A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 277 The Attack of the Fishbone
"Just how many does the Black King need to eat before it can truly hatch?"

"Look at the corpses on the bay; they probably sucked all the marine life in the surrounding waters dry."

Caesar's student council members walked through the piles of bloodied corpses of varying heights, each muttering in hushed tones about the Black King's terrifying appetite.

The smaller mounds of carcasses were only a few meters high, filled with fish and shellfish. The larger mounds were even more exaggerated, with the skeletons of entire whales standing upright, along with all sorts of marine life; they could easily be called corpse hills.

Percy followed Caesar, his naturally heterochromatic eyes filled with worry, but Caesar ignored it, swinging his hunting knife Dick Tudor to cut off the slowly spreading blood.

Even with bloodstains all over the ground, it still retains its hunting ability and will greedily and actively grow and spread to nearby life.

Upon sensing the arrival of life, they immediately crawl toward them, eager to pierce the skin of these islanders, extract the life force within, and finally transmit it back to the embryo.

The blood streaks that look terrifying are actually quite soft and tough, and can be torn apart with a little force. For a well-prepared hybrid, they are less of a threat than small, ordinary wild animals.

However, because the blood vessels were too numerous and dense, it was difficult for them to advance even an inch while wielding cold weapons, and using firearms and bullets to deal with these things was inefficient.

Fortunately, they were well-equipped for this trip to the island, and quickly produced incendiary bombs and flamethrowers, attempting to burn their way through.

Thanks to Caesar's encouragement and his own leadership style as the heir to the Gattuso family, who personally led the team to the front lines, the morale of the mixed-race student council members soared, and two of the officers immediately grabbed flamethrowers and started burning.

The intense heat, mixed with the unique smell of chemical fuels, erupted in the bay forest, and clusters of flames spread rapidly through the jungle, which had already been drained of all moisture by blood streaks.

Regardless of the trees or weeds, they are all dry and brittle, ready to catch fire at the slightest touch. In fact, some dead trees spontaneously combust even before being touched by the high temperature.

The rising flames not only burned away the bloodstains blocking the way, but also ignited a fierce forest fire.

The intense heat that spread in an instant left every elite student in their nanomaterial combat suit drenched in sweat.

Fortunately, several students possessed water-based magical abilities and quickly extinguished the fire, preventing it from spreading further.

Caesar quickly added instructions: "Dig out a firebreak first, then set it on fire."

Lu Mingfei and Renata were also in Caesar's group at this moment. Even though their faces were red from being baked by the high temperature, they still fawned and praised, "Boss is really amazing."

Caesar turned around with a strange expression. Was he deliberately mocking him?

Lu Mingfei clearly demonstrated true S-class combat power in the battle of the capital, so why is he pretending to be weak afterward?
Caesar, who couldn't figure it out for the time being, turned around and stared at Chu Zihang's team on the other side. The Lionheart Society members were a mix of half of the executive department's elites. They didn't use flamethrowers, but each of them carried an alchemical sword and were cutting through thorns and brambles.

Chu Zihang keenly noticed Caesar's gaze, turned his head and looked around, and found that the group in Cassel had already moved beyond the pile of bloody corpses.

It was time to complete the church's mission. With a thought, Chu Zihang took out two bottles of spiritual potion provided by Aso Makoto and drank them to avoid insufficient spirituality later.

The yellow-black glove on his left hand, which was not holding a sword, shimmered slightly.

The first extraordinary ability of the Necromancer's Gloves is corpse manipulation.

A spiritual energy spread out, surging towards the surrounding corpses. There wasn't much else here, but there was plenty of marine life remains.

"Crack, crack."

The revival of a skeleton was so subtle that it couldn't even alert the hybrid.

However, there were simply too many corpses here, so Chu Zihang used the extraordinary item he had just obtained, the [Necromancer's Gloves], to awaken them.

The dense, cracking sounds of bones sent shivers down the spines of all the students in Kassel, who quickly drew their weapons, wary of the blood-stained pile of corpses that kept making noise.

