After walking for a while, I stopped and caught my breath. (8) (1) Chinese Net. ８⒈

In between, four more Amon were killed.

The strength of these four Amon is still very weighty, not only the attack is fierce, but the attack is also faster than the previous one, and one of them even has explosive potential, although it is not as violent and brutal as the first Amon, but it still makes me feel the strength of a monster like Amun.

In the absence of killing intent and inability to use combat skills, Amon's strong muscles have become strong, even if it is a straight knife, it will not be easily cut off, and my self-created knife method takes a tricky and agile route, so it often happens that Amon is slashed like a blood gourd, but he can't die.

It's a good thing that Phoenix didn't see this, otherwise she would have accused me of being inhumane again.

Compared with attacks with or without combat skills, I gradually understood the characteristics of resonance.

It is supposed to be a defense-breaking skill similar to the Break effect, which weakens or completely breaks the defense of an attack location with that unknown blurred streak.

Then, while attacking, it creates a destructive effect that crushes the attacked area and weakens the self-healing effect of the wound.

"That's how it should be," I thought silently.

If you talk about the effect alone, resonance is indeed a rare combat skill, but its starting conditions make me feel very difficult.

After all, with the murderous intent on the rise, it will be difficult for me to control the desire to fight in my heart, and my body will once again lose control, becoming a madman who only pursues battle.

I can only stop using the combat skill for the time being, and then make plans after I can control my body in the state of killing intent.

I remember that there was a saying in the past, when you don't have money, you need money, and it's very uncomfortable; After you have money, you can't, and it's even more uncomfortable.

I now fall into the second case.

After a hundred and ten meters, he killed more than a dozen Amun, sat in place, and took a nap.

After taking a sip of water, I quietly contemplated the living environment of the fifteenth floor.

Every ten meters, I will meet Ammon, and I will only meet one Ammon, that is to say, Amon is a monster that lives alone, and each Amon has its own territory.

Although the environment on the fifteenth floor of the dungeon is tortuous, and there are forks in the road from time to time, there are occasional paths that are more than ten meters long.

On such a path, it is inevitable that there will be two or so Amon at the same time.

I tried to attack Amun, who was closer to me, but instead of coming to the aid of his kind, Amon chose to turn a blind eye and remain alone in his territory.

In other words, they are extremely territorial, but they have no sense of coexistence at all.

Amon's single combat ability is still relatively strong, and if they can be gathered, it will be a terrifying momentum.

However, the opposite is true, and in this way, Amon on the fifteenth layer can still be easily defeated if he has the opportunity to attack their fatal point.

But after all, it's not easy to do, after all, it's a guy who eats on muscles, and compared to those monsters before, his physique is a mess.

Take the Matthew knife as an example, the previous monsters, except for the stone shell monster, basically didn't have anything it couldn't cut, that is, the question of how much effort it took.

On the fifteenth floor, after fighting with the first Amon, it turned into a piece of iron hemp, and it was awkward to wield it.

After resting, stand up and look around.

It's a fork in the road, and there are three other roads to take besides the one you came from.

Which way to go?

I thought about it, but I couldn't make up my mind.

Let's use the old way.

Once I had made up my mind, I stood up straight, raised my right hand flat, closed my eyes, and began to circle in place.

Yes, this is the old way I usually use to refer to where to go!

After a dozen turns, the whole world seemed to start spinning, I stopped turning, staggered a few steps, stabilized my body, endured the feeling of wanting to repulse, opened my eyes that were still in a state of vertigo, and looked.

Finger orientation...... It's a rock wall.

Shook his head and tapped his fingers a few times, well, solid.

Is it possible, am I going to dig it up?

I tried stabbing with a straight knife a few times, and the sharp blade cut the stone face nearly a centimeter deep.

"I think I can dig in," I thought, "but do you really want to dig in?" ”

I hesitated a little again, after all, I was reluctant to give up the only weapon left in my hand.

sighed: "Hey, it's for chopping, not for digging passages, and besides, I'm not a mole." ”

As a result, the previous road was nullified.

"Looks like we'll have to choose again," I rubbed my temples, "it's still the same old way." ”

So, I spun around again.

And then...... It's the wall again.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Again, vomit..."

Finally I threw up a mess.

After vomiting, the whole person sat slumped aside like a deflated ball.

Gasping weakly, like a dead dog hanging up.

"Can't turn it anymore!"

I emphasized in my heart: "Another transfer will kill someone!" ”

However, his body is still full of fighting spirit, as if to say to me: If you don't turn around today, you will never give up!

Hehe...... My body has its own obsessive-compulsive attributes...... Lamentable.

Reluctantly turned around again, and the arm finally pointed in a direction, his grandma's! It is the direction when I come.

Nima teases me?

I had doubts about my choice of circles.

Let's do it again.

I made up my mind, and this time, if I couldn't turn in a good direction, I would go back and buy a hoe and chisel the rock wall here.

Maybe it was my body that echoed me, or maybe it was the God of Creation who was afraid that I was really foolish, but in short, this last round of guidance went very smoothly.

The direction of the finger is the channel on the left.

After my dizzy head recovered, I stepped into the left passageway.

Along the way, there were no monsters, and I was a little puzzled: "Could it be that the monsters in this passage have gone on vacation?" ”

Looking around, there is a slight debris on the surrounding rock faces.

I remember that the structure of the dungeon would be restored in the early hours of the morning every day, and there would be no signs of chipping, shattering, etc.

Since there are traces of man-made shattering, it means that there should have been adventurers passing by in this vicinity before.

Maybe Amon here was wiped out by those people.

Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've met an adventurer in a dungeon, and I've always been a loner, rarely staying in one place for long, let alone trying other paths.

The only hobby is to keep moving forward and challenge more rare monsters.

Today, though, in a good mood, I decided to go and see how other adventurer squads farmed.