The poisonous mist is a special trick of Jörmungandr to press the bottom of the box, and the creatures that inhale the poisonous mist look the same as usual on the surface, but the internal damage will become very serious, and the stronger the creatures, the shorter the duration of this process.

This is poison enough to make a god a mortal!

In the battle between Thor, the god of thunder, and Jörmungandr, because of the excessive poisonous mist inhaled, he also lost his life after killing Jörmungandr, on the other hand, the sperm whale on the second floor of the platform was dragged by Jörmungandr from the deep sea to the land, and still remained awake, but he couldn't resist, and could only watch himself become a dinner for snakes.

In Jörmungand's opinion, Zhang Heng's fate after inhaling the poisonous mist should be similar to that sperm whale, and he should soon be able to clearly feel the strength flowing in his body, and the feeling of getting weaker and weaker, as if ...... Now it's the same.

Jörmungard didn't pay much attention to it at first, because its poisonous mist is usually stored in the poison sac in the abdomen, which is basically released once a month, but this time it just used it once when hunting the sperm whale, not because the sperm whale is difficult to deal with, but because it needs to use the poisonous mist to make the sperm whale's body soft enough to facilitate the snakes to eat, and the deadly toxins that he injected into the sperm whale's body are also excellent supplements for the snakes, just like the attraction of catnip to cats.

Jörmungad had already used up the amount of poisonous mist this month on the sperm whale, so it had been using its body to deal with Zhang Heng before, until it found that the battle situation seemed to be developing in an unfavorable direction for it, so it had to spit out the poisonous mist again, but this time the poisonous mist secreted now consumed it not small, and after spitting it out, it immediately felt a feeling that its body was hollowed out.

Fortunately, Jörmungård also has a certain psychological preparation for this, anyway, it has time to recuperate after killing the opponent, but what Jörmungandr didn't expect was that this time the fatigue was extremely strong, and then its senses seemed to become dull.

This is an extremely strange thing for the black python, as a monster in the ocean, its body is extremely strong, and it has not had any diseases since birth, so it doesn't know what it feels like to be sick, but it feels that its current physical condition is a little strange.

It wanted to go back to the sea to rest immediately, but now the battle was not over, although the human on the other side should have inhaled its poisonous mist and could not stir up any wind and waves, but it still felt that it should confirm the status of the other party before leaving, and for this hateful human who dared to provoke it and leave a mark of shame on its body, Jörmungard also made up his mind to swallow the other party in one bite.

It will try to lower its mouth as slowly as possible, because only then will it give the other party more time to savor the impending death, Jörmungandr thought as he poked the snake's head forward again, searching for his target in the poisonous mist.

Although the poisonous fog in front of it also affected its eyesight, snakes are not known for their eyesight, and it also has cheek sockets that can sense nearby heat changes, so as to lock on to the target, so Yermungad quickly found Zhang Heng's location, but it didn't expect the target to be so close to it, and it was less than ten meters apart.

And at this moment when it was stunned, the distance between the two sides was further shortened.

The target, actually approaching it on its own initiative? Is it a dying struggle?

Before Jörmungård could figure out the situation, it heard a crunch sound similar to that of metal intersecting, but its already sluggish mind could not determine where the sound came from in the first place, until its left cheek ached, Jörmungård suddenly realized that he didn't know when a scale on his face had been cut off, and a guy wearing a strange mask had inserted the knife in his hand into the skin under its scales.

Zhang Heng's knife did not leave any strength, and the blade of the knife completely pierced into the flesh of Jörmungad, leaving only the handle of the knife still outside, and Zhang Heng still stirred inside before pulling out the knife.

Even Jörmungård's size was stabbed by the knife, so much so that it raised its head violently, and rolled on the ground in pain, but the pain was painful, and although the knife hurt Jörmungandr, it only cut the muscