Blood of Mercury

The hem of the jet-black and shiny robe turned into a giant hammer, and knocked the Cleft Girl up from the bottom left to the wall.

Before she could even struggle, a slender sword with a silver-gray holy flame pierced through her left eye with a thunderous momentum, and pinned her to the wall.

The next moment, a light blue light flashed, and a short sword with a light blue blade cut the slit woman's neck directly. Her body fell naturally due to gravity and fell to the ground.

The moment it was separated from her body, the silver-gray holy flame rolled up and burned her head directly.

But her body didn't stop moving.

Her hands were still dancing. The dense mouths on the two arms kept gnawing at the air, and the teeth collided with a crisp and loud crash.

But after she lost her eyes and ears, her blind attack did not catch Roland.

Roland just took a few steps back easily and left her attack range.

These twilight-tainted monsters have no so-called weak points. If you want to kill them, you can only make them die completely after the last shred of magic power is consumed by heavy blows again and again.

This is the disadvantage of Roland's incomplete prayers now.

If Roland is now Kakarit, then with the full set of prayers for the deceased of the silver rank, Roland can easily overtake all these ghoul drinkers who are one rank lower than the pyroxene species.

Whether it is the Prayer of Death or the Prayer of Frost, these prayers that can cause terrible harm to the living can increase Roland's combat effectiveness exponentially.

But the long-sleeping mentor seemed to do it on purpose, but it was a prayer that would not cause physical harm to Roland.

So Roland had no choice but to pick up the stick and sword and go into battle in person.

In the previous rounds, Roland had burned the waiter and the guy covered in bug mouths to ashes.

The solution is simple. It's like eating a steak - first use a sharp and scary cane sword to cut off a certain piece of the opponent's body, then insert the piece of body that fell to the ground, step back, and wait for the holy fire to burn it.

If it's just a body fragment, it has no resistance to Roland's holy flame.

Just a few repetitions of an effective attack can cut them into human sticks. Every attack after that can make the opponent less.

The waiter and the bug-mouthed boy couldn't even touch Roland. It was cut into two sticks by Roland, and then easily cut and burned.

Now, there are only two ghoul drinkers left in front of Roland.

Roland also brushed this dungeon when he practiced the magic knife wizard before. He still remembered that the strange man whose head was eaten by himself was the highest-ranking existence here. Depending on the number of challengers. His strength is conservatively estimated to be at the top level of the silver rank. If the challenger is close to full, his strength may even reach the middle golden level.

His attack method is to pop his head out for a bite. As long as he is bitten, his physique is less than ten points, and he will make three consecutive death judgments, and if he fails once, he will be transformed into a ghoul drinker. And his torso is extremely flexible. At the average level of a silver-level physics player, it is completely constant - on the contrary, burns, colds and lightning strikes are more effective.

Even if Roland took the dark blue cane sword and opened the holy blade again, it was impossible to injure him - the skin on his whole body was slippery and sticky, and it would slide away as soon as it was cut.

The only way to kill him is to avoid his attack and slash to the inside of his mouth when his head sticks out to bite.

Just repeat it a few times and cut off his tongue, and the toughness of his skin goes away.

But Roland was not afraid of this guy.

He was really too familiar with this guy. Roland knew what he wanted to do when he raised his hand, and the speed at which the head flew over was pitifully slow in the eyes of Roland who sensed it at twelve o'clock. With Roland's shooting speed, he could open his mouth and bite down at that head. makes two attacks in an instant.

And Roland could clearly see his rapid attack, not to mention this terrifyingly slow attack.

Compared to the meatball man who only has brute force. Instead, this rip-off woman brought Roland a lot of trouble.

Her characteristic is rapid evolution.

In strategic terms, once a certain type of damage caused to her exceeds a critical point, she will evolve once, gain a strong resistance enough to resist these damages, and at the same time increase her attack power.

If she's just an unintelligent one, she's the best one to deal with.

At first, I ignored the poor girl with low damage and had no evolution. After clearing all the other monsters, I bombed her with an alchemy bomb, tricking her into giving her the chance to evolve for the first time when basically no one would. on the explosion damage used. Then paint the weapon with acute poison and take the opportunity to attack.

After she has evolved once after three seconds, the accumulated poison damage of the whole group will force her second evolution.

The whole group is on fire. The six seconds of two evolutions are enough to make her die into scum.

Roland's first stab at meeting to say hello was to see if there was any difference between her evolutionary judgment and the game.

