Especially the arms that were able to be dragged to the ground after the joints were separated. Diluk had no doubt that if he was hit by that thing, even if he was not injured, he would be burned by the strange flame.
Could it be that... the pair of red eyes that Klee accidentally saw in the alchemy workshop were actually this Krobe who turned into a monster
But this mechanical Krobo’s hair isn’t white.
Chapter 716: The Guy Who Doesn’t Know What’s Good
"Doctor, do you really not need to send someone over?"
In the dark laboratory, Anastasia looked at the various instruments and potions emitting strange lights around her, swallowed her saliva, and asked aloud.
Someone will sneak in tonight. This is the notice given by the doctor before it gets completely dark.
But his notice was not to let everyone strengthen their guard to resist this possible intruder. Instead, it was to let everyone not go out tonight, stay in the room and don't act rashly.
"Don't worry, Klobber can handle it."
Kroebuck was created by the Doctor himself, and perhaps his strength is not as good as K423, but he has also been stripped of unnecessary emotions and greed, and has become more outstanding, more powerful, and... more capable than before.
It's more than enough to deal with such a petty thief.
He expected someone to come tonight, not because he mastered skills like astrology, but simply because Diluk exposed himself while observing the situation.
The doctor was very sensitive to things like the Eye of God. A guy who possessed the Eye of God actually disguised himself as an ordinary drunkard and swaggered past the Goethe Hotel several times. This was enough to make him notice the other party.
Although the other party seemed to be passing by here, his eyes were always looking at several places suitable for sneaking in and escaping. This was enough to show that this guy had no good intentions at all.
Is it because of myself
Before today, this strange guy had never appeared nearby.
It doesn't matter, he will die anyway.
"This person... seems to be a dark night hero?"
Watching the battle outside from the floor-to-ceiling window, Anastasia observed for a while and finally recognized the man who was fighting with Krober.
In order to capture him, not only did the Fatui join forces with the Knights to encircle and suppress him, but even the executive officer - the instructor - took action personally and used a special potion to turn him into a cat.
Unfortunately, due to some reasons, the escort was delayed, causing the potion to lose its effectiveness prematurely, allowing the creature to escape.
I didn't expect that he would dare to appear here now.
"Hero of the Night..."
After hearing this name, the doctor, who was originally not very interested in the man outside, finally had a different attitude.
"So it was that guy who didn't know the value of the goods."
Logically speaking, even if the Dark Night Hero has some fame in Mond, the Doctor should not remember him.
But Diluk's small action at that time made the Doctor remember him for a long time.
After Diluk escaped, he took the initiative to send the evil eye he got from his father and his old night owl mask to the professor under the name of the Dark Night Hero.
After seeing these two things in the envelope, he was unhappy for a long time.
I never thought I would see each other here.
But it doesn't matter, Kroeber will take care of everything.
Back to the fight between Krobel and Diluk.
Krober did not give Diluk much time to react. He activated the clearing state and only had eyes for the objects that needed to be cleared.
The arms spewing blue flames were like iron whips, making a sound of breaking through the air, and swung towards Diluk.
No one knew what the flame was made of, and it didn't seem hot, but just being close to it made Dilu's scalp tingle.
You must not be touched by this flame!
His intuition told him that it would not be pleasant if he got stuck with this thing.
It’s better to make a quick decision and solve this annoying thing as soon as possible.
It is better to bury things that have died long ago in the ground.
While the power of the ice element on the sword had not yet dissipated, Diluk leaned over to avoid the opponent's attack. He first bent his legs to accumulate strength, then jumped high and slashed the opponent's chin with an upward strike.
After entering a special state, Krober is much taller than Diluk, and he can no longer chop off the opponent's head as easily as before.
“Keng—”
Krober's head was very strong. Even when Diluk's sword hit his chin, apart from a burst of sparks, there were only some imperceptible marks left on it.
But its neck was very fragile, and its head was knocked away by Diluk.
Because he had been ambushed by Kroebuck's broken arm before, after seeing this scene, Diluk immediately realized that this thing's head should be the same as his arm, and it would not be a problem even if it was smashed off.
As expected.
After the head flew out, Kroeber's body was still moving.
Under the reflection of the dark blue flame, the blood-stained iron hook did not stop at all after it was swung into the air. Just like the real one-eyed Xiaobao, his body began to rotate strangely, making a whirring sound like a big windmill.
Before Kroebuck turned around, Diluk took the opportunity to jump high again and stabbed the greatsword in his hand into Kroebuck's disappearing head.
In his opinion, since his limbs were in such a strange state, his weakness should be in his body.
But the blow that pierced through the root with ease made Diluk realize that things might not be as simple as he thought.
Because it felt like I had stabbed nothing.
He took a look inside his body, and besides the burning blue flame, there was a strange oil attached to the inner wall. Just one sniff was enough to make Diluk vomit his dinner.
Just at this moment, Kroeber's head flew back.
It was like a basketball hit by an iron stick. It took advantage of Diluk's distraction and hit him directly in the chest, knocking him out.
