"Ah~~" This time it was Zhao Long who shouted, and in the scream, he let go of the hands that were holding the monster and jumped back, and the sound of snorting sounded on his hands.

In a few seconds of green smoke, Zhao Long saw the small bones of his hands.

"You, your skin is poisonous?" Zhao Long, who was trembling because of the pain, asked Andariel with difficulty who turned his back to him.

"Why have you forgotten that I am Medusa, Andariel, whose heart is like a snake and scorpion, and whose whole body is poisonous even to the internal organs of a hundred insects! Hahaha~~~" Medusa trembled all over her body and laughed wildly.

Zhao Long, who was injured by Yin, quickly took out the red potion from the inventory and poured it on the wound with a wry smile.

"No wonder you can go from a waste person to a terrifying demon king in such a short period of time thousands of years ago, it seems that the destruction of Diablo is very suitable for you." Zhao Long, who heard Medusa's words, understood.

Andariel is a freak with poison to the bone, no wonder the Alliance stipulates that when a transfer comes to challenge it, it must have 70% anti-poison attributes, otherwise it will be sent to death.

"Why didn't you and the ashes go to the monster siege battle a few years ago?" Zhao Long asked the question that had been pressing in his heart.

"I only listen to Lord Yudia, that's just Mephisto's own meaning, in order to prove his strength, he didn't listen to Lord Dia's advice and rashly launched an attack on the human race, so"

"So you've been preserving your strength, waiting for Diablo's action?"

"Yes, human beings, you said in your words, it seems that it is a big loss for me not to be able to accept you as a subordinate, it doesn't hurt to tell you, in a few years, it will be time for humans to disappear, but unfortunately you can't see it." Andariel, who thought that Zhao Long did not have the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, told the shocking secret.

"Really? Then you can try. ”

"I don't have to try, you're too ignorant human, although I'm a doppelganger. But I also have the consciousness of the body, martial arts, and combat experience. Andariel, who turned to look at Zhao Long, held his sword across his chest and smiled.

"I thought I could solve this protracted battle like killing ashes just now, but I didn't expect that I would be on the road again, but fortunately, that trick hasn't been used yet." Feeling that the color that had been attached to Medusa was still there, Zhao Long was lucky.

"Human, the flash dance is ineffective against me, because I have practiced it hundreds of years ago, and I am very aware of the shortcomings of this martial art, and you can now go on the road with peace of mind." Andariel, with his sword across his chest, flew again.

Only this time it flew close to the ground.

Strange flyers move.

Zhao Long took out the long sword from the inventory again and held it in his right hand, this time it was a single one.

"Flying Flowers"

Andariel's voice just fell. Colorful colors appear in the air.

Pear blossoms, peach blossoms, peony flowers, plum blossoms, chrysanthemums, all kinds of flowers take shape and bloom in the blue-white phantom sword.

Countless beautiful and delicate flowers bloom on the fourth floor of the dungeon, and the air seems to be filled with a strong fragrance of flowers that makes people feel refreshed.

A breeze suddenly appeared and danced, carrying the newly appeared flower fairy dancing in the air.

It is both dazzling and charming, but also distressing and pitiful.

At the moment when all kinds of flowers were formed, the end of each petal grew spikes like steel needles, and began to rotate, floating straight towards Zhao Long under the blowing of the breeze.

Chaos twists in the air. The chaotic roaring air currents sent a dangerous signal to Zhao Long.

He had been holding back the pain in his hands with his eyes closed and waiting for his skin to recover, and after swallowing the potion in his mouth, he also flew up like Andariel.

"Meteor" Zhao Long flew into the air and was almost close to the roof, and the long sword in his hand quickly drew a little star.

There is light floating in the air. There are dark, twinkling blue stars, and they are like naughty children, playing and winking.

Zhao Long turned over. With his feet slamming on the roof, he swooped down and swooped down at an angle of 45 degrees to the ground below.

Without hesitation, he rushed towards the beautiful sea of flowers with countless stingers.

"Butterfly"

The star who was still naughty and winked his eyes just now. With Zhao Long's voice, it shook up and down, left and right.

They were just like a paintbrush on paper, and they were drawing rapidly, and a beautiful pattern flashed in the air.

"Butterflies?" Andariel, who was in the middle of the white flowers on the ground, looked up and saw countless beautiful butterflies dancing in blue and white, and also heard the butterfly call of the bell.

The number of people obscures the sky.

Like the fantasy fairy tale world, the fourth floor of the dungeon is occupied by a sea of flowers and butterflies, and is occupied by the fragrance of flowers and butterflies.

The flowers fluttering in the wind exude a rich floral fragrance, attracting Zhao Long's blue butterflies to collect honey.

