Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

Chapter 207 Sacrifice! (6K, plus updates 38-40)

However, although Herbert wanted to find trouble for the Holy Grail of the Wine of Oblivion, he was not in a hurry.

He has three purposes for coming here.

One is to go to your own camp to see the situation and carry out preliminary construction.

The other is to solve the remaining problems of the Holy Grail and see what it wants to do to itself.

To this end, Herbert specially brought a mermaid lady who is proficient in the water system.

The most important part is actually to find Warcraft to test the effect of the fallen angel's conquest power.

He wants to level up!

And you also need to get some loot materials, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when you go back.

"For now, let's try following the map provided by the monastery."

Before Herbert left the monastery, he got the map that Bishop Rustynail had given him.

It records the terrain of the safe area that the monastery has discovered, as well as the detailed distribution of monsters within it, each with a description of the degree of danger and their strength.

Although the knight commander said that he would leave Herbert alone and let him do what he wanted, he still handed the map into his hands.

Hmm————It’s a bit arrogant.

But, man’s arrogance is not interesting at all!

The arrogance of a middle-aged rock and roll man covered in rusty nails is even more strange!

Ten angrily refused.

"Um--·

Herbert simply selected a circle, avoiding those high-level monsters for the time being, and focusing on the larger number of low-level and mid-level monsters.

Let’s choose a simple appetizer first.

And it is better to have more individuals to provide more reference data.

"The mist ant colony, although its individual strength is only low-level, is huge in number and extremely dangerous. This is not good. It is still a bit dangerous to challenge it alone."

Although the ant colony basically met Herbert's requirements, after thinking twice, he gave up temporarily.

Herbert is aware of his own weaknesses. Most of his abilities are passive and he lacks the ability to deal damage to the group.

If you just go in recklessly, you won't die, but it will definitely not be easy. You don't know how long it will take to chop each one.

Although Freme could just sing a funeral song to send them all away, that would also lose the meaning of training.

After thinking about several more options, Herbert finally decided on his goal.

"Fremme, let's go! Target one by one"

"Misty Ghost Wolves."

Misty Ghost Wolves.

Intermediate monsters are widely distributed in the Misty Mountains and often appear in groups.

A wolf pack has no more than thirty members, but rarely fewer than ten.

Ghost wolves act as a group and have a high degree of coordination and a strict hierarchy. The alpha wolf is responsible for directing the actions of the entire wolf pack. Every ghost wolf in the wolf pack knows its role in the pack and cooperates very well with each other. tacit agreement.

The color of their fur is similar to that of the fog, and they have natural camouflage capabilities. They are very good at using the foggy environment to approach their prey silently.

As a semi-spiritual creature, they can temporarily intimidate their bodies to pass through some narrow gaps or avoid physical attacks.

At the same time, the semi-spiritual characteristics also allow them to have certain additional resistance to some magic.

This characteristic allows them to successfully escape when encountering danger in the misty mountains, and has a very high survivability.

In addition, ghost wolves are very vengeful.

Once they are not completely killed, as long as one escapes, a group of them will be attracted after a while.

Such a dangerous and difficult-to-eliminate enemy has naturally become a nightmare for the middle- and low-level monks who go out to practice in the Misty Monastery.

Generally, they will try to avoid contact with them. Once discovered, they will actively retreat. Even if they are attacked, they will not fight back easily.

But in the corner of the fog, the situation is slightly different.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I accidentally killed it."

The white-haired boy carried the lifeless body of the ghost wolf and smiled apologetically at the dazed wolves.

Then he threw the corpse directly and landed in front of the tallest wolf among them.

The alpha wolf looked at the boy blankly, then looked down at the body of his favorite female wolf.

Its eyes instantly turned red, and the more than twenty ghost wolves around it also became furious.

The entire forest became tense, with more than twenty pairs of scarlet eyes staring at the young man opposite.

"Oh, I've already apologized, what else do you want?"

The young man spread his hands and said innocently:

"Besides, it was obviously the one who attacked me first——."

"But after all, death is dead, so you don't have to be so sad anymore. Life always has to look forward. Well, it seems you can't accept this statement."

Ouch-

In an ancient forest shrouded in mist, the gray-white wolves instantly became transparent as the leader wolf screamed shrill and angry.

They quickly disappeared into the mist, then rushed out from all directions at the same time, rushing towards the young man in the middle.

They want to avenge their dead tribesmen!

"Everyone saw it! You were the one who made the move first!"

Herbert held a long sword that shone with holy brilliance, and looked at the monsters charging towards him with excitement.

"Now——" I have to defend myself!

The wolves obviously moved first, but it was Herbert who launched the attack first!

"Boiling blood."

