing straight to his heart.

He almost instinctively raised his right hand, the black iron ring engraved with dark purple demon patterns flashed with a wisp of sinister light.

Inside the ring, the blood of the insect mother blended with sorcery runes, writhing like maggots.

Ah Long chanted softly, blood seeping from his tongue, merging into the spell.

In his mind, over a hundred vague, decayed, yet highly aggressive consciousness nodes instantly appeared. He commanded them with will to gather, entangle, merge, and counterattack!

In the alleys, the insect corpses suddenly exploded like a frightened swarm, those hidden behind walls, inside houses, at the bottom of wells, on rooftops all surged like a tide, pouncing towards the knights!

They ran, climbed, leaped, fell, burrowed!

Squirming with ragged limbs, sharp fangs, bleeding tentacles, they closed in from all directions on the Red Tide Knights!

The wind was permeated with a stench and eerie mutterings, as if hundreds and thousands of dead souls were wailing.

Ah Long’s eyes glinted with a fierce light.

This was his trump card, the elite insect corpse army he personally "prepared", even an Extraordinary Knight trapped in it would be hard-pressed to escape!

But it was useless!

"Wh... what is happening!?" Ah Long’s eyes widened, filled with confusion and fear.

The knights, did not retreat!

They carried the heavy metal nozzles on their shoulders, like priests wielding the Fire God’s Staff, striding straight into the torrent of insect corpses!

Flames erupted!

Not ordinary flames, but fire as thick and blazing as Hell’s lava, carrying strange ointment, dispersing scorching heat waves in the air as soon as it was sprayed.

Boom!

The scorching blaze spread mightily, instantly forming several fiery chains at the mouth of the alley, cutting the wave of insect corpses apart!

Anything they touched burned, anything that burned would not extinguish!

The insect corpses struggled, wailed, and screeched in the fire, trying to leap, climb walls, spread to encircle, but from whichever angle they approached, what awaited them was the cleansing by the flames as though engulfing the heavens.

Those advancing insect corpses were instantly ignited, becoming flaming, screeching firemen, crashing around, lighting everything in their path, like a self-spreading plague of Hell.

Ah Long desperately controlled, but could only watch helplessly as those insect corpses lost control, scattered, and burned to ashes one by one!

His mental links felt as if they were being severed by flames one by one, and in his mind, the insect corpse consciousnesses "popped" and extinguished, causing blue veins to burst on his forehead, nearly making him faint!

He felt an indescribable "chill" creeping outward from his heart, not out of fear, but a sense of unease.

Unprecedented, deep-seated unease.

"Who are these people...?" he whispered hoarsely, his throat dry.

Outside, those knights still carried on with flame-like steps, inch by inch closing in on him like judges sent from Hell.

Ah Long’s eyes widened, as if awaking from a nightmare, but found reality was the true nightmare.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

His voice was barely audible amid the insect corpses’ wails, his hands tremblingly touched the Divine Chain on his forehead, as if caressing a shackle about to be broken.

He remembered the whisper of the goddess, mercy flowing like marrow: "When there is absolutely no other way, you may open that door. But once opened, there is no turning back."