Chapter 437. Unveiling the Weirdos
After the dust settled, Myne, who was moaning in pain and panting heavily, hurriedly began looking around nervously. Only when he saw the fatty lying on the edge of the platform, moaning in pain and rolling on the ground, did he breathe a sigh of relief and look at the others.
No. 1: He was covered in a round, green, tattered shield that no one knew where it came from. His robe had been turned to ash. revealing his terrifying ugly face, which was almost covered with knife-cut marks, and all of them looked like made by himself as they were simply too abnormal, and none of them were across each other.
He didn't have normal eyes but metal balls with pupil-like images painted on them, which rolled speedily in their sockets and looked very creepy. His lower body was also half humanoid, made of flesh and bone, while the other half was mechanical. How he messed up his body to this point, no one knew.
No.2: A muscular, black-skinned, bald uncle with a height of 2 meters. His muscles might have been made of iron, at least his limbs were truly made of some unknown black metal. He withstood such a terrifying attack just by relying on his natural bodily defence, which was simply unimaginable.
No. 3: Turned out to be a guy wearing full-body high-tech knight-like armor with no openings at all. It was painted black and red and looked quite cool. However, it seemed the lightning attack was quite fatal for a tin man. Although the armour's outer shell was completely undamaged, the inner part made a continuous sizzling sound as all the fuses inside had shorted.
It was now twisted on the ground and didn't give one a good feeling. As for the pilot inside, since he wasn't making any sound, it wasn't confirmed whether he was alive or already roasted.
Anya (No. 4): The mysterious female who finally appeared in front of an audience was actually not a beauty whom everyone looked forward to seeing without her black robe, after observing her venomous figure hidden under the robe and hearing her sweet voice. Calling her a monster would be the biggest insult to the entire monster race.
She didn't have a head, but instead, a solid glass container in the shape of a skull sat atop her neck. Inside the container was a thick, water-like liquid in which a brain and two eyes floated. There was nothing else. Only she knew how she could speak without a mouth.
Her lower body was normal if you could ignore the blue veins like worms spreading all over it and the various ruined tattoos on her arms and legs. Except for those two flaws, her remaining body was that of a mature woman with F-cup breasts and an hourglass figure. Under her black robe, she wore a long, single-piece blue dress that looked quite elegant and expensive.
Right now, her glass skull had blown off from her neck and was lying a few meters away from her body. Surprisingly, even after taking such a heavy attack, it was completely unscratched.
While her lower body was seriously injured, the worm-like veins on her body were continuously moving all over as if they had come to life, healing all her injuries repeatedly while the body itself crawled in the direction of the skull desperately, as if fearing that in the absence of her lower body, someone might smash the skull.
No. 5, Mr. Bugman: Again, he didn't disappoint the audience with his disgusting methods, and overpowered survival ability. Although he lost a few thousand bugs, that was it. With his mutated bugs' super solid reproduction capability, it would probably only take him a few days and a dozen or so healthy people to recover from the loss.
After the explosion, he simply threw his remaining bugs to feed on their deceased brethren before causally towards No. 1 and 2 to team up with them.
No. 6, the womanizer of the team: Seemingly only good in bed and not very powerful despite looking dangerous, he was hit very hard and was now no different than a fish on a chopping board, lying lifelessly on the ground with his entire body producing the smell of burning flesh.
Only No. 7, who seemed to be the leader of the team, was a normal hume among all seven weirdos. A young man around 25 years old, with long blond hair, a muscular body with a handsome face, wearing full-body golden armour and a red cape. Right now, he was flying in the air, looking at Myne with a murderous daze.
Except for losing his black robe and his face being exposed, he didn't suffer any injuries at all.
After seeing that Myne had recovered to his peak and was now calmly drinking potions like water, No. 7 didn't blindly attack him. Who knew if he would use that attack again? This time, he might not be able to come out unscathed. Instead, he flew towards Anya's glass head, put it back on her neck, grabbed her tattered dress, and brought her to No. 1, 2 and Mr.
Bugman.
He then came to Ben, tore off his helmet, and upon seeing a young boy around 12 years old with a black face who now looked like the biological son of No. 2 and was breathing weakly, he sighed in relief. He threw Ben to No. 2, who caught him perfectly. However, after seeing Ben's face, even No. 2, for once, doubted whether this was his son, whom he had never met before.
Finally, he approached No. 6 and quickly checked his breath, finding that he wasn't breathing, he panickily put his ear to No. 6's chest, but there was no heartbeat.
This made his expression turn ugly as f*ck because, as the leader of this temporary team, everyone's death during the mission would bring unimaginable punishment from his master to him, who was never a reasonable person and only cared about losses and benefits.
While No. 7 was thinking about his grim future, Myne also drank the final mana potion bottle he had in his inventory and prepared to fight everyone to death. Thanks to his previous outburst, he now felt much more relaxed and was in his right mind to think about what kind of horrific demise he was going to inflict on them all, especially that fatty.
However, his enemies this time were not easy to deal with either. He first decided to seal their skills so he could easily toy with them later. Making up his mind, Myne quickly cast Appraisal on No. 7, who seemed the most powerful among them. But the usual status window didn't appear before him. Confused, he tried again, but there was no progress, and his Appraisal skill clearly failed to work on him.
Not wanting to give up, he used it on others, but it didn't work on anyone. Even the fatty's data didn't appear. Just when he was doubting whether his Appraisal skill was damaged or if his enemies were just too damn rich and everyone carried magic items, he finally used Appraisal on Ben, the cheap iron man, and got some results.
[ Name: Benford Thaddeus Bartholomew
Level: ??? ( Tier-One Wizard (???) )
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 134 y/o
Occupation: Official Wizard of The Order of the Cursed Souls. The King of Ironclad Kingdom. ???. ?????
Title: ???, ???
Status: Extremely Injured, keraunoparalysis, Organ Failure
[Skill]
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What the hell, 134 years old? How can this even be possible? He looks just like a 12-year-old child. Also, 47 question marks? Just how the f*ck did he have so many skills? Does he also steal skills like me?
Wait, maybe that's not right, otherwise, how could he only get 47 skills in over a century? I can steal so many skills in a week if I become a bad guy... Maybe he used some other trick to acquire them, Myne thought while rubbing his chin. Ignoring No. 7's pained expression, he cast Appraisal on No. 6, and just as he expected, it worked perfectly.
It seemed that if I wanted to see everyone's data, I first had to knock them out.
[ Name: Archibald Theophilus
Level: ??? ( Tier-One Wizard (???) )
Race: ( ??? )
Gender: Male
Age: 211 y/o
Occupation: Official Wizard of The Order of the Cursed Souls.
Title: ???, ???, ???, ???
Status: Extremely Injured, Organ Failure, Hibernation
[Skill]
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[Ability]
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Just how old are all these guys? And why the f*ck do they all look so young? Also, is this guy even hume? Why is there a question mark in front of his race, and how can he also have so many skills and most importantly 13 abilities? Don't tell me he's a halfling.
However, I need help understanding one thing: Since this guy is literally an entire century older than that Ben geezer, why does he only have 30+ skills?
Don't tell me he is a free-willed lazy guy like me and spends all his time having fun around... Cough. Well, seeing his occupation, it seems my guess is not wrong, Myne thought seriously with a frown After sorting out his thoughts, one thing was clear: the upcoming fight was not going to be as easy as he had thought.
His opponent this time was simply too powerful, especially since he couldn't steal their skills, which had always been his trump card to deal with foes who were too powerful for him.