Boom boom.

Herbert's feet moved, like a bolt of white lightning rushing towards the wolves, his steps were light and fast,

The moment he approached the wolves, he suddenly swung his long sword, and a golden sword energy cut through the fog and slashed at the frontmost ghost wolves.

"Holy Slash."

Those ghost wolves reacted very quickly and jumped to the side as soon as the sword energy approached. However, one of them was still swept by the aftermath of the sword blade, and half of its body was directly split open, letting out a painful scream.

"Ming!"

But this cry did not scare away the ghost wolves, but instead stimulated their ferocity.

The speed of the wolves became faster, and they arrived in front of Herbert at the same moment, biting his vitals fiercely.

Neck, throat, back of head——·

Their bites will not only cause physical damage, but also have a certain impact on the target's soul, causing the target to be briefly dazed, making it easier for them to devour it.

The beast shows no mercy.

They will just tear their prey apart without any reservation.

Dead prey is good prey.

But....the arrogant strong will.

Herbert did not dodge, but let the canine teeth that could easily bite through leather armor bite him.

Clang, clang, clang!

The sharp teeth came into contact with the flesh, resulting in a sound like the collision of metal.

"It doesn't hurt."

Herbert felt the bite that did not break the defense at all, and the almost imperceptible impact on the soul, and smiled happily.

"Is this your full strength? Is this the limit of what you can do?"

And just when the wolves noticed something was wrong and were about to let go and escape, dozens of spikes stabbed out of Herbert's body.

lll

Some ghost wolves who didn't react in time were directly stabbed through the head before they could transform into spirit bodies, and they were so dead that they couldn't die anymore.

Handfuls of blood mist bloomed on Herbert's body, dyeing his clothes red.

Several ghost wolves who reacted quickly enough and transformed into spirits tried to escape, but were decapitated one by one by Herbert's sword.

Transformation into a spiritual body is meaningless in front of the long sword endowed with holy power.

mouth l.

There were no more than ten breaths in total, and there were only two or three kittens left in the wolf pack that besieged Herbert.

"Humph, Herbert does claim to be not good at dealing with most enemies, that means thousands of enemies.

Once the number reaches a certain level, it is impossible to mow the grass.

And definitely not just twenty.

Everything happened so fast that the alpha wolf didn't even react.

Half a minute ago, he was the leader of a pack of twenty wolves, playing with seven or eight female wolves every day.

But now, it has become alone.

What happened?

After being stunned for a moment, the alpha wolf became extremely furious.

"Woo!!!"

It screamed in pain, then jumped up high, and rushed towards Herbert with its bloody mouth open.

The enemy is so powerful that it is impossible to defeat him, so there is only death.

It's clear.

But it still can only be done.

The alpha wolf buys time for the rest of the pack.

As long as they can escape and become a member of other ghost wolf packs, this hatred will be remembered.

And as for itself—

The alpha wolf cannot retreat.

You can only kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy!

And just when the alpha wolf was about to make his own sacrifice, the enemy in front of him suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Where is one?

Disappeared?

Where has he gone! ! ?

Before the alpha wolf had time to search, he heard a chuckle coming from above his head.

"Courage is pretty good."

Under the terrifying threat of death, the alpha wolf transformed himself into a spiritual body without any hesitation, almost completely disappearing from the spot.

But it still didn't work.

eat.

The transparent spirit body was directly grasped by the jade-like palms on the back of Destiny's neck, and was pulled out of the spirit world.

"But there is no point in being brave but without planning."

"If you don't recognize your own strength, all you will do is make unnecessary sacrifices."

"You can't save anything except touching yourself.'

With emotion, Herbert easily crushed the wolf's skull, ending its less than magnificent life.

The alpha wolf's final counterattack may seem heroic, but there is nothing worthy of emotion.

It is not fought for noble reasons.

In the final analysis, they have come to this point only because of greed.

They wanted to kill Herbert, and Herbert wanted to kill them.

No matter how nice it sounds, it's just wild beasts fighting each other and taking everything from each other.

The wolves are dead, and everything they have will be taken away by Herbert.

And if Herbert dies, his flesh and blood will become nutrients for the wolves.

There is no difference.

After killing the leader of the ghost wolf pack, Herbert felt an obvious force pouring into his body.

flat.....·

?

Different from before, although it is not much, I can clearly feel that my resistance to magic has been improved again.

Magic resistance has been increased by almost half percent compared to the original level.

"More than twenty can increase the immunity by half. Does that mean that if you kill five hundred, you will be completely immune?"

["What are you dreaming about? The first effect is the best, but the later effects will definitely decrease."]

"I guess so."

Herbert smiled. He was just talking about it, and he didn't really think that there would be such a cheap thing in the world.

