The gleaming claws brought up a gust of fishy wind. Daisy had already returned to the airborne state before the opponent turned over. Facing the attack of the chicken-cow monster, she twisted her waist to avoid one sharp claw, and then Bor's ax held the other sharp claw.
The remaining Ax of Angarumus struck heavily at the base of its wings.
The surface is rough and full of gaps. The Ax of Angarums looks like a piece of scrap iron waiting to be re-melted. The appearance can be said to be extremely poor, but this ax comes from another space. Ancient One said that it was once a local
The tribe's artifact cannot absorb the power of faith of future generations after entering the main world, but it still has no damage to the soul of the ax.
The ax blade does not have earth-shattering brilliance, nor does it have the horror of blood splattering. It is ordinary, and it seems that it can only cut through a layer of skin and then be unable to cut.
But as the owner of the axe, Daisy felt an energy being sucked out of the body of the chicken-cow monster. This energy nourished the giant axe, and there was a hint of undetectable ferocity on the axe blade.
Killing the spirit body and absorbing the soul, this is the power of the Ax of Angarumus. It is difficult to absorb the soul of a normal person, because the soul is a whole and has the body as a support. Those who can split the soul are either insane or insane.
Boss.
Ordinarily, the Ax of Angarumus is not very good at dealing with non-spiritual creatures, which is why Gu Yi is willing to give it to her as a gift. If it kills each one, Gu Yi would not be willing to give it to her with an artifact with a certain death effect.
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The chicken-cow monster is an exception. Its soul was messed up by the experiments back then, and it took hundreds of thousands and millions of years of freezing to survive to this day.
Its soul was added with a bunch of negative effects by the so-called 'sacrifice' of the swamp people, and it was as chaotic as scum. The Ax of Angarums cut off one-twentieth of its soul with one blow. p>
There was a loud "boom", and half of the wings lost consciousness. The huge thing like a mountain of meat fell to the ground, causing the wild land to shake violently. Dust flew up, and a huge crater with a diameter of 60 meters and a depth of 20 meters appeared.
In the smoke and dust.
The chicken-cow monster was injured from the fall and vomited blood. The cow's hooves clawed at the ground desperately, trying to stand up again.
Daisy quickly rushed in, went around the back of the guy's neck, and punched him hard.
This punch used 70% of the force, the air was penetrated, and the huge explosion was delayed for a second before sounding.
The expected crash to the ground did not occur. Her punch seemed to have hit steel, and the damage was not large.
The chicken-cow monster was beaten to the point where it fell to its knees. The cow's hooves were extremely powerful, and its originally bent body relied on its feet to withstand her attack.
Finding that her stun attack was ineffective, she picked up the ax and slashed hard. The chicken-cow monster had never suffered such a big loss. It was so angry that she forgot to get up. She waved her two claws wildly beside her.
It seems to tear Daisy into pieces.
Even if he was kneeling at a height of thirty meters, he was extremely oppressive. This guy should still have a lot of chicken genes in his body. Daisy saw it like a chicken eating rice, and its sharp beak was as fast as lightning, attacking her.<
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Daisy did not dodge or dodge, but raised her foot to step on the ground. The chicken-cow monster, which weighed over a hundred tons, was caught off guard. Her feet were unstable and her body staggered and fell to one side.
She showed no mercy and teleported lightly to the throat of the Cocktail Monster. The Bol's Ax in her left hand cut a scar. Before the Cocktail Monster's self-healing could take effect, the Angaromus Ax in her right hand cut out a scar.
Stuff it in, flip it with your wrist, and stir twice.
Big drops of gelatinous blood flowed out, and the blood soon gathered on the ground to form a small lake, which was muddy and smelled like chicken feces.
I hope the collector likes this collection! Daisy feels that she doesn't like this thing very much, it's too smelly, but she is still trying her best to endure it for the sake of the original cosmic energy, trying not to chop this guy to death with an axe.
The resistance of the chicken-cow monster became weaker and weaker. The monster, which was regarded as a god by the swamp people, lost a lot of blood and slowed down its movements for several beats. Daisy finally kicked it out five minutes later.
"Captain, what's going on over there? Black Panther, has the Panther God been rescued?"
Both parties gave her relatively optimistic news. Captain America rescued jungle warrior Kevin and is currently fighting Swampman's Archbishop Barabara.
On the other side, the Black Panther also rescued the Leopard God. Miss Leopard God had been playing wildly outside for more than a year, and then was imprisoned for more than a year. Now she is a little lackluster. Black Panther, Storm and Thunderbird are preparing to lead the large army.
Meet up with Team USA.
"Okay, be careful. I'll get rid of this big monster first." What she meant by 'dealing' was to find a buyer. In order to prevent collectors from paying attention to the earth, she teleported to Shia with the chicken-cow monster, and then opened the
Communication channel.
"Oh, young Titan, do you need anything from Old Tanlia?" The Collector's tone was as pretentious as ever. It's hard to imagine that this is a strong man who has lived for countless billions of years.
"Collector, look at this, it's very rare." After saying that, she sent the image of the chicken-cow monster.
The collector in the land of nothingness takes a closer look.
The collector has a unique calculation method. He can judge whether the target is rare. This is the experience he has accumulated over countless years.
The result is quite satisfactory. This monster is indeed rare, because it’s just this one.
Judging from the muscles and cell structure, this thing is also a monster with infinite strength, which barely meets the requirements of collectors.
He murmured to himself while rubbing his nose: "There are traces of ancient biotechnology, is it an ancient creation that has awakened in a certain ruins?"
Daisy pretended not to notice his nose-picking action and nodded numbly.
"This collection is quite valuable, what do you want?" The collector's words were vague, and it was impossible to tell how much he valued the chicken-cow monster.
Daisy couldn't judge the value of this thing, but her goal was as clear as ever: "Original cosmic energy."
This time the collector was silent. To be honest, this collection is valuable. Creatures from ancient times that have been handed down to this day are really rare among rare things. However, this thing is not as big as the added value brought by the identity of the fighting sword. He is a little hesitant.
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Finally, he took out a ball of primitive cosmic energy the size of a fingernail, indicating that he could only exchange so much.
Daisy shook her head violently, "You're kidding me! No matter how inferior the chicken-cow monster is, it's not so cheap.
The two bargained for a long time, and finally used a piece of raw cosmic energy the size of a finger as a trade item.
The collector insists that he will only give out this many, and he won’t want any more.
It's a complete buyer's market. Daisy can't do anything if he only offers this price. She has to provide free door-to-door delivery service.
In the Voidland Collector's showroom, Daisy helped stuff the chicken-cow monster into his extra-large display cabinet.
It seems ordinary through the communication light screen, but when placed in the cabinet and looking at the chicken-cow monster's height of thirty meters and its weight of hundreds of tons, the collector feels that this transaction is not a loss.