Chapter 165 Metal Ring

"What is this?"

At first glance, there is only a metal ring that looks like a bracelet.

"Eh? Did you drop your equipment?" I twitched the corner of my mouth and laughed: "It's really rare. This is the first time I've seen it!"

He quickly stepped forward, bent down to pick up the ring on the ground, and observed it carefully.

The ring is made of an unknown metal, cold to the touch, but very smooth.

There is a rune pattern engraved on the outside of the ring that I don't recognize. It looks vaguely like some unknown mysterious text.

Engraved on the inside of the ring is an icon that looks like the head of Amon in stick figure mode.

I have to say that the avatar of Amon in simple drawing mode is somewhat cute. If the real Amon can look like that, maybe

When I think of a big man who is nearly three meters tall with a cute and silly face, the scene is unbearable to look at!

Uh, forget it.

He waved his hand to dismiss this idea, looked at the deep path, hesitated for a moment, and decided to continue heading deeper.

The murderous intention in my body has dissipated, and control of my body has returned to my hands again.

When I think about the impulsive behavior that is not controlled by the brain when I am in a state of murderous intention, I feel a little scared.

Fortunately, I encountered a being like Amon who has more muscles than brain cells. If I had been replaced by a monster that knew traps, ambushes, and used magic hidden weapons, my end would have been disastrous.

It seems that in the future, it is better to try to have as few murderous intentions as possible under non-special conditions.

Not far away, I met another Amon.

The Yamon in front of him is roughly the same size as the one he met before. If compared to him, this one still looks a little weaker and slightly shorter than the previous one.

Is it stunted because it can't find food?

While I was thinking about it, Amon noticed me at a glance, opened his big mouth, roared, and rushed towards me.

Oh, really, this is too impulsive.

I complained, and with a swing of my sword, I went forward.

There is no tendency to kill, and although he cannot use combat skills, he will not make reckless moves.

Although Amon's strength is strong, it does not mean that its agility is equally strong. As long as the weapon is sharp, the knife skills are precise, coupled with the agility of the body and the control of its body's weaknesses, it can basically be defeated without injury. Amon.

Ask yourself, as an agile warrior, he can actually have the power to compete with Amon, I am a little excited to think about it~

After dodging more than twenty attacks, Amon's body was already dripping with blood, and dozens of deep or shallow wounds were crisscrossed, resembling cracked eggshells.

Angry and painful roars continued to come from its mouth. The previously methodical and violent punches now turned into a mixed version of the ninth set of radio gymnastics and Wang Baquan. I was speechless for a while.

I always feel that this Amon is worse than the previous Amon by more than one level, and it has the feeling that it has changed from a domineering president to a domineering **.

The previous madness was gone, and all that was left was the lingering smell of semen.

Avoiding the beatings of a pair of fists, a knife pierced its chest and penetrated its heart.

Then, the blade of the blade was stirred, completely making a big hole in the beating heart in the chest. Then he stepped on it and used the force to jump back.

After his feet touched the ground, he looked at Amon again.

The mouth was wide open, but no sound came out. Blood flowed from the gaps between the sharp teeth in the mouth. The figure was swaying, like a drunken man, stumbling around in circles.

Its eyes slowly lost focus, and then its huge palm grabbed the air in my direction, and finally let out a muffled roar from its bloody mouth: "Moo!"

With a bang, it fell to the ground, and then turned into a black smoke.

Was he defeated so easily?

Is it because I have become stronger, or is it because this one was originally weak?

The strength of the two monsters is quite different, which gave me an unreal and illusory feeling. I couldn't figure out which one was the real Amon.

"It didn't even reach its potential." I pinched my chin and thought for a while. I always felt that this Amon was a bit weak. Even if I upgraded to a level, there shouldn't be such a big difference.

He bent down to pick up the fallen coins and wiped the floating soil on them: they were a copper coin and a silver coin.

Alas, he sighed, a little frustrated: "I thought it was a gold coin, I'm so happy for nothing."

Collect it in your wallet and continue walking deeper.

Not far away, I met another Amon.

Compared to the previous one, which was weak, this one seemed to be stronger. Although its potential was not pushed out, it was still a relatively smooth battle.

I chopped it more than a hundred times before I found the opportunity to pierce its throat and learn about its life.

But after it turned into black smoke, it didn't leave any better impression on me, because there was only one silver coin lying alone on the ground, which was even less than the one that exploded before.

"Well, forget it, just give it a good beating" I comforted myself and moved on.

Next, I met seven more yamons in succession, some strong and weak, but the strongest one was not as strong as the one I met at the beginning. I really doubt that the yamon I met at the teleportation gate was like this. It's hard to say whether he is the best among the group of yamons or the elite yamons.

It's just that the number of Amon I've fought is too small, and I'm not sure what the elite Amon looks like.

Sitting on the ground, eating dry bread and drinking water.

Weighing the money bag, today was not a very prosperous day. Apart from the ring that Amon dropped, there was almost no substantial gain.

I wonder how much this ring can be sold for?

That's what I thought in my heart, but I was reluctant to sell it. After all, it was the first piece of equipment I got, and it was still very memorable. I sold it so easily.

He sighed: "Forget it, just keep it. When the time comes, we will see if Phoenix, Cagalli, Barbara and the other three want it, and give it to them."

Thinking back on it, from the time I met them until now, I haven't even given them a decent thing. This is really too much for me!

He would be extremely worried when he came home late. He would feel more sad when he saw me injured than when he was injured. He often liked to stick to my side and would give me a **** massage from time to time.

Oops, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I have gone too far, and I am so ashamed!

I wanted to cover my face and hide in the ground for a while.

After calming down for a while, I finally recovered. I ate all the dry bread, drank enough water, and continued to walk towards the depths of the fifteenth floor full of energy.