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Chapter 272: Mountaineering Styles (Part 1)

The heavy tentacles struck down one after another with the momentum of tearing the air and the earth apart, landing on the place where Xi La was a second ago. Xi La could even feel the ground shaking.

The hundreds or even thousands of tentacles on Purcell's body are already too few to describe. Calculated on an eight-story building, tentacles as thick as a baby's forearm densely occupy two-thirds of the area on Cell's body.

That is the fear and pressure that can only be felt when covered by its shadow.

When you look up, you will see densely packed tentacles squirming and intertwining, filling the entire field of vision. It will give people a sense of fear that they are in a snake pit and are about to be drowned by a group of snakes dropped down. For patients with trypophobia, just seeing

This scene will make you lose your fighting spirit.

That is a terrifying body that can be described as intimidating. As Xiela said, Seer's image makes people completely unable to connect with the clergy. Anyone can see that he is a complete monster. In terms of shape,

There is no possibility of peaceful coexistence.

The tentacles wrapped around its body can deflate the steel plate armor with just one blow. The leather armor is like nothing in front of it, and the impact brought by its weight and speed can instantly shatter a person's internal organs.

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Taking into account the number of attacks caused by the number of tentacles on its body, destroying a city is just a trivial matter. Destroying a country is not impossible.

Although Purcell's movement speed is not very fast, it is still compared to its huge body.

It moves at a speed of tens of meters per second. Without special means of movement, no one can escape from it.

Even Xiela didn't dare to stay in one place and be attacked continuously by Cell. If he really stood up with a shield, even if Cell wouldn't control the tentacles to attack from the side, there would be hundreds or even thousands of them.

The tentacles above the head's head struck more than ten times in one second, which was enough to nail Xila directly into the ground.

The only good news is that the coverage of these tentacle attacks is not too dense.

Because they are afraid that the tentacles will draw the tentacles, they directly tie themselves into a deadlock. The tentacles will not be drawn from the side when they are struck, but will only fall straight from the top, and there will be more or less blows in between.

Xila left a certain amount of room to dodge.

In order to prevent being blocked in one place by the tentacles, Xila kept moving at high speed, raising his right hand from time to time, with his palm facing the sky. A not too small diamond-shaped transparent light shield was suspended above his right hand, and it revolved around according to Xila's thoughts.

His right hand moves freely.

"In about half a minute, the left hand will be able to recover," Xiela thought silently in his mind, "I have to find an opportunity to change the Shield of Pure Light to my left hand -"

While thinking about it, Xila suddenly changed direction and dodged several tentacle attacks.

Then he suddenly waved his right hand and threw the light shield into the air. The translucent light shield suddenly lit up, three tentacles hit the activated light shield heavily at the same time, and sparks flashed across the surface.

Xila used the force to jump back and avoided the attack of the third round of tentacles.

"Tsk...it's really annoying..."

Xila couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Purcell floats in the air about ten meters, and the length of its tentacles is more than thirty meters. It takes about three seconds from lifting up to charging up and falling to the ground.

Its attack speed is really not very fast, and its trajectory is relatively easy to predict.

The problem is, the frequency is too high...

And it was a blow from top to bottom. If it weren't for Xiela's relatively high perception attribute, which allowed him to feel without raising his head and there were no tentacles on his head, he would have to run away with his head held high now.

There is almost no difficulty in parrying Seer's attack. Xiela is confident that he can ensure his survivability under the tentacles even without using a defensive posture.

But that's too much trouble.

Like normal times, whether it is dodging or parrying, the attacker's movements can be temporarily slowed down, and the moment when the slowness appears is the moment when Xila counterattacks. But fighting with Seer is different - even if you are not qualified.

Blocked Cell's attack. The force fed back could only make one tentacle stiff, while the other tentacles could still attack Xila with normal strength and speed.

Finally, Xila waited until the moment when her left hand regained consciousness.

"Oops!"

At the moment when Xila changed hands of the Pure Light Shield, due to the momentary distraction, he made an inadvertent move and was about to be hit by six tentacles at the same time!

But at this moment, time seemed to slow down instantly——

To be precise, Purcell's speed has slowed down.

The sky was blurry, and a gray road seemed to be moving slowly but quickly, covering all the tentacles that were holding Xi La.

The next second, dozens of sword lights flashed at the same time, the tentacles were instantly cut into pieces, and large areas of dirty, sticky black blood suddenly burst out.

Xi La avoided the pieces of meat that slowly fell to the ground. Looking at the pieces of meat that were cut into fist-sized pieces and still twitching, she couldn't help but feel sick.

But then he thought about it, and he was confused about the identity of the person who saved him——

Scott the devil dog?

Why did he save me?

"Now we are clear. Even though the pure light shield you had before is completely redundant."

Scott's unique cold voice sounded in Silla's ears. Silla was stunned for a moment, but showed a harmless smile: "Thank you... I owe you once, I will remember it."

"You don't owe me...I said, we are settled."

At a speed that Silla didn't react at all, Scott picked up Silla's robe from behind and threw him directly into the garden of Anvilia.

On the other side, Cell, whose tentacles were cut off for the first time, let out a sharp roar.

That roar had no power at all, but was just complete noise.

Just listening to its screams makes you feel as uncomfortable as cold metal being inserted into your head and stirring.

But Scott had no fear.

He raised his head and looked at the tentacles that were attacking him from all directions, showing a cold and mocking smile: "It's just... too slow."

Not the slightest exaggeration.

The attack that could have been easily avoided by Scott was no different from being at rest after being slowed down by ten times.

The sword light, like a blooming lotus, bloomed in all directions at the same time. In less than a second, nearly a hundred tentacles were cut off.

But Scott's clothes were not even stained. There was no trace of nervousness on his expression, and he was just wandering around with a sword under the tentacles.

"I probably understand your attack speed... speeding it up sixty-four times is a bit of a challenge."

Scott's cold voice echoed in the sky.

Only then did Purcell notice that Scott, who was still below, had disappeared at some point. And a vague gray trace spread diagonally upward for nearly fifty meters, directly passing through Purcell's body.

Arrived above Sel.

The next moment, Scott fell from the sky and stepped lightly on Purcell's butterfly wings.

At this time, dozens of sword lights flashed through the rapidly disappearing gray traces at the same time. Along with Seer's painful wail, the gray traces had been completely hollowed out, and a large pool of black blood formed like a fountain.

The group exploded, and shallow sword marks could be seen around the entrance of the cave. Purcell's whole body twitched due to the huge damage, and he wailed on the spot and briefly lost his ability to attack.

Therefore, Purcell naturally could not hear Scott talking to himself: "What are you going to do next, Roland?"

"First chop off its three eyes. Move a little slower, don't beat it to death."

Roland's voice rang from Scott's ear: "This position cannot be attacked by Seir's tentacles, and if it comes to divine magic, Xila will counter it. You can rest assured." (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please

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