"Not good," Nancy immediately put on the "Filthy Words" gloves and took nimble and light steps to avoid the impact of the behemoth, with an extremely heavy expression on her face, "This is a busy city, we can't just fight it like this!"
Upon hearing this, Richard quickly looked around and found that this was a commercial street in the Garland area.
There are a lot of people and carriages around, and there are dense shops and office buildings on both sides of the street.
When the meatball monster tore the vehicle apart just now, the scattered metal fragments had already injured many pedestrians, and the crazy aura that emanated from it all the time could make ordinary people lose their minds and fall into a temporary state of madness.
Only two or three seconds had passed since Viscount Mossante's mutation, but in this short period of time, the bustling street had become a mess.
A large number of pedestrians were running away screaming desperately, the wounded with bloody heads were groaning and struggling on the ground, and the victims in a frenzy were like atavistic beasts, rushing around with crooked mouths and eyes, and roaring like evil spirits from their throats.
If the four executors really fought with this powerful meat ball monster, it would definitely be an extremely fierce battle that would last for a long time.
No matter what the outcome is, this block...will become a living hell!
"Asshole! But we can't just sit there and do nothing!"
Richard's face turned red with anger as he looked at the pedestrians who were seriously injured one by one.
Just as they were trying their best to entangle the meatball monster and prevent the damage it caused from spreading too much, Nancy seemed to have made up her mind and threw a small and exquisite object into the air.
It was a badge made of mineral stone, on which was carved an extremely delicate and intricate depiction of a giant tree with lush branches and leaves growing on a towering stone mountain, surrounded by plump ears of rice.
The holy emblem of Bio, the main god of the "Harvest Church" and the "God of Earth and Fertility" -
"Tree of All Things"!
This talisman carved from mineral stone emitted a vibrant green light, and at the same time it quickly melted and dissipated like a sugar cube soaked in water.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
"Hold it!"
After Nancy threw out the spell, she condensed a flaming spear and threw it heavily at the meatball monster, and shouted to the team members:
"Sir Victor will arrive in twenty seconds!"
Chapter 219 The real goal?
"Boom!!!"
The scorching and surging flame flower exploded on the ugly gray-black monster. The huge and ferocious body shook violently, and the surface that was hit was slightly charred.
But this could not hurt the demon at all. The tubular flesh tentacles all over its body suddenly straightened, and the lotus-shaped tumors at the ends covered with a translucent fleshy film began to vibrate like a cicada's wing.
"Ho!——"
A shriek like the miserable wail of the abyss, which came from nowhere, instantly raged in the minds of everyone around.
Richard tried hard to hold back the throbbing pain in his head that felt like it was going to burst his skull. He clasped his fists together, and suddenly exerted force with his legs, creating a shallow crack in the concrete floor.
His body bounced rapidly towards the meatball monster, so fast that even the air made crackling sounds.
"Boom!—"
His right fist hit the center of the meatball monster like a cannonball. Instantly, the screaming deformed creature underwent a visibly deformed deformation, and its fat and twisted body was actually knocked sideways by this tiny human.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
In the direction its body moved sideways, the other two executors launched the most powerful attack they could.
Fireballs, ice cones, and iron fists exploded one after another in its madly squirming body, and the resulting reaction force prevented its heavy body from moving any further.
In this way, the four executors who had all reached the second level of realm, with close cooperation, successfully trapped the demon beast in a narrow area of less than five meters in radius!
“Ah!!!——”
For a moment, the meatball monster was trapped and unable to move under countless various attacks, although it was not seriously injured.
There is no way to counter it except to let out a scream that makes your head split and your mind go crazy.
Suddenly, Nancy, who had been walking a little further away and attacking from a distance with a flaming spear, stopped.
She glanced around and made sure that everyone was at a safe distance.
Then, he swung his right arm violently to the side.
In the sapphire blue eyes, orange-red flames flashed.
In an instant, the dark red coat on her body, which was shaped like a suit, suddenly swelled up, and her thigh-length blue soft hair flew around, as if an invisible hurricane was blowing through it.
The next moment, a huge ball of orange light rose from her right arm and hovered above her, constantly expanding, deforming, and condensing.
Finally, it turned into a three-meter-long sickle that was completely red and radiated scorching heat as if it were a substance!
"brush!"
She grasped the disproportionately large sickle in both hands, leaped up, and in an instant leaped to a height of more than ten meters.
The sickle, burning with endless orange-red flames, tore through the air and fell with the force of thunder, hitting the meat ball monster directly on the head!
It’s like the ultimate judgment cast down from the sky!
The executors surrounding it retreated tacitly and stopped attacking.
At the same time as their last wave of attacks hit the gray-black deformed flesh mass, the tip of the giant flaming sickle also hit the target -
"Boom boom boom!!!"
The all-destroying orange-red flames spread out in all directions for dozens of meters like a raging flood, instantly engulfing the deformed body of the meatball monster.
The executors retreated quickly, avoiding the flames that could destroy anyone who just touched them, and they couldn't help but admire the strength of their captain.
"This attack, the use of one's own spiritual power, may have touched the threshold of a magician..."
Richard retreated a dozen meters in a few steps and watched the wide and deserted street being cut in half by the extremely hot flames.