In terms of Roland's damage, the weak point thrust through her rift is enough to trigger an evolution.

As expected by Roland, she really underwent an evolution.

Just like the Meatball Man and the skimming creatures that Roland saw at the beginning, these creatures without intelligence in the game are considered to be in the real world. Their inherent attack pattern remains unchanged.

I saw a layer of keratin membrane emerging from the tender muscles in her cleft, and these hard and flexible arms could even make her cleft stronger than skin.

To be precise, it is much tougher—

So Roland easily stabbed the sword in her eyes and cut off her head directly.

Roland's damage to her eyes and the disappearance of her perception after cutting off her head caused pus-yellow liquid to burst out from some of her cracks, and bloodshot eyeballs appeared from them. under mental disturbance. Let alone an attack, the person with the first point of willpower can't even aim.

Roland stepped back slowly, put his left hand on his right hand and slowly lowered the sword, the white shredded light quickly spread from the wrist of his left hand to the sword body, the silver-gray holy fire seemed to have received some nourishment, and the jump became more violent.

At this moment, a skinless head flew silently from behind Roland, and it was about to swallow Roland's head whole.

"court death!"

Roland snorted coldly and swung the stick sword upwards with his backhand.

The silver-gray arc crossed the sky vertically, straight into the mouth of the faceless head.

With a hook and a pick, Roland turned around in place, and the huge tongue nearly two meters long was forcibly pulled out by Roland like a crawfish line.

In fact, the body of that meatball man is almost entirely filled with tongues. His tongue has replaced all his organs.

When Roland pulled his tongue out about two meters long, a terrible pulling force began to come from the tip of the tongue.

The meatball man desperately wanted to retract his tongue.

But Roland showed a wicked smile, and his hands were even harder.

Although this cohesive blow was originally intended for the rip-off girl, Roland would not refuse if he could kill the meatball guy.

Continuous attack!

Two white rays of light emerged from the void and submerged the stick sword, and Roland's shot speed suddenly became much faster.

Roland turned around and took a step, waving his stick and sword again and again, even if the tongue snapped back instantly, he still chopped off three and a half meters of flesh and blood.

"Don't go-"

Roland's eyes flickered, and he stepped out a few meters in one step, and put the long stick and sword directly into the slender neck that was like noodles and thrown out of the head.

As if he wanted to hook something out, Roland quickly cut it off as soon as he hooked it out. His hands kept moving, and in just over a second, Roland had cut off a tongue that was nearly three meters long.

The meat ball man's body became visibly withered, and the bright red meat ball became dull.

Roland didn't give him any chance.

He kept walking, walked a few steps and came to the meat ball man, and cut off the man's head with a sword!

The sword did not stop, and the arc flashed.

The arc slashed diagonally across, cutting off his left and right arms along with his chest.

Then the left arm, left thigh, right thigh and left calf that were still flying in the air were cut off by two knives.

Head, ribcage and shoulders, two sections of left arm and left leg, and one section of right arm and right leg. The Meatball Man was divided into nine parts by Roland in a single meeting.

At this time, Roland turned his head and glanced at the gaping girl.

She just stood up supporting her headless body.

Roland immediately decided that it would not be too late to burn the corpses of the Meatball Man. At least kill the crack girl first.

With her vitality, she could resist Roland's three attacks at most.

With the attack speed of Roland's continuous attack, these three attacks can be completed within one second.

Roland narrowed his eyes and leaned down slightly.

Then, charge—

- On!

The black hurricane hit ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The black robe on her body rattled, Roland jumped up and kicked her chest.

Under the squeezing force, a mouthful of dirty pus-yellow blood spurted out from the mouth of the slit girl.

Roland twisted his body hard in the air, and before her pus and blood spurted out, the silver-gray sword light formed two sword curtains, blocking the dirt and cutting her into four pieces horizontally.

Before her legs could land on the ground, Roland threw Caral's Slashing Sword and Blue Fang and pinned them to the wall. Afterwards, the sword of the sword burning with the roaring holy flame also flew diagonally, and the remaining two parts of her were overlapped and inserted into the wall.

It was only twenty-seven seconds after Roland pushed An Ruosi out.

An Ruosi didn't even react at all, and the battle was completely over.

Roland, who fell lightly, came over, pulled the sword from the ashes, and showed a happy smile.

"Now, it's settlement time." (To be continued.)