Chapter 119 The Correct Way to Open the BUG Amulet

The clay golem got up from the ground in full view of everyone, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Clay golem vs. Demon King Duriel?

A strange scene emerged in Barbara's and the other two's minds. The clay golem, which was only two meters tall, stood beside Duriel, who was more than five meters tall, punching and kicking, like a kindergarten kid attacking an adult.

Everyone present knew about the necromancer's clay golem. This seemingly powerful puppet that was not affected by anything and could be summoned anytime and anywhere was actually a scumbag. No one would waste precious skill points on such a useless skill that could only be learned at level one at most.

The level one clay golem had an appallingly low life, damage, movement and attack speed. Not to mention Duriel, anyone present could kill him with one finger.

For a moment, Ender and Hank looked ashen, sitting on the ground as if paralyzed, with a blank look in their eyes. If I had known this, I would have begged Archangel Tyrael to grant me power. Even if I couldn't defeat Duriel, at least I wouldn't be powerless to fight back.

The space was still sealed, and Duriel didn't seem to be weakened at all... Desperate, desperate. What the king's ambition, what the sixth pole of mankind, all of them are just bubbles.

"Ha, ha ha ha..." Duriel laughed loudly, and even raised one of his claws and flicked it lightly at the corner of his eyes. It felt like it was about to die of laughter. This damn archangel made such a big fuss, but ended up with such a ridiculous ending. What can a mere clay golem do?

Deliver food? Struggle to death?

"Human stupidity is hopeless." Duriel finally stopped laughing, and felt compassion for the world. Now that Tyrael's clone has disappeared, there is no rush to deal with these little bugs.

"Really?" Lan Wu chuckled, like a little fox who stole a hen, indescribably proud.

Barbara, who had not spoken since Tyrael appeared, frowned slightly when she heard Lan Wu's words, and subconsciously began to think about what Lan Wu meant by this.

"Duriel, you have no chance of winning against me." Lan Wu laughed loudly, arrogantly.

"Interesting little bug." Duriel laughed, raised his claws and hooked at Lan Wu: "I admire your arrogance and ignorance. Come on, let me see how you can defeat me."

Lan Wu chuckled and said nothing. He flicked his finger, and one of the fifteen little suns surrounding him suddenly burst out and sank into the body of the clay golem.

In an instant, everyone's heart was slightly shaken for no reason. Then they saw that the soil under the feet of the clay golem was like liquid, quickly climbing up the clay golem. In just a blink of an eye, the clay demon's body expanded, and its height soared by 50 centimeters to 2.5 meters.

Lan Wu laughed and snapped his fingers. One after another, small suns sank into the clay demon's body. Every time a light ball sank in, the mud on the ground covered the clay demon's body, and its height soared by half a meter. Ten light balls sank in a row, and the clay demon suddenly grew five meters, reaching a height of about seven meters.

The current situation suddenly changed. Duriel, who was five meters high, stood in front of the clay demon of about seven meters, like a junior high school student standing in front of an adult.

Duriel witnessed the weird scene in front of him, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets. The ancient memory was unknowingly dug up again. The monster in front of him, which was made of mud and stone, brought back some bad memories.

Roar!

The clay demon let out a low roar. It is no longer the clay puppet whose facial features could be barely distinguished before. Its facial features are clearly identifiable. The deep roar from the huge mouth that is still dripping with wet mud is like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

Bang, bang, bang... The clay golem took a big step and headed straight for Duriel who was not far away. With every step, the ground shook violently like an earthquake, and even Duriel couldn't help shaking.

"This is definitely not a Titan!" Duriel came to his senses and rushed forward with an angry roar. No demon king can tolerate being deceived by a tiny human.

After a while, the two huge figures collided heavily.

"I killed the last Titan with my own hands!" Duriel knocked the clay golem away, and a pair of front claws left two deep scars half a meter deep on its chest. But in a few breaths, the mud on the ground automatically climbed up, and the deep scars healed almost instantly.

The clay golem roared again and pounced again. A thick arm with a diameter of one meter hit Duriel's chest like a pile driver. This blow came so fast that even Duriel couldn't react. Lan Wu and his companions only felt a flash before their eyes, and saw Duriel retreat several steps after being hit by a punch, and more than a dozen pairs of claws plowed the ground into pieces.

"Not enough, not enough." Lan Wu looked disappointed. He thought that this would be enough to deal with Duriel, but in the end, he was just barely on par, and might even fall behind. He was no longer stingy, and flicked his fingers, and the last five light balls were flicked into the body of the clay golem.

As soon as the light balls entered, the body of the clay golem suddenly swelled. In a moment, one head reached ten meters tall, and one arm was almost thicker than Duriel's waist. Judging from the appearance, the clay golem is very attractive, and every move is full of graceful power.

