Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 278: Chapter 191: Heroes Always Appear at the Crucial Moment
 

Monsters… monsters!!!

This was the only thought in the minds of all the Transcendents present.

Apart from running, they had no other thoughts.

Yet even so, when facing the all-out onslaught of a Fourth Rank Transcendent, they, reduced to ordinary people, had no ability to resist.

Many with poor mental fortitude had even fainted at this moment, but they still couldn’t escape the clutches of the limb connector.

In the pitch-black old factory, the continuous slaughter and screams kept coming incessantly.

Because within the barrier cast down by the Tomb of the Dead Silence, using Extraordinary Power would accelerate their transformation into Silent Puppets, so most people were unable to activate their Extraordinary Abilities.

Rather than being killed by the limb connector, they found it even more unbearable to become dried corpses, reduced to tools at the whim of the Demon Clan.

At this moment, the figure of the limb connector turned into afterimages, flashing from all around.

Every time it paused, among the fleeing Transcendents, someone would let out a dismal scream, and amidst splashing blood, they would be turned into human sacrifices and thrown from the sky.

And for those limbs that were cut off, Burshman did not waste them; any material he found decent was quickly attached to his body.

Everyone’s mood gradually sank into despair.

Trapped within the barrier of a Sealed Object at level zero, they had no way to escape.

And because the flow of time inside and outside the Tomb of the Dead Silence was different, the possibility of waiting for reinforcements was thoroughly extinguished.

Two minutes passed inside while only a second passed outside.

To harbor any lucky thoughts was truly the most foolish act.

“Cackle cackle cackle!!!” Burshman let out a monstrous laugh, manipulating the countless limbs on his body, brutally and bloodily selecting his ritual targets, “Such delightful screams! Offer up a perfect concert for my advancement!”

In the eyes of the gods, the Power of Faith provided by Transcendents was much stronger than that of ordinary believers.

And at this moment, the same was true for Burshman.

To ascend to Fifth Rank Legend, he needed to absorb the fear and despair from a hundred Fourth Rank strong people.

Such an ascension trial was difficult, which also meant that after becoming a Fifth Rank, his combat abilities and number of Divine-given factors would be stronger than an average Legendary.

But everyone couldn’t have imagined.

Such a Transcendent with boundless potential, on the Demon Clan’s side, was merely a disposable tool to be destroyed after use, even Burshman himself was prepared for this.

Ascending to the Fifth Rank was not for power, it was merely to elevate the rank of his body, allowing the King of Cruelty to descend upon Glostit in the strongest possible state.

The ruthlessness and evil of the Demon Clan were far more dreadful than humans could imagine.

However, at this moment, everyone had no mind to think about this.

Casimo dodged a limb’s thrust with a solemn expression, cold sweat slightly seeping from his forehead.

Before coming here, he had never imagined that things would develop to such an extent.

Although he did not believe that Kushustan could truly succeed in descending, it was more likely that at the moment the effect of the Tomb of the Dead Silence ended, he would be slain by the strong from all sides.

But that was only in regard to the outside world.

For him and all the Transcendents trapped in the barrier at this moment, this was an inescapable deadly situation.

Timing, geographical, and human conditions, nothing was on their side.

The only outcome, perhaps, was to become part of the limb connector or to become a controlled walking corpse.

But he still didn’t want to die.

Just then, Burshman, covered in blood and fragments of limbs, suddenly let out a piercing shriek.

Accompanied by an immeasurably evil aura that suddenly swelled, those limbs sewn onto his body swayed lightly in a bizarre and nauseating manner like aquatic plants.

This scene made Casimo dizzy, and the cold sweat on his forehead became even more pronounced.@@novelbin@@

At this moment, having devoured more than a dozen Fourth Rankers in a short time, Burshman’s momentum suddenly surged to an unprecedented level.

Just the malice coming towards him was enough to make one’s legs go weak.

He had become even more powerful!

Casimo sounded the alarm in his mind.

Almost all the human Transcendents present were just entering Fourth Rank; even the veterans were far from reaching Fifth Rank Legend.

Therefore, even if they could use their Extraordinary Abilities at the moment, facing an enemy like Burshman, they essentially had no chance of winning.

Accompanied by a burst of substantial black smoke that slowly spilled out from within his body, the power of the Divine-given factors unique to the Demon revealed itself before everyone.

Where the black smoke passed, those official Transcendents who had just died tragically on the ground, their bones made a “crackling” noise within their bodies, and they stood up again like the undead, their eyes glinting with a faint green light, unanimously turning their gazes towards most of the still-living Transcendents in the field.

“Only eleven more, and my ascension trial can be completed…”

Burshman murmured in an evil tone.

No… I must save myself.

Seeing this, Casimo clenched his teeth, silently thinking in his mind.

At this moment, the entire battle was a one-sided slaughter, and the crowd was already in chaos. His subordinates from the Military Department had been scattered; either dead in Burshman’s hands, becoming part of him, or their whereabouts unknown.

Fortunately, not far away, Casimo spotted the captain of the substitute punisher squad.