During the fierce fight, the Void Monster roared violently, kicked its claws back and forth on the surrounding mushroom handles, and pounced on Gordon from all angles, launching a frenzied attack at all costs.
He continued to bleed, became increasingly weak, and was unable to use his most advantageous invisibility ability. If he didn't fight quickly, he would definitely die at the hands of this human being.
Gao Deng retreated quickly, dodging and wandering, not giving the opponent a chance to fight for his life. "Pop!" The mushrooms swayed one after another, and were picked up by the Void Monster's claws, flying in all directions like tattered cotton wool.
After a while, the Void Monster's attack slowed down, and it wanted to free its hands to tear off the screaming leech. Gordon immediately pounced on it, and quickly counterattacked. This time, he refused to give an inch, and used attack to attack, entangling the Void Monster.
.The breath micro technique is like a trembling wave, removing the tyrannical power of the virtual demon monster time and time again.
The Void Monster's breathing became louder and louder, and his physical strength dropped sharply. The large amount of blood loss made him dizzy, and the figure of his opponent began to become blurry. "Bang, bang!" He was in a daze, and received dozens of blows to his lower abdomen, which hit him hard.
He stumbled and hit his back on a mushroom.
The eagle soared! Gao Deng suddenly flew up, spread his arms, and rushed towards the phantom monster like an eagle.
The phantom monsters jumped up at the same time, rolled like balls in the air, and slammed into Gordon like whistling stones.
The figures of the two sides were about to come into contact, and the Void Monster's vision suddenly went dark, and he couldn't see anything. A cloak rolled out from Gordon's body, covering the Void Monster like a black cloud!
Fish flip! Gordon flipped over in the air and dodged to the left side of the Void Monster. The totem heartbeat roared, and a ray of pure and primitive power rushed out and gathered into his fist.
"Bang!" The Void Monster fell from the air, its head exploded like a watermelon, and its brains splattered out.
Gordon landed lightly and ripped off the screaming leeches from his legs. This was the reason why he chose this place for the decisive battle. As long as the Void Monster's blood flow continued, it could not become invisible, and its combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
Digging open the belly button of the Void Monster, Gordon found more than a dozen crystals the size of soybeans. These are the magic stones naturally produced by the Void Monster. They are bright, transparent, and hexagonal. When light shines on them, the refraction changes.
, complicated and confusing, this is how the phantom monster becomes invisible. Humans boil the phantom light stones and take them to improve their ability to sense light. Gordon hid the phantom light stones, put on his cloak, erased traces along the way, and returned to the ruins of the temple.
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There was silence in the ruins. No. 29 lay frozen on the ground, still holding the smoke and water jade incense burner with his fingers. Gordon first retracted the hidden weapons one by one, holding a pair of daggers in his hands, and his eyes scanned the surroundings inch by inch. After a long time, he suddenly said: "Come out.
, stop hiding."
No one answered, only his voice echoed quietly.
"I've always wondered why I bumped into a Void Monster here?" Gordon smiled slightly, as if talking to a non-existent object, "Although the monster is a high-level civilized race, the Void Monster is just a low-level monster.
With low intelligence, he cannot understand the ancient books and scrolls in the temple, and it is impossible for him to be interested in these treasures, otherwise he would have swept them away long ago."
"Then why does he appear here? There is only one reason. There is something here that the Void Monster must obtain."
"All monsters, regardless of level, have their own special hobbies. And the hobby of the Void Monster is - goblins! They like to prey on goblins the most, so I guess there must be a little goblin hiding in the ruins of the temple.
Only fairies attract ghost monsters. Besides, I heard your sneezing."
"Now I understand that I don't have to fight to the death with the Void Monster. His target is not me, but you."
Gordon said in a soft and friendly tone: "I have killed the Void Monster, you are safe. Come out, I promise not to hurt you." Among the fairies, goblins are the rarest and most precious. They are as small as fingers,
He is smart, talented, and has mysterious whereabouts. He appears in forests, swamps, grasslands, snow-capped mountains and other inaccessible places.
Some goblins can help humans purify source power, some are good at treasure hunting, some are natural alchemists, and some can cast terrible curses... If humans can form a heart alliance with goblins, the benefits will be endless.
Unfortunately, goblins are extremely difficult to find and difficult to tame once found. There are only a handful of humans who can own goblins.
Gordon waited patiently for a long time, but there was still silence in his ears.
If you haven't escaped yet, you will never escape again. Gordon said in his heart, he bent down, found several packets of insect repellent powder from No. 29's body, and sprinkled it around.
"Sneeze!" He heard a sound as light as a mosquito, rushed out, and grabbed the smoke and water jade incense burner on the ground. The sound of sneezing came from the incense burner.