“But even so, it’s enough to be able to improve it a little.’

Resistance is never too much.

“By the way, do you need the corpse of the ghost wolf?”

[“You don’t need to tell me, I’ve already put it away~ although it’s really useless.”]

The shadow tentacle poked Herbert’s sole, announcing its presence.

“Okay, then I’ll do it myself in this situation in the future.”

Herbert nodded and let out a long breath.

It’s not that he’s tired.

During the hunting process, he constantly felt the life energy pouring into his body. Now he doesn’t feel tired at all, but a little——”-excited!

“Not enough.”

“I need more ghost wolves——”

Herbert looked at the traces of the ghost wolf that he had deliberately let go, and smiled happily.

“Go, hurry up and find other companions to avenge me.”

He waved to Freme who was secretly holding the line, and slowly chased after the traces left by the ghost wolf.

And just as Herbert easily eliminated the monster and felt the joy of harvest,

In the Misty Mountains, there was another group of people who were suffering.

In the swamp filled with a foul smell, a group of paladins were in desperate situation.

The silver-white armor on their bodies no longer shone, full of scratches and dents, and blood seeped from the gaps in the armor.

The leading paladin's helmet was tilted, revealing a sweaty and tired face, and his eyes were still burning with a firm flame.

Although the long sword in his hand had dimmed, he still raised it high, and every swing was accompanied by heavy panting, as if this simple action had exhausted all his strength.

"Holy - Slash!"

The not-so-bright sword light flew out, forcing back the huge monster that looked like a wild boar.

And around him, the other four paladins also gritted their teeth and persisted.

Some knelt on one knee, supporting their bodies with swords, and covered the wound on their abdomens that kept bleeding with the other hand.

Some simply bandaged their broken arms, and continued to rush forward with the broken sword in the other hand to provide cover.

Their cloaks had long been dyed red, like a bunch of broken blood flowers in the swamp.

The huge and ugly bodies of the monsters rushed around them, and from time to time they let out terrifying roars.

The boar monster's shoulder height was more than three meters, and its width was not much different. Its two huge pairs of fangs pierced out long, shining with a sharp luster.

Its fur was hard, and its surface was covered with a layer of mucus. It didn't care about ordinary slashing at all, just like an armored vehicle.

The mucus flowing on its body dripped into the swamp, corroding black pits and emitting a strong and pungent smell.

The smell made people want to vomit, and once inhaled, it would stimulate people to shed tears and feel sore all over.

Swamp boar.

In the outside world, this was originally a mid-level monster, but in the Misty Mountains, its strength was improved and it reached the realm of a high-level monster.

Although it is at the same high level as other monsters, its danger is slightly higher due to its huge size.

The degree of danger is definitely not lower than that of the earth dragon species of the same level.

Especially in the swamp area, its strength has been significantly improved. It is one of the most dangerous monsters marked on the map provided by the Knight Commander.

Every attack of the swamp boar makes the paladins' defenses shaky.

"Hold on! Hold on!"

"The brothers in the monastery will definitely hear our call for help!"

The map is not only provided to Herbert, but all the knights who are out of the Misty Monastery can get a copy.

They know the danger of the swamp boar.

Among the five people, only the leader's strength has just reached the high level a few days ago, and the rest are only at the middle level.

With the strength of the five of them, even if they are in their prime, they will not take the initiative to provoke this huge monster.

Not to mention, they had fought with a group of misty ghost wolves before, and finally escaped temporarily. At this moment, they have been exhausted in the continuous battles.

Their faces were full of pain, and there was a hint of despair in their eyes, but no one had the idea of ​​retreating.

They silently chanted the sacred spell, trying to draw the last strength from their faith,

struggling to hold on in this abyss of despair, waiting for the turning point that might never come.

They couldn't retreat.

Because behind them at this moment, a team of adventurers was lying weakly on the ground.

It was also a team of five people, but at this moment three of them had no life, and the only two left also looked very weak.

To be honest, their strength was not weak, and they were even stronger than the Paladin team.

There were two high-level professionals in the team, and the remaining three were only one step away from high-level.

Such a team was by no means unknown in the Frost Crystal Kingdom, and they had also made a certain name in their many years of adventure.

The real weak would not have the courage to come to the Misty Mountains. Although this was only a safe area that had been explored on the periphery, it still had a very high risk - just like now.

After they had tried their best to hunt down the high-level monsters required for the mission, they had no time to rejoice before they were ambushed by monsters that had been lurking in the swamp.

One of the two high-level professionals died tragically on the spot, and two of the remaining three mid-level professionals were seriously injured. The battle became one-sided from the beginning. If it weren't for the Paladins who came after hearing their cry for help, these five people would have been killed. At this moment, all of them were buried in the belly of the boar in the mire.

