Chapter 3589 Weakness
The wheels of war are rolling in, heavy and killing.
Standing at the foot of the city, holding the sword, he quietly looked at the group of monsters coming slowly in the distance.
Yes, this time, I also joined the war.
I have no intention of disturbing the balance of the situation like Ozma did.
But this is a war that I have to take part in.
The invaders didn't seem to think that a mere town could quell their anger, so monsters with strength comparable to the apostles once again stepped onto the battlefield and slowly came towards us.
These monsters, whose strength is comparable to that of the apostles, may look tall, strong, or thin but sharp. Although their visual impact is far less powerful than that of giant human monsters, their aura is not comparable to that of any monster on the field.
No monster even dared to come within three meters of them.
"These monsters seem to be unpopular," I whispered to Prey: "Look at how big a vacuum is around them. This is evidence that they cannot blend into the crowd. Believe it or not, if we remove these monsters, and If they are severely injured, you may not even need to kill them personally, the monster cannon fodder next to them can eat them alive."
After hearing this, Prey shook his head slightly and expressed disbelief: "The level of life and the oppression of blood are not what you say. Even if they are severely damaged, as long as this level and oppression are not broken, the cannon fodder monsters will not dare to deal with it. They do anything disrespectful."
"This is not absolute," I retorted, "Take my hometown as an example. Putting apostles and humans together, there is an insurmountable life level gap and blood pressure. But look at how many apostles are really Have they established themselves as kings in the Zephyr Continent? No, not one! The reason is all due to the counterattack of human adventurers. If the gap in life levels and the oppression of blood were really so effective, humans would have been obedient long ago. If we bow our heads and surrender, Zefeng Continent will no longer be the burial place of the apostles, but a paradise."
After being silent for a while, Prey agreed with my theoretical point of view and felt that this was something that might happen, but he still didn't think that this was something that would definitely happen.
After all, Prey is well-informed and was once a god on a planet. Naturally, he has seen many natural laws that I have never seen before.
Then, I turned my eyes to Casillas. Seeing his fierce fighting spirit, I asked with concern: "Is there really nothing wrong with your health?"
Casillas glanced at me and said solemnly: "No problem."
Turning back, he cast his gaze towards the top of the city. At this moment, standing on the top of the city, in addition to Crying Eyes Held, who was not good at melee combat, there was also Flame Dragon Breath Selen, whose leg injury had not healed.
When this guy saw me looking at him, he actually waved his hand at me with a playful smile. Seeing his arrogant expression, I wanted to punch his dragon face a few times.
Nearly a quarter of an hour passed, and the two sides stood still in silence for a few seconds, and then the war was about to break out.
Thousands of monsters and tens of thousands of adventurers rushed toward each other, and the entire battlefield instantly fell into chaos.
The cannon fodder monsters and adventurers fought together, while we and the apostle-level monsters consciously separated from the melee and opened up a wider battlefield.
What Tianjiao Prey faced was a monster that was overall silver-white, but had red decorations on the left half of its body and blue decorations on its right half. This monster looked very powerful at first glance, and looked very much like the domineering character in Hong Kong comics. Villain.
The opponent of Conqueror Casillas was a human-type monster holding a spear, but this monster was not a simple character in terms of its aura or the killing intent emanating from its body.
In my opinion, this human-type monster is actually more like a real human being, but it has been imbued with the power of a monster, thus becoming a nondescript existence.
The opponent of Ozma, the ghost god of chaos, is a cat-shaped monster with a silver-white body, a green tail, and a pair of shining green eyes.
This cat-shaped monster looks far more powerful and dangerous than the cat-shaped monsters that serve as cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Saint Michael's opponent is a monster whose whole body is like volcanic stone, with boiling lava rolling on its chest and abdomen. Judging from the appearance, Michelle's holy light attacks do not seem to cause much substantial damage to it.
My opponent is a monster carrying a volcanic rock pillar. The volcanic rock pillar will ignite orange-yellow light from time to time, burning and distorting the surrounding air.
The monster's body is made of an unknown indigo material. On its chest and abdomen, there are bright patterns that emit orange-red light from time to time. When the light blooms, it also emits high temperature, burning the surrounding air until it distorts.
Looking at the opponent in front of me, I was a little confused.
Why can't my opponent be a monster that looks like a martial artist?
Instead, is it this kind of monster that is covered in special effects at first glance?
In distress, I held my forehead, then drew my knife and stepped forward, directly confronting the monster in a head-on confrontation.
Clinker, the monster's power was exaggeratedly great, and it knocked me away with just one face-to-face encounter.
After landing smoothly, I frowned and my hand holding the knife became tighter.
"Aren't you sick when you confront a powerful monster head-on?" Odachi's voice sounded in my ears.
"Don't you feel any other problems?" I asked back: "The monster's body defense is not very strong, and its toughness seems to be on par with Mithril. If you want to use the demon sword to break through the defense, it will take some effort. Son."
"What are your plans?" Odachi asked.
"What suggestions do you have?" I asked.
"Suggestion?" Odachi chuckled and said, "Be circumstantial and don't take the usual path."
"You mean harassment, sneak attack?"
"That's right," Odachi said: "Judging from the way it just collided with you, this monster focuses on strength, but its speed is very average. It can be regarded as a flaw. You can take advantage of its speed to deal with it. As long as you find its weakness, you can defeat it in one fell swoop.”
"Speed is a flaw, I understand that." I said, "But do you think this guy has a weakness?"
"Why not?" Odachi asked back: "Even the God of Creation has his weaknesses."
"Why are you so sure that the God of Creation also has weaknesses?" I asked.
"It's very simple," Odachi said: "If the God of Creation had no weaknesses, there wouldn't be a decisive battle between the God of Fighting Biana and the God of Creation."
"You mean that the God of Creation also has human weaknesses, for example, a soft heart?"
"Having said that," Odachi changed his tone and said, "Do you really think it is appropriate to talk about the God of Creation now?"
After dodging the monster's heavy blow, I stepped back and said, "I'm just talking. Having said that, where do you think the monster's weakness is?"