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Chapter 201 Bead of Flame

Saul watched as Komoro's attack was blocked, and immediately rolled over and jumped onto the arm steps, releasing striking death spirits continuously from his palm.

His mental body was stable, and he had enough magic power to release his best striking spirits, just like a machine gun, "Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug–"!

Those human arms were struck by the black light and immediately shriveled up like cotton that touched a flame.

Just as the original arms shrank, new ones soon appeared.

And the newly appeared arms became more and more strangely shaped, unexpectedly appearing like the arms of arthropod creatures and wild beasts.

But Saul was prepared for this inability to get close.

The python-thick tentacles suddenly split into many in mid-air, like twine twisted in a strand suddenly separating, suddenly opening up like a giant net falling down.

The front end of all the finger-thick tentacles all split open into shark-like mouths with black sharp teeth growing out of them.

Some of them landed on the arm, some were caught by the arm, and some were lucky enough to pass through the heavy obstacles and get close to the big bugs.

But no matter which tentacles, the moment they touched the enemy, they opened their mouths 180 degrees and "huffed" and bit down!

*panting heavily*

The body of the white flesh worm, which was essentially fat, instantly cracked open with a small opening.

As long as it wasn't the foremost mouth that was caught, the heads of the tentacles could continue to elongate until their mouths bit into their targets.

As soon as the fine, sharp shark teeth touched the flesh, they quickly dug in, going from shallow to deep, leaving multiple craters, large and small, in the body of the huge bug.

However, these small pits were still too small for the giant sphinx worm, and Ralph's head remained on the ground licking at it with a look of complete fascination.

At that moment, one of the thickest tentacles still lingering outside suddenly opened its mouth wide, and a crystal vial was curled around a black tongue and stuck out, right above the worm's tiny wounds.

The nearby arms were all tangled up with the other tentacles and Sol's sorcery, paying no attention to this tentacle that had no intention of coming closer.

"Whoosh–"

The black striking necromancer suddenly paused, and with it came a sharp arrow.

The tip of the arrow pierced the fragile crystal vial, clear liquid spilled out, and a smell of kerosene immediately spread through the room.

The instant the crystal vase shattered, the small tentacles that were still tangling with the arms immediately cut themselves off at the front end and shrunk back.

The arms that were splattered by the liquid instantly twisted hideously, while Ralph was finally awakened to consciousness by the pain.

His oily body shuddered at once, and he raised his head from the ground, where only a little bit of blood remained.

The butler's head was there in the very thin slit of the lip, and his eyes had become large empty holes, but were already facing outward, peering languidly into the world after death.

Ralph closed his mouth, and his face quickly disappeared from the front end and squeezed out from the skin facing Saul.

However that was the area that had been hardest hit by the clear liquid that had been spilled over it, especially one of the wounds that had been chewed out by the small algae, festering much faster than the epidermis and arm area. One small puddle turned into a large one in the midst of the erosion.

"Heya!!!" A just-extruded head of Ralph violently raised his upper body and roared, there was not much pain in his voice, the resistance was much stronger than the arm on it.

Saul saw the heads in his throat twisting in agony as well, the butler's head among them, just a faint smile of relief still on his face.

Ralph the Sphinx Worm was still able to move despite being covered in wounds, and its entire body began to contract inward, like a spring poised for action.

Sol immediately understood that the other party was about to launch an attack.

The image of the spring-like leaping up and devouring Victor was still fresh in his mind.

He tensed up, but didn't immediately flee to the exit of the basement.

His plan was not yet complete!

Saul dropped his hand, and two sorcery scrolls fell from his sleeve into his left and right palms. He raised his hand again, about to throw the scrolls.

However, a red light suddenly appeared in his arms, and the figure of Knight Olaf instantly appeared in front of him.

Olaf lunged towards the exit, his original upright and somewhat foolish look disappearing.

His translucent face laughed, "Shameless thief, you die here as well! Dare to covet the glory of the Bloodthorn, make amends with your life!"

However, Olaf's figure had just broken away from the Scarlet Magic Crystal by half a meter when it violently stopped, and he couldn't move even though he wanted to continue forward.

"What's going on?" Olaf looked a little alarmed, this was clearly not in his plan, "Why can't I get out?"

Saul didn't pay attention to Olaf's surprise, nor did he tell him that behind the spirit body, Olaf's feet were actually still in the blood-colored magic crystal.

Nor did he tell the knight that it was his doing.