If it weren't for the purpose of rescuing these people, these paladins would not take the risk to confront this high-level monster.

But even if the Paladin arrived to join the battle, the situation did not get any better.

Although the Paladins were able to withstand it for the time being, they had no means of counterattack.

Their only hope is that other fellow Holy Monasteries practicing nearby will be aware of their crisis.

Although everyone in the Paladin knew that this was almost impossible, the probability was too small.

But what about leaving those two people behind and running away?

Can't do it.

Leaving the supplicant behind and running away has never been an option for the Paladins.

If they would have chosen to do that, they wouldn't have been there in the first place.

Now, can we just wait to die?

No.

There is another way.

The leading paladin took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and tried hard to stop his body from shaking from pain.

His face was as pale as paper, but there was an air of absolute perseverance. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, mixing with blood and blurring his vision.

His figure stood in front of everyone, his eyes firmly fixed on the monster gathering momentum over there.

He held the sword without looking back and said hoarsely: "You take the wounded and leave, I will resist here!"

"Fao!? What are you going to do————."

One of the young paladin shouted in shock and wanted to persuade him, but was held back by the middle-aged paladin beside him.

The paladin who looked much older than his real age shook his head, gritted his teeth and said firmly:

"Let's go!"

He turned his head, dragged the young paladin, and strode towards the two surviving adventurers with the other two.

No need to explain anymore.

No more wasting time arguing.

As the only high-level professional who still has fighting power, only Faao can deal with monsters for a short time.

Although cruel, this is the only way to save others.

The most important thing is that Faao has made a sacrifice.

We must not live up to the sacrifices of our compatriots.

"Brother, the Abbey will remember you."

"Um."

This is the last conversation between the middle-aged paladin and Faao.

From the time Faao made up his mind to sacrifice himself to the time the other four evacuated with the wounded, it did not take more than half a minute.

Even the mire boars didn't realize what these guys wanted to do. They quickly left the battlefield and rushed towards the distance. "Faao!"

"You must survive! Remember to run away!"

When he heard the young man's crying cry as he left, the corners of Fao's originally tight mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he smiled dryly.

So young, haha!

The child may not understand it yet and will be angry for his departure, but one day he will know what is the right choice.

If his left leg was not broken, he would definitely try to escape after the others were out of danger.

But now——

"Ha ha!"

He suddenly laughed heartily, and the sudden expansion of his momentum made the swamp boar on the opposite side that was originally planning to pursue him stunned for a moment and did not move rashly.

After he finished laughing, he raised the long sword in his hand high and shouted loudly.

"My Lord, you are the sublime blazing sun!"

"It is the light that burns away all sins!

"Please protect your believers in the end and give me, the victim, a little strength!"

Along with his last call, Yu's long sword, which had been dimmed, suddenly lit up at this moment.

During this battle, he had actually called upon the gods countless times.

But it was not until the end, with the blessing of the noble will of sacrifice, that the gods heard his call.

The gods heard his prayers and gave him strength.

Feeling the power of the sun that suddenly surged but burned itself at the same time, Faao's eyes suddenly lit up.

He did not expect that God would show mercy at the last moment and care for him, a dying man.

"Praise - the sun!

Faao wanted to use his last strength to swing a sword, but his exhausted body could no longer support him to make more movements.

God had given him power, but he did not have the ability to master this gift.

Is it sad?

No....

"Thanks you."

Faao raised his long sword high and glared at the restless monster, always maintaining the posture of about to strike.

One second.

Ten seconds.

Thirty seconds.

Faao felt his body begin to tremble gradually, and he also felt that the power on the sword blade was gradually fading.

But even so, Faao still held the sword in his hand tightly and faced off against the angry monster.

One minute.

When one minute passed, Faao's spirit couldn't help but begin to relax.

Is that enough?

They had escaped safely.

I’ve already————I don’t need to work hard anymore, right?

When the thought of giving up emerged, only 20% of the power of the sun on the sword blade was left.

"Haha, it's over.

At the moment when the blade of the sword dimmed, Faao had completely resigned himself to his fate, and the boar in the mire finally couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward——"

A golden sword blade fell from the sky, cutting through the mist, and arrived in an instant, fiercely slashing the right front leg of the boar.

!

Blood, bursting!

The huge body of the boar suddenly lost balance, and before it hit Fao, it fell heavily to the right.

Boom!

"Roar!!"

Fao's originally dim eyes suddenly lit up at this moment, and he shouted out involuntarily.

"Supreme Slash!"

The next moment.

An angel with blood-red wings swooped down from the sky!