Chapter 3577 Weird Power

Billy was speechless for a moment. After a long time, he began to use all kinds of language to ridicule and provoke me.

In response to his constant provocations, I just smiled slightly to show politeness and said nothing more.

It is said that that night, Billy was punished by kneeling on durians for the whole night.

Early the next morning, before going to the dungeon, I went to the medical institution in person, booked a private room, and prepared it for Casillas.

When I came back in the evening, I made a special trip to the medical institution. Well, the single room was still empty. It seemed that I hadn't come back.

When I went to see him again at dusk on the third day, I found Casillas looking miserable, lying motionless on the hospital bed.

Judging from his more exaggerated mummy appearance than last time, he probably got beaten harder than last time.

But judging from his steady breathing and his complexion, uh, still brown, it probably wasn't life-threatening.

When the doctor on duty saw me, he bowed respectfully and then introduced Casillas's condition.

Let's put it this way, Casillas returned from the challenge this time with more serious injuries than the last time.

The most serious part was not the internal and external injuries, but the overbearing force that invaded his body and constantly attacked the veins in his body. If he was not treated in time, he would probably become a cripple.

Hearing this, I was quite surprised. An apostle who could even resurrect from the dead would become a cripple just because of his mere strength?

Regardless of whether others believe it or not, I don’t believe it anyway.

Holding his breath, he walked quietly into the ward. Casillas's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two sharp blade-like rays of light shot towards me.

"The alertness is too high." Seeing that he woke up, I stopped slowing down my hands and feet. At the same time, my voice and breathing returned to normal.

"Suddenly being approached by a guy with such strong magic fluctuations will make you unable to sleep no matter how sleepy you are."

Casillas muttered.

"Just think of it as you praising me," I said, "I told you not to provoke the monsters on the 40th floor last time, so why didn't you listen?"

"These injuries were not caused by it."

"Huh?" I said with a surprised look on my face, "So, you have eliminated the monsters entrenched on the 40th floor?"

"No." Casillas shook his head: "One move."

"Losed by one move?" I asked tentatively. Seeing Casillas blink, I changed my question and asked: "Slightly missed by one move?"

He blinked again, then exhaled, and said: "It's still one move, and he was beaten out in one move."

Me: (ΩДΩ)? ! ! !

Was he beaten out in one move?

"Then what?" I asked, "How did you get the injuries on your body?"

"I fell into the lake on the 39th floor and was attacked by several monsters I had never seen before. After killing those monsters, I ended up like this."

"What kind of monster can actually hurt you like this?" I wondered: "If the theory is correct, the level of the monster on the 39th floor is probably level 19, which is higher than me now. Level 6. Are you afraid that you may have encountered an elite monster?"

"Elite monster?" Casillas asked in confusion: "What is that?"

"It is also a type of dungeon monster, but the number is relatively small, and the level is slightly higher than the monsters on the floor. If you encounter an elite monster, its level is likely to be above level 21. This is still a conservative estimate. Among the currently recorded elite monsters, the maximum level difference with monsters of the same type is five levels, but this does not mean that there is not a larger level difference."

"If it's level 5, it's probably a level 24 monster. Based on the monster's physical fitness, it can probably perform at the level of an adventurer at around level 26."

"I don't know if there have been level 26 adventurers before. Anyway, I have never seen one now."

"Have you never seen a level 26 adventurer?" Casillas twisted his neck in surprise, then took a breath of pain and waited for a while before asking again: "How many iron beards are there?" class?"

"About twenty," I said, "but he is blessed with bloodline power. After the blessing, his state will probably reach level twenty-three."

"impossible."

"How is it impossible?" I retorted without even thinking: "Iron Beard's bloodline power has been developed quite well, and it is not impossible to increase it to another level."

"I'm not talking about him," Casillas said: "Those monsters that besieged me will not be higher than Iron Beard."

"Don't they have magic weapons that can break through your defense?" I wondered: "Enchanted weapons might also work. Monsters holding enchanted weapons are probably very popular among adventurers."

"It's not what you think," Casillas said: "The opponent is a creature that looks like an octopus. It has sharp fangs that can cut my skin."

"Can it even cut through your tough skin?" I clicked my tongue, "That's really an extraordinary thing. If it can be pulled out, maybe it can be refined into an enchanted weapon. It's not impossible for a magic weapon. "

Facing the two cold gleams in Casillas's eyes, I scratched my head in embarrassment and said, "But since I can survive the catastrophe, I think I will be lucky in the future."

"Speaking of which, I heard that you challenged the dungeon again. Those guys who were taught combat experience or combat skills by you are very worried about you."

Casillas closed his eyes silently, but his hands were trembling slightly. This was probably an experience he had never had before. After all, he had been constantly challenging the strong since he left his home planet. , in the process, he met many powerful people, offended even more powerful people, and gained a prestigious reputation that made people fear him. However, there were very few people who truly respected and cared about him from the bottom of their hearts.

"Just rest in peace and recuperate. By the way, I heard that other powers have been poured into your body, which is constantly destroying your body. Is that true?"

"It doesn't matter," Casillas said: "This can also be regarded as part of spiritual practice."

"Don't be too reluctant," I said, "It's good to practice, but for some things, when you need help from others, it's better to find someone for help quickly."

At this moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Casillas's forehead, and his expression froze instantly.

I guess it's probably that strange force that's destroying the relationship again.

I quickly called the doctor and the priest, but they were unable to do anything.

It's not that their medical skills are not good, nor that they are not proficient in healing. It's just that their level is limited, and they are completely powerless with this power.

"How about I ask Tyler to come and help?" I thought to myself: "But can he really pull out this power that even the apostles can't do anything about?"