Chapter 822 Designated Opponent

Although the tone of Odachi's words is strange, it is still very credible. At least, so far, it has not tricked me. In its words: Although I have a soul, I am just a sword, different from you humans. You can speak without conscience, but I cannot speak without conscience.

When I learned that Emily could kill the monster hidden in the dust without any harm, my heart finally calmed down. However, I still felt a sense of oppression from it. This is because the strength gap is too large. Disadvantages.

Finally, the dust cleared and the monster was revealed.

What a big Amon.

This idea appeared in my mind the first time I saw it.

Its height is comparable to that of the tauren boss, with a fist as big as half an adult's body.

The skin on the body is khaki and mottled, like dried loess, with some messy fur extending from the gaps in the soil.

Its legs and arms are like the trunks of four giant trees, covered with thorny muscles. These muscles will tremble slightly and emit a faint white mist with every movement of Amon.

There are two horns on its head, which are bent and twisted. They are similar in shape to the sharp horns of the tauren boss, but the difference is that it only has one complete sharp horn and the other is a broken horn.

I can't see what the cross-section of the broken horn looks like, and I don't know whether it was born this way or whether it was broken by external forces. In short, it only has one horn.

Amon's eyes are the same as those of other mutated Amon. They are blood red, as if blood dripped into the eyes and dyed them.

"Don't all the monsters in the dungeon have pink eye?"

I suddenly came up with such an inappropriate idea, and then the idea got out of control: I wonder if there are eye drops in this world. If so, if it is dropped into their eyes, will it cure their problems? What about a disease?

Just as I was thinking about it, a dull nasal sound sounded, startling me.

Looking up, the giant Amon had arrived six or seven meters away from Emily. It did not continue to move forward, but stood there, breathing heavily and shaking its arms slightly.

Emily confronts it with one sword and one person. Behind her, the two archer girls have their bowstrings fully drawn and are ready to go. Behind them, the magician girl has condensed a cone-shaped magic missile, which looks like it will be launched at any time. After being able to release it, the priest girl began to sing slowly, and one after another auxiliary magic blessed us.

Seeing this scene, I feel that today, this powerful Amon is going to be abused.

After all, there are many of us, and there are strong men who can defeat it completely. With so many chances of winning, shouldn't Amon show a look of fear? Even if it's not fear, at least it should show some anger, right? Or, roar twice to embolden yourself?

Why is it different from other Yamon, so calm, like a long-experienced old monk, showing detachment and calmness when facing many martial arts masters who want to intercept him?

Could this be its strategic strategy?

I guessed: when we get tired of confronting it and run away, it will suddenly launch an attack and catch it off guard. Anyway, it will die anyway, so it will have a back-up before death. Is that what it thinks?

When I was digging into the belly of Amon with the heart of a villain, the giant Amon in front of me moved.

It didn't launch an attack, but stretched out its index finger, which was about the same thickness as an adult's thigh, and pointed at...me?

Ah? Why does Mao want to point at me? Do I have any grudge against you?

Okay, I admit, I have killed many of your younger brothers, but I am not the only one here who attacked Amon, almost everyone has done it, why do you point at me?

Do you think I'm easy to bully?

Just as she was thinking about it, Emily turned her head, followed Amon's direction to find me, and said, "Xiao Yi, it wants to fight you."

I was silent for a long time: ".I know."

After that, I came to the front of the team, looked at Emily, sighed, and then passed her.

"I want to know, why is it me?" I was a little helpless, looked at Amon and said, "Are you picking on the weak?"

Surprisingly, Amon seemed to understand what I said. It shook its head, then clenched its fists and assumed a fighting posture.

I won’t ask any more questions, it’s just a fight anyway, so what are you afraid of!

Precipitating the murderous intention from his body, he instantly activated his combat skills and rushed towards Amon with a single lunge.

In the first round, I had a draw with Amon. Its huge fist did not hit me, and the Odachi activated combat skill in my hand did not hurt it either.

Yes, it didn't hurt at all, leaving only a shallow mark, just like when you lightly scratch the skin with your fingernails.

"Damn it, pill!" I said silently in my heart: "This Amon's defense is amazingly strong!"

I have always relied on breaking the enemy's defense to win, but this time I hit a wall. Not to mention breaking the enemy's defense, even scratches were a problem.

After a single blow failed, I continued to fight with it.

Just as Odachi said, I am no match for this guy. Not only can I not break through his defense, but I have also been attacked by him repeatedly. Those fists that are half the size of my body are no joke. If they really hit my body, they would not be able to defeat me. Throw me into the ground on the spot!

However, Odachi also said just now that there is still a chance of winning, but it is only a slim line.

I don’t know what the chances of winning are on this front, but it’s definitely inseparable from fighting.

After three or four minutes of continuous beating, my murderous Odachi sword only cut off some of its thick fur, not to mention blood, and probably didn't even touch its real skin!

I'm already feeling a little tired - mentally tired.

The fighting was still going on. Amon's fists were swinging faster and faster, and the wind of the fists was getting fiercer and fiercer. At first, I could not help but dodge and attack. Slowly, I became unable to stop and rarely attack. In the end, it became impossible to dodge and there was almost no chance to attack.

To be honest, I really want to see and chop it. Whether it’s to vent my anger or find a chance of winning, it’s better to be able to chop it than not to chop it. But no matter what, it feels like beating a chicken now. Blood, as soon as the fist hit here, the fist from the other side came over. As soon as the other side dodged the punch, the fist from this side caught it again.

I dragged the Odachi, jumped left and right in mid-air, and ran to its body to dodge, like a monkey.

However, this is not a long-term solution, because I found that Amon's attack speed is getting faster and faster, and my dodge speed is almost reaching its limit.