"Watch out! This must be some kind of trick by the Black King!" For once, Chu Zihang shouted out, attracting the attention of many classmates.

Schemers are inherently capable of misleading, confusing, and deceiving, but they also possess an extraordinary ability to 'incite'.

This statement, imbued with spiritual power, led many students to subconsciously believe in Chu Zihang, drawing their guns and knives, and invoking the power of words.

They became even more convinced, and their impression that this was the Black King's Hatchery was further strengthened and solidified.

If you want to plot but aren't good at it, then you might as well take advantage of or borrow from other people's plots.

This was Chu Zihang's thought at the moment. The Schemer's Potion, which he had long been able to barely digest through the missions of the Execution Department, was now being digested at an accelerated rate as the skeletons moved.

After Chu Zihang shouted, within seconds, countless fish bones, no more than an adult's finger's length long, leaped up, covered in blood and rotting, foul-smelling skin, and surged towards them like a bouncing river.

A huge whale carcass trembled, scattering the miscellaneous bones, which then crashed down like Mount Tai.

A shark skeleton with its mouth wide open and its teeth still sharp was biting at the students in Kassel.

"What?! What are all these?! Bones? The fish bones are moving!"

"The Black King? Could it be that the Black King sensed our arrival on the island and is trying to stop us?!"

"Bones? Skulls of marine creatures? Why does it look so much like a sea of ​​skeletons from a fantasy novel?"

Upon the attack on the front lines, the Kassel command center on the warship immediately began operations. Norma contacted everyone at the front: "An unidentified attack has been detected. The principle behind it is unknown. Please operate with caution."

The head of the Sigurd family immediately looked at Nicholas, who was returning from the deck: "Master Flamel, what's going on?"

The other elders, board members, and professors in charge of the operation all looked over, and everyone thought that the knowledgeable Vice Principal Flamel must know the answer.

Nicholas was exasperated: "Don't ask me everything, I'm not the Black King."

"But I suspect it might be some kind of ability to control the dead."

"During the Battle of the Imperial Capital, we learned the name of the King of the Earth and Mountains, Jormungandr, from Norse mythology."

"According to Norse mythology, Jormungandr had two other brothers, Fenrir and Hela." "And Hela, in Norse mythology, is the goddess of death! Legend says she possesses the power to control all the dead!"

Elizabeth exclaimed in shock, "Death?!"

Charlotte followed Nicholas's train of thought: "Master Flamel, you mean, although we don't know Hela, we don't know exactly which Dragon King she is."

"But since Hela possesses the power of the Grim Reaper, then as the source of the Dragon King's power and the progenitor of all dragons, Nidhogg, the Black King, must also possess similar power, right?"

Nicholas, with a serious expression, took out his notebook and flipped through it: "That's right, Miss Gao Genting, but I can't determine whether this is the power of words or the power of dragon alchemy."

"But it is very likely that it is one of the Black King's means of self-preservation."

The head of the Sigurd family was very concerned about the overall situation: "Norma, pass this important intelligence on to all forces, and tell them to be careful. Forces that have landed on the island elsewhere should prioritize cleaning up these corpses!"

As the news spread, the awe and reverence for Nidhogg, the Black King, reached a new level among all the mixed-race factions.

What a cruel and evil tyrant! He even has the audacity to toy with dead creatures like this!

For example, if a dragon-slaying warrior is defeated and dies, not only will he lose his honor, but he will also be controlled by the Black King, and his corpse will rise up to fight against his former comrades. Who wouldn't be in awe of that?

At this moment, people from all sides became even more convinced that this was the Black King's incubation ground.

Unlike others who needed Nicholas to deduce, Pompeii knew very well that after Fenrir and Shami devoured each other, it was Hela, the goddess of death, who could open the gates of the realm of the dead and control all the dead.

Aside from Hela and the Black King who granted Hela this ability, what other dragons in the world could manipulate corpses like this?
Even the strongest force at present, the Old Church, with its unpredictable and mysterious methods, has not shown similar methods.

