Chapter 3070 Bone Erosion Knife

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, but not one of the thousand foodies is different.

Foodies are the most magical existence in this world.

They are delicious and good at eating, and they are willing to invest the limited time in their lives into the unlimited cause of food.

They are great, they are lovely, they are the same.

Everybody loves to eat.

In the eyes of foodies, there are only two kinds of things, one is edible and the other is inedible.

Similarly, in the eyes of foodies, there are only two kinds of people, one is foodies and the other is other people.

Fortunately, Blue Witch, Xilan, Heloise, Tuotuo, and I are all foodies.

Speaking of which, I always thought that Xi Lan was not a foodie, but an alcoholic. After all, he was addicted to alcohol and even licked his face to drink alcohol.

This kind of old wine jar is generally not for foodies - their stomachs have long been filled with wine.

But I was wrong, very wrong, very wrong.

Because Xi Lan is not only a drinker, but also a foodie.

In fact, it is not surprising that Xi Lan is a foodie. After all, he is an adventurer, and he is also a powerful adventurer. He is also a melee adventurer, a heavy manual laborer, and a magician, a priest, and the like. Mental workers are completely different. The energy in their bodies is consumed extremely quickly. If they want to maintain a long-term battle, they can only replenish energy.

Let me ask, where does the energy come from?

Stalker Sirocco and Flame Devourer Antoun may jump out to answer: from the energy under the earth's crust.

Except for these two guys, everyone else, including Black Plague Dirich, who doesn't seem to be a human being, have to admit that energy comes from food.

Since it comes from food, how can heavy manual laborers like Xi Lan not make up for the missing energy through overeating?

So Xilan must be a foodie.

Heloise may be considered a magician, but there are still many contradictions between the Oathkeepers and magicians. For example, magicians focus on taking the heads of generals from the rebel army and killing enemies thousands of miles away. Shadowless cough, it’s a conspiracy. It should be said that magicians in the conventional impression are people who use magic as a medium to attack the enemy or defend themselves. They are often not proficient in melee combat and usually use magic as a medium. Use magic to fight enemies.

But the Oathkeepers are different. This group of guys with the name of magicians do not know what magicians should do.

As soon as the war drums sounded, these guys gathered their dazzling patterns, then put on their armor and swords, rushed to the battlefield, and fought hand-to-hand with the enemy.

Yes, you read that right, they are a group of weirdos who rely on the power of magic to fight their enemies hand-to-hand.

They consume even more energy than ordinary melee adventurers, because they consume both physical and mental energy.

Obviously, it’s not surprising that such a guy can become a foodie.

Compared with them, I have to mention the Blue Witch again.

This girl is definitely a weirdo among foodies.

First of all, she is a magician, and she is an out-and-out elemental mage, and her melee ability is extremely poor. Yes, you read that right, extremely poor.

But she uses the dagger very well, which is closely related to her dexterous fingers, but her other movements are a bit clumsy.

For example, she could stun herself by slashing wide and wide with the Odachi.

Even such an elemental magician who has extremely poor physical skills and is unwilling to exercise is actually a foodie as much as me.

And this girl is not fat!

I even doubted where the food she ate went. Maybe there was a dimensional pocket in this girl's belly.

Similar to the situation of the Blue Witch, Tuo Tuo.

The little guy has been with me for a while. He is very good at eating, but he has not grown much. And although he usually has fun, he does not exercise much. The key problem is that he is not fat.

What a terrible owner and pet!

Simply the public enemy of mankind!

In one dinner, all the prey was eaten.

Standing on the edge of the pier, bathing in the afterglow, I crossed my arms and looked at the world, while Xilan held a toothpick in his mouth, picked his teeth, and drank.

"You don't have the style of a master," I reminded him.

"What is master style?" Xi Lan asked back.

"Naturally, he has a noble bearing and an intimidating temperament."

"Is that the boss in the dungeon you're talking about?"

"How many floors have you conquered?" I asked, borrowing Poe's help.

"More than thirty floors," Xi Lan said, "I forgot the specific details."

"What is the boss on the 30th floor?" I asked.

"Uh, I don't remember."

"You should have some feelings after defeating the boss, right?"

"I remember this," Xi Lan said: "It's very powerful and terrifying. Our Four Sword Saints were almost caught in it."

Hearing this, I was surprised and said: "Is it really that powerful?"

"Well, it's very powerful," Xi Lan said, "I remember the boss had a very powerful attack. If it weren't for Bwanga, Baan and I might have died."

"Why do you say that if Bwanga hadn't been there, Bwanga would have blocked that attack?"

"Yes, I blocked it," Xi Lan said: "But he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. Later, he finally survived after being forcibly treated by the strongest priest of the elves."

"One strike can severely injure one of the Four Sword Saints to the point of death. It must be a unique move, right?"

"It should be a unique move," Xi Lan said.

"It should be?" I frowned and said, "What do you mean it should be?"

"That said, I don't know if that's its trick."

"Have you ever seen that boss unleash a move stronger than that move?"

"I've seen it before," Xi Lan said, "but we were lucky enough to escape."

"All right."

Since he has avoided it, he naturally cannot feel the strength of the move. As for whether that move is a unique move, it remains to be seen.

"May I ask, what level were you at at that time?"

"About level 13," Xi Lan took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and said, "It's not very strong anyway."

He's not considered strong at around level 13. Well, compared to his current strength, he really can't be called strong.

"How many monsters do you remember after the thirtyth floor?" I asked again.

"I don't remember." Xi Lan shook his head: "We were a land reclamation team organized by the empire at the time. Until Alice was possessed and caused turmoil, we had been working hard towards the next level."

"So if Alice hadn't caused trouble, you might have really been able to clear the dungeon?"

"This is impossible." Xi Lan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "After the 30th level, the difficulty of the battle will increase exponentially, and the wisdom of the monsters will also become higher and higher, and some are even more powerful than the wise men."

Having said this, he paused and said meaningfully: "If I had not chosen to come to the Demon World, I would probably have reached a level that no one before me had reached."

"This is impossible." I shook my head, directly denying his vision of another life.

"Why?" Xi Lan was puzzled.

"Because there is Alice." I chuckled and said, "Beauty is a bone-eroding knife."