章節 737: Learning To Be Ruthless

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My Spear reached the cultist's throat, his HP quickly going down with each second the spear was piercing his throat, making him bleed.

"Graaarggh!"

He quickly forced it out of his throat, his hands revealing sharp black claws and miasmic and nether energies surging from several runes, his form beginning to change.

"You damn…! RAAARRRGH!"

His appearance quickly transformed, becoming some sort of chimeric werewolf! Wait, so even the normal cultists that look like people have turned themselves into… creatures?

Ding!

[The [Corrupted Miasma Cultist: Lv150] has undergone a special {Chimeric Miasmic Transformation}, increasing All Stats by +100%!]

[Filled with new strength, it has no sense of fear anymore!]

Well, I guess it certainly makes things simpler…

"I'm not even going to engage on a conversation with you." I said. "{Yggdrasil Magic: Divine Root Spears}!"

FLAAASH!