Knife after knife, knife after knife, and just like that, I don't know how long it lasted, the arm was already stiff, the sore muscles had lost sensation, and the sweat that flowed had already soaked the tattered cowhide pants, and the dust that had fallen on the head and shoulders of the golden giant was mixed into a large wet patch of mud.

The raised ridges on the Golden Giant's head, which could be used as handles, also began to become slippery, and after several failed grabbing attempts, I realized that the plan to ride on the Golden Giant's shoulders and cut off his neck was about to be aborted.

This is also a matter of no choice, after all, sweat stains and mud have greatly reduced friction, in other words, the shoulders of the golden giant are no longer able to focus on.

Regretfully exhaled, I kicked my feet, and at the same time exerted force on my wrist, and at the same time pulled out the demon knife, my body also jumped into the air, and after several rolls, I landed smoothly, and immediately entered a state of preparation.

However, the golden giant ignored me, it still roared angrily, and kept throwing its arms back, trying to grab the back of its neck.

I don't understand the meaning of this move, could it be that since just now, it has been leaning back its arms and hitting its head against the pillar, not trying to get rid of me, but trying to grab the back of its neck with its arms?

Frowning, I looked at it for a while, but I never saw anything famous.

When I was confused, a risky thought popped up in my head: Why don't I show up in front of it and see if it will attack me?

If it attacks me, it means that the current behavior is still related to me, if it does not attack me, it still repeats the current action, it means that from the beginning, I was just self-inflicted, it didn't take me seriously at all, it just wanted to touch its neck with its arm.

Having made up my mind, I hurried over.

On the way to the run, the great sword advised me: "I advise you to give up this idea, in case it slaps down unawares, and you just don't dodge, then your fate will only be the same as these floor tiles, which will become flat and flat, and cannot be put away without a shovel." ”

“...... Can't you just say something nice? My high mood instantly became discouraged: "Give you a chance, say it again, say something nice, full of positive energy, and positive." ”

“...... Okay," Da Taidao said, "Your plan is simply brilliant, if nothing else, you will be able to shake off the shackles of the flesh in the shortest possible time, fly to Elysium, drink with the God of Creation, and have fun with the angels......"

"Stop, stop!" I didn't have the heart to interrupt it: "I kind of see it, I want to hear good things from your mouth, unless this planet explodes!" ”

"Hey, stinky boy, you can't say that, in case I compliment you on a whim one day, and then your words happen to come true, and this planet explodes, how are you going to take this responsibility?" Dataidao asked.

"Hey, the planet blew up and it has something to do with me?"

I muttered as I rushed up to the golden giant, greeted it first, and danced with my hands.

I did the eighth set of radio gymnastics, which is a magical set of gymnastics that I learned when I was in school.

However, after doing a whole set of radio gymnastics, the golden giant didn't even look at me, which hurt me and was very happy at the same time.

- Its perverse behavior really doesn't seem to have anything to do with me.

- Good thing it didn't slap me like an iron giant, otherwise I would have been shoveled.

Just when I was immersed in the dual emotions of hurt and happy, I suddenly remembered a thunderous roar in my ears, which startled me, and I subconsciously jumped several times.

From a distance, the golden giant finally stopped touching the back of its neck, and its pair of thick arms were raised high, like the moves of Sun Wukong when he used the vitality bullet in Dragon Ball, I was shocked, and said in my heart: "Shouldn't this guy also condense the vitality bullet?" ”

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the roar stop abruptly, and the golden giant's raised arm suddenly fell off and hit the ground heavily, and as the arms fell off, the golden giant's head also rolled down.

I look confused!

It's good, why did it hang up inexplicably?

With a mind full of question marks, I didn't care if the golden giant was cheating to death, my steps were fast, and I went straight to the golden giant's head, raised my foot and kicked it.

I kicked the heavy nugget out of the way, and the force back stung my toes, but I didn't have time to care.

At this moment, I just want to urgently know, how did the golden giant die?

I tossed through one of its arms, then jumped over two meters high to examine the back of my stabbing neck.

I had a gut feeling that the death of the Golden Giant had something to do with me stabbing him in the back of the neck.

It took me a few moments to cut with Xilan's demon knife, and finally, near the giant's shoulder, I dug up a broken cone.

This cone-shaped object is made of crystal, which is very fragile and begins to fall off at the slightest pinch.

"This is probably what controls the actions of the Golden Giant," I said, "something like a carrion golem, a hedron in a stone shell monster, or something like that." ”

"It's just that the giant's body is taller," the Great Taidao added.

"Since the Golden Giant has it in its body, then the Iron Giant must have something similar in it."

Anyway, I climbed onto the Iron Giant's body and kept digging at its neck, but I found nothing.

"Is it inside its body?"

"I don't think it's inside its body," Dataidao analyzed, "If the giant really survives on this crystal, then the giant's head is dispensable, but why did the iron giant's body disintegrate on its own after the head was slapped off?" ”

It suddenly dawned on me: "In other words, the spar of the Iron Giant is actually inside the skull!" ”

"It's just my one-sided conjecture, you can try digging and seeing."

Following the advice of the Great Sword, I quickly found the Iron Giant's head and dug it up bit by bit, starting from the broken neck section.

It didn't take long to dig and find a complete spar.

Holding this hedron to my fingertips, I couldn't help but marvel at its delicacy and beauty, and at the same time, a new perspective on its toughness.

This intact spar is harder than the broken spar.

"The material of the spar is exactly the same" I gently broke off the corner of the broken spar, twisted it vigorously, squeaked, and shattered into powder: "Its hardness should be related to whether it is complete or not." ”

"Do you want to test it?" Taidao asked.

"How to test?"

"Smash the whole hedron and see if it gets fragile too."

"It's too wasteful to do this," I was a little reluctant, "I also want to bring one back for Master Dewey to study, maybe his old man can be inspired to make a better battle puppet." ”