Chapter 240: The Seventeenth Floor
The basketball-sized magic missile was ready, and at the slightest signal from the magician, it would fly out with a thud. (8)γ(1)δΈβ‘ γζη½γ.81.
Seeing that the target had suddenly disappeared, the walking cannibal on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, looking around blankly, and then locked on to the position of the two warriors again, roared, and rushed towards them.
It's just that due to excessive physical exertion, it walks slowly and is speechless.
The magician muttered something first, and then, with the head of the staff stretched, a magic missile the size of a basketball, with a bang, drew a straight white light and slammed into the disk.
Rumble!
With a small roar, the magic missile released a dazzling white light, as well as a huge amount of energy.
The white light flashed, and a ripple of energy scattered out in all directions, impacting three or five meters away before dissipating.
When the dust had cleared, the walking cannibalism in the field, the plate had been blown to pieces, and in full view of everyone, it turned into a puff of black smoke, leaving behind a silver coin.
"Huh."
Looking at a silver coin lying in the mound, I smiled sympathetically, saying that the potion was worth more than the silver coin.
In the face of this battle that outweighed the losses, I chose to ignore it directly.
Jumped off the earthen wall and walked towards the vast Gobi.
If you encounter a walking cannibal that pesters you, I'll kill them with my skills.
...
Along the way, I met more than a dozen walking cannibals one after another, which annoyed me enough.
In the face of this pestering little monster, I chose the most direct way to avoid it, I can't afford to provoke it, can't we still hide!
It's not so easy to get around these monsters.
Although they do not have sharp claws or strong physiques, they have tentacle rattan-like rhizomes that cannot be cut or destroyed.
Each walking cannibal has at least seven rhizomes, and these rhizomes can extend to seven or eight meters, or even more than ten meters away, silently, and quickly, if one is not careful, it may be entangled by them and naked.
My bare feet were entangled in the cold, and I was in a state of running, either stumbling or falling, in short, by the time I reached the seventeenth level of the portal, I was already a dirty, dirt-covered native.
Embarrassed, I flapped my body, glared fiercely at the last two walking cannibals who were still pursuing me, and turned around and burrowed into the portal.
When I came to the seventeenth floor, I looked at the past, and it was still a Gobi.
For a moment, I almost had an illusion, and subconsciously turned around, behind me, there was a black ring, as if there was a portal flowing with water.
This is...... The seventeenth floor?
I wondered, "Or is this still the sixteenth layer?" β
To test my suspicions, I moved and poked my head back into the portal.
As soon as I poked out, I saw two walking cannibals wandering not far from the portal.
I poked my head back and took a deep look at the world behind me, and yes, this was indeed the seventeenth floor.
It seems that it is not my delusion, the general environment of the seventeenth and sixteenth floors is basically the same.
Sure of this, I walked forward with the straight sword in my hand, guarding everything around me.
The seventeenth layer is the realm of eighth-level monsters.
In the dungeon, there is an unwritten rule that the strength level of monsters of the same level is far greater than that of adventurers of the same level.
In other words, although the seventeenth layer is the realm of eighth-level monsters, it does not mean that eighth-level adventurers have enough strength to face them.
Of course, this is not to say that an eighth-level adventurer is completely unable to defeat an eighth-level monster.
The so-called eighth-level monster, it really means, based on the eighth-level adventurers, form a team, and face the monster together.
That's why, my behavior of brushing monsters of the same level alone can be called a skipping challenge.
Rodney, who had investigated some of my clues before, was really taken aback when he saw that I was always in a state of single-brushing monsters of the same level, and now that I think about it, he does have a reason.
In fact, Cagalli asked me this kind of question three years ago.
I didn't answer positively at the time, I just pretended to be stupid, not because I didn't want to answer her, but I didn't know how to answer at all.
Tell her that I have been an otaku for 28 years before, no family, no buddies, no girlfriend, and I can't do anything except play games all day?
And no one wants to team up with me when brushing the game.,It's not because I'm not strong.,But because I don't have a local tyrant outfit all over my body.,Purely by skill.,At first glance, it may feel gorgeous.,But after watching it for a long time, you'll feel tired.,And when you brush the monster, it's silent.,What is the game with the stuffy gourd?,It's another platform for communication and friendship.,You don't say a word.,Who wants to brush monsters with you.γ
If I had told her this, she would have touched my forehead and tried to see if I was burnt and confused.
Anyway, before the crossing, if I had heard this, I would have thought that the person who spoke was not in his right mind.
Looking around, there is no shadow of any monster, is it hidden, or has it been brushed away?
I don't understand.
After walking for dozens of meters, I still didn't see any clues.
Huh?
What's going on?
It won't be because of the bad treatment in the dungeon, and the collective resignation and travel will go, right?
Just as I was thinking wildly, in the distance, a yellow thing slowly crawled towards me, and it crawled very fast.
Hey, finally found one!
Overjoyed, I pulled out my straight sword, ready to deliver a head-on blow to it.
Unexpectedly, when the thing was still four or five paces away from me, it suddenly stopped, and a pair of arm-length tentacles kept shaking and squeaking.
Is this to communicate with me?
I thought to myself, and with a roll of my eyes, I imitated its voice and tried to call to it: "Squeak! β
The thing froze, poking out a pair of yellow eyes and staring at me for a moment.
"Squeak!"
I yelled at it twice more and watched how it reacted.
The thing withdrew its bulging eyes to the sides, and the pair of tentacles shook more happily, and not only that, but the squeaks also became more cheerful.
Is it happy?
I thought tentatively, "It's so easy, maybe I can use this method to assemble a monster brigade!" β
The image of the monster throwing itself into the arms of the monster kept on my mind, and the subsequent formation of a great monster army under my wise leadership.
Haha, that's so cool!
Unconsciously, I cracked my mouth and laughed.
In the middle of nowhere, a roar rang out in my ears, and then a shining light stabbed at me.
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