"Ho-"
A piercing, crazy, blasphemous scream suddenly pierced through the roaring sound of the flames, and a body that was so twisted and deformed that it didn't seem like a mortal creature was vaguely outlined.
However, this time the scream was no longer as fierce and seemed a little weak.
As the orange-red flames gradually dissipated, the body of the meatball monster reappeared.
A huge charred gap extended across its top. Through the jagged cross-section, one could see countless black and yellow granulations and polyps wriggling lifelessly in it.
Its fat body was covered with burn marks, and many of the dancing tubular tentacles on its surface were broken and curled up.
That attack from the "Flaming Scythe" caused it serious damage that could not be ignored!
However, it is still far from being fatal and is still a long way from completely depriving it of its ability to move!
"Ho-"
A slightly weak scream sounded again, and it twisted its body as if it was about to charge at someone.
"call--"
Without any warning, a gentle breeze blew by.
Whether it was Nancy, Richard and other executors, or ordinary drivers hiding in the distance...
At the same time, everyone felt a warm current flowing slowly in their hearts.
It seems that every cell in the body is endowed with gentle and abundant vitality at this moment.
The next second, the ground beneath the meat monster suddenly exploded.
It is not the kind of violent and rapid explosion, but a slow and steady cracking, just like a young bud breaking through the soil, seemingly weak and slow, but actually irresistible.
The concrete floor cracked into countless spider-web-like cracks and gradually bulged, allowing the heavy body of the meat monster to rise up bit by bit.
"Swipe!"
A large number of thick green vines grew violently from the cracks, rising several meters high at an extremely fast speed, and then contracted rapidly, binding and wrapping the meatball monster.
"Ouch!!!"
A scream, louder and more piercing than ever before, erupted.
But this time, compared to the previous anger and violence, it was closer to the original emotions of some creatures...
fear.
Those emerald green vines were covered with sharp thorns. These conical spikes completely ignored the extremely tough skin of the meatball monsters and penetrated deeply without any resistance.
The monster twisted and struggled frantically, but its body became increasingly shriveled and shrunken, and its color gradually changed from dirty black and gray to lifeless gray and white.
As the meatball monster shrank, the vines became tighter and tighter and kept wriggling.
Those thorns that had not pierced the monster's body suddenly split open, and bright colors bloomed from them.
They were delicate and beautiful little flowers, and they seemed to have inherited the monster's rapidly fading vitality and were blooming vigorously.
Finally, the arrogant, terrifying meat ball monster transformed by Viscount Mosent was sucked by the vines and turned into a small cluster of grayish-white flocs like ash.
The vines growing out of the cracks in the ground are greener and thicker, and their surfaces are dotted with countless beautiful flowers.
In less than half a minute, the meatball monster, which had a level beyond that of a peak mindfulness warrior, was strangled to pieces without any resistance.
Four executors stood in the distance, looking at the vines that were filled with vigorous vitality.
Nancy exhaled slowly and murmured in a slightly tired tone:
"Sir Victor..."
"Gala——"
The vines that were entwined and twisted around each other made a strange crisp sound, suddenly began to wriggle, and continued to shrink inwards.
Whenever they touch each other, they merge into one.
After a while, hundreds of green vines all gathered together, the raised ground slowly fell back, and even the cracked lines recovered little by little as if time was going backwards.
After a few seconds, the fused vines condensed into a human shape, and the green color quickly faded and was filled with other colors.
Victor the Punisher appeared there, wearing a red robe with white patterns, a small mustache on his chin, and ordinary but harmonious facial features.
"Sir Victor, thank you very much for your support."
Richard, who was closer, walked up to him and bowed solemnly.
Nancy also walked over quickly, with her mouth half open, about to say some sincere words of thanks.
Suddenly, her expression froze for a moment, and then she turned her head slightly, as if listening to some sound in her ear.
"Ms. Cecima, what's wrong?"
She whispered in an almost inaudible voice.
"what?!"
The next second, her eyes suddenly widened as if she had heard some extremely shocking news.
He no longer cared about his image or etiquette, and shouted loudly to Victor, the "metallurgist":
"Sir! Return to the Executor headquarters! We've been tricked!"
Chapter 220: Lure the tiger away from the mountain, make a feint to the east and attack in the west
Talis sat behind the counter with the sign "Kapok Detective Agency", with her elbows on the table and her chin in her hands, looking a little bored.
As a civilian member of the Sunset Harbor Enforcer Team, she does not need to go on missions in person like Captain Nancy and Mr. Richard.
Their work mainly involves handling clerical, intelligence, communications and reception matters.
Compared with on-site executors, the security of their business is much higher and they are considered "office-bound".
Therefore, most civilian executors are ordinary people, and very few extraordinary people would choose such a profession.
Corresponding to the security and low threshold is the extremely high business volume and the rather unbearable employee benefits.
Especially with the recent "Stoner Orphanage Tragedy", in order to solve a large number of doubts and difficulties, in addition to the field investigation and exploration of the on-duty executors, the contribution of civilian executors is also indispensable.
Being able to lie on the table and daydream like this is a rare comfort for Talis.
"The captain went out again. He seemed very anxious. I hope it's nothing serious..."
Talis exhaled slowly, letting her thoughts wander.
"Richard, Tom, and Cohen all went there, and they seemed to have applied for spiritual items... It seems a bit serious..."
"Tuk, duh."
