Seeing the "God"'s posture changed, Xiao Lan stopped talking nonsense with it, and became fully alert.
A tense and dangerous atmosphere hovered between the two, igniting them.
"God" took the lead in attacking.
A human face on its body opened its mouth, and flesh and blood tentacles stretched out of its mouth.
The speed of this tentacle was more than a little bit faster than before, and it suddenly attacked Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan swung a knife while dodged sideways, severely slashing towards the attacking tentacles.
With this knife, he used his full strength, and the tentacles were directly cut by the sharp blade, fell to the ground, and was absorbed by the flesh and blood on the ground.
Soon, the same tentacles grew out of the mouth again.
The recovery process was almost completed in the blink of an eye, it was like knocking on medicine.
Xiao Lan frowned slightly, feeling that it was difficult to handle.
"God" put away his tentacles.
This time, it violently attacked Xiao Lan with its thick, twisted and muscled claws.
The sharp claw had a speed that did not match the appearance, and it had arrived in front of Xiao Lan almost instantly.
Xiao Lan switched 【Bone of Rebellion】to a shield and stood in front of her.
A huge fist hit the shield, making a loud grating sound, and Xiao Lan was slammed back by the opponent's strong force.
Fortunately, it resisted.
One blow didn't work, "God" again showed a gentle smile: "You are very good, but don't resist God, this is disrespect to God."
Xiao Lan switched back to the knife again, and rushed towards it: "Where is the pheasant god, don't play with yourself."
The dark knife light slashed at the "God" violently, leaving several deep knife marks on its arm.
If the "God" has bones, every cut is a bone injury that should be deeply visible.
The "God" fought back angrily, waving sharp claws and attacking Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan dodged flexibly during the attack of the "God", and every time the blade in her hand flashed past, it would leave a knife edge on her body.
But this is not enough.
Because the wounds on the "God" can be healed almost in an instant, this is the lair it built, and it can regenerate indefinitely here.
After parrying another attack, Xiao Lan leaped back and slightly opened the distance between the two sides.
There were several deep wounds on his body, which were left behind by the opponent's claws, but there were no particularly serious injuries.
This pheasant bird walking god has become much stronger than before, not only has a high attack defense and strong healing ability, it is almost full of hangs.
Xiao Lan's eyes were sharp and she activated her skills:
[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]
【Ability: Decomposition】
Since you can regenerate, then I will break it down for you to see who is faster.
This is a war between mankind and God, and it is also a war between poverty and superstition.
"God" smiled: "I said, don't resist God. You still have a chance to become my believer. As long as you offer your pious faith and complete my test, I will bestow you with supreme glory."
It was the oncoming jet-black bone blade that answered it.
"God" waved his arms to block it as before, anyway, it would soon recover from such a wound.
But this time is different. Although the wound is still recovering, it obviously feels that with the appearance of the wound, part of its energy has disappeared.
Although the energy lost by a wound is only a small part, the energy has indeed disappeared.
A tentacle came towards Xiao Lan and was cut off by him backhand.
This time, before the severed tentacles landed, they were broken up in mid-air and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this scene, "God" felt a little bad feeling in his heart.
Its power... Where did it go
Observing the slightest hesitation of the other party, Xiao Lan was sure that the attack poured out more violently.
The "God" expression also became serious, and the offensive also intensified.
Xiao Lan dodged the attack while launching a fierce attack. The flying tentacles were chopped off and disintegrated in the air to disappear without a trace.
Gradually, the "God" wound healed more and more slowly.
Taking advantage of the gap after its blow, Xiao Lan slashed fiercely, cutting off its arm.
The severed arm disappeared in the air.
The "God" screamed sharply and sternly, and he didn't look like a human anymore.
The half of it that originally had the human form became unstable, and the muscles twitched, as if the human form was about to become unstable.
"Hehe... You..." "God" stared at Xiao Lan angrily, the appearance of gentleness and fraternity disappeared.
Xiao Lan wiped the sweat from her forehead, lifted the knife and continued to rush over.
Countless film and television works tell us that when the boss is about to burp, don't talk nonsense with it. Taking the opportunity to make up for the knife is a good choice for hello, me, and everyone.
Only dead bosses are likable bosses, because only they can become experience and rewards.
Seeing that the situation is not good, "God" intends to launch his proficient buggering skills once again, and wait for it to upgrade before he comes to clean up this guy.
However, Xiao Lan was prepared for this. At the moment when her body withdrew a little later, the [Bone of Rebellion] in her hand switched to the whip form.
After the upgrade, the whip became longer and more valiant, and it couldn't be more useful for catching.
The pitch-black whip wrapped the "God"'s somewhat dilapidated body, disrupting its plan of escape.
Relying on the effect of the skill is still there, Xiao Lan slapped the "God" in the chest with a fierce punch.
