The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Facing the endless rhizome attacks, my head was as big as a fight, and it was really hard to start.

The consciousness of the body is to make a forcible breakthrough, but in my heart there are thousands of reluctances. After all, the feeling of being firmly bound by the rhizome is quite uncomfortable.

However, the result of the fact is this: I thought not to rush, not to rush, but the body naturally killed it, like an angry leopard.

What's more, I was pitted by the killing intent again. Next time I must find a way to control it and win the sovereignty of the body!

As soon as I stepped into the range of rhizomes, my right foot was firmly bound by the swarming rhizomes, and I couldn't take a step.

The left foot that followed was not spared either, and the whole person stayed in place, like a victim who had fallen into the mud. No matter how much effort he exerted, it was just a futile effort.

My body is still struggling and twisting, and the strong killing intent urges it to get rid of the shackles of the rhizomes as soon as possible. The straight sword in my hand is swung again and again, and it is cut towards the rhizomes on the ground. However, the regeneration ability of those rhizomes seems to be the same. The previous Amon was completely different, and was not affected by the image of combat skills at all. It took a few seconds to split a new rhizome, and it still split out in a few seconds, and every second was not bad.

This is really exhausting my body and sorrowing my mind.

In order to prevent my body from being overwhelmed by the excessive strength, I had to shout at the girls not far away: "Hey, who can magically burn these rhizomes for me!"

A voice passed, all the female adventurers were stunned. In the next second, five female adventurers stood up in succession, holding different types of staff, and chanting all spells, and then, five magic The missiles fired at the same time, rushing at my feet.

The killing intent that drove my body, in addition to activating combat skills, has another effect that I can hardly give up, and that is the perception of danger.

When fighting with the first Amon before, its fist has always existed in a state of suppressing me. It is almost certain that as long as I get a punch, I will be injured.

At this level, the body driven by the killing intent would instinctively make more difficult blocking and evasive actions, either avoiding or dissolving Amon's attacks.

Right now, five dazzling magic missiles flew towards me, and the body controlled by the killing intent did not respond. That is to say-the power of the magic missiles of the wizard sisters could not harm me at all.

In other words, to me, they are legendary, fighting the five scum!

Magic missiles burst out around me, and one of them even hit the surface of my feet, but it was not a big deal. It felt like a Corgi hitting the surface of my feet.

Although the power is not great, the effect is very outstanding.

The tightly wound rhizomes around the feet were blown into two pieces, and both feet broke free.

"Well, good job!" I praised them.

Three of the five mage sisters laughed embarrassedly, and the remaining two were facial paralysis...I guess.

Without the restraint, the body began to move arbitrarily again, the killing intent drove the body, and once again rushed towards the five walking piranhas.

There were still rhizomes on the way, but I didn't need to ask for help this time. The five girls shot magic missiles at the same time, and the path I passed was a bombardment.

It seems that the default magic missile can't cause any damage to my body, anyway, the magic missile attacks afterwards are the same, but this also gave me an illusion-the magic missile that Mao I felt hit me Far more than magic missiles that explode to the roots?

After this battle, the clothes and pants are estimated to be terrific. Fortunately, the magic missiles that hit the body are not painful or itchy, and they are no different from the ball that hits the body, so I completely ignored it.

The five walking piranhas saw me like a broken bamboo, and they rushed up without even a bit of blockage. They were all upset and don't want them. With five big mouths the size of a washbasin, they rushed towards me.

This is to take advantage of the number to kill me?

I have deep doubts about their behavior: what effect will it really have on me?

I have to admit that their teeth are indeed sharp and strong. If they are bitten a few strong, they will definitely be seriously injured. Then the question is, do they have a chance to bite me?

Anyway, I, who don't have any tendency to masochistic, would never create this kind of opportunity for them, and behind me, there are five magician girls who constantly burst their rhizomes to help me get out of bondage.

In other words-I am not fighting alone!

The body is only one step away from the walking piranha, and I can even see the scraps of clothes stuck between one of the teeth.

With a cold smile, I squirmed my lips and sent them the last words: You can die.

After finishing speaking, I waved my hand, and the cold light flashed. The first walking piranha was severed by me. The flower disk fell off and trembled, then turned into black ash and disappeared without a trace.

Immediately after that, the second and the third were cut and flew out by me at the same time, but what flew out was the upper part of the gum, and the rest was only the lower part.

At the moment when the second and third walking piranhas turned into black and gray, I took a step forward. Before the fourth walking piranha had not reacted, I cut it with a knife and divided it into two halves. Neatly, without deviation.

Afterwards, he bullied himself up, leaped high, stabbed with the tip of the knife, and pierced fiercely between the teeth of the last walking piranha, twisted it hard, and twisted the gums in its big mouth into a **** mess. Then he drew the knife violently, bringing out a string of red liquid, just like human blood, but without the smell of human blood.

Then he turned around and cut it into two halves, which had lost most of his teeth.

The flower disc has not yet landed, and the last walking piranha has disappeared without a trace.

On the ground, except for a fragment of yellow-green rhizomes, there were only a few solitary coins reflecting the white light.

"Ah, Lord Pervert has won!"

After a while, a girl suddenly exclaimed, breaking the wind around her.

"Lord Pervert is amazing!"

The other girls also cheered, and some girls even jumped up excitedly.

However, the moment I turned to them, the cheers stopped abruptly.

The expressions of the girls are stiff, only staring at me, not close, I can't see their expressions clearly, I can only vaguely feel from the atmosphere, it is not a friendly atmosphere, more like being caught by something scared.

Could it be...the walking piranha appeared behind me again?

Turning my head subconsciously, I saw a white shadow rushing towards me with strong wind and cold light.

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