"Ha!" Arthur turned over to avoid the stinger of a manticore, and chopped off the monster's head with a sword. The lion's head flew away with a roar, and a stream of dark green poisonous blood rose up from its struggling body.
Arthur will be poisoned even if he dies.
However, the young man slid his shovel and hid under the belly of another manticore. Before the manticore could react, it was sprayed with poisonous blood. Arthur had already gone around behind the monster and at the same time drew out his sword to kill the second manticore.
The head of the manticore was cut in half!
But his battle was far from over, as a large group of manticores attacked again.
Countless highly poisonous scorpion tails pierced the boy. This poison could kill an elephant in an instant. Ordinary people would die if they were even lightly scratched.
However, the young man was not afraid, there was only anger in his heart.
Anger can make ordinary people's IQ drop to zero in an instant, and turn a wise man into a reckless man.
However, this young man has been burning with anger for a long time. He has already learned to let reason and anger coexist. Not only did anger not make him stupid, but it stimulated his thinking, excited his body and mind, and gave him extraordinary powers.
reaction speed.
The young man avoided death with great speed and danced among the poisonous bushes, causing the death gods with poisonous tails to panic! The manticores chased the young man and stabbed him randomly, but they were always one step behind. They could only watch the young man move from
The poison tail array slipped through the gaps. When the monsters attacked to no avail and began to show fatigue, Arthur waved the lightsaber in his hand to fight back.
The green light shimmers and the shadow of the sword swims.
One flash, two flashes, five flashes, ten flashes, a hundred flashes!
The monsters had their tails cut off, their hearts pierced, their hands and feet cut off, their heads smashed, and they were all dead. In less than ten seconds, corpses were everywhere.
"Ha, ha, ha------" the young man breathed and looked coldly at the giant manticore leader twenty yards away. This guy was as tall as an elephant, with nine scorpion tails covered with poisonous needles standing upright.
Moving, squirming.
"My brothers are all dead, how can you still survive?" The young man waved his lightsaber to provoke: "Come and die!"
The enraged Manticore King jumped up, its nine scorpion tails swinging wildly, stabbing the boy from all directions.
After a round of piercing, an almost stabbed corpse fell to the ground. But it was just the corpse of a small manticore, a substitute made by the young man using projection magic.
The Manticore King twitched violently due to the severe pain, and then fell silently. Its body was broken into hundreds of pieces of meat before it hit the ground, and fell to the ground with a burning smell.
The boy climbed out of the pile of monster corpses and wiped the dirt off his face as if nothing had happened.
"This kid is really ruthless today." said the tall masked man who was observing from the high platform.
"This is no longer a fight, but a pure massacre." Another masked man said disdainfully, "What a ferocious [dragon]."
"Cameron, why do you always target this kid?" the tall masked man said, "do you hate him so much?"
"I'm just telling the truth." The masked man named Cameron said, "The leader is the leader. Why do you always speak for this kid? Is he so good? His combat ability is good, but not outstanding.
To my point of view, there are still about a dozen people in the Knights whose combat prowess is comparable to his.
Moreover, this is just a comparison of swordsmanship at best. It is not enough for a knight to rely on swordsmanship alone. He must also be proficient in riding, defense, shielding, strictly abide by chivalry, and have firm faith."
(In this world where religion is on the decline, what else are you talking about [firm faith]?)
"Don't give me those damn rules." The masked man who was called the leader waved his hand disdainfully, "I was just a young brat when I debuted. I didn't even think about chivalry or anything like that.
But, have you seen it? I jumped three levels in five years and finally climbed to the position of leader. The world is not as complicated as you think. In the end, the strong one decides everything.
A strong person is strong no matter what, and will eventually stand out from others. If you don't make good use of such a person when you see him, it will be too late when he becomes so powerful that you can't control him."
Cameron looked at the tall masked man: "Oh, the leader is indeed very wily."
"So?" the group leader asked with a certain expectant tone.
"We need to observe him again." Cameron refused to let him go, "I have one last question. If he can't meet my expectations, please stop your capriciousness, Captain."
"Okay." The leader sighed. It seemed that after talking to the other party for a long time, he still said, "Let the Lord of the Abyss be released."
(Solve it quickly so I can go have a drink.)
(Anyway, we already know who will win.)
The young man was still fighting a giant spirit. The enemy was dozens of feet tall, very powerful, and he was still very energetic even after being slashed by the lightsaber many times.
