Wasteland Lord: Starting from Thirty Days to Live

After Edmund finished speaking, his aura changed completely, and Vittorio knew that he was determined to fight to the death.

Either the other side dies, or he dies.

Edmund held the Bearblade Blade, flames erupting from its blade, mirroring his current mood. He charged forward with the flaming greatsword in hand.

Edmund stepped forward to attack, and Sleeping Lina lashed out with her three tentacles. However, fueled by his emotions, Edmund's strength was more domineering than usual. With a single swing of his sword, he severed the three tentacles in half.

The three tentacles landed on the ground, and instantly the smell of grilled squid wafted up.

However, the old woman behind the sleeping Lina simply smiled, and her three tentacles seemed to grow back endlessly.

Edmund swung his greatsword.

"It seems the only way to completely eliminate you is to cut off your head!"

The old woman burst into laughter.

"Then give it a try!"

Edmund brandished his greatsword and charged forward again, his tentacles clashing with the swordsman's flaming weapon, creating a battle scene that was both wild and eerie.

Meanwhile, Isolde and Erin were not idle either, always looking for opportunities to help Edmund.

However, even among extraordinary individuals, there are differences. Even someone as fast and agile as Isolde felt that she could not intervene in this battle and could only create some trouble for the sleeping Lina.

If the two of them were like this, then the rest of the soldiers were even worse off; if they got even slightly close, the aftershocks of the battle would overturn them.

Therefore, Vittorio ordered them all to retreat, merely to hold the battlefield and prevent other monsters from entering and causing trouble.

At this moment, in front of the church, in the center of the battlefield, the battle had reached its climax.

Edmund kept swinging his greatsword to sever the tentacles, but the tentacles kept growing new branches.

Although they were locked in a stalemate, Edmund was only holding on by sheer willpower, but he did not have any strong and effective means of killing Lina to subdue her.

It's like a balance scale that's barely maintaining a delicate equilibrium. Adding weights to either side of the scale would completely break the balance.

So the sleeping Lina grew impatient. The old woman behind her roared, and a powerful aura spread from her body. Everyone around felt the difference, and the stronger one was, the more they could sense it.

The next second, with Lina's movement, even those who couldn't sense this aura understood what had happened.

She is divided.

Behind the sleeping Lina, the old woman's face was groaning in agony, but it wasn't a scream of impending death; rather, it was a transformation as if a powerful monster was about to be born.

Before everyone's eyes, Lina's body suddenly split in two, like two ends of a mirror image, one half to the left and the other half to the right.

Edmund realized something was wrong and suddenly attacked his head.

However, this was the most crucial period for the sleeping Lina, so he used all his strength to wave his eight tentacles, all of which were used to block Edmund's attack.

For a moment, smoke and dust filled the air, and Edmund was helpless.

After about a few minutes, the screams from behind the tentacles finally stopped.

But everyone felt a chill in their hearts, because they knew that the cessation of the sound meant that the transformation was complete.

Sure enough, as the eight incomplete but still regenerating tentacles dissipated, two identical monsters appeared on the back of those tentacles.

"Regeneration and splitting, it seems that's her ability. To deal with this kind of monster, unless you annihilate it in one blow, it can keep regenerating." Vittorio muttered to himself.

However, it is obvious that no one in his team currently possesses such overwhelming power.

Even Edmund could only barely fight her, because Edmund only had the strength of a near-level three, while Sleeping Lina had already reached level three.

So let alone annihilation in one blow, the fact that the battle was evenly matched was enough to demonstrate Edmund's extraordinary combat ability.

Vittorio then opened the system to check on the monster he had split off.

【Sleeping Lina Splitter: A monster that reflects its true form like a mirror, possessing strength completely equal to that of its original self.】

Killing the splitters does not harm the main body, but for some reason, if the main body is killed, its consciousness will transfer to the splitters.

They are like an endless swarm of insects; unless you have overwhelming power, it's best not to challenge them.

Oh no! If we kill the original body, its consciousness will transfer to the clone.

Doesn't that mean that even if you kill one, it's all for nothing, because she can transfer her consciousness at any time?

Edmund stood in the center of the battlefield, holding a greatsword, his palms slightly sweaty. The crimson flames reflected on his face as he faced the two identical, ferocious monsters alone.

But his anger was so intense that he felt no fear whatsoever.

Edmund was not afraid of fighting; what he feared were battles fought without a just cause or meaning.

And today's battle was inevitable. After he learned the truth, he and this monster were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Regardless of the outcome, he will fight to the very last moment.

Swords drawn against the impossible!

This is his chivalry, and it's how he teaches his daughters.

His daughter died from this spirit, and he too shall die from this spirit today.

He made up his mind, roared, and charged forward.

However, the two sleeping Linas did not seem to intend to attack him. In fact, only one of them stood in front of him, merely passively defending.

Just as Edmund was attacking, he heard the piercing scream of the primal, sleeping Lina at the very back.

Edmund was startled.

She's still divided!

Edmund realized that this could not continue, or not only he, but everyone would die.

But the battle had progressed to this point and was no longer within his control. Although he attacked with all his might, and even his arms were slightly sore, the ever-regenerating tentacles blocking his way became an insurmountable barrier.

In the midst of his frenzied attacks, the screams from behind stopped.

The Dividers stopped blocking Edmund and made way for him, and on the street behind them, a new sleeping Lina appeared.

Now, there are three.

One Edmund is no match for them; if there are three, how can Edmund possibly withstand them?

The soldiers behind witnessed this scene. They were all terrified, their teeth chattered, they couldn't hold their weapons, and some even unconsciously took a step back.

If they hadn't gone through these past few months of rigorous training, they might have scattered by now, who knows?

Isolde gradually frowned, considering whether it was appropriate to retreat.

Eileen gripped the triangle on her chest tightly, then pulled back, staring at the three enormous figures in front of her with a tone of despair and astonishment.

"By Paradion!"

Edmund remained motionless, as if rooted to the spot, and even took a step forward, raising his greatsword.

"Alright, another one's here, all of you come at it together!"

Before he could finish speaking, more than a dozen tentacles suddenly attacked him!

Edmund fought with all his might, managing to block most of the tentacles behind the flaming greatsword.

But with so many attacks, some always slipped through the net. A tiny, inconspicuous tentacle crossed his blind spot and pierced his abdomen.

Edmund lowered his head, his eyes wide open, as thick blood continued to flow from his abdomen, falling to the ground like red flowers.