"Titan!" Duriel shuddered. He could hardly believe his eyes. The monster in front of him was clearly the Titans, who were once known as the sons of the earth and fought fiercely with the forces of hell. Apart from the Titans, who were known as the strongest, which other race had such a tall body.

In an instant, the not-so-good memories flooded into his mind again like a tide. Duriel was distracted for only a little while, and the thick arm of the clay golem attacked again at a speed that was completely inconsistent with the laws of physics.

Puff.

Duriel couldn't dodge and was hit on the forehead by an arm. He was completely stunned for a moment, and a mouthful of black blood came out of his mouth, spraying the clay golem all over his body.

With a hissing sound, the clay golem's body surface stained with blood began to emit curls of white smoke. Demon blood is very poisonous, and the blood of the demon king is even more poisonous. But the clay golem is made of mud and is not a living thing. The highly corrosive blood barely corroded a thin layer of soil. The soil on the ground instantly filled up again, and had no effect on it.

"Get out of here quickly." Lan Wu shuddered and immediately shouted and floated back. If it gets a little bit of this, I'm afraid even the bones will be corroded to the point that there is not even a bone residue left.

Barbara and the other two didn't need Lan Wu's reminder. When they saw that the clay golem's body surface was corroded by a layer of soil, the three of them turned around and fled immediately.

"Why can you summon a Titan?" Duriel was full of resentment.

The Titans, who claim to be invincible as long as they stand on the ground, are the characteristics of the monster in front of them. It's hard to scrape off a little mud here, but it's good over there, and it's immediately filled up.

How can we fight this?

"I don't know." Lan Wu helplessly spread his hands.

God knows why the clay golem summoned by the necromancer is related to some Titan. If there is any connection, it is only because I just attached fifteen small bug amulets to the clay golem.

If it were in the game, a level 105 clay golem could clear the hell difficulty with just this. High damage, high life, high recovery... From this point of view, it is really the same as the Titan.

I didn't know it before, until Tyrael's clone poured all the remaining power into the fifteen small bug amulets, he knew that this is how the amulet is used.

Recalling that when I first saw that the summoned Lan Ya could be upgraded, I unilaterally believed that the amulet increased the skill level limit. Now I think about it and blush.

"Well, it's all Tyrael's fault." Lan Wu decisively pushed the responsibility to Tyrael, who was nowhere to be found, and secretly rejoiced.

"What a pity." Lan Wu was full of regret and looked up at the battlefield over there. At this time, Duriel had no time to scold him for his shamelessness. He was forced to retreat step by step by the clay golem that was in full advantage. He was so resentful in his heart.

Why can't a human do anything else? Why summon a Titan? Is there any way for the demons to survive?

"Damn it." Duriel suddenly stabbed his claws into the chest of the clay golem and tried to lift it up. Unexpectedly, the clay golem's feet were less than one meter off the ground. With a muffled bang, it hit the ceiling and fell to the ground.

Titans standing on the ground are invincible.

Duriel wanted to cry but had no tears. If he had known that this little bug could summon a Titan, he should have swallowed him at the first time. In a few thoughts, it was hit by the clay golem several more times, and the shell on its chest that was harder than gold and iron was beaten with spider web-like cracks.

Seeing that the clay golem was getting braver and braver, Duriel couldn't help but retreat. The Titans brought a lot of trouble to Hell back then. If it weren't for the fact that these big guys were simple-minded and easily fell into the trap, even the three great demons would be helpless to kill a Titan.

No matter how high the damage is, it can't withstand the rough skin and fast recovery of human flesh.

Thinking of this, Duriel is worthy of being the devil king of hell. It suddenly blocked the arm of the clay stone demon, and took the opportunity to outline a magic hexagram array with its claws.

"I will come back." Duriel stared at Lan Wu in the distance with resentment, and suddenly injected all his magic power into the magic array under him. In an instant, the magic array burst into dazzling light.

"Leave it!" Lan Wu was not willing to miss such a good opportunity. A real demon king. Even an idiot knows how much magic energy can be absorbed after killing it.

The clay stone demon heard Lan Wu's order, roared, pressed with a thick arm, and swung the other arm suddenly, hitting Duriel's face heavily.

With a puff, half of the mouthparts were mixed with black blood and sprinkled in the air. Duriel howled miserably and roared madly: "Just wait, I will definitely kill you."

Amid the roar, Duriel's huge body suddenly disappeared without a trace in the magic circle. As soon as it disappeared, the magic circle on the ground lost its magic supply and dimmed again.

"What a pity, what a pity." Lan Wu was very sorry.

In the dim environment, he didn't notice that the last half of Duriel's mouthparts, mixed in a pool of blood, had flown above his head.