"I hate guys with thick skin and blood like you the most." The boy tightened his grip on the lightsaber. He planned to pierce the giant spirit's brain with one blow and make it unable to move again --- but he was still looking for it.
Chance.
However, the door of the death pit suddenly opened... It didn't open, it collapsed directly, and what rushed out was a huge skeletal dragon.
It is the resentment of the dead dragon (remaining inherent photons) that adheres to the dragon's bones, and then continues to transform over the long years, eventually turning into a dead spirit.
It has no memory, no thoughts, no emotions, and no consciousness, only pure murderous intent.
The skeleton dragon rushed forward and crushed the giant spirit with one foot. Its hard and boiled soles kept twisting to clean up the blood on its feet. Then, it roared loudly at Arthur as if to demonstrate, preparing for the next round.
Dash!
"That's great," the young man shrugged helplessly: "One with thick skin left, and another one with no skin came."
The giant dragon came fiercely at the young man! This huge figure, this sweeping attack, it is absolutely impossible to avoid with human mobility! Even if you avoid it, you will be blown away by the shock wave and hit the wall.
Into meat sauce!
what to do?
One ten thousandth of a second passed.
Will die!
Another thousandth of a second passes.
I don’t want to die! Especially I don’t want to die in such a meaningless place!
Another hundredth of a second passed.
Death is the end, death is ashes!
Another tenth of a second passed.
I would not die in a place like this! I am Arthur D. Pantorakon. I will one day become the strongest swordsman in the world, and I will be the one even the God of Death bows to!
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" The boy did not run away, but subconsciously rushed forward, turned the lightsaber's output to the maximum, and slashed at the monster!!
What happened at that moment was something that could never happen, [a miracle].
Just a lightsaber, even if its photon reflector operates at full power, it is impossible to emit so many photons. Because there are not so many free photons in the surrounding space that can be collected and reflected!
That is, [the power of creating something out of nothing]. It violates the laws of nature, violates equivalent exchange, and transcends the existence of natural forces. ion). According to the legend, when the Creator God created the world, he initially created an ocean of photons from nothingness.
The origin of all matter, energy, soul, and realm!
Although it was only a moment, the photon storm that suddenly burst out like the creation of the universe not only withstood the fatal blow of the skeleton dragon, but also directly bombarded its skull into ashes.
The terrifying dragon had no power to resist, and could only watch as it disappeared in the light!
A terrible blow.
If this blow were used on the battlefield, how many lives would be wiped out in an instant?
The headless dragon fell with a crash, and its bones were burned into powder by an inner evil fire, and it no longer existed. After watching this scene, the nervous young man finally relaxed. As soon as he relaxed, he fell down immediately.
"Still...alive..." young Arthur muttered to himself feebly, "alive...it's really great."
"Have the medical team arrived already?" the tall masked man commanded.
"How's it going? Did you see what you wanted to see?" He turned around and asked.
"It's not what I was expecting." Cameron replied, "But it is indeed an interesting phenomenon. It is worth continuing to observe."
"Still observing? There is no enemy stronger than the Lord of the Abyss in the simulator." The leader said. "What did you expect to see?"
"I hope to see him escape." Cameron said calmly. "Facing an opponent that is absolutely impossible to beat, a normal person will definitely run away. People who don't know how to escape are not qualified to do so.
Knight. A person's own life is the most precious. How can someone who doesn't know how to cherish life be allowed to go to the battlefield?"
He had no idea that the boy had never planned to become a knight.
"If he can't escape and is beaten to death, he will fail. If he doesn't escape and is beaten to death, he will also fail. Is this an insidious setting?" the regiment leader responded with a sarcastic sneer, "However,
He didn't escape, and he even won the fight. What else do you have to say?"
"I can only say that he is more like a monster." Cameron said coldly. "Do you think you really have the ability to control this monster, Leon?"
"God knows." The leader of the Knights smiled meaningfully. "This is not the first time I have dealt with a [dragon], but this is the most interesting one. Let me and this [dragon] get along happily for a while longer.
Time."
After speaking, the leader raised his cloak and disappeared into the darkness.
The leader just wanted to take the opportunity to have fun. This is what Cameron is most worried about.
If you play with a dragon, you will be bitten sooner or later - Cameron's worries will come true in half a year.