"Dance of a Hundred Flowers"

"Meteor Butterfly Sword"

At the moment when the flowers and butterflies were entangled, Andariel and Zhao Long's shouts rang out at the same time.

With steel thorns, the flower that floated towards Zhao Long in the extreme speed of rotation, with Andariel's voice, instantly changed from a pitiful delicate appearance to an eerie and hideous red skull.

And Zhao Long's fragile life and the butterfly that made the sound of a bell also transformed into a Vajra charm that specializes in devouring demons and destroying monsters.

Good and evil, good and evil.

The vajra charm was firmly attached to the forehead of the skeleton, just like a butterfly collecting honey, and it would never let go without absorbing the pollen of the flower.

The teeth in the skeleton's mouth bit by bit the spell that was attached to its forehead.

The colors of blue, white, black, green, red, yellow, and purple flashed silently in the air.

The bite of skull sin, the divine purification of spells.

In the love-hate intertwining of red and blue, flowers and butterflies die.

Broken petals drift in the wind.

The blue light of the butterfly's death became a member of the endless dust of the universe.

The confrontation between the two is a flash in the pan, and the beauty flashes by that it makes people feel as if they never existed.

The only thing that can prove the fierce collision between the two sides just now is the petals that stick to Zhao Long's body and still emit a strong intoxicating fragrance.

and a small hole in the ground with a little blue star shining on it.

With a ding, Andariel's sword in his right hand was horizontally protected at the heart position, holding the tip of Zhao Long's sword against it.

The blades of both swords began to slowly bend and rattle due to the force of their masters.

As soon as Zhao Long, who was attacking upside down in the air, wanted to retreat, he heard a pop and a whoosh.

He felt a pain in his stomach.

A pink long sword passed through Zhao Long's stomach, and the sword body emitted green smoke, desperately corroding the muscles outside his body and the organs inside.

Bang~~, the one-handed sword in Zhao Long's right hand was released, and the sword fell from the air to the ground and bounced a few times.

With a snap, Zhao Long fell down heavily and fell to the ground sideways.

"As I said, I'm well aware of Flashdance's flaw, which is that I attack you unnoticeably without changing the flow of air, so you can't react at all." Seeing the human on the ground who opened his eyes and looked at his stomach and still didn't know what was going on, Andariel said as he shook his left hand.

"This sword was formed from the flower you just conjured?" Looking at his body covered with petals, Zhao Long seemed to suddenly think of something.

"It's true that flowers are not transfiguration, they are beautiful and deadly demonic flowers, magic flower magic swords" Andariel shook his left hand into a fist.

"Ah~~", Zhao Long screamed again.

His gut-wrenching screams echoed through the silent room.

Zhao Long's right thigh was pierced by a pink long sword, which was cut through the middle of the bone.

"No, what's going on? I just activated the magic flower, how can my energy be depleted so quickly? "Andariel, who had just hit humanity hard, felt a weakness from the depths of his soul.

It felt itself start to get weaker and weaker, more and more tired.

"It can't be his hands and feet, could it be that the influence of the First Life Realm on the clone has increased? Could it be that Mephisto's last strange city consumed the energy of Hell itself? Or "Looking at the humans on the ground wailing in pain, Andariel denied that his rapid weakening was due to Zhao Long's hands, but wondered if it was something else that might have caused it.

"What is it about all that green that looms on the ground? How do you keep following this human? ”

Its brow furrowed, its eyes twinkling, and it kept shaking its head in conjecture.

Clang.

Andariel, who was in doubt, was pulled back to reality by the voice from his conjecture thoughts, and he saw the two long swords thrown to the ground by humans, and Zhao Long, who staggered and tried to stand up.

"It's amazing, it's still so terrifying in the first life of the Demon Realm, if the Rogge Continent didn't have the rule of reducing the ability of the Demon King, the human race would have been extinct a long time ago." After the trembling Zhao Long pulled out the red sword in his stomach and thigh, he used the sword in his hand to maintain his balance, and knelt on one knee to gasp for breath.

"Ignore it, first solve this difficult human first, and then you can have a good rest." Andariel took out the flute he had just put away, threw it into the air along with the blue and white sword in his hand, and quickly sealed his hands.

Zhao Long, who felt the change in the air current, saw the broken petals on his body leave, and flew towards the monster opposite, as did the two swords that he had just thrown on the ground.

Before they reached their destination, the two pink swords had already disintegrated in the air and turned back into petals.

Andariel's hands seemed to be tugged at them by wires, and all the petals flew together towards the blue-and-white sword and green flute that floated silently in the air.

In the midst of the blending of water and milk, a large sword three meters long and two meters wide appeared, with countless irregular small holes in the middle of the hilt to the tip of the sword.

Andariel also happened to have the seal when the great sword was formed.

Andariel, who had made a good seal of "Magic Flower Voice", said four words slowly. (To be continued......)