Chapter 290: The Drawbacks of Combat Skills

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The straight knife just didn't go past the back of the knife, so it didn't go any deeper. 『(VIII)(1) Chinese .81.

I suddenly remembered that Harold wanted to complete the sandworm's teeth, and now, the two lip flaps of this sandworm turned into two pools of yellow mud under my knife, and the teeth were all shattered.

The remaining two lip flaps, one by one, tried to bite off the neck of the young adventurer in front of him, but its two lip flaps were not long enough, and the teeth were not protruding enough, so they could only open and close unwillingly, and a lot of yellow liquid flowed from between the lips.

As we get closer, the smell of the liquid becomes more pronounced.

A complex smell mixed with earthy smell and rotten grass instantly ingested my nostrils, and at first glance, it seemed to be quite good.

I tried sniffing it again, and heh, it's kind of addictive.

Not minding the other people's gazes at all, I sniffed hard again.

Belch......

Ahem!

Ahem, ahem!

A violent cough came out of my mouth, and the addictive, complex smell turned into an unbelievable stench in an instant.

Not far away, a familiar and arrogant voice sounded: "Stupid or not, the smell of sandworm body fluids contains a small amount of grass blades, but it is only a small amount, and the rest is the stench of carrion, and there are still people who will smell it seriously, what a stupid brother."

You don't need to look to know that the owner of this voice must be Yura, who is making trouble.

I didn't think much about it, and with a wave of my hand, the light of the knife cut out the ripples, cutting off the remaining two intact lip flaps, and then, with another knife, split the sandworm's body into two parts.

After writhing on the ground for a while, the two bodies of the sandworm finally turned into a cloud of black smoke, and the sand where its body was located before also instantly appeared a hollow.

However, the hole did not last long, only seven or eight seconds later, the sand continued to jump into the hollow as if it had vitality, like a rat in the reclamation, after a few breaths, the hollow returned to its original appearance of sand, and the sand around it looked like a lot.

I can't help but sigh that the god of creation really has two brushes, and a Gobi can create such a mysterious scene.

At the same time, however, I also deeply doubt that this is the product of his old man's idleness, an existence, idle for too long, always has to make some moths, whether this existence is a human being or the god of creation.

Thinking about it this way, I easily built up the longing for the God of creation in an instant.

The two lip flaps that were cut off were still trying to tremble, it seemed that the nerves were not dead, I leaned down and picked up one of them, who expected, in an instant, the whole body trembled, and an inexplicable sad feeling rose in my heart.

It's not an emotional fluctuation, it's an electric thing.

I had forgotten that sandworms are capable of electric magic.

But a thought arose: it's true that the sandworm can do electric magic, but it has already been killed by me, and the only remaining lip flap is at most two pieces of dead flesh, so how can it be possible to use electric magic?

With a feeling of doubt, I felt the crisp numbness of the current entering my body, and sliced the straight knife towards the lip flap of the sandworm.

However, I forgot to disperse the killing intent, and this lip flap naturally turned into a puddle of minced meat.

Quickly dissipating the killing intent and picking up the last lip flap, I stood still, cutting the sharp and fine teeth on the lip flap with a straight knife, while keeping an eye out for signs of sandworms around me.

The cutting didn't go well, and to be honest, it made me feel very depressed.

If you don't release your killing intent and don't use your combat skills, cutting your lip flap is like cutting old beef with a blunt knife, and you can't cut off a piece.

If you release the killing intent and use your combat skills, it is like a sledgehammer smashing potatoes and cutting them into puree.

Wandering between not moving or rotting at the touch, I became at a loss.

The two fingers of his left hand firmly fixed one of the sharp fangs, and the right hand slashed down the muscle fibers with a straight knife.

Like a saw cutting a tree, the blade grinds back and forth against the muscles at the root of the tooth.

It took a long time before I finally cut a complete tooth.

My two fingers, which hold my teeth in place, are about to stiffen.

With a few finger movements, he tossed his teeth into the pocket on his side first, and then continued to push down the next tooth.

The sandworms on the eighteenth floor were not too much, but not too much, and when I cut off the third tooth, another sandworm came out of the sand.

As soon as I threw the remnants of the lip flap away from my hand, I started a big battle with it.

The content of the battle is very simple, before turning on the killing intent, rely on agility to deal with it, and after turning on the killing intent, rely on combat skills to chop it up in minutes.

So, a battle ended like this, and it took about seven or eight minutes.

Disperse the killing intent, pick up another intact lip flap on the ground, and together with the one I left before, and start the path of cutting teeth.

To be honest, I'm not happy with the start time of Killing Intent, it doesn't say that it will be turned on, but like an online game, there is a cooldown, and this cooldown depends on my state.

Although I can't describe the specifics of the state in words, I can roughly compare it to a car.

Twisting the key, igniting, starting, all are indispensable, only when these are done, the car can be driven.

And the same is true of my killing intent, it seems to have been generated out of thin air by something in my body, and I can't tell exactly where it was generated, I can only vaguely feel that it was generated in the ribcage.

Although the location of the generation is in the chest cavity, it needs me to use my consciousness to awaken, condense, and guide, otherwise, it will be the same as at the beginning, the killing intent controls my body, and my consciousness loses control, and then, the body is out of control.

At present, all I can do is to use my consciousness to awaken, to condense, to guide, and then to control the dominance of the body, and the shortest time required for this series of behaviors is about five minutes.

In other words, it takes at least five minutes to turn on a killing intent, but it takes a few seconds to turn off the killing intent.

In my opinion, this account is not cost-effective.

That's why I'm not satisfied.

No, a deep dissatisfaction!

Battles are ever-changing, every second will be accidental, and no one can guarantee that they will be able to confidently survive to the next second, unless they are masters of abuse.

I'm not a master yet, and my opponent is not a rookie, so I feel a crisis.

So, I decided to try to change.

The method of changing is very simple, try to shorten the opening time of killing intent, it can be shorter than one second, if it can be opened and closed instantly, I will be so happy that I will look up to the sky and laugh!