The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Needless to say, other people have already seen the signs that I have been recruited. They are just anxious, but they can't think of a way to help me. They can only do it in a hurry.

Upon seeing this, Mi Lulu knew that nothing would be impossible. She immediately dragged the giant axe in her hand and rushed towards the demonized bat boss. A few of the dwarves who reacted more quickly followed closely and followed Mi. Lulu screamed while killing the boss.

I don’t know if Mi Lulu and the others divided the gods of the boss, or that the roar consumes a lot of its own physical strength. Moreover, it was injured and some of its successors were weak. In short, the impact and destruction of this voice on me was unexpected. Began to weaken.

As I gradually came to my consciousness, I realized that I was half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on the ground with one hand and holding a knife in the other, cold sweat, big drops and drops flowing down my back.

"Huh, it's dangerous!" Knowing that I had just hit the move, I secretly said in my heart, frowning, and looking fierce. Taking advantage of the gap in which I can still control my body, I solved it with a single blow to avoid endless trouble.

Immediately, with a flick of his legs and feet, the whole person jumped up, alternating his feet continuously, and rushed towards the boss in strides.

The demonized bat boss was surprised when he saw that I had gotten rid of the control of the sound, and then he grew up with a huge mouth in the blood basin, took a deep breath, and prepared to give me a more violent sound impact.

Seeing it move, I was also shocked. If I was hit by this sound, I still don't know what it will be like. I can't care about other things at the moment, so I want to rush forward desperately and use a knife to kill it.

However, there is no sound in the body's actions. Seeing that the belly of the demonized bat boss has already sucked in full, it is about to come to me with a ‘Mighty Lion Roar’.

As soon as I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, I didn't even think about it, Naotato instantly let go, like an extended version of a dagger, flew towards the boss' big mouth with a whirl.

The Naotachi whirled around, drawing circles of cold light, like a transparent compass, drawing icy arcs after another.

I watched the trajectory of the Nakata sword eagerly. Although I had no bottom in my heart, I didn't leave any regrets. At least I have tried my best. It is not that we are too weak, but the enemy is too strong.

Time seems to freeze in an instant, and I don’t know what mood I should use to face what I see: the hilt of the Nauta sword is facing the big mouth of the demonized bat, while its blade is facing me diagonally , If there is no mistake, in the next second, this straight sword will bounce away weakly like a dart hitting an iron plate.

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I cursed unwillingly, and lowered my head weakly.

In the next second, the enchanted demonized bat boss opened its mouth wide again, and the violent voice had been brewed, ready to blast at me.

I closed my eyes, my mind went blank, waiting for the next moment.

However, after waiting for a few seconds, the violent and deadly sound did not come out for a long time. On the contrary, a small and imperceptible soft noise came out quietly and drifted into my ears.

Slightly opened one eye and looked at it carefully, then his eyes were wide and his face was full of incredible.

"Ahhhhhh" I twitched my lower eyelids and said to myself: "What's the situation?"

I saw the demonized bat boss that was ready to go. At this moment, it was like a stuck slide character, with his mouth open, teeth bared, and claws held up, frozen in place.

"This is... the machine is dead?" I thought tentatively, getting up little by little, and leaning towards the demonized bat boss.

Mi Lulu was waiting for others at the same time, and rushed to my side. She saw that I was about to get close, but she pushed me to the ground without saying a word. I fell a dog and ate **** and gnawed mud.

"Bah, bah, bah" after a few mouthfuls, I turned my head to look at her: "What are you doing?"

"You want to die," Mi Lulu scolded anxiously: "Have you opened your mouth without seeing it!"

I was startled and whispered: "I know, but isn't it motionless anymore?"

"Is it safe to stay still?" Mi Lulu reprimanded me: "Don't you know that the state of the monster's death turned into black smoke? I really don't understand, how did you become an adventurer?"

"I know." I stretched out my hand, pointed to the boss, and said, "But always figure out what caused it to become like a stuck slide."

"Curiosity will kill you!" Mi Lulu seemed a little angry.

"My fate is too big" I grinned.

"Why do you always laugh like this, don't you know that your teeth are not white at all?" Mi Lulu flattened her mouth and said, "And it's not pretty."

"What does it matter if the teeth are not good?" I stood up and mumbled: "It's easy to use."

Pulling out the Matthew Knife, walked carefully towards the boss.

About one step away from the boss, I can already smell the strong smell from it.

Upon closer inspection, its previously undulating chest was completely motionless at this moment. A pair of raised sharp claws were trembling slightly, and it was really impossible to notice when they were close.

I walked a few steps forward again. Finally, I stood under the sharp claws of the boss, raised my head, and carefully observed the sharp claws of the boss from the side. It was exactly the same as the state after the transformation of the nine-yin white bone claws in the movie. It was sharp, with sharp nails, and with blackened flesh and blood, which should be the remnant of the adventurer who died under its claws.

Raising the Zhan Matari knife, I lightly touched one of the armor covers, and then jumped away subconsciously, and found that it did not move at all. Then, I took the courage and touched it again. Still standing there motionless, like a sculpture.

"Could it be... dead?"

An illusion popped up in my mind: "But, where is the fatal point? It can't always be smoked to death by its own bad breath."

While thinking about it, I walked around behind it, and finally found the answer-the straight sword that I threw out was unbiased, just pierced from its throat and stuck in the mud diagonally.

The brown blood dripped down the hilt of Naotato, soaking a small piece of ground.

A scene flashed in my mind for an instant: when Naotato was less than half a meter away from its lips, this guy suddenly opened his mouth and was about to launch a final blow to me. However, it was because of the opening of his mouth this time. The Naotato, which was supposed to hit his lips and flew, flew into its mouth just right, and pierced its throat deeply.

Ever since, it stuck, like a soprano singer who had been brewing for a long time and was about to sing a song, suddenly a muffled fly flew in from his mouth, and it happened to be stuck on his throat. That kind of sourness.

The difference, however, is that the singer loses his voice at most, but he loses his life.

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