Chop. Hit?

I couldn't even believe how I was feeling at the moment, as if the monster struggling on the ground at this moment was a delusion.

Before I could pinch my face with my hand to verify it, another monster, taking advantage of my stunned effort, waited for an opportunity to attack me.

Like a nimble rag sack, it swooped down the back of my neck.

I hurriedly raised my sword to meet it, but let it dodge, but at the moment of avoidance, the sharp claws left a few scars on my face.

Then, with a whoosh, the monster sank into the darkness again.

Now, I can conclude that this is definitely not an illusion, and the monster on the ground that is still tossing and not dying, has indeed been stabbed by my sword.

It's just that the position of the stab shouldn't be a fatal point, so after it lost its balance and fell to the ground, it was still able to struggle to survive in a daze.

Although I was tempted to learn about this hard-to-touch monster with a sword, I stopped the urge because I wanted to know what this monster was.

The sturdy, well-fitting gauntlet came in handy at this point, and I tugged at one of its wing-like objects as I dragged it towards the twelfth level of the portal.

Portals are a bit similar to enchantments, although monsters can easily pass through without injury, but very few monsters choose to do so, it seems that they are born with an extreme fear of portals, this fear is deep in the bones, extremely difficult to erase, unless there is a change in the dungeon, or there is chaos in an individual.

Dragging the dying monster, walking forward step by step, the monster with its wings struggled desperately, a pair of sharp claws would scratch my tough gauntlet from time to time, making a screeching sound, and then the toughness of this gauntlet had long exceeded its attack intensity, and after several scratches, there was no sign of breakage.

The monsters behind me still wanted to attack me, but because of their natural fear of portals, they all hibernated in the corners of the roof, staring at me coldly with reddish eyes.

"Hmph" I sneered: "You wait, see how I abuse you after I find out your weaknesses!" ”

Turning around, he dragged the monster into the twelfth floor.

The strong light instantly spread throughout the entire field of vision, and I was caught off guard by the strong light, and I burst into tears in pain, and quickly closed my eyes.

But even so, the hand that grabbed the monster's wings still didn't let go.

It seemed that the monster was also stabbed in the eyes by this sudden dazzling bright light, and kept rolling and struggling, and its mouth continued to let out extremely frequent 'squeak' screams.

"This monster's cry is terrible!"

Although I can't open my eyes to see the monster's appearance yet, I guess this thing won't look good based on the sound alone.

The eyes finally adapted to the strong light of the twelfth layer, and the strength of the monster's struggle in his hand gradually weakened, probably because of his physical exhaustion.

When I opened my eyes, I was taken aback.

The thing in front of him has a greatly reduced version of the pig's face, a pair of round noses, two huge nostrils about the same as the mouth, on both sides of the nose, a pair of eyes the size of black beans, and below the nose, a round mouth about the size of a fist, the big mouth is open, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs.

A pair of pointed ears are born on either side of the round head, followed by an oval body, and on either side of the body are a pair of thin wings with visible light.

This. Isn't this a bat?

I subconsciously let go of my hand, and as soon as the monster's wings landed on the ground, the whole body struggled desperately to flutter again, as if trying to struggle to fly and escape.

However, its idea must have failed, because in the middle of its right wing, a four or five inch long gash was prominently visible, and although it did not bleed much and was not seriously wounded, it could no longer fly.

Seeing that it couldn't escape, I put my mind at ease, and while carefully observing the bat in front of me, I thought back to the memories of the thirteenth floor in the adventurer's manual.

Bat. Bat.

I kept muttering the word in my mouth, and suddenly, in a flash of inspiration, I remembered the information in the Adventurer's Handbook about the thirteenth layer of monsters: the Demonized Bat, a highly agile bat that, although numerous, is not very good at group attacks.

As for what followed it, I can't remember.

Knowing what kind of species it is, things become easier.

I flipped over the wings of the demonized bat with my hand, and the dying and struggling it scratched it with its claws a few times, but it all caught on the gauntlet, and I still didn't feel pain.

"This thing doesn't seem to have any characteristics other than high agility and sharp claws."

I muttered to myself, let go of my hand, and looked at the gauntlet, although I was scratched for a long time, there was not even a scratch on it, which is worthy of the good thing that the gatekeeper miniboss burst out!

After studying for a while, I finally didn't find any special skills of the demonized bat, watching it stare at my black bean eyes, I sighed and said, "You don't have to be so hostile to me, if you didn't attack me, how could I have injured you, in fact, I can't bear to see your miserable appearance, you wait, I'll do it in a while, and I'll solve you with a knife, so that your soul can return to the God of Creation as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, he raised his sword and was about to cut it down, when he saw that the monster's face became even more hideous.

I twitched the corners of my mouth and said, "You don't need to hate me so much, in fact, I'm helping you, hasn't it always been your belief to return to the God of Creation, you have to thank me, oh, by the way, I remember that the God of Creation helped me say something good." ”

Then he slashed it off, and with a brush, he cut off the head of the demonized bat.

A stream of bright red blood splattered out and scattered the sand, and its half-human body slowly turned into black smoke and disappeared.

There was a clang, two soft sounds, and a silver coin fell from the blood-stained sand.

"I'm a little stingy.."

I muttered, bending down to pick up the silver coins on the ground.

Looking around, finding a shaded spot, sitting cross-legged, taking out the water bag, pouring two mouthfuls, and then taking out the baked bread from the back bag. Now it has become dry bread, and it is gnawed unhurriedly.

While eating dry food to satisfy his hunger, he was thinking about how to deal with the monsters of the thirteenth layer in his mind.

I just looked through the body of the demonized bat, and tried to kill one as well, but found that its flesh was not very strong, and the Matai knife was enough to deal with it.

As for armor against their claws and the like, I wasn't used to wearing them, and I didn't like to wear them, because I always felt that it would hinder my agility in battle.

I looked at the position where the shoulder was scratched, the wound was not big, and it was not very deep, it was estimated that it would not be fatal, so you can think of countermeasures slowly.

Now the main thing is how to capture them in the dim cavern.