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Chapter 9 Not blond, but still want to go against the sky?

It shouldn't be so outrageous. Could it be that it's cheating?

Looking at the rotten flesh and rotten bones on the zombies, Pei Chen shook his head vigorously. He didn't believe that this kind of thing would have a constitution of more than eight or nine o'clock, and would be paralyzed, and living people would cry.

Could it be a matter of resistance?

It seems that the monsters in this world are resistant. As long as a certain resistance exceeds 100 points, it will reach the level of immunity. Damn, this is a good setting for Dior.

Pei Chen figured out this joint and suddenly felt his head was getting bigger. He felt that the monster he hated the most was nothing more than this, or those in the Immortal Sword World, and even more disgusting, he could rebound or even absorb attack damage from certain attributes.

This kind of guy who is obviously just an ordinary monster, but if you hit it with a big move, the other party may recover blood. It is undoubtedly the most troublesome thing. A guy who is not clear about the inside story may even begin to doubt his life.

Damn, you, a legendary wizard, threw a forbidden spell onto a slime's head. Not only did the other party not hurt or hurt, but he also started to recover blood at high speed. Who wouldn't feel tired?

After lying in a big trough, that slime will not have become a sanctified body!

Probably that's it.

Ahem, it's been a long way off.

Pei Chen remembers that it seems that one of the pros in this world, the Paladin, possesses a similar skill like the Halo of Thorns? Or did he remember it wrongly, is it from World of Warcraft?

After all, I was only seventeen or eighteen years old when I was playing, and now it has been three years since then. This kind of memory is not an important one, so it naturally becomes blurred.

"What a trouble..." Pei Chen sighed long, and simply took out another short stick. This was one of his newly purchased supplies. The attributes were also very simple, so the same model [with 50% damage bonus to undead creatures].

"Heather, shoot their knees." Pei Chen rushed over with a short staff.

Heather was stunned for a moment before she realized it, and then she felt that this behavior seemed to contain great malice.

The zombies who were shot in the knee fell down suddenly, and then they were kicked by Pei Chen who was quickly approaching.

As he killed himself, Pei Chen suddenly felt that this was a good idea, so that there would basically be no waste of survival points, because Heather would always shoot the enemy's knee and weaken the enemy's movement power, and then let Pei Chen complete the final finishing attack.

Infinite space is typical for only caring about the result and not paying attention to the process, so the killing judgment falls on Pei Chen.

There are really a little more dark creatures in the wilderness, especially the closer they are to the nun’s bone burial place, the number and density of these little monsters will also increase, which is a very obvious and visible linear change.

"It's not surprising that dark creatures can never be killed." After hearing Pei Chen's doubts, Heather didn't care. He just thought he was a foreigner and didn't understand the situation. "As long as the three demons have not completely disappeared, hell will still exist, and darkness and evil will not be cut off."

"Every year or two, our Roger camp needs to send brave men to sweep the surrounding wasteland, not to eliminate it, but to suppress it. But last year we suffered heavy losses, and even the Blood Crow became an evil agent and a puppet of Andalil, so we did nothing this year."

Pei Chen understood and nodded thoughtfully, "In addition, the blood crow's behavior in the nun's bone burial place, stealing the corpse and resurrecting the dead, so the evil power becomes stronger and stronger, but you can only watch?"

Heather nodded calmly and agreed to this statement, without the awareness that Pei Chen was revealing his hometown's face. Perhaps for her, this understanding is correct? Although it is very unwilling.

"We are actually not without a solution. For example, Kasha and Lord Akara are very powerful, but they all need to protect the entire camp and cannot go out easily."

Pei Chen grabbed the black hair on his forehead and put down the rotten walker approaching him with a stick.

He wasn't skeptical of Heather's statement. After all, being able to protect such a large human settlement for so long is a good proof. Novice villages do not have monsters to attack cities, which is common sense, but when this so-called common sense is put into the real world, it's nothing.

He was just guessing the cultivation level of the two of them... Hmm, sorry, I'm here to go. How high is the strength level? What kind of star rating should he be?

After all, they should be plot characters that are no less than three-star ratings? Thinking of the star ratings mentioned by the Gunner, even the Gunner himself is only at the two-star level. Pei Chen secretly made a comparison - of course, it is very unrigorous.

However, he would not say it straightforwardly like those senior supporting roles who act as narrators, so he would not have been slapped in the face.

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Just like a female knight in a thick knight outfit, her speed is incomparable to the slutty rats and the devastation demons... What? You say you are comparing with zombies? What international jokes are you making, the kind of agility with a minimum of 1 point but up to 3 points, it takes two hours to cross a small road...

Anyway, this is the case. After Pei Chen reacted, he realized that he had unknowingly deviated from the original plan's terminating line, encouraged by the slow but eye-catching growth of the survival point.

He could even see the dilapidated building complex within his field of vision, which was the dilapidated monastery, the center of the nun’s bones-symbolically.

There was no time to quit. In the woods, five dark female knights quickly charged at the two of them and approached extremely quickly.

