388 The Aberrant Undead Boss Of The Dungeon
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I had seen this monster before in my previous life. Over twelve heads of different monsters. Most of its composition was carcass pieces. And its entire body was encompassed with an Aura of Dread made up by the combination of countless wailing souls.
This thing was a High Rank Undead, one of the things that only the most expert of Necromancers could ever make, and even then, they required the aid of their Cosmic Deity, the Undead God, to properly build them. Yet this bastard somehow made it all by himself. Often called the pinnacle of the Undead a Necromancer could build.
An Undead Chimeric Hydra.
A mismatch of countless body parts merged together, an utter chaos of an undead monster with a near endless stamina, incredibly magical powers, and the ability to take down entire planets with enough time.
The last time I fought one was on my previous life’s younger years, when I was less than a hundred years old. This was an Ultimate One, who had wiped out three continents out of the planet it was sent. Of course, this one isn’t capable of such destruction in that scale, but it might be because it had yet to be fully completed… or perhaps because this world’s laws and physics were different than my previous life Outer Universe.
Everything in this world seemed powerful, even the stones, the earth, and the grass we stepped over every day. A monster capable of destroying continents might as well only be classified as a powerful monster capable of destroying only a nation… but well, isn’t that frightening enough for my current self anyways?
But is this being as strong as it seems? With the power of Holy Light, we might be able to overpower it. However, that alone might not do. I knew the Necromancer would send our way a monstrous creature such as this one, so I’ve been waiting, letting Elizabeth save her MP as much as possible, all for this moment.
“So the bastard finally got out his most precious pet.” I said with a smile, pointing my spear against the titanic monster, easily surpassing over twenty meters of height, it was so big it had to kneel to walk across these tight corridors, which might also be an advantage for us.
“W-What is that thing?!” Erika asked in disbelief, looking at the monster.
It was more intimidating than the Demon General we once fought by far, and even that Wyvern. Based in the strange power level of this world, this monster alone might be C Rank, something capable of destroying entire nations. That beam alone could had turned us all into ashes if we didn’t hid in time.
“That’s… huge…” Chris said.
“It is stuck though?!” Eric asked in shock. “Why?”
“It is too big; it can get to us in this tight corridor. That Necromancer was complete stupid if he really sent that to us while not waiting for us to reach the bigger room ahead. However, its heads can still stretch a lot.”
“SHAAAA!”
“GROAR!”
“WOOF!”
“GRUOH!”
Suddenly, as I said that, the Hydra did just that. Four of its longest heads stretched easily towards us. One was the head of a giant snake, the other that of a wyvern, the third that of a large alpha gray wolf, and the fourth resembled a boar head, with exaggeratedly long tusks.
“Get ready, it’s coming! Eleanora!”
“Got it!”
Eleanora quickly emerged before me, as the two of us immediately jumped to action. The rest swiftly evaded the enormous heads trying to crush them with their size, as Erdrich was swiftly stored inside of Eleanora’s Shadows.
“AWOOOO!”
Blood howled furiously, as six other Fenrir I had just summoned emerged around him, his squad was back to him as the gloriously majestic red wolf suddenly brought the attention of most of the heads by using his new Skill, which was the same as Fenrir’s Skill [Dark Howl]. This Skill was a powerful Provoke-type Skill that immediately brought the attention of any Monsters to the user of the Skill.
“SHAAAA!”
“GROAR!”
“WOOF!”
“GRUOH!”
All four heads immediately attacked us. The Basilisk head lacked eyes that could petrify, but it held a deadly poisonous breath, unleashing it against us as we shielded ourselves by unleashing a shockwave of winds using the Tier 2 Wind Attribute Spell [Storming Gust]!
FLUOOOSH!
As Eleanora conjured it with me, the enormous gust of winds quickly dissipated the poisonous smoke, at the same time as it shaped as countless tiny blades and began slicing through the face of the Basilisk. Its head was already very damaged by Erdrich’s attacks, making it an easy target!
I kept summoning Fenrirs in the background to distract the other three heads, as Eleanora and I joined together, unleashing several slashing attacks against the Basilisk head from its head to the neck, using both of our spears, we danced like two flashes of red light together, spiraling across the long, snake-like neck of the monster.
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLAAASH!
“SHAAAA…!”
The Basilisk was quickly sliced into pieces. The powerful black flames that Erdrich unleashed contained a Curse that weakened the monster’s stats, making it capable of being cut by our constant attacks more easily, way more easily!
CLAAASH!
The entire head fell into the ground, sliced apart into countless slices. I quickly noticed a dozen of wailing souls emerging from it, trying to bring it back to “life” once more. However, Eleanora jumped forward, stabbing each vicious phantasmal soul with her spear, which had the power to eat the souls of what she killed.
“Gryyaaaaeeehhh…”
As the souls agonized and were consumed by her Cursed Spear, the other three heads quickly noticed one of them just died on the spot, and immediately decided to attack us.
And that wasn’t all, the other heads were slowly charging power to unleash yet another destructive attack. If we can’t do something right now, we’ll get blasted into smithereens.
Thankfully, I had a plan.
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