Looking at the black human-faced rat not far away, the man didn't pay much attention to its opening lines.
It doesn't matter if the other person has already eaten someone or if the other person wants to eat him or her, it's still the same.
Because, all this is foreseeable.
The only effect of those words was to make him sigh casually:
"It's really bad luck. I tried my best to hide my aura, but I was caught so quickly. It seems that I am still too weak after all..."
The words were not spoken yet.
On the back of the human-faced mouse, a black spiritual light flashed past, and some fluff that was originally invisible immediately stood up.
It becomes like some densely packed steel needles.
And that was the body of the thing that attacked the man before.
in this regard.
It can only be said that the various monsters in [Prehistoric World] are actually somewhat similar.
They have few resources.
My favorite weapon refining technique is to refine certain things from my body into unique magic weapons...
The next moment.
On the back of the human-faced rat, the black bristles tempered by mana immediately shot out overwhelmingly!
Extremely fast.
Far more terrifying than so-called firearms!
The man has no doubt that even hard rocks and steels are like soft cotton in front of those steel needle-like bristles, which can be penetrated directly without any hindrance.
But as the target of the attack, the man remained calm and showed no signs of panic.
Following his well-trained instinct, he began to move quickly through the dense rain of attacks.
In the laser of thousands of black needles.
Each time, he escaped the opponent's attack at the minimum cost.
All I can say is.
Even if the level is not high.
But as a guy who has experienced hundreds of battles in the [prehistoric world], died countless times, and received countless beatings.
his combat experience.
After all, it is something real.
To some extent.
Even the so-called sense of crisis and life and death moments.
In fact, he is more or less accustomed to it...
Later.
He even directly found some sporadic flaws in the stormy offensive, and quickly moved towards the position of the [Human-Faced Rat], intending to launch a close attack.
When the human-faced rat saw this situation, although his eyes were full of fierceness, he was also calm.
He just patiently continued to control himself to shoot out the bristles, attacking directly towards the opponent.
Every moment.
It makes the area not far away feel like a bombing zone.
Repeatedly.
Countless smooth potholes were penetrated.
Moreover, in such an offensive, even some snakes and rats hidden deep underground were beaten to pulp in the blink of an eye...
Incidentally.
It also deliberately ejects certain bristles.
In the dusty scene, they are secretly buried in a specific geographical location.
Plan to take advantage of the other party's lack of attention.
Use those bristles as the foundation to create a formation to restrain the opponent's movement and deliver a truly fatal blow!
Both sides of the battle.
at this moment.
They all have relatively clear ideas...
——
Three minutes later.
In that scene where dust and sawdust were flying wantonly.
Areas within a radius of several hundred meters.
After a moment of silence, there was a sharp roar.
Then, millions of long black needle-like bristles began to shoot out in all directions, like a violent black rainstorm...
In less than a second, hundreds of plants were shattered into debris, and a large area of land was covered with honeycomb-shaped potholes.
It is enough for patients with trypophobia to feel uneasy after seeing it.
And in the middle of the battlefield.
Half of the human-faced rat's head was covered with various large and small wounds.
More than one eye was broken, turning into a bloody hole with blood flowing continuously.
Half of the frontal bone was dented and inserted directly into its own brain...
Under such injury.
Even the vitality of monsters is amazing.
It was still very direct, feeling that its consciousness was quickly becoming blurry and falling into a dying state.
but.
Even so, relying on his natural ferocity and cruelty.
It still stared at the remaining eyes and stared fiercely at the man in front of it, whose body was penetrated by dozens of black hairs and looked like a rag doll that was about to be broken.
One word.
"immediately……"
"I will come to you after I am resurrected..."
Although his voice was extremely weak.
But the ferocity within it has not diminished at all.
Moreover, it also contains the pride of being the final winner.
Say it.
The aura on its body quickly dissipated, and the malice in its eyes gradually became dull...
Regarding this.
The man didn't say anything.
He just looked helpless and wanted to sigh slightly.
But, I just opened my mouth.
Blood, along with some fragments of organs, overflowed from his mouth.
Therefore, he could only keep his mouth shut.
Collapsed to the ground.
He looked feebly at the sky above his head and fell into peaceful thinking.
So far, it has only been three minutes.
The man and the human-faced rat had already decided the final winner.
This round of fighting.
The human-faced rat won the final victory!
After all, it is the [player] now. It has a fault tolerance rate that is unmatched by men. Death to it is just a trip back to the city...
That's why.
In the last blow just now, although it clearly had the opportunity to dodge part of the attack, it still chose to take all the attacks forcefully, thereby giving the man the opportunity to be seriously injured and dying.
The battle that originally took a while came to an end quickly and in advance.
Tens of seconds later.
A man whose consciousness has been completely blurred.
In my mind, I was reminiscing about my life as if I were watching a horse fly through flowers.
Face this situation.
The emotions accompanying it in his heart were nostalgia and emotion.
Back then, I was still a [player] who had just entered the game.
Every time before death approached, he had a similar feeling to this moment.
It's like really dying.
initial.
He was very panicked and frightened.
However, later on, as the number of deaths continued to increase.
Gradually, when facing death, he began to become calm and calm, and no longer had such a flashback reaction.
And now.
After many years, he experienced this phenomenon again...
‘10,9,8,7……’
This last, last.
With so much experience, he even started to count down to himself based on the speed of life...
Incidentally.
He couldn't help but sigh a little:
"I hope that the human-faced rat will put my body to good use when he comes back to collect the loot later, and not waste my precious materials..."