Sol didn't have time to deal with the Grievous Knight right now, his hand movements were non-stop, flinging out the Sorcery Scroll in his left hand quickly, and at the same time activating the Spirit Armor Technique in his right hand that he had pinched for a long time!

A transparent barrier instantly covered Saul's body, and also encompassed Olaf, who was half a meter away from him.

The spell scroll flying in the air spontaneously combusted in the air without fire, instantly turning into a huge fireball, directly facing the fat bug that rushed over with huge kinetic energy.

The ultimate arcana of countless sorcerers – the great fireball!

Wrong, it was actually an extremely powerful 2nd rank sorcery scroll with destructive power, the Bead of Flame! 2nd rank sorcery, a powerful sorcery that could only be learned by a 3rd level apprentice. And the Bead of Flame was even more famous for its destructive power!

"Since it's grease, there's no reason it shouldn't be afraid of fire." Sol muttered.

The sorcery of the 2nd rank, which was almost the most powerful in terms of destructive power, slammed head-on into the obese bug that had catapulted.

Both sides met in the air with full energy, the air distorted for a moment, and a violent explosion was created at the center of the impact.

In the dazzling sparks, Saul vaguely saw a fleshy white mass being lifted back by the airwaves generated by the explosion, and the entire room trembled.

It was fortunate that this basement was reinforced with sorcery, otherwise it would have definitely collapsed.

The Spirit Armor Technique outside of Saul's body was also constantly trembling, and it didn't last long before it quickly dissolved under the constant consumption of the explosion's impact.

But this was also within Saul's plan.

He watched as the sphinx rolled painfully across the floor, knocking over all the furnishings in the room and extinguishing most of the flames on its body.

But there were still sporadic flames burning tenaciously on him – because the crystal vial that the algae had just spat out contained not the antidote, but flammable grease mixed with a small amount of the antidote.

This stuff was cheap, so Ralph's lab had plenty of it.

Now, because of Little Algae's gnawing, coupled with the explosion of the Bead of Flame, and the subsequent burning under the grease's added strength, the bug was left with extra large wounds on its body.

These exposed wounds were no longer white, but revealed white fascia squeezed full of yellowish fat.

Those arms that had burrowed out also fragmented under the explosion and the rolling of the bug.

A black tentacle with a small flame lit on its head rushed forward once more, opening its mouth wide while the bug rolled, and using its black tongue to roll out a crystal vial that was one size smaller than it had just been.

This time the bottle was filled mostly with a pale golden, grease-like rolling liquid.

"Snap!" The familiar arrow shot in, shattering the crystal vial once again.

The viscous liquid fell into the large wounds, and a corrosive sound was heard.

A white fascia was instantly melted off, and the yellowish fat wrapped around it was like butter in a pan, sinking in and no longer able to provide protection.

The wound was rapidly expanding, and a large pit was sunk into the insect's body surface in an instant.

"Ha!!!!!" A miserable cry came out.

The sphinx worm that smelled of charring twisted on the ground.

This time it was for real, and the pain from the antidote immediately overshadowed all the injuries.

Ralph suddenly looked up at Sol.

The features that had been stretched to the limit to not be able to see his expression also showed a strong resentment.

He no longer cared about the injuries on his body, and was only bent on tearing this villain, who had caused him immense pain, to shreds.

The insect body once again compressed, only because of the large swath of corrosion on his body, the speed was much slower than the original.

Saul knew he couldn't wait any longer, the antidote had all been delivered into the dermis and subcutaneous tissue, Ralph was dead this time!

He didn't bother to look at the follow-up, he turned his head and ran.

And the knight, whose feet were still stuck in the blood-colored crystal, was instantly thrown in a half-arc and forced to follow Saul's movements again.

Behind Ralph was a rapidly retracting black tentacle.

"Bam!"

Saul escaped the basement and turned around to wait for Algae to come out, then immediately closed the basement door.

Magic instantly erased the connection to the open door, and a stream of sorcery immediately resealed the entrance.

Boom !!!!!

Immediately followed by the sound of something hitting the door.

But the gate didn't move.

The entire castle trembled gently, and the basement door wasn't knocked open a crack.

Saul stood up, raised his hand to snuff out the fire atop the kozo's head, then patted the black dust on his hand back and forth and sighed.

"Worthy of being a wizard family that has been passed down for a hundred years, this basement door is really sturdily constructed!"

Just realized that there's a group number right below the synopsis. Tired of manually synchronizing it every day

(End of chapter)