Although the tone of the big knife's speech is yin and yang, the credibility is still very high, at least, so far, it has not pit me, in its words: Although I have a soul, but I am only a knife, unlike you humans, you can speak with a clear conscience, but I can't do it without a soul.

When I learned that Emily was able to kill the monster hidden in the dust without injury, my heart finally calmed down, but I still felt oppressed by it, which is the disadvantage of the large difference in strength.

Finally, the dust cleared and the monster revealed.

What a big one Amon ......

The thought came to me as soon as I saw it clearly.

It's not much taller than a Minotaur boss, and it's the size of a fist and half an adult's body.

The skin on the body is earthy yellow, mottled and mottled, like air-dried loess blocks, and some messy fur extends from the gaps in the clods.

Its legs and arms were like the torsos of four giant trees, and they were covered with muscles that trembled slightly with each movement of Amon and gave out a faint white mist.

Its skull has two horns, curved and twisted, similar to the shape of the Minotaur boss's horns, but with the difference that it has only one full horn and the other severed horn.

I can't see what the cross-section of the broken angle looks like, and I don't know if it's born like this, or if it's broken by an external force, in short, it has only one horn.

Ammon's eyes, like those of the other mutated Ammon's, were blood-red, as if blood had dripped into his eyes and soaked them.

"Aren't the monsters in the dungeon all pink eye?"

I suddenly came up with such an untimely idea, and then the thought was out of control: I wonder if there are eye drops in the world, and if so, if so, will they be able to cure their disease?

Just as I was thinking about it, a dull nasal sound sounded, startling me.

Looking up, the giant Amon had come to a distance of six or seven meters from Emily, and instead of moving forward, it stood in place, panting and shaking its arms slightly.

Emily confronted it with one person and one sword, and behind her, two archer girls drew their bowstrings, ready to fire, and after that, the magician girl had condensed a cone-shaped magic missile, which seemed to be ready to be released at any time, and the priest girl began to chant slowly, and one after another auxiliary magic blessed us.

Seeing this scene, I feel that today, this powerful Amon is going to be abused.

After all, there are many of us, and there are strong people who can defeat it, with so many odds of winning, shouldn't Amon show a look of fear or something? If not fear, at least a little angry, right? Or, roar twice to give yourself courage?

Why is it different from other Yamon, so calm, like an old monk who has experienced vicissitudes for a long time, and how detached and calm he shows when facing many martial arts masters who want to intercept him?

Isn't that its strategy?

I guess: when we are tired of confronting it and slipping away, it will suddenly attack again, and it will be caught off guard, and it will die horizontally and vertically anyway...... That's what it thinks, right?

When I was spending Amon's belly with the heart of a villain, the giant Amon in front of me moved.

Instead of attacking, it extended its index finger, which was about the thickness of an adult's thigh, and pointed at the ...... in the group I?

Huh? Do you want to point to me for Mao? Do I have a grudge against you?

Okay, I'll admit it, I killed a lot of your little brothers, but I'm not the only one here to brush Yamon, almost everyone has done it, why are you pointing at me?

Do you think I'm a bully?

Just as she was thinking about it, Emily turned her head and followed Amon's direction to find me, and said, "Xiao Yi, it wants to fight against you." ”

I was silent for a long time: "...... I know. ”

With that, I made my way to the front of the line, looked at Emily, sighed, and walked past her.

"I want to know, why me?" I was a little helpless, looked at Amon and said, "Are you picking soft persimmons and pinching them?" ”

Surprisingly, Amon seemed to understand me, shook his head, and then, clenched his fists, and assumed a fighting stance.

I won't ask any more, anyway, it's just fighting, what are you afraid of!

The killing intent was separated from his body, and the battle skill was instantly activated, and with an arrow step, he rushed towards Yamon.

In the first round, I had a tie with Amon, and its huge fist didn't hit me, and the big sword in my hand that activated the fighting technique didn't hurt it.

Yes, there were no injuries at all, only a shallow scar, as when you lightly scratched the skin with your fingernail.

", pills!" I silently said in my heart: "This Amon has amazing defense! ”

I've always won by breaking the enemy's defenses, but this time I hit a wall, and even scratches are a problem.

The blow was unsuccessful, and I continued to fight it.

As the big knife said, I'm not the opponent of this thing at all, not only can't break the defense, but also repeatedly attacked by it, that fist the size of more than half a body is not a joke, if it really hits my body, you must not smash me into the ground on the spot!

However, Da Taidao also said just now that there is still a chance of winning, but there is only one line.

I don't know what the odds are for this line, but it's definitely a fight anyway.

After three or four minutes of continuous fighting, my big knife full of murderous intent only shaved off some of its heavy fur, and Sensei said that it had seen blood, and maybe it hadn't even touched its real skin!

I'm already feeling a little tired—tired.

The battle continued, Amon's fists were getting faster and faster, the fists were getting faster and faster, and I couldn't stop dodging and attacking, and slowly, I couldn't stop dodging, I rarely attacked, and finally, I couldn't stop dodging, and I had almost no chance to attack.

To tell the truth, I really want to see how to cut it, whether it's out of anger or looking for that chance of winning, it's better to be able to cut it than not to cut it, but no, now it's like playing chicken blood, this side of the fist just smashed down, that side of the fist slashed over, that side just dodged that punch, this side of the fist is connected again.

I dragged the big sword, jumped left and right in mid-air, and ran to its body to dodge, like a monkey.

However, this wasn't a long-term solution, as I noticed that Amon's attacks were getting faster and faster, and my dodge speed was reaching its limit.

(End of chapter)