The members of the Demon Shark Squad who came out of the passage this time are still called Burps.

It's just that unlike the previous bewitching Bulps, this person is a giant like a hill, and when his bloated body squeezes out of the passage with all his might, he is snorting and panting, and Luo Lan is simply struggling for him in his heart.

The giant's head was placed on his broad shoulders like a stone, his two small eyes were pressed by the fat on his face to the point that there was only a gap left, his upper body was ****, his lower body was a rough waistband, and he held an iron coral mallet in his hand, which was full of all kinds of bone spurs and sharp shells that made people's scalp tingle, and the cold and faint light showed that it was also smeared with deadly poison.

Luo Lan bet that if the giant lowered his head, he would never be able to see his toes, only his belly bulging as if it had been filled with food.

In addition to the hideous demon shark tattoos painted on the giant's blue skin, it was also painted with intricate and strange patterns, and the pitch-black lines as thick as thumbs were wrapped around the whole body from head to toe like a coiled snake, and even the toes were not spared.

Stick's thin, withered figure stood in front of the man, fearing that the latter would occasionally fall to his feet and squash him.

Russell's lazy face suddenly became serious, he kept rubbing his mustache, and said in surprise: "It's a sea giant!"

Sea giants, they are the inheritors of the ancient sea rune civilization, they can draw all kinds of strange rune circles on shields or weapons through some special materials, thus greatly increasing their power.

Sea giants need thousands of years to reach adulthood, and at that time they were comparable in size to the giant abyssal beasts, and they were not only powerful warriors among the Sea Clan, but also knowledgeable scholars.

The sea giant in front of him was obviously no more than 100 years old in terms of size.

Despite this, his combat power has surpassed that of ordinary land demonic beasts, not to mention the use of rune arrays, making him almost invincible.

The gap between the two seems so huge.

But on the contrary, the members of Monesco's team looked at the field nervously with solemn faces.

Stitch slowly raised his head, only to look at the sea giant, his eyes slightly widened under the cover of his messy hair, the corners of his stiff mouth twitched, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his pale, bloodless cheeks, as if the flesh of his face was just a mask that only touched a certain part.

The sea giant suddenly felt that he was enveloped by a chill, that feeling seemed to be being tightly watched by an ancient demonic beast, he clearly remembered that when he was fifty years old, he was targeted by a passing abyssal horned rhinoceros, and it was also this feeling that made him tremble at that time, until now, that cruel and vicious eye always appeared in nightmares, and he even felt that the pain of being torn by the sharp bone horns was faintly painful in a corner of his body.

Stick's eyes stared at the sea giant motionlessly, and before he knew it, the latter's body had an inexplicable spasm, and a sense of fear that could squeeze his soul out of his body tightly choked his throat.

The cold and cruel smile gradually enlarged in Sdick's eyes surrounded by dark circles, and the whites of his eyes revealed red bloodshots, and the pupils showed an inexplicable light like nervousness, it was a mixture of excitement and hunger, like a beast that had been hungry for many days without eating anything, and the sea giant on the opposite side was a large piece of delicious cake, as if he was wondering whether it should be cut open and eaten, or a whole piece of food.

There was no doubt that he was definitely planning to eat it separately, and I am afraid that he was hesitating at the moment to cut the other into several pieces.

Sdick stuck out his bright red tongue and licked his chapped lips. His hand was slowly raised, and sharp nails shining with cold light began to slowly stretch out on his index and middle fingers, although the movements were extremely slow, although everyone present, including Luo Lan, felt that their hearts seemed to be pressed by something, and the blood and tissues in it seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand.

Luo Lan took a long breath and was immediately relieved from this state, but he understood that this was mainly because Stitch's target was not him, if he was standing opposite at this moment, I am afraid that just the momentary pause and trance just now would be enough for him to die a dozen times.

He looked at the other person deeply, it wasn't a psychic shock, it wasn't any attack he knew, if I had to describe it, it was the instinctive fear of a creature in the face of a natural predator.

Stitch's throat rolled, like swallowing a mouthful of saliva before eating.

In his previous fights, all of his opponents had been cut into even pieces of flesh without exception, and the bloody horrors had left everyone deeply shocked.

In the face of this terrifying coercion, the sea giant could no longer bear it.

He suddenly shouted, raised his hands and said, "I admit defeat!"

The two forbidden deacons shouted as if they had come to their senses: "Stop!"

The corners of Stick's eyes twitched twice, his eyes seemed to beat violently in his sockets, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at the two deacons, and his cold and emotionless eyes were full of death,

The two deacons suddenly felt a stiff sensation spread from the soles of their feet to their throats, and involuntarily took a few steps back, and they looked at each other in shock, believing that as long as the owner of these eyes went crazy, he would tear open their bodies without hesitation in the next moment.

Sidick let out a sigh from his throat and smiled wickedly at the sea giant, then slowly lowered his head and crouched back in his ranks, curling up again.

The pressure on the field suddenly lightened, and almost everyone let out a long breath.

Vadubo shook his head, though it wasn't the first time, but he still shuddered at the horror he felt every time he struck.

The sea giant heard the sigh very clearly, not sympathizing with his opponent, let alone pity for his opponent, but as if he was lamenting that a delicious delicacy had slipped out of his mouth.

The sea giant returned to his queue in a cold sweat, and his feet were weak in the process, and he almost did not fall.

Monesco also shook his head, in the face of an opponent like Stick, he had thought of countless countermeasures before, but he still couldn't think of a way to deal with this person, as long as the Vadubo team had such a person, even if he was the only one left in the end, he could tear all the remaining opponents on the field to pieces, which was also one of the ways he tried to fight alone, trying to avoid the head-on conflict with this person, and similarly, the reason why he left room in the first game was also because he was afraid that too much blood would cause this person to go crazy.

Monesco glanced at Luo Lan from a distance, and said to the woman who had defeated the dwarf Andu before, "Meni, do you have any information about the masked man?"

Meni thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No, he should have joined after the last fight, right?"

Monesco groaned for a moment and said, "Who do you think we should send?"

Meni craned his chin and pondered, "Looking at his robes, he must be a man who is good at long-range attacks, right?" but he doesn't rule out the possibility of melee combat, I think ...... It's not as good as ......."

Monesco's expression was grim and he said, "No, Ange is our trump card, and we can't expose it easily." ”

"Boss, if you want to win this game, you must send Ange. If the opponent's strength is very different from Ange, then the victory and defeat can be quickly separated, he will not expose too much, if the strength is outstanding, there is no other suitable person except Ange. Meni looked at his captain and said with more strength: "Win or lose, we can exchange some favorable information with Wadubo afterwards, as long as he doesn't leak it." ”

Monesco snorted lightly and said, "Don't worry about credit, if Vadubo wants to get useful information in the future, he will know what to do." ”

Due to the lack of intelligence and sources of information, the slave team is known by exchanging terms with outside teams, so if their credibility fails, no one will provide them anymore.

At this point, the Forbidden Deacon declared the winner of the second solo fight to be Team Vadubo.

Everyone's eyes suddenly moved to Luo Lan's mysterious mask.

The third game that decides the final outcome will be up to him.

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