Chapter 645 It’s so Damn Delicious

Hearing this, Lu Xiao was immediately unhappy, and then began to curse: "Bah! If I really couldn't afford it, I wouldn't say you would hurt your waist!"

Hearing this, a strange-looking dagger appeared in Dante's hand.

The dagger was very short, only about ten centimeters.

Danting raised the dagger in his hand and said with a teasing tone: "I haven't even used 'active' yet, and you actually said I can't afford it!"

"How about we let go and have a good fight?"

Lu Xiao answered without hesitation: "If you want to have a good fight, then let go of all restrictions and fight hard!"

"Whoever is cowardly is a grandson!"

Danting glanced around with his peripheral vision.

At this time, only the Wanderers' coalition was left around them.

The Wanderers consciously gave way to the two.

After all, the combat power of these two has exceeded their cognition.

If they are accidentally touched by the aftermath of the battle, they may not even have ashes left.

At this time, the bone fragments still stuck on the dense forest on Lu Xiao's chest have already explained everything.

And Dante and Lu Xiao's communication is also carried out through consciousness.

It's like encrypted communication, no one can eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

The two then set up their positions again.

Before this, Dante was an excellent sacrifice.

The amount of training he has undergone is unimaginable for ordinary people.

His every move has been systematically trained.

In contrast, Lu Xiao is like a casual cultivator in front of Dante.

No one guides him, everything can only rely on himself to explore.

The two are in the same position of gods, the only difference is that the authority they hold is different.

After a moment of confrontation, Dante took the lead.

He did not attack Lu Xiao, but inserted the dagger in his hand into his chest.

The dagger sank into his chest and pierced deeply into his heart.

There was no picture of blood gushing out.

Dante did not even pull out the "active", but let it stay on his chest.

His muscles bulged instantly, and his dark red skin glowed brightly.

At this moment, even the wings behind him were full of muscles.

He looked like a muscle monster.

His muscle lines were sharp and angular, more exaggerated than any professional bodybuilder.

Especially the horn on his head.

The horn, whose composition was unknown, also became thicker.

The crown on his head shone brightly, and circles of invisible ripples spread out in all directions.

Wherever the ripples passed, the pupils of those wanderers disappeared instantly, leaving only an eyeball.

The eyeballs were scarlet, and capillaries crawled all over their eyes.

At the same time, Dante raised his arms and shouted: "Warriors, follow me to kill the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, those wanderers looked at Lu Xiao.

Countless pairs of blood-red eyes made Lu Xiao feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.

This was also the first time he faced a real god.

No one knew how Dante became a god.

Similarly, no one knows what Dante paid when he broke through the boundaries of the gods.

In Lu Xiao's eyes, Dante was like a real emperor at this time.

He only needed to raise his arm and countless lives would follow him.

Lu Xiao sniffed his nose and said solemnly: "You let your men die to consume me. Your behavior is completely that of a tyrant!"

Facing Lu Xiao's words, Dante said indifferently: "Tyrants are also kings!"

The communication between consciousness is much faster than speaking.

While Lu Xiao and Dante were talking, those red-eyed wanderers surrounded Lu Xiao's position.

The deformed heads were connected into one piece. They were of different heights, different fats and thins, and shaped like a turbulent sea.

The reason why these hell creatures became wanderers is that no race is willing to recognize their identity.

Most wanderers have a mixture of multiple racial characteristics.

Even the lives of those big tribes often call them "hybrids".

Although this name is extremely insulting, it has to be said that it is very vivid.

Some have abscesses all over their heads, some have a single wing on their backs...

But they all have one common feature, that is, 'deformity'.

And these deformed wanderers, under the influence of Dante's ability, are as neat as a well-trained army.

And Dante's influence on them is not just this.

At this moment, every wanderer is burning his life.

An extremely complex aura swept towards Lu Xiao.

Watching them approaching him step by step, Lu Xiao's face gradually became solemn.

If it were just these enhanced wanderers, Lu Xiao would not be able to face them in a serious battle.

The key is that there is Dante watching on the side.

Facing the covetous eyes of this 'tyrant', even Lu Xiao felt like he was about to suffocate.

The strong sense of oppression made him feel like he was facing an army alone.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With Dante's order.

The wanderers began to charge towards Lu Xiao.

The eyes of each wanderer were blood red.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiao took a deep breath.

At this moment, the rest of the onlookers stopped their actions.

The two forces actually stopped the melee tacitly.

They set their sights on the battlefield.

Everyone was curious about how far this brave minotaur could go.

They were also curious about Dante's true strength.

Everyone knew that Dante was the prophesied one-horned lord.

But no one had ever really seen him in action.

Similarly, no one thought that one day an unknown minotaur would make Dante go all out.

The hell creatures with the ability to fly took off at the same time.

They would witness this battle between gods with their own eyes from the best perspective.

Seeing those wanderers getting closer and closer to the brave minotaur.

Noisy discussions rang out.

"Even the big demons in the royal city can't rely on their own strength to stop such an army, right?"

"It's hard to say. Didn't you see it just now? The minotaur actually tied with the king!"

"When did such a god appear in the minotaur tribe?"

"By the way, look at the horns on the minotaur's head, they seem to be much thicker than the king's horns!"

"If you ask me, the king is just lucky. If he hadn't been chosen by the will of hell, the minotaur would have beaten him to death long ago!"

"You're right, look at the minotaur's chest hair, it's shiny and shiny, I've never seen such a perfect chest hair shape!"

"The armpit hair alone is thicker than the hair on my whole body combined!"

"It's so damn smelly!"