The latter was caught off guard by the collision and rolled twice on the ground before he could barely stop.
Fortunately, the backyard of the Goethe Hotel is a clean and flat lawn with extremely soft soil, otherwise it would have been very painful to fall like this.
Supporting the ground with one hand, Diluk looked at Krober vigilantly, then slowly stood up while holding his chest.
This feeling... ... my ribs must be injured.
But compared to this, Diluk cares more about something else.
From the grease and the stench, he seemed to have guessed what was going on inside Krobe's body.
If he guessed correctly, this Krobe itself should be an incinerator, and the flames and grease were good evidence of this.
As for what was burning inside... ...it goes without saying.
Burning useless garbage is indeed the doctor's style.
“Click…”
Looking at the injured Diluk, Krober did not rush to pursue the victory, but tried to put his head back on.
But I tried several times without success.
Because Diluk's greatsword was still stuck in his body, with a part of the hilt sticking out from where the head was originally.
The iron hook flipped over and turned into an iron fist again. After Krobe pulled out Diluk's greatsword, he put the head back on.
Looking at the weapon in his hand, Krober began to exert force with both hands, twisting it into a ball like a twist.
Chapter 717 Dawn is coming!
After kneading it, Krober threw it into his stomach from the neck. As the fire power in his body increased, the fate of this big sword was self-evident.
"This sword can buy half of the Cat's Tail Tavern."
Looking at Krober arrogantly raising his hands and making a bodybuilding-like pose, Diluk said very calmly.
Is he angry
He wasn't really that angry. Such a small amount of money wouldn't make him angry.
It's like a friend comes to your house, picks a toothpick from your toothpick box, and breaks it to play with.
Do you care? No.
After making sure that the injury on his chest was not serious, Diluk stretched his body and pulled at the gloves on his hands.
Granted, he gives the impression of fighting more by wielding a great sword.
In fact... ... he is also very strong even without weapons.
During the years of wandering, he experienced all kinds of things, including losing his weapons.
If he couldn't adapt to this situation, he would have died in those years.
While Clober was posing, Diluk took out another bottle of crimson potion.
No one knows what this potion is made of. It looks like grape juice, but its color is redder than grape juice.
Apply the medicine evenly on your hands and flick them aside very briskly.
With a loud bang, blazing flames burst out from his hands, illuminating the entire backyard of the Goethe Hotel, forming a sharp contrast with the faint blue flames on Krober's body.
In fact, the flame attached to his hands was not the effect of the potion, but his own power to control the elements.
However, in order to conceal the truth from the other party, or to conceal the truth from the person hiding in the dark, he deliberately made this move to create a misunderstanding on the other party.
He uses elemental power and needs the blessing of this potion.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that the doctor standing behind the floor-to-ceiling window observing the situation here didn't remember him based on his appearance, but more because of his God's Eye.
After noticing what was happening on Diluk's side, Krober finally realized that he couldn't act cool like this anymore.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
After making a sprinting motion, Krober attacked Diluk at a speed that was completely disproportionate to his size.
It was as if the feet were wearing steel boots, and when they stepped on the ground, it made a banging sound as if an earthquake had occurred, and even the grass was blown away.
This time his iron fist did not switch to a hook. He swung his fist directly at Diluk who was standing still.
The wind created by Krober's running blew Diluc's long blue hair, revealing a hint of red inside.
Watching the punch gradually getting bigger and more powerful in front of him, Diluk took a deep breath and threw a straight punch.
Compared with the opponent's iron fist, his burning fist was like a slightly larger match, as if it could be extinguished with a gentle blow.
But there was no trace of retreat in Diluk's eyes when he threw the punch.
Because he knows.
He is very strong.
Much stronger than the other party.
"boom-"
The flame burst into flames, as if a firework exploded on the spot.
In the midst of this dazzling firework, the joints of the arm, the fist, and the hidden hooks, scalpels, grabbers and the like, smashed into the wall behind Kroeber like cannonballs.
The wall collapsed, revealing a confused female Fatui wearing pajamas behind the wall.
Looking at the situation outside, I thought about what I had been told to do in the afternoon.
"Oh, it's dark now, go to sleep."
She lay back on the bed as if nothing had happened, and took out a relatively intact brick to use as a pillow under her head. She fell asleep as if she didn't notice what was happening outside.
After a while, bursts of snoring were heard.
Kroebuck didn't seem too surprised that Diluk could deal such a lot of damage with just one punch, or perhaps the doctor didn't give him this "useless" emotion at all.
After realizing that his arm was blown off, his left arm switched to hook mode and used the explosion's flames to hook towards Diluk.
However, when he made these moves, Diluk had already predicted his attack trajectory based on his attack habits.
"Bang—"
The burning left hand pressed tightly against the wrist connected to the hook. Under the protection of the flame, Krobe's strange blue fire did not hurt Diluk.
In fact, according to past habits, he should block the opponent's forearm so that he can better connect with the next attack.
But considering Kroeber's size, physical skills used against humans may not be effective on him.