With the power and ability of decomposition, this punch hit the "God" firmly, directly punching a big hole in his chest.
The "God" tried to recover from his injury, but its body was reborn at a speed far behind the decomposition speed.
A series of fists fell on it, and soon it was broken to pieces.
"God" has only one head left, but its vitality is still incredibly stubborn: "I can give you eternal life—"
"Bang" was another punch, and it landed mercilessly on the handsome face it had stolen.
This time, the entire head also began to decompose and was slowly disappearing.
"God" struggled unwillingly: "You...whatever wish I...I can..."
Before the voice fell, the head had completely disappeared.
Xiao Lan turned off her skills and smiled and said, "I want to become poorer. You probably can't do this."
"Destroy the gift ritual, kill the body of the gods (1/1)"
"The side quest [God's Fury] has been completed, and the rewards are increased by 20%."
Suddenly, a flood of power spread all over the body, Xiao Lan squeezed her fist, feeling the strength of her own power.
Xiao Lan looked at her poverty value with a smile on her face.
After just six minutes of fighting, he burned a total of 60 million yuan. Not only did he lose all the proceeds from the previous auction, but he also paid 10 million yuan.
Xiao Lan's smile collapsed.
Skills with no time limit are refreshing for a while, and it hurts only when the poverty value is deducted. He even missed the five-minute free trial version before.
Fortunately, the physical enhancement brought by the spur line can make up for this pain a little bit.
With the death of the "god", the entire lair also lost its vitality.
All the originally wriggling muscles stopped, and the naked eye was visibly grayed out, with yellow-green liquid oozing out, exuding a rancid smell, refreshing and urging people to urinate.
Xiao Lan clutched her nose and hurriedly left this area.
—
A man with a pigtail in beach pants stepped into the warehouse area of the Endymion.
Following the pointer's instructions, he walked to a pile of metal slag on the ground and squatted down.
If Xiao Lan were there, he would be able to recognize that this was the place where the Crown of Dark Night had been placed before. These slags were left by the collapse of the crown after Luo absorbed the power of the fragments.
The man with pigtails took out a flashlight and took a photo at the fragment of the crown.
Under the light of the flashlight, the slags of a place moved as if they had autonomous consciousness, and gradually re-formed the shape of the dilapidated crown.
All the bleached gems on the crown are still there, only the place where the black gems were inlaid in the middle is empty.
The man with the pigtail stretched out the pointer in his hand. No matter how he changed the position, the pointer pointed to the original gem.
He scratched his head: "Who took this thing away?"
He stood up and checked the room, and found traces of fighting.
The man with pigtail stroked his chin, put away the flashlight and pointer.
As he walked out, he took out a baseball bat-like weapon: "Anyway, are these players? Trouble, just kill them all, don't you guys are busy clearing the level..."
At this time, two players happened to come near the warehouse.
They saw someone inside. They didn't want to conflict with each other. Neither of them entered, but chose another direction to leave.
A gust of wind blew, but the man with pigtails appeared in front of them in an instant.
He showed off the dark night crown he was holding in his hand, and asked: "You guys, do you know any news related to this thing?"
The two players shook their heads cautiously.
The man with pigtails put away the crown and scratched his head: "Tsk, it's useless."
One of the players frowned: "Are you provoking us?"
The man with the pigtail raised his eyes and looked at them: "I'm just stating the facts."
The two players were enraged, and they took out their weapons tacitly.
As advanced players, they are unwilling to have trouble, but it does not mean that they will accept other people's deliberate humiliation.
The two have always teamed up together, attacked very tacitly, and would never be afraid of fighting.
But in the next moment, only two "pops" were heard.
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time. After falling down, their bodies were motionless, their heads had been smashed beyond recognition, blood was constantly pouring out, and the ground was stained red.
The man with pigtails leisurely wrestled the ball stick in his hand, the flip flops made a dragging sound on the ground, and gradually went away: "Hey, it's just a high-level player..."
—
Xiao Lan left the lair exuding wonderful fragrance, feeling that she could almost leave the game.
He took out the envelope and was about to contact Luo.
"Sir." Luo's voice came from beside him.
Xiao Lan turned her head and saw Luo Bi standing not far away, smiling at him.
Although the appearance of ghosts and ghosts seems a bit horrible, Xiao Lan has become accustomed to it. As a non-human being, isn't it very common for people to be ghosts
Luo looked normal, but to be on the safe side, Xiao Lan still took out a knife to confirm: "How is your drawing level?"
Luo: "..."
Unexpectedly, Xiaobie's reunion not only failed to win the newlyweds, but also faced such tricky problems. It is indeed his husband, so frank and so cute.
So... how to answer
After thinking for a while, he decided to answer truthfully: "Treasures in the world."
Xiao Lan put away the knife.
There is no conscious of his soul painter status, and he is full of self-confidence. This should be right for Luo himself.