Chapter 493 One Move
I don’t know whether it was a momentary emergency response or a struggle due to imminent death. The moment the spear was about to pierce my body, my body escaped the control of my consciousness and twisted and dodged in an incredible way. A thunderous blow.
It all happened so quickly and suddenly that when I landed, I was still in a state of panic.
Achilles' spear didn't take the opportunity to pursue me. Perhaps he was also startled by the incredible twist of my body just now. At this moment, he was in a state of panic.
However, this is a very good opportunity for me. At least, I can use this moment to launch an attack.
It took a total of two seconds from his panic state to when he came to his senses. In these two seconds, I swung more than twenty knives at him, and from this, I also proved a fact: I His combat skills can't penetrate his light armor at all, and they're even useless!
Achilles looked at me with pity-like eyes, his thick lips moved slightly, and another passionate and ear-splitting loud voice said: "Young man, your evil attack will not have any effect on me, take advantage of my If you are in a good mood, you still have a chance to abandon evil and change your ways, otherwise, Achilles's anger will not be something you can bear!"
This set of answers was both half-hearted and conceited. I already had the word "well" on my forehead, and nameless anger was burning in my heart. At that moment, I said without thinking: "You are a big-headed idiot!"
With an angry retort, I rushed forward with a knife.
Although it was said that I rushed forward to fight with him, the actual situation was that I circled around to dodge his attack while taking advantage of the opportunity to attack him.
Achilles' strength is indeed incredible. He seems to wave his spear carelessly, but almost every time he points it at the weakest part of my defense. If I hadn't been alert to his movements, I would have been hit long ago.
Once again, I barely managed to avoid the sharp spearhead, and another gash was made on my shoulder by the white light of the spearhead, and blood came out in a flash.
I had long been numb to similar injuries, so I took advantage of him to retract his spear and stabbed him in the lower abdomen.
However, it was still blocked by the seemingly fragile light armor.
I'll do it!
I cursed unhappily. My hatred towards this light armor has reached its maximum.
Can anyone explain what this thin layer of light armor is that makes my attacks fail one after another? Is this the legendary bastard shell that can shine - Xuanwu Armor?
However, this seems to be a Western fantasy continent. How could it have the black technology of Eastern fantasy?
Thinking about it, I jumped back, dodged his attack, and asked: "Just talk about my killing intent, what is this glowing shell of yours?"
"Young man, don't you know how to change?" Achilles' voice trembled, and with a stroke of the spear in his hand, the air around him trembled and hummed.
Fading?
I suddenly recalled the degeneration effects of Xu Tengbo and Harold in my mind, and I couldn't help but tremble.
Compared with the fading effects of those bits and pieces in front of me, the difference between a candlelight and the sun and the moon is simply that!
My eyelids trembled slightly, and I forced myself to calm down and said, "Transformation is a privilege possessed by level 10 adventurers. I'm only level 7."
"Level 7? Hmm" Achilles stopped unexpectedly, his eyes staring at me.
Looking into his eyes, I felt as if I was confronting a dangerous lion. Even breathing was unnatural.
A few seconds later, Achilles spoke: "You can fight me for more than ten rounds with a seventh-level body. You are very strong, young man. You are the strongest seventh-level adventurer I have ever seen."
"I decided." He poked the spear into the ground, and with a click, a big hole was pierced in the floor tile: "If you can hurt me, even a little bit, I will let you go."
"You're really tolerant." I bared my teeth and sneered, "What about you, are you standing still?"
"No." He pulled out the spear again and said, "I will attack you, just like before."
"Holy shit!"
I couldn't help but curse again.
Although I still don’t know what level of strength he has, one thing I can be sure of is that at my current level, I simply cannot withstand the power of his blow.
But after all, he left me a chance to escape, and I had to seize it no matter what.
I think a person with his level of strength shouldn't lie.
Also, is he really human?
Can a person really jump out of a stone statue?
The most important thing is that he said that he is the attendant of the hero Carter Adams. Is this true?
If it's true, this guy has lived for at least a thousand years
I can't think about it anymore, it's beyond my comprehension.
But I have no time to be distracted, the battle is about to break out.
My feet slipped, I slowly gathered strength, and with a sudden burst, I rushed towards Achilles.
The black-gray blade drew a semicircle in the air and headed straight for Achilles' chest. However, it was stopped halfway by the spear in his hand.
when!
With a crisp sound, Naotachi's recoil bounced away, and I had to jump back repeatedly to get out of his attack range.
Looking at Achilles again, he didn't even move an inch. The spear in his hand slashed through the air. In an instant, a strong wind rushed towards me and hit me.
I was horrified and jumped to the side to avoid the strong wind. I heard an explosion behind me. I turned around and saw that a floor tile a few meters behind me was shattered by the force of the strong wind.
I rubbed it. It seems that not only his spear cannot touch him, but also the strong wind he sends out has to be avoided. This is very distressing.
Just as I was thinking, Achilles waved his spear again, and two more strong winds came straight towards me.
He turned around and managed to pass through the cracks of the strong wind. Then, there were two more explosions behind him.
cut!
I grinned, spit, stepped on my feet, and walked straight towards Achilles.
If you want to reverse your passivity, you must take the initiative to attack. No matter when he can break through the defense, attack him first!
With this thought in his mind, he stepped forward again.
I launched forty or fifty attacks in a row, but with no results at all. I was extremely anxious. If I continued to struggle like this, once I lost my physical strength, I couldn't tell what the outcome would be.
I jumped out of the range of Achilles' spear again. I was just waiting to charge up my strength for the next round of attack, but I saw Achilles rushing towards me with long strides. The spear in his hand glowed with white light, and it struck my body with a stab.
This stab was so powerful that the space it passed through emitted a soft roar, the squeezed air also trembled, and even a wave of arc light was produced out of thin air.
The powerful wind was in front of me in the blink of an eye, making it impossible for me to open my eyes. The sound of wind was whistling in my ears, and a threat of death followed.