Chapter 65 Guess

After fighting for half an hour, I was panting and sweating profusely, and its body became slow and messy.

If anyone looks from a distance, they will find that most of the spider's trunk is carved with deep or shallow scars, and I also made two large holes in the abdomen and tail. A few strands of light green juice came from the damaged parts. It dripped out everywhere, and the juice was as thick as silk, and it took a long time to drip.

There are cuts of different depths on its eight sharp claws. I have cut off half of the middle claw. The fracture has not healed, and there is no juice flowing out. There is only a light green jelly-like thing in the wound. The position is shaking, as if he is repairing the lost torso and regenerating the broken limbs.

It's just that the severed limb regenerates extremely slowly, and it doesn't attract my attention at all.

Of course, if I had known that it had such incredible healing ability, I would have collapsed on the spot. Throwing away the sword, I would have lied on the ground and pointed at the sky and cursed: God of Creation, you are a bastard, you are a bastard. ××!

However, this is just an assumption, because now I don't have any extra energy and physical strength to scold that unscrupulous old bastard.

The left shoulder was poked by a sharp claw, and it had become bloody. Fortunately, although the wound was large, it was not deep, and there was not much bleeding. It was just that the wound hurt when I raised my arm to exert force. This was indeed a bit disturbing. People are distressed.

While I was distressed, a thought suddenly came to my mind: It would be great if I was fighting an intelligent humanoid monster. As I swung my sword, the wound hurt, causing my whole face to twist and deform with a bared teeth. Sure enough, it will be frightened by my ferocious honor and tremble, and then... there will be no more, I will take the opportunity to behead the enemy and win a complete victory.

The [obscene] thoughts were running through my mind, and I laughed three times. A tearing pain suddenly came from my shoulder, and I grinned subconsciously.

Of course, it has no use. Spiders and humans are two different species. Not to mention whether it can understand my grimace art, just because of the honor of its green face and fangs, even if Even if I make a face that is so paralyzed, I may not have the frightening appearance it was born with.

Opportunism is no longer possible. As for escaping, if I had lost six of its legs, I dare say it could crawl faster than it. However, I only lost one of its legs. No matter how bad a seven-legged spider is, it can still crawl faster than my two. People with legs should run faster.

Escape was not an option. After much deliberation, the only option was to fight to the end.

As an adventurer, I don't like fighting very much. I just hope to find out the cause of my left arm, find a cure, and then take Phoenix, Cagalli, and Barbara to find a place with beautiful scenery to give birth to the baby. .

As for the idea of ​​returning to the blue planet?

Cut, superficial.

I can only express my deep disdain for this: in my previous life, I grew up in an orphanage and was an otaku for twenty-eight years. Living in the smog and exhaust, I could only masturbate in front of the screen and didn’t even have a partner. , since coming here, not only has the air been fresh and the scenery picturesque, but I have also found girls who are devoted to me, and there are three of them!

The shadows of the three girls flashed before my eyes, and a force surged out again: I must win, and there are three girls waiting for me at home! I'm still a virgin until now!

Thinking of this, he held the handle of the knife tightly again and rushed towards the spider.

The spider originally wanted to delay time and use green bodily fluid to repair the wounds on its body before fighting me again.

So it kept staring at me with its eight eyes, posing a threat and trying to restrict my movements.

Its intelligence is good and its combat intentions are clear, but it is a pity that it does not consider the issues between species.

If this method is used on spiders, it may have miraculous effects, but when used on me, it has no effect.

No matter how wide its eight eyeballs are, or how its two big claws are squeaking, in my eyes, there is no distinction between delicate features and roe-headed eyes. A spider is just a spider. Once it threatens me, it will either be crushed to death or killed.

Seeing me rushing up, it finally gave up its threats and intimidation. It kept raising its seven claws and waving its sharp claw tips, ready to give this "little bug" a fatal blow at any time.

Less than two steps away, Naotachi raised his sword and blocked the first attack of the claws. Then he slashed sideways and hit one of the spider's front paws, cutting off the tip of the front paw. It screamed in pain, and both sides Only the middle claw pierced my body. I dodged left and right, avoiding the attack of the two claws, and swung my sword again, slashing hard at its body.

Just like that, a new round of fighting began.

This time the fight was short, only twenty minutes, but the injuries I suffered were several times more than before.

There was a two-inch-long wound on my left leg, bleeding with blood, and a small hole was poked in my right rib. Fortunately, I stepped back quickly, otherwise I would have been stabbed to the core!

The clothes on his body were scratched in several places by the claws of spiders, and they were broken into several pieces of cloth, which were connected into avant-garde beggar clothes.

"Damn, my clothes are torn again!"

I said angrily: "Don't you know that beggars' clothes are not popular in Zefeng Continent? Don't you know that buying clothes is very expensive! You spider with a broken leg, if you were on the blue planet, you would have been chopped off, chop it off, damn it. Take it with a pinch of salt and join the KFG set meal!”

The sword in his hand kept clashing with the spider's claws.

During the collision, I discovered a very important clue. Although it was impossible to cut off its claws with one knife, the effect was very satisfactory if I slashed at the same position with several consecutive knives at the same time.

If you think about it carefully, isn't that the same thing about the paw that I destroyed before?

Although there is a way to kill the spider, the process is tortuous. The spider's claws are extremely flexible, and it is very difficult to hit the same position continuously.

Then, I started the miserable mode of attacking the injured area while jumping up and down to dodge the attacks.

After more than ten minutes of chopping, I finally cut off all five long legs of the spider, leaving only a longer leg on the left and a pair of front claws that always protected the big turtle.

I was already gasping for breath, and I sat down on the ground. I didn't even have the strength to lift the sword. My clothes, which had been soaked with sweat, were sticky to my body. My body was almost exhausted, but I didn't feel any discomfort.

I turned my head and looked at the eight compound eyes of the spider waiting for me. I frowned and cursed feebly: "You still dare to stare at me like this. Believe it or not, I will chop you up and make it into a dish when I have the strength." Got it!"

However, there was no language barrier and no way to communicate. The spider's eight compound eyes stared at me with hatred and fear all the time, and its mouth still hissed unwillingly.

However, I ignored it. What was always on my mind was another question: The monsters on the eleventh floor were level five, and I was level six, at least one level higher than them. Logically speaking, there shouldn’t be such a hard fight, but the fact was that It happened before my eyes. If it weren't for the power of the weapon, I might have become a snack for spiders.

Could it be possible that something strange happened in the dungeon again?

My cold is much better, although my head is still dizzy and my nose is still stuffy╮(╯▽╰)╭