Chapter 239 Disadvantages of Combat Skills

The Naotachi just passed the back of the blade and didn't go any deeper.

I suddenly remembered that Harold wanted a complete sandworm tooth, and now, the two lip flaps of this sandworm, under my knife, turned into two puddles of yellow mud, and the teeth, All of them were broken into pieces.

The remaining two lips opened and closed, trying to bite off the young adventurer's neck. However, the two lips were not long enough and the teeth were not protruding enough. A lot of yellow liquid flowed from the cracks.

As we got closer, the smell of the liquid became more obvious.

A complex smell mixed with earthy smell and decaying grass blades instantly entered my nasal cavity. At first smell, it seemed quite good.

I tried sniffing it again, hehe, it was a bit addicting.

Not minding the other people's eyes at all, I sniffed hard again.

Well.

Ahem!

Cough cough cough!

A violent cough came from my mouth, and the addictive and complex smell before turned into an incredible stench in an instant.

Not far away, a familiar and arrogant voice sounded: "Are you stupid? The smell of sandworm bodily fluids contains a small amount of grass and leaves, but it's only a small amount. The rest is the stench of rotten flesh. There are still people there. You know how to smell it carefully, you are such a stupid brother~"

You don't need to look to know that the owner of this voice must be Yura who is having trouble.

I no longer thought about it, and with a wave of my hand, the light of the knife made ripples, cutting off the remaining two intact lips, and then, with another knife, split the sandworm's body into two pieces.

After the two parts of the sandworm's body twisted on the ground for a while, they finally turned into a black smoke, and a hole instantly appeared in the sand where its body had been.

However, the hole did not last long. After only seven or eight seconds, the sand continued to jump into the hole as if it were alive, like a rat filling the sea. After a few breaths, the hole returned to its original appearance of sand, and The sand around it looks like there are many grains of sand around it.

I can't help but sigh that the God of Creation really has two brushes, and he can create such a fantasy scene in the desert.

However, at the same time, I also deeply doubt whether this is the product of his idleness. A being who has been idle for too long will always make some mistakes, no matter whether this being is a human or the God of Creation. .

Thinking of this, the longing for the God of Creation that I had built up so easily was instantly wiped out.

The two cut lip flaps were still trying to tremble. It seemed that the nerves were not dead. I leaned down and picked up one of them. Unexpectedly, in an instant, my whole body trembled, and I felt an inexplicable sadness. My heart rose.

This is not an emotional fluctuation, but - being shocked.

I actually forgot that sandworms can do electric magic.

But a thought arose: It is true that the sandworm can use electric magic, but I have killed it, and the only remaining lip flaps are at most two pieces of dead flesh. How can it use electric magic?

With doubts in my heart, I felt the tingling sensation of the electric current entering my body, and moved the Naotachi sword towards the sandworm's lips and cut it.

However, I forgot to dissipate the murderous intention, and the lips naturally turned into a puddle of minced meat.

I quickly dispersed my murderous intent and picked up the last piece of my lip. I stood there, cutting the sharp and fine teeth on my lip with a straight knife, while paying attention to whether there were any signs of sandworms around me.

The cutting didn't go smoothly, and to be honest, it made me feel depressed.

If you don't release the killing intent and don't use combat skills, cutting the lip is like cutting old beef with a dull knife. You can't get rid of a piece.

If he releases his killing intent and uses combat skills, it will be like smashing a potato with a sledgehammer, cutting it into puree.

Wandering in the tangle of either not being able to cut it or being broken by the slightest touch, I became at a loss.

The two fingers of his left hand firmly fixed one of the sharp fangs, and the straight knife of his right hand cut along the muscle fibers bit by bit.

Like a saw cutting a tree, the blade grinds against the muscles at the root of the tooth.

It took a long time to finally cut out a complete tooth.

The two fingers that hold my teeth in place are almost stiff.

After moving his fingers a few times, he put the tooth into the pocket on his side first, and then continued to exert force on the next tooth.

There were more or less sandworms on the eighteenth floor. When I cut off the third tooth, another sandworm emerged from the sand.

Throwing away the remaining lip in my hand, it and I started a battle.

The content of the battle is very simple. Before turning on the killing intention, rely on agility to deal with it. After turning on the killing intention, rely on combat skills to chop it into pieces in minutes.

So, the battle ended just like that. It took almost seven or eight minutes.

After dispersing the murderous intention, I picked up another intact lip on the ground, and together with the lip I had thrown away before, started cutting the teeth.

To be honest, I am not satisfied with the activation time of killing intent. It does not turn on when it is turned on, but like online games, it has a cooling time, and this cooling time depends on my state.

Although I can't describe the specific details of the state in words, I can roughly compare it to driving a car.

Turning the key, ignition, and starting are all indispensable. Only when these are done can the car start.

The same is true for my murderous intention. It seems to be generated out of thin air by something that exists in my body, and I can't tell where exactly it is generated. I can only vaguely feel that it is generated in the chest. of.

Although the generated position is in the chest, it requires me to use my consciousness to awaken, condense, and guide it. Otherwise, it will be like what it was at the beginning, with murderous intent taking control of my body, and my consciousness lost. I gained control, and then my body lost control.

At present, what I can do is to use my consciousness to awaken, condense, and guide, and then take control of the body. The minimum time required for this series of actions is about five minutes.

In other words, it takes at least five minutes to activate the killing intention, but it only takes a few seconds to turn off the killing intention.

In my opinion, this account is not worth it.

That's why I feel dissatisfied.

No, it’s deep dissatisfaction!

The battle is changing rapidly, and accidents happen every second. No one can guarantee that they can confidently survive to the next second, unless they are masters.

I'm not a master yet, and my opponent isn't good either, so I feel a crisis.

So, I decided to try to change.

The method of change is very simple. Try to shorten the opening time of the murderous intention. If it can be shortened by one second, if it can be opened and closed instantly, I will be so happy that I will laugh to the sky!