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But even though Fang Yan's heart was in a hurry, the huge tree monster in front of him was still like the smelliest and hardest stone in the pit. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how much Van Helsing and Da Vinci the Turtle attacked and flirted with it, it was still firmly at the top of the stairs leading to the second floor. Even if the layers of bark and wood chips were cut off from his body, he would not miss the opportunity to exploit the loopholes.

Roar~~~, a voice came from which organ I don't know. The dryad's eyes flashed with ferocity, and it was clear that he was furious to the extreme. Desperately shaking its massive body, trying to shake off the abominable green turtle that trampled on its back, and then hammer it into a flesh pie.

And it was at this time that Leonardo da Vinci launched another round of attacks.

He hunched over the dryad's body, like a swift cheetah, and strove toward its "head" with an old woman's face.

And at the moment when he was about to be thrown out, he jumped and skillfully grabbed the sharp wooden thorn on the "head" of the tree monster's wood, which was able to stabilize his body. With the other hand, he swung his katana and slashed mercilessly into the eyes of the face......

Chop~~! The sharp long knife was made of unknown material, and it easily split the strange face in two from the position of the eye.

"Roar~~!"

There was a strange scream, and a large amount of green juice flowed down the part of the tree monster's face like human blood. It really looks like an ordinary person being poked in the eye. Not only is the action of wielding a "big stick mallet" to smash people without purpose, but his body is even more shaky and almost tripping over himself.

"Good opportunity~, Leonardo da Vinci! Attack its legs...... Karma~! ”

However, before Van Helsing could finish the sentence, he had to stop.

I saw that after the tree man was poked in the eye, he calmed down in a short time. After taking two steps back to the position he was holding, he turned his legs into roots again, firmly rooted at the top of the stairs. Use your own body to seal off their path.

"What a shameless dryad! If you have the ability to stand up, let's fight again~. ”

Van Helsing was very unwilling to give it another "Flame Claw" skill, but this skill was released, and the terrifying high temperature that could melt gold and iron could only reduce a large black carbonization layer on the opponent's hard skin.

For a tree monster with a body as thick as an ancient city wall, this kind of damage and broken skin are not much stronger.

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After Leonardo da Vinci played a beautiful knife flower with the double knives in his hand, he choked ~ and returned to the sheath. The green arm, which had only three fingers in the depths, patted Van Helsing on the shoulder comfortingly and said:

"Alright, Van Helsing! Don't be pretentious. I think we're going to retreat.

…… I don't know what happened to the original plan. The superborn female mouse escaped from the fourth floor and hid under this hole at this time. Raphael, Michelangelo, Donatello are dealing with it.

Since the tree monster is blocking the entrance, we don't have to go up.

I came here to tell you to retreat...... Let's go down and help, and don't worry about anything else! ”

"But ......" Van Helsing looked back at Fang Yan's lost eyes, his face full of apologies.

Before the two of them came over, Fang Yan also told him the purpose of his sneaking in. Seeing that his goal had been found and was about to be dealt with, the goal of the tongue was still not progressing. This made him feel a little guilty in his heart.

"But what?

After all, Supernova has not done any injustice, so it's enough for us to make a fuss here. The other party has not sent a professional to come over so far, and it has already complied with the 'justice agreement' of the transcendent council.

Moreover, its members are large and well-organized, and it is not something that the five of us can deal with alone. ”

Although Da Vinci is the eldest of the four turtles, he is limited to lack of experience and does not have much research on human micro-expressions. Again, he was unaware of Van Helsing's agreement with the dialect.

Of course, this is not that Leonardo da Vinci is impure in his heart, but that it is the truth, and he is just straightforward. When he calculated the combat strength, he only said "five of us", and obviously did not count the dialect as the strength of his own side at all. It's like subconsciously ruling out the possibility that the dialect is on their side.

The contractor of the ordinary human body of the dialect is indeed just a burden!

Leonardo da Vinci didn't mind taking him out though. But if it were for him, a "strange" ordinary person, to force his way through the nine-layer level, there would not be much possibility.

"It's okay~!

Van Helsing, you don't have to worry about me. The big tree monster blocked the passage up the stairs, and it was safe for a short time. Go ahead and take care of your own business! Maybe it won't take much time to get rid of that female mouse, so I'll wait here for you to come back. ”

However, to Van Helsing's surprise, Fang Yan, who had been anxious before, didn't know what to think at this time, and instead comforted him with a seemingly plausible excuse to leave.

(The remaining time of the mission is displayed in the contract space: 5 minutes~!) ）

……

The old cowboy on the eighth floor saw from the surveillance camera that the floor was already empty, leaving only a boss who had been poked blind and a dialect sitting on the doorstep with empty eyes. Immediately, his cheeks twitched and he gave a thumbs up to the red-haired Wellington:

"Awesome, awesome~! Young people now...... Even the big boss's order to let him go dared to disobey him. No wonder I was placed in my 'nursing home for the elderly'. ”

"What's that? …… I'm going to be exiled again by the big boss anyway. At most, if I go to the South Pole to escape the heat, can he exile me to the moon?

Besides, didn't he just want that thing on the ninth floor? It's not my brainchild anyway...... It's not that I don't want to give it to him! ”

Wellington flipped his palm, and the lightning mage's telekinesis ability took a fist-sized, tightly corked sterile glass test tube from the place where the results of the experiment were stored on the ninth floor across the floor.

Inside, two melon seeds the size of a golden glow, as if some seed-like thing was emitting this gentle light all the time through the test tube.

Even with the warrior-level strength of the old cowboy and Wellington, I feel that the overall state has increased by 5% under this light.

"This is a physical sun vine seed~!

The highest product of the legendary druid's biological experiments!!

Different from the elemental form summoned by a normal druid...... It is a miraculous creature that claims to be able to provide the biological energy needed for the lives of tens of billions of people just by planting a sun vine!

A perfect solar vine is like a huge biosphere the size of the Earth. Even if our cultivation methods are far from the standards recorded in the Druiten Soul cultivation texts, I can feel that it is extraordinary.

However, since it is the meaning of the big boss. …… Then you can only give one to this child! ”

Wellington used the power of telepathy to remove one of the seeds again, opened the glass window on the eighth floor, and threw it at the head of the dialect downstairs who was "waiting for death...... (To be continued.) )