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Chapter 244: Accepting... the Demon Marsh Frog!
Chapter 244: Accepting... the Demon Marsh Frog!
"Summon, the Crimson Mark Tree Monster!"
Another tree monster appeared, and the two tree monsters engaged the newly summoned ice monster.
Rod's expression was somewhat grim, even with the Insightful Crown, the significant expenditure of two red and one blue still put a considerable strain on him.
The good news was that the ice monster seemed somewhat vulnerable against the tree monsters, and they wouldn't need to maintain the battle for long to defeat them.
However, he wasn't sure if the opponent could continue to summon these kinds of creatures.
"Tell me, is the magic you use the same as Glay and Lacy's, isn't it?"
Rod had some understanding of the similarities, always feeling that there was a connection between the magic used by Glay and Lacy.
Transformation magic is a form of free magic, but most of it requires a certain 'raw material', Glay with ice, and Lacy with wood.
And this person in front of him... although it might seem abstract and hard to believe, magic is inherently an incredible thing.
Rod boldly guessed, "The 'raw material' you use to transform is the 'imagination' you mentioned earlier!"
"Hmm... What an unimaginative guess, my magic isn't just superficial transformation magic."
Speaking of this, Las Telos seemed rather pleased, "My magic is closer to the lost magic of the Demon Path, it's called 'Manifest Arc'! Everything I imagine can manifest! Even... these things with no beauty!"
Las Telos gently waved his hand, and the 'things with no beauty' began to appear one after another before him.
Those were large cannons of varying calibers, their black muzzles making Rod's scalp tingle.
"Although the Manifest arc has certain limitations, and I don't particularly like this crude usage, but..."
A smile appeared on his face, "Occasionally using celebratory fireworks to bury some interesting opponents isn't bad either!"
Boom... Boom... Boom...
A dozen or so large cannons fired in unison, the cannonballs of different sizes flew out of the barrels, heading towards the few monsters still engaged in battle.
The heavily wounded 'Guardian Holy Beasts' gradually faded into nothingness, the cannonballs hitting the magic images and the tree monsters.
The explosion's flames, as Las Telos had described, were like colorful fireworks.
Rod sent the wild beasts retreating before they received fatal blows.
Before the monsters could do more damage, Rod quickly renewed the Insightful Crown and summoned another Remnant Crown for the tree monster.
However, this way, the continuous stream of cannonballs began to target Rod.
"Disperse in the celebratory cannon fire! Pitiful demons!"
Las Telos' poetic voice was drowned out by the explosions.
Rod had already received the ancient stone armor, hiding underground.
With a prepared mind, he summoned the remaining group of stone armor to ambush, lying in wait.
Although he took a hit due to the slow descent, it wasn't a severe injury, so it wasn't a big problem.
Basic knowledge: sound can travel through solids.
So Rod, underground, could still hear the booming cannon fire above, causing him a mix of envy.
Could the magic of manifestation be used to create infinite swords, or mechanical armies?
If it were to fall into the hands of an old ghost like Makarovakava... Rod couldn't bear to think about it!
Cool down, this magic seems to be as you said, with some sort of limitation. And although you belittle transformation magic, you can't seem to shake off the connection."
Since there wasn't more information, he decided to try the approach of dealing with transformation magic as suggested.
Rod tried to recall the characteristics of transformation magic, feeling that Togray and Lacy were familiar with it, and she truly understood a lot about it.
The power of manifestation is self-evident, the most important thing is to have a thorough understanding of the object of transformation, otherwise, it would only be superficial.
It was precisely for this reason that the formation required a certain amount of time, unless it was something practiced countless times and extremely familiar.
Just like those four 'Guardian Holy Beasts,' Las Telos must have practiced or imagined them many times, allowing him to instantly manifest them.
This way, Rod didn't have to worry about Las Telos fighting himself or replicating his own wild beasts.
Because he didn't understand them well enough.
If only he could...
Suddenly, the cannon fire stopped. Rod quickly stopped his thoughts and swiftly 'swam' to the side.
With a loud thud, a three to four-meter-high iron cone pierced the spot he had just been, causing the ground to crack with a loud crack.
"I hoped you would scatter into the darkness beyond, not hide in the dark underground!"
Las Telos raised his right hand and slashed downward. His arm stretched forward, transforming into a black claw that aimed straight for Rod's chest.
"Ah!" The attack was too fast. Rod was forced to block it but didn't expect the hard shell of the stone beetle mode to shatter like paper in front of this claw.
Not only was his arm cut, but a blood hole also appeared on his left shoulder.
Las Telos's incantation was belated: "I am the King of the Underworld, my right hand is a black sword that can sever everything!"
What a chaotic imagination...
Rod, in pain, grabbed the black arm and analyzed it. No amount of analysis could match the opportunity presented by the other side's mistake.
A glow enveloped his body. His skin turned a purplish-brown, his lower limbs became abnormally thick, and his arms grew bumps the size of a baby's fist. His cheeks swelled slightly, and his jaw puffed up like a balloon.
Not only that, but his eyes swelled, taking on a purplish shadow. His hair turned into a mass of dreadlocks, adorned with colorful poisonous mushroom decorations.
"Accept... the Demon Marsh Frog!"
This form, which Rod found ugly, was one he had only practiced in private and never shown to anyone, let alone used in combat.
But today, with Las Telos' reckless attack, Rod steeled his resolve and used it.
Poison you, you bastard!
In this form, Rod was toxic from head to toe unless he deliberately suppressed it.
The black arm he was holding had already been contaminated by the poison through skin contact, and the blood-stained claws were being corroded by the toxic blood, sizzling and smoking.
"Kwa~" Rod's jaw swelled and contracted, his cheeks puffing up as he spat out a jet of dark purple poison.
"Existing in my left hand is a golden shield that can repel everything!"
The shield blocked the poison, but it immediately began to smoke, accompanied by a sizzling sound.
Not only the poison but a peculiar flame also adhered to the purple poison, causing the shield to corrode even faster.
"Ah... ah..." Las Telos was in pain, and both the black sword and the golden shield disappeared, returning to his normal arm.
His sleeve was tattered, and his arm was stained with purple poison, the skin burned.
"Hmm? This isn't just transformation magic... When your arm turns into a claw or a shield, it becomes tangible?"
Las Telos didn't answer immediately. Two streams of clear water appeared, washing away the poison from his arm.
But the stinging and numbing sensations reminded him that this poison wasn't easy to eliminate.
Las Telos shakily raised his hand to adjust his glasses: "What... an ugly form. You, such a monstrosity, should belong in the depths of hell!"
This guy really, even when cornered, continues to put on a show.
"Feather Storm!" The Sharpbeak Bird, which had been resting, shot out its feather daggers once more.
As Las Telos's feet sprouted white wings and he was about to jump, he felt something clamp onto his feet.
"When did this happen?!"
(End of Chapter)
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