Lobotomy: Battle Master's Strongest Knight

"Wait, this isn't right. What happened to the prediction that mass production would inevitably lead to failure? How did these things even get generated?"

After a brief exchange with the insectoid Kali, Roland was speechless. After just a few moves, he found his hands felt like lead, unable to lift again. Just then, Kali appeared before him, wielding her greatsword in a horizontal slash aimed at his waist.

"Senior, I'm here to help!"

At this critical moment, Don Quixote pulled on the reins and came in front of Roland, swinging his lance to block the attack.

However, in that brief moment of exchange, Don Quixote felt the tip of his spear suddenly crack, and a brute force flowed through the spear into his arm.

"Such powerful strength, such precise skills, truly worthy of being a legendary finisher."

"I told you, Xiao Tang, let's talk about chasing stars after the fight is over."

After a sigh, Don Quixote and Roland retreated to create some distance, with the former then taking the newly forged lance from Sancho's hands.

However, just as the insect-like creature Kali was about to launch its next attack, a bright red blade pierced directly from its chest and then swung upwards, slicing open its body.

Why do I always run into so many weird and wonderful things after I come out?

After making a sarcastic remark, Carly slashed her opponent's limbs repeatedly, rendering him incapable of fighting. She then followed up with a series of rapid slashes, turning him into an irreversible blood mist.

However, just as Kali had completely defeated one of her opponents, she suddenly sensed something, turned around, and slashed at the air with her sword. With a clang of swords clashing, another Kali insect appeared in front of her opponent and then slashed at the blade in her hand.

However, just as Roland and Azure Echo were about to provide support, they discovered that two more replica insects named Kali had emerged from their surroundings and attacked Kali and Roland's group respectively.

"So far, only three have appeared, which means that the increase in value for that thing is conditional. It would be even better if there were fewer."

After a brief exchange of complaints, Roland and Don Quixote teamed up to fend off the onslaught of insects, Carly. However, just as the two sides were locked in a difficult stalemate, the countless insect corpses gradually collapsed amidst a series of teeth-grinding chewing sounds, revealing the original ground beneath.

As the last insect's corpse was devoured by its newborn offspring, a similar core formed again, then began to rotate and pulsate, emitting the same piercing sonic waves as before.

After the piercing sound wave radiated across the entire battlefield, Roland felt a series of clamoring sounds in his mind. Finally, his body, which had been restored by the healing ampoule, underwent another mutation, growing a wriggling, contracting worm-like exoskeleton.

Even with divine protection, Don Quixote sensed the birth of new life within his body. These new life forms were able to resist attacks from his blood and continued to suck and reproduce.

Upon realizing this, Don Quixote immediately used his Blood Hardening Technique to create squares within his body, sealing away each of the newly born lives. He then let out a long sigh and exclaimed:

"Cough, so the finishers have to fight against such beings every moment? Even if they use hard blood magic to seal them, they can still be penetrated. It's a dangerous yet desirable profession."

"Well, logically speaking, we finishers shouldn't need to fight such an overpowered thing."

Upon hearing Don Quixote's words, Roland couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, while also feeling a bit envious of the special abilities Don Quixote possessed as a Blood Demon.

"No wonder Elena was so tough to beat, this ability is really useful."

Looking at Don Quixote, who had recovered and joined the battle, Roland shook his head and then couldn't help scratching his skin.

As the insect's shell appeared, Roland felt an excruciating itch in those areas, as if countless insects were wriggling and gnawing beneath his skin.

"Wait, this doesn't feel like it."

Upon realizing this, Roland immediately looked at his arm and found that there was indeed something throbbing under his skin. He then immediately swung his sword and cut open his skin.

However, as the skin cracked open, a large number of white worms crawled out from the cut skin, sparsely falling to the ground and making a nauseating hissing sound.

"No, I've encountered enough missions, but I've never seen anything this disgusting. I think I suddenly understand the necessity of the smog war."

However, after Roland made a somewhat speechless remark, he discovered that his internal organs were also starting to itch. He then spat out a mouthful of blood and swayed as he used his longsword to support his body.

Even though he had already formed a preliminary judgment in his mind, Roland still felt a chill run down his spine after seeing the blood foam that was spit out.

In that pool of blood mixed with tissue, countless tiny white worms burrowed and swayed, their movements creating a series of soft, pattering sounds.

"I've really had enough."

However, just as Roland felt a bit exhausted, the newly reborn insect Roland appeared before him, and then raised his longsword to strike.

*Pfft*

Hearing the sound of flesh being sliced ​​open, Roland was surprised to find that he felt no pain. Looking up, he saw that Roland's head had fallen to the ground with a thud. The cut surface was eerily smooth.

However, in the instant Roland was somewhat stunned, he noticed that the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and was replaced by a dazzling pale radiance.

In the instant that he was enveloped in that pure, pale light, Roland was surprised to find that the excruciating itching and other discomfort on his body had subsided. The worms that had been writhing in his flesh and blood also seemed to have lost their strength and bowed their heads before slowly disintegrating.

As Roland looked up, he saw a knight in a pale robe holding a pure bone nail, slowly approaching the core of the swarm.

Upon sensing this new adversary, the swarm of insects emitted a piercing screech, then created distance before surging forward like a torrent.

However, faced with the overwhelming swarm of insects, the Hollow Knight slightly lowered his body, began to condense, and then his soul, which had been condensed to its extreme, suddenly erupted, transforming into a dazzling radiance that engulfed the entire domain.

Even though those insects had already adapted to a soul attack, their resilient bodies still melted away in the dazzling soul light without leaving a trace.

After the soul explosion dissipated, Roland found that the surrounding area was suddenly clear, and the creepy crawling sound was no longer there.

"Well, thank goodness. I thought I was going to evaporate along with those bugs. It looks like this problem is finally solved."

However, just as Roland breathed a sigh of relief, he noticed that the Hollow Knight ahead of him was still gripping the bone nail, fully alert. Upon noticing this, Roland froze for a moment, then covered his head with his hands.

"Could it be..."