The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 826 Equally Divided

I was startled when I saw that the thick skin on Amon's ribs was blasted with a crack. Then I couldn't help but sigh that the ice fire girl's magic ultimate move was awesome. Then I came up with a way to defeat Amon - aim at the crack. , beat him hard!

Yes, it's that simple.

I called Emily from afar and told her, "There is a crack under Amon's ribs. Although it is only a shallow injury, it has broken through the defense."

Emily's face was expressionless, she said 'hmm', and swung her sword straight into Amon's ribs.

This time, Amon finally changed the target of attack and launched a fierce attack on Emily.

In his crazy state, Amon had an unusually low IQ. He only knew how to attack Emily blindly, and he didn't even know how to cover the wound with his palm to minimize the damage.

Emily's attack speed was quite fast, and her attack frequency was also quite high. In just an instant, she slashed dozens of times at the wound on Amon's ribs.

If it had not broken its defense, it would have been easy to carry her dozens of times with Amon's skin and flesh. But at this moment, its defense had been broken. Although the wound was small, it was fatal.

Emily's attack was unambiguous, going down to the flesh, and it was bloody every time. Even though Amon's skin was rough and thick, a piece of sticky, bloody flesh was cut off in just a few seconds, and it hurt. Howling.

At the same time, the mage girls from Emily's team and the long-range attack players from my team launched the second round of attacks against Amon.

The magic gunpowder was so densely intertwined that standing a few meters away, I felt like I was watching fireworks.

The attack lasted for nearly half an hour, and Amon finally fell to the ground. It was covered in blood and breathing heavily. Its dark red eyes gradually turned bright red. Its hands, feet and body no longer twitched, but changed into a A state of complete relaxation.

Looking at the blood flowing continuously from it, it will die soon.

Emily held the sword and stood aside. She panted slightly and tried hard to recover the energy she had spent. A lot of sweat flowed on her smooth forehead, and the loose hair on her forehead that was originally flying was stuck to her forehead.

Apart from being slightly tired, she was otherwise fine.

Behind her, two archer girls stood on the left and right, holding bows in their hands, ready to give Amon the final blow.

I forgot to mention that the Elf Archer girls came back after the battle became intense. They did not choose to rush forward and fight alongside Emily. Instead, they stood aside and kept attacking Amon with their feather arrows.

To be honest, although their feather arrows are powerful, they still cannot break through Amon's defense. At most, they can be shot on its fur and become decorations.

"The madness has subsided." Odachi's voice sounded in my mind: "It is also dying. It seems that it was abandoned by the manipulator hiding in the dark."

"Although I don't know if there is a controller hiding in the dark, I can feel that it is no longer hostile to me."

After thinking about it, I walked towards Amon, squatted down, sighed, and said, "Can you understand me?"

Amon didn't say a word, just looked at me with a pair of bull's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I launched a ruthless attack on your weakness," I apologized: "But that was something I had no choice but to do. After all, the atmosphere just now was very tense. Either you will kill me, or I will." You have no other option."

Amon's eyes were a little distracted, and he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

I was a little sentimental: "Don't worry, I won't forget you after you die. You are the second dungeon monster to defeat me."

It growled low, its eyes full of relief. The next moment, it suddenly raised its hand and clenched it into a fist. My heart tightened: Is it going to attack me?

Just as I was about to retreat, the voice of the Odachi sounded in my mind: "Don't move, it has no killing intent."

I hurriedly stretched out my hand to stop the elf girls who were preparing to shoot Amon with arrows. I stood motionless and looked at him.

The fist that was as big as half a man didn't smash down directly, but slowly stretched out straight in front of me, and then let out a low roar.

"Are you going to give me something?" I glanced at its fist, but didn't see anything.

It growled again, but I still didn't understand and looked around with a confused expression.

"Captain" Gordo walked up: "I think it wants to fist bump with you."

"Fist bump?" I asked doubtfully.

Amon roared again, and its fist stretched out in front of me.

I pondered for a while: "Okay, just bump fists. If you don't fight, you won't get to know each other. Although we have only known each other for a short time, you are indeed a very strong opponent, second only to Emily."

One big and one small, one fist touched each other, and Amon roared softly again. As if he was deflated, his fist suddenly fell to the ground, and then, its huge body slowly turned into fly ash.

No coins were dropped, and no materials were dropped. Only a large pool of blood was left on the ground, as well as two pieces of equipment and a small pure black stone lying quietly in the blood.

Emily stepped forward, ignored the equipment, picked up the black stone, and frowned at it for a while.

"What is this?" I asked her.

"I don't know" Emily said lightly.

"Have you seen anything like this before?" I asked again.

"I've seen it," Emily said: "At a deeper level, where the boss died, the color is the same as this stone, but the size is much different. The previous one was smaller, and this one is larger."

"Didn't you give it to an elder or something to study?"

"After studying it," Emily said: "Her Majesty the Queen and the elders can't tell what it is. They only know that it is very hard and cannot be melted."

"Then how do you usually deal with these things?" I asked again.

"Collect" Emily said: "Generally we will collect them in one place."

"Just sit there and pile ashes?"

"Do you have any good ideas?" Emily asked looking at me.

"Well, actually I don't have any good ideas, hehe." I scratched my head and said, "Can you give me this thing?"

"What do you want it for?" Emily asked confused.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to keep it," I said, "I also got similar black stones before, but they were all lost and can't be found. Now that I think about it, it's quite a pity."

"Oh, okay then" Emily handed me the black stone without thinking.

After collecting the black stones, I smiled at her and expressed my gratitude. She didn't say anything. She bent down to pick up the equipment on the ground, handed it to the Elf Archer girl beside her, and said, "Go back and evaluate it."

"Yes" the elf girl replied while carefully putting the equipment away.

"Are you trying to identify its purpose?" I asked.

"No." Emily shook her head: "I want to appraise its price and then share it equally with you."

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