My Cell Prison

Chapter 770: Chapter 770: Close Combat Mage

Balancing both close combat and spellcasting and striving to reach a sufficient height is basically an impossible thing.

“You can’t have your cake and eat it.” Our ancestors have long told us this principle.

After all, a person’s energy is extremely limited. Just like how Han Dong immerses himself in the [Library] to study magic for a year, basically, he spends all day there… How would he find time to hone his physical body and train his combat skills?

Same goes for Abe of Hundred Beasts. Every day, he needs to train intensely with various types of beast knights in the Behemoth Knight Group.

The time spent sleeping and eating has been cut down to four hours.

Moreover, there’s a high chance of injuries during real combat, which makes it impossible to study magic knowledge.

But…this only applies to ordinary people.

Han Dong is different. The special trait of ‘Assembled Body’ exempts him from many detours.

For instance, in the case of ‘body training’, the physical body it takes others years or even decades to mold, Han Dong can assemble an already trained body within the limit of cellular tolerance.

However, another problem needs to be considered.

Even if you have a well-trained body, you still need ‘Battle Skills’ to manifest the potential of the physical body.

Han Dong needs to study magic, conduct experiments, manage manor affairs and various tasks of the knight regiment on a daily basis… Therefore, the learning time for ‘Battle Skills’ must be minimized.

As such, he had to say goodbye to basic weapons like swords, spears, axes, and halberds.

The question then shifts back to – ‘How to express the potential of the physical body without relying on conventional battle skills’

The answer lies within Han Dong himself – ‘Tentacles’.

Scarlet Manor.

When Han Dong first met the Count and saw the Bloodhound, he found the answer in his heart – Use ‘Advanced Tentacle Skill – Isomerization’ as his special battle technique to exhaust the potential of the physical body.

As for regular close combat weapons, Han Dong could not handle them.

However, the jewelry that was the final treasure of the ‘Clown Revival’ chain event precisely relieved Han Dong’s problem of not being able to handle weapons… It could amplify the Bloodhound directly through Nether Blood.

Han Dong’s actualization of his close combat ability turned into something similar to a factory assembly line.

‘G Arm Activation’ → ‘Demonization (dismantle arm into tentacles)’ → ‘Isomerization (Bloodhound)’ → ‘Fusion with Nether Blood’

The most important issue to consider in this process is ‘Physical Burden’.

The acquisition of the Clown’s body trunk perfectly solved this problem.

Unlike Dumps.

The ‘Close Combat Mage’ role Han Dong played leaned towards being non-human, it was a vivid exemplification of a ‘Chaotic State’.

[Abyssal Bloodhound Arm]

1. Dark red dog manes fluttered in the air.

2. The overall length of the arm is slightly longer but it doesn’t exceed the human range.

3. The back of the arm embodied strip-shaped muscular tissues and some blood clots stacked like crystals (Most concentrated and convex on the shoulder, making the whole arm appear slender)

4. The forearm absorbed the power of Nether Blood in its Bloodhound form. The hundred eyes scattered all over the body formed four sinister eyes, symmetrically arranged on both sides of the arm.

5. The ‘Dog Mouth’ corresponds to the ‘Palm’. Compared to the previous Bloodhound, it’s simplified and reduced, still retaining the ‘five-finger structure’.

The palm of the hand is the mouth,

The fingers are the lips,

The fingers with gum tissue are filled with blood-dripping pointed teeth.

As for the ‘Skull of the Abyssal Blood’ that was fused in, it was embedded on the back of his hand.

Such a form retained the original framework of a human arm, which was convenient for Han Dong’s manipulation, while the nature and strength of the Bloodhound were perfectly elevated to attain the strongest close combat posture.

…

Overall, the size seemed more ‘compact’ than before, but its strength was several times that of the Count’s Bloodhound… At this moment, the Count who had gained 50% control of the right arm was ecstatic as he had never experienced such power before.

In a wave of the hand,

There were no flashy battle technique actions.

The Abyssal Bloodhound Arm instantly locked onto thirty enemies.

Lengthening, multiplying, expanding, splitting…

In an instant, the Flesh Flower withered.

As flesh fell out from between the teeth of the Bloodhound, Miss Lisa repressed her discomfort, using her willpower to resist the mental pressure looming in her brain nerves.

She retrieved the Blasphemy Scripture and began processing the scattered fragments of flesh.

The scent of meat filling the room decreased by almost half in an instant.

Obviously, Marysia had not expected Han Dong to have such formidable power… she did not manage to transfer her consciousness before more than thirty flesh bodies were destroyed.

Ah!!

The enchanting voice instantly turned into a shriek filled with resentment.

The black sand on the ground was quickly covered by the spurting meat soup.

Countless faces of tormented souls surfaced non-stop on the meat soup like bubbles, twisted with pain and anger.

Just as the meat soup reached their knees, a strange phenomenon occurred.

Splash!

The ground beneath them, on which they should be standing, suddenly disappeared… It was as if they had fallen into a huge pot of meat soup.

The two continuously sank in the thick, meat-fragrant soup, and various size flesh blossoms began to grow on their bodies in an attempt to restrict their movements.

“Hmm? The Meat Domain… can it have such a large impact on reality? It seems that this Marysia was a formidable demon in her lifetime.”

While Han Dong was nonchalantly thinking about this during the sinking process, Miss Lisa was already somewhat struggling.

After enduring the double pressure brought by the demon and Han Dong, now that she sank into the domain of the demon, her thoughts were almost shattered by the pressure, and she showed a certain degree of madness.

Seeing this,

Han Dong moved his mouth close to Lisa’s ear and gave a soft laugh.

Ha ha…

The sound of madness immediately crawled into her brain like a centipede, forcibly interrupting her brain’s operation and making her faint.

At the same time, he split out a crow, biting onto Lisa’s armor, keeping their sinking speed consistent.

As they sank to the very bottom,

The true body of [Marysia, the Flesh Flower] revealed itself.

It reached a staggering ten meters in height.

She used a colossal Rafflesia flower as her throne.

Each petal of the Rafflesia flower has devouring ability.

And she herself stood in the center of the flower.

The other part was a giant female figure assembled and embedded with countless female bodies, with a golden crown on her head.

This image is enough to signify her high status in her lifetime, probably even above a count.

Caw~

The crow, carrying the unconscious Miss Lisa, left the current area.

Just when Han Dong himself had just landed at the bottom of the meat soup, Marysia, full of rage, suddenly waved her hand. Hundreds of fleshy tentacles whistled towards him, leaving no place to hide.

However, Han Dong did not intend to hide.

“Count, I’m giving you 100% control of the right arm… Let’s fight together.”

“Hmph! You still need my help.”

Hum… (Sound of spell resonance)

The formation rotated, the Crow Wand was raised in his left palm, and the Death Qi rose.

Han Dong on the left, the Count on the right.

It looked like a Crow Pharaoh who commanded death, leading his beloved mad dog on a personal hunt…