Pei Chen glanced at Heather speechlessly, his lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything, and grabbed the short staff and met him.

What do you say? I blame the other party for not reminding you that you have taken the wrong path?

A very distressed staff, carrying the strength of a boxer with the world-class (only referring to the low magic earth, please do not take the seat in the right place) and pulled the head to beat a dark female knight up (literally), and then fell heavily on the ground four or five meters away, and couldn't get up again.

The potential explosion of human beings itself is very powerful. The muscle strength and endurance you can exert far exceed your own imagination. It is like saving your grandson, the old man overturning the car with his bare hands... Or the mother is rushing to save the child who fell from the stairs and running at a speed that surpasses the world record...

Ahem, this is not intended to introduce a high-end setting like gene lock, but to illustrate the potential contained in the human body.

However, this kind of power is harmful to the human body. After all, strength is no matter how terrifying it is, it is a scumbag if you can't keep up with your physical condition. Imagine the end of your puncher breaking your feet and legs. It's worse than the Seven Injury Fist. At least the Seven Injury Fist will hurt people, but you're better, just hurt yourself.

Therefore, in order to protect the fragile human body, the subconscious mind restricts this power, a spontaneous protection mechanism.

However, the reason why the existence of the apostles is not human is because of this reason, even if it is not complete, it will at least occupy a large part.

With the quantitative data of the law and the subconscious mind's spontaneous protection mechanism for the body's strength, Pei Chen found that as long as he is willing, he can fully burst out all the power.

With at least 15 points of power attribute, when more than three times the terrifying power of ordinary people is fully exploded, it is not difficult to pull an enemy weighing about 100 pounds out four or five meters.

The moment the dark female knight fell to the ground, Pei Chen heard the kill prompt, starting with 12 survival points. The quick and neat attack instant kill seemed to be powerful, but in fact it could not last long. The explosions all mean that it was just an explosion. Could it be that it was a halo that was open 24 hours a day and was open all year round?

How is that possible? After all, Pei Chen has just become a reserve apostle and has barely entered the ranks of cheaters, but he still has a long way to go from the King of Ten Thousand Kills.

One side avoided the attack of a dark female knight, but the other one was unable to avoid it no matter what. Pei Chen could only barely avoid the vital points, so he was slashed on his right arm, blood gushed out, and his vitality began to drop rapidly.

I'll take a step, how could it be the heavy sword?! Pei Chen complained wildly inside, enduring the pain on his right arm, raised his short staff to face the dark female knight's big head, and raised his staff to fall. The female knight raised his sword and wanted to block it, but the next moment she stiffened her movements because she was hit by an arrow in her knee.

Pei Chen naturally would not hesitate. After three or five hours of training, he and Heather could barely say that they had a tacit understanding. They were also 15 points agility. Although the gap between the agility between the two sides was not big in the integrity of the Dark Female Knight, that integrity would probably not include being shot in the knee.

So what if it is a knight? If it is not a blonde, dazed hair, and still wants to go against the will of heaven? So another kill prompt sounded.

However, Pei Chen had no time to complain. His physique was only 7 o'clock, and he was not allowed to delay whether it was the time of the outbreak or the physical strength limit.

In just two seconds, he vaguely heard the slight sound of cloth being torn from his body, and the accompanying pain told him that it was not an illusion.

Paralysis, muscle strains may even be torn! Pei Chen twitched his mouth, and he had long felt that it was a big problem that physical attributes could not keep up with the strength attributes.

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The explosion state was over, and the five dark female knights also rushed to the team gloriously.

However, Pei Chen seemed to suffer a lot, his vitality dropped by 28 o'clock. Moreover, due to the muscle tear and strain, the status bar, which had not been moved, also came out to show his presence.

Status: Weak injury!

After lying in a large groove, what extent does the muscle injury need to be injured to directly skip the minor injury to the weak level!

With Heather's support, the two of them consciously moved away from the monastery and sat down and rested under a smooth rock as big as a lie-in-the-cow.

"The blood crow should not be able to sense this position..." Heather said so, and Pei Chen also agreed. They could no longer see the building complex of the monastery, and at least they had to be separated by hundreds of meters. If the blood crow's primary boss could still sense it, it would be amazing. The humans in this world should not say anything about fighting against evil and dedicating themselves to the light, just wash and go to bed as soon as possible.

"Heather, be wary." As he ordered this, Pei Chen took out a roll of bandages from the storage space that were unsightly.

Maybe Heather's Three Nothing is a good thing? She never asked questions, even if she saw Pei Chen's magical behavior of collecting objects from a distance, even if her eyes were full of curiosity.

Infinite Space didn't say anything about exposing storage space. It seemed that this was acquiesced? Or was it only allowed in this high-demon world with mysterious powers?

Pei Chen seemed to remember that there was a Heradik block in this world, which was a very important prop. Its main function was to store items or synthesize items. Perhaps Heather might have the effect of treating his storage space as that type of magic prop.
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