Chapter 1489 Spear of Victory

No need to think too much, there must be only one person walking with me who can release the transparent barrier.

Mr. Taylor took the wine bag and drank a few sips. Then he wiped his mouth and said, "Isn't this giving you a chance, kid? I'll let you suffer some losses."

My eyes widened immediately and I blurted out: "Is a loss also an opportunity?"

Mr. Taylor smiled enigmatically: "Of course."

At this time, Yang Guo beside him suddenly interrupted and said: "Xiao Yi, be careful."

No need for him to say anything, I had already spotted the licker-headed monster nailed to the tree trunk out of the corner of my eye, and it wanted to sneak up on me silently.

I don’t know if this guy is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. With so many people present, you still sneak up on me, and you’re so sneaky!

With a sneer, he sheathed the sword to his side, accumulating murderous intent, and struck suddenly, drawing the sword with unparalleled domineering momentum and cutting it in half.

With two clicks, the licker's head monster split into two pieces, and its upper and lower bodies fell to the ground respectively.

Sheathing the knife, she exhaled the turbid air in her mouth, turned to the three people around her, and asked: "Whose skill was that golden spear just now?"

"Mine" said Gordo.

"It's so beautiful" I couldn't help but praise.

"It's okay," Gordo said with a smile, "It just takes a long time to charge up."

"What will happen if the charging time is shorter?" I couldn't help but ask.

"like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he held his hand in vain, and the power of transformation instantly condensed, turning into a spear of light, but it was white, not golden.

Then, he waved his arm, took out his spear, and with a flash of light, it went straight to my calf.

Are you going to pierce my calf? !

I was startled and couldn't help but turn around and raise my legs, subconsciously saying: "You are crazy, attack me."

I swallowed the last half of the sentence before I uttered it. I saw that the light spear had already been inserted deeply into the place where my calf was standing. At that place, at that moment, there was a head as big as a bucket, with sharp teeth. , extremely shocking!

"Hiss" I gasped: "This thing is not dead?!"

Looking further down, I was surprised to find that its severed waist had actually healed!

"What's going on?" I couldn't help but wonder: "Can this thing heal itself?"

"No." Mr. Taylor chuckled and said, "You can only chop off the head of this thing, otherwise you won't be able to kill it."

After hearing this, I just swung my sword and killed him without saying a word.

Seeing that the light spear nailed to its head had not disappeared, I naturally couldn't give up this opportunity. Killing it while it was sick was a principle I had always adhered to, so this knife was also extremely fierce.

The sword flashed, and the monster's head was cut in half by me in an instant.

But no blood?

I frowned, wondering if I would die like this, but because of the previous lesson, I just thought about it for a moment, and then continued to swing the knife, one knife after another, and chopped off the two halves of the head.

As soon as the knife was put away, Taylor said again: "You have to continue cutting, otherwise it will live again after a while."

"Ah?" I was surprised, and turned to look at the monster with a head like a rotten watermelon. After a closer look, I discovered that there were many filaments between the fragments of the monster's head. These filaments were not crystal clear. , and it appears white, somewhat similar to the meat in its head. Could it be that those are shreds of meat?

Subconsciously feeling disgusted, I turned to Taylor and said, "How should I kill it?"

Mr. Taylor took a sip of wine and said leisurely: "This monster is similar to a rotten flesh puppet. It has an inner core. If the inner core is not broken, it will be resurrected endlessly, which is annoying."

After hearing what he said, I continued to slash wildly with my knife. The head was only so big anyway, where else could the core be hidden?

Could it be hidden in a body as thin as a hemp stick?

It's not difficult if you hide it inside your body, just keep cutting.

Anyway, we have strong skills, and it doesn’t take much effort to cut hundreds of people with thousands of cuts.

So I cut and cut, and chopped, and when I had just cut forty or so times, I suddenly heard a discordant sound, and I instantly knew that the core of this thing must have been killed by me.

Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, he heard Mr. Taylor say: "Run quickly."

Run quickly?

What are you running for?

I was confused, and before I could recover, I found that the fragment of the monster's head in front of me had suddenly grown several times in size. The originally big head was now the size of a wine barrel!

Vaguely, I had a bad feeling that the expansion speed of this thing was a bit too fast. Could it be that...

Thinking of this, I jumped up and ran away from the scene at an extremely fast speed.

However, it's a little late.

I heard a muffled pop sound, and my flesh and brains turned white and splattered everywhere. Unfortunately, I was hit in several places on my body.

Although this stuff has no smell, it is sticky and disgusting.

I shook it several times but couldn't get it off, so I asked the three smiling people for help.

Mr. Taylor grinned at me and said, "I told you to run away. Who told you to react slowly?"

With a dark face, I said helplessly: "I didn't know this thing would explode. It's like an angry toad."

Mr. Taylor smiled and shook his head and said: "This thing can't be washed away with water. When you get back, take it off and rub it with something like alcohol."

I stretched out my hand and muttered: "Don't you have wine now? There's also a big bag!"

"This wine is not good." Mr. Taylor protected the wine and said, "These are for drinking."

I knew that the old man was addicted to alcohol. If I forcibly got some from Gordo's backpack, the old man wouldn't fall out with me, so I sighed and continued to move forward with a black line on my face.

This time forward, Yang Jiu no longer had any complaints, but conscientiously controlled the demonized bat puppet to explore the surroundings.

I asked Taylor, "What is that thing just now? Have you never seen it before?"

Taylor shook his head and said: "Of course I have seen it, and I have fought with it. I don't know the name, but this monster likes to live in the dense forests of unopened islands. It has very sharp teeth. If it takes a bite, don't tell me. Even if you take off the gangster's entire arm, you can still pull off a piece of flesh."

Pouting my lips, I heard that it had dodged one of my sudden attacks, so I said: "This thing's reaction speed is quite quick."

"It's quite agile, but it's not a big threat," Taylor said. "As long as you pay attention to those sharp fangs, you can kill it at any time."

After listening to Mr. Taylor's words, I couldn't help but sigh, yes, this thing may not be a big threat to you, old man, but for a warrior like me who relies on agility and explosive power, it is not a small threat.

Seeing the old man continuing to drink, I turned my attention to Gordo: "The skill you just had was really beautiful and sharp. What's its name?"

Gordo pondered for a moment and said: "The Spear of Victory."

Hey, no wonder it looks familiar to me. It turns out it has the same name as the combat skill in Dropout City and Warriors!

Just when he was about to ask if there were any auxiliary skills such as Courage Gift and Angel Blessing, Yang Gao beside him suddenly trembled.