Gordon held the incense burner with his palm, leaving only a small gap, and slowly poured out the ashes accumulated in the burner.
A soft, warm little thing rolled down into the palm of his hand. Gordon gently pinched it with his fingers. The black little thing twisted and let out a "ha-ha-ha" laugh.
It was indeed a real little goblin, but it was completely different from what Gordon had imagined!
Its head is small and round, its messy hair is dirty and thin, and it has several bald patches, exposing its pink scalp. Its face is covered with dust, its small black eyes are wide open, and its nostrils are trailing.
With a muddy nose, he put his dirty fingers in his mouth to suck, while he kept smirking at Gordon: "Heh-heh-heh."
Gordon stayed for a moment, trying to keep a kind smile on his face: "My name is Gordon. I am a kind-hearted person. I like to be friends with goblins the most. You don't have to be afraid or pretend to be anything. If you don't like me, I will
I promise to let you go safely."
The little goblin had a puzzled expression on his face, sniffed, and stretched his finger to Gordon's mouth: "Eat-eat-eat."
Is it testing my sincerity? Gordon thought to himself and had to lick his sticky fingers and asked: "Can I know your name?"
The little goblin tilted his head, thinking blankly for a long time, and then giggled at Gordon.
Could it be that he was a fool? Gordon had heard that some goblins were born with brain damage and were abandoned by their parents in the wild to fend for themselves. He thought for a moment, then simply spread his palms and said softly: "It seems you don't like it very much."
"I, then you go, I will bless you forever." This is to test whether the other party is pretending to be stupid. If the little goblin really leaves, of course he will not be polite. If he cannot be subdued, at least he can exchange for a large amount of blood points.
The little goblin stared at Gordon blankly for a while, then suddenly opened his arms, hugged Gordon's little finger, and sucked it hard. "Bah - bah - bah!" It frowned, loosened its fingers, and spat desperately.
It turned out that he was really a fool. Gordon sighed in disappointment. The brainless goblin was worthless, and once a heart alliance was made, the goblin would live in the heart and absorb the essence of the magic tree to grow. But who would spend magic for a fool?
What about the life tree?
"Let's go." Gordon's smile disappeared, leaving the little goblin behind and walking towards the black gold altar. He picked up the jade scroll and was about to inspect it when his boots were pulled. Looking down, the little goblin was lying on his back.
On the toes of his boots, he raised his arms: "Hug-hug-hug!"
Gordon picked up the toe of his boot and shook it away. The little goblin rolled to the ground. It got up, raised its head, and stared at Gordon blankly.
"Go - go - go." Gordon turned his head indifferently, and his eyes fell on the scroll again. Although he was familiar with the writing of the Shacao tribe, the content of the scroll was still obscure and difficult to understand.
But after a while, the little goblin climbed onto the boots again and tugged on his pants: "Look - look - look!" It sucked in the snot, then spit it out quickly, sucked it into the nostrils, and spurted it out again. Finally,
It raised its little face and smiled silly at Gordon.
"I'm sorry, this skill is of no use to me." Gordon looked at the little goblin and said calmly, "Maybe you can understand, maybe you can't. This world is realistic and cruel. If you are useless, you will be abandoned.
So I can't help you."
He grabbed it and threw it far away.
The little goblin rolled a few times on the ground and struggled to get up. It stood alone with blank eyes, watching Gordon forcefully write down the contents of all the scrolls and slates, then smash them, bury them, and put the cigarette
I put the jade incense burner and precious marrow incense into my arms and walked out of the temple.
"No - no - no!" The little goblin rushed forward, hugged Gordon's boots tightly, shook his head desperately, his dark eyes filled with tears.
Gordon kicked it away, and it rushed forward again, limping and staggering. Only then did Gordon realize that this little goblin was not only mentally disabled, but also had one of its legs disabled.
Gordon's heart seemed to be suddenly touched by something. He looked at it silently, watching it grab the trouser leg with difficulty, climb up, fall down, continue climbing, and fall down again.
It's like a mountain that can never be climbed. However, there are only people who can't climb it. How can there be a mountain that can't be climbed?
Finally, with a bruised face and a swollen face, the little goblin climbed onto Gordon's palm, panting. "No-no-no." It opened its eyes and looked at Gordon pleadingly.
"Everyone has to make a fool once." Gordon stared at the little goblin for a long time, stretched out his ring finger, squeezed out the blood, and made a heart-to-heart alliance.
"Cancan, let's just call you Cancan."
"Cicada - cicada." The little goblin nodded seriously and laughed through tears.
"Cancan."
"Cicada--Cicada." On the Demonic Life Tree in the heart, Cicada cicada hugged the branches, mumbled her name in her mouth, with a silly smile on her face, and fell asleep sweetly, which she had never done before.