Chapter 173 Amon in Convulsion?

Returning to the fork in the road again, I chose to continue the straight route without hesitation.

Now that I've upgraded, I'm looking forward to entering the sixteenth floor to check it out.

If possible, I would also like to try entering the seventeenth floor. Although the monsters there are at level eight, I think they won't cause much trouble to me.

Once you’ve made up your mind, move on.

Although the road ahead has some twists and turns, and there are many corners, it seems that monsters like Amon are not only not good at working together, but also not good at sneak attacks.

I was cautious at the first few turns, fearing that a huge fist would appear and knock me out unexpectedly.

But when I turned around and took a look, I saw that Amon was either standing there and looking around, wandering back and forth and looking around on both sides, or sitting on the ground and looking around.

Surprisingly, none of them were acting as tricksters or sneak attacks. They were all warriors who upheld the spirit of chivalry!

I couldn't help but praise in my heart.

In other words, my favorite opponent is this kind of idiot opponent who respects the spirit of chivalry. This kind of opponent is full of muscles and blazing blood from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, even in the brain. They never use their few remaining brain cells to think. Instead, they are more adept at listening to the drive of the hot blood flowing in their bodies, like furious rhinoceroses, charging at everything that provokes them.

Generally speaking, when I encounter this kind of opponent, as long as I don't get killed by the image and don't lose too much strength to my opponent, I can basically spawn monsters without any damage.

Having said that, Amon is not exactly a second-rate player.

After almost walking for a long time, I finally met another unique Amon.

It was huge, even bigger than the Amon we first encountered.

The skin is dark red. If you don't look carefully, you might even think it is a skinless monster.

With powerful muscles, bulging blood vessels, and trembling like a little mouse, he is simply an enlarged version of an international fitness champion.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and there were many black lines on his forehead.

Although there has not been a fight yet, this Amon looks very powerful at first glance, and maybe it will be a tough battle again.

We were several meters away, but I still didn't make a move. The Naota sword in my hand was still in its sheath, but my hand had already climbed up to the handle of the sword and I was holding on tightly.

Whether to fight or to withdraw, we are still hesitating.

If you bypass it, you may not be able to enter the sixteenth floor soon, but I still feel a little regretful.

If you fight it, once you fall into a bitter battle and waste too much energy, maybe this journey will end again.

Well, I’m really a bit undecided.

I sighed in annoyance, and moved my steps habitually, making a slight scraping sound.

The sound of breathing that was originally relatively steady suddenly became rapid and heavy. That was not my breathing, but the breath coming from the Amon in front of me.

It had turned its back to me before, and slowly turned its body, revealing its terrifying face.

On its chest, there were several deep and shallow wounds, as well as more than a dozen dents of varying depths. Those were probably left by sword weapons, muskets, and crossbow weapons.

If that's the case, maybe it doesn't mean anything. On its chest, there is a string of rosary-like ornaments dangling.

The hanging decoration is made of knotted straw ropes, with more than a dozen white round spheres colliding with each other, making an empty sound.

These round spheres are human skulls that have been cleaned long ago.

Under the dim light, there was no trace of flesh and blood on the skulls, and they were all bloody and terrifying.

Some skulls have no jaws. It is unknown whether they were eaten or crushed in the process of being connected in series.

The only thing I know is that their masters must have experienced great despair. After all, no matter who they are, they will feel despair in the process of changing from hunter to prey.

Amon is a very exclusive monster, so this area should be its exclusive territory. However, we did not see the remains of any adventurers or the weapons left behind. Could it be that they were all eaten by it? Did it fall?

It’s really steel teeth and iron stomach.

Amon stared at me angrily with a pair of red eyes, as if he was deeply hostile to me, a human who came uninvited.

Anger at being uninvited?

I sneered: Maybe that's not all. Even if I say hello to it, I will definitely be treated with such hostility. After all, Amon has a very strong sense of territoriality.

So, is the fight about to begin?

I observed that the hand on the handle of the knife never relaxed. If there was any slight movement from it, I would regard it as the initiation of a battle.

Moo!

Amon let out a low roar, with a strong threat and coercion, as if he was announcing to me that I was not allowed to take another step forward.

I stood motionless on the spot, keeping my posture, waiting for the moment of attack.

Although the whole body exudes fighting spirit, it does not contain any murderous intent. After all, with the murderous intent, murderous intent will follow. At that time, I will definitely be out of control and attack the monster in front of me.

This one looks to be even bigger than the first Amon that I encountered. Once it attacks impulsively, it is likely to end in a very bad end.

Maybe its power and destructive power are much greater than the first one.

Even though I have been promoted to a level and all my ability indexes have improved accordingly, I still can't stand it in the face of absolute power.

While thinking about countermeasures, I made up my mind: once the opponent launches an attack, let's use agility and speed to win. As for strength competition, those who can avoid it must avoid it.

It and I faced each other quietly, and no one wanted to move more.

Amon's red eyes are gradually filled with rage. I can feel that every breath he takes is heavier than before, and the muscles in his body are shaking more violently than before. A pair of eyes are much bigger than my head. The fists kept making slight clicking sounds, as if there was a little mouse being crushed inside.

The clicking sound gradually became louder and denser, and gradually spread throughout Amon's body. Soon, his whole body was making this strange sound.

As the strange sound started, the muscles in Amon's body trembled more and more intensely, as if he was getting an electric shock and couldn't stop at all.

Got an electric shock?

In no mood

Cramped?

like

If it was really a spasm, then this tremor should be painful and uncontrollable. Why were its eyes shining with excitement?

Although I don't know what is going on, I always feel that the war is close.