The hot-tempered and impatient head of the Beowulf family interrupted in the video: "Whatever it is, Norma, notify the front lines, crush all those bones to dust!"

In fact, Beowulf and Norma didn't need to inform them; that's how it was done on the front lines.

Faced with an overwhelming mass of rotting skin and foul-smelling bones, not a single student wanted to be touched by this thing.

Bullets, swords, and incantations mingled together, frantically shredding the inexplicably moving corpses.

The hybrids were physically stronger than these marine creatures, and they also possessed modern, standard weapons. With a knife or a gun, they could cut through and shatter these bones.

What's troublesome isn't how tough these bones are, but their sheer number!
A student brandished a sharp alchemical sword and chopped a fishbone in two. Immediately, three, five, and more fish pounced on it, as if there were no limit.

Some students fired their guns in a crisscross pattern, each shot shattering the skull, but the monsters seemed to have no fatal wounds; they could still move unless they were cut off and broken.

After unleashing their magical powers several times and eliminating several groups of fish bones, some students were severely exhausted and panting heavily.

When the massive whale carcass, as large as a small hill, crashed down, the ground shook violently and dust flew everywhere.

The enormous skeleton, bursting into the crowd, was like a tank crushing ordinary people, rolling around everywhere, catching the Kassel elites off guard and leaving them running for their lives.

No one can count how many fish those blood vessels drained of their blood during that time.

All they knew was that those disgusting, tumor-like piles of bloody corpses covered almost the entire coastline of the island.

For every pile of bones they destroyed, more fish bones would come to life and attack them.

Not to mention, there are also several members of the old church secretly doing bad things.

Chen Motong used psychological suggestion everywhere, preventing the Kassel elites from performing at their best, making them hesitant and timid, resulting in a disastrous defeat.

Fingel was responsible for providing support, secretly using newly created secret techniques to replenish Chu Zihang's spirituality and prevent it from becoming depleted.

Susie is even more mischievous, actively attracting misfortune. Most of the students, including herself, frequently suffer bad luck, either slipping on their feet, their guns jamming, or even choking on saliva during a fight.

This made things increasingly difficult for the Kassel students.

"This won't do, there are too many! If this continues, we'll run out of energy!"

"Throw incendiary bombs! This can't go on. Our bullets aren't unlimited, and we need to conserve our energy to get deeper into the island. We can't just keep chopping bones here!"

"No, that won't do either. The surrounding area is too dry, and it's easy for a huge fire to break out. Once the forest fire spreads rapidly, we won't be able to escape either. Do you want to perish together with this pile of stinking bones?"

The Kassel elites, caught off guard in the hasty battle, were already showing signs of weakness and were struggling to withstand the onslaught of the excessive number of corpses.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang shouted at this moment: "Retreat! Everyone into the island! Watch out for Blood Vessels!"

Once again, they "persuaded" many students, causing the Kassel elites to hastily and without hesitation retreat into the Bloodstained Forest.

They comforted themselves, telling themselves that this wasn't an escape, nor was it out of fear of the fish bones; it was simply a matter of conserving energy to deal with the Black King.

"Young Master Caesar!" Percy had been protecting Caesar the whole time. The Word of Power: Dustless Land ensured Caesar's safety. Those fragile fish bones that rushed up would be cut and severed by the wind domain of Dustless Land.

Caesar also realized that a stalemate could not last long, and Percy could not stay in the Dustless Land for too long: "Let's go too!"

The Kassel members retreated into the woods one after another, tearing at the blood trails spreading through the forest with knives and their bare hands.

Even more extreme, some let the blood threads entangle them, using their nanomaterial combat suits to slightly resist the piercing of the blood threads, and finally, they did a 720-degree mid-air spin, twisting off all the blood threads that had entangled them with the air spin.

During the hasty retreat, Chen Motong deliberately slowed down a few steps, gradually separating himself from the student council team. Finally, he waved to Renata and left from the other side.

The student council team, who had run far away, did not notice that as they left, the fish bones immediately stopped moving and returned to their original state, leaving only a mess on the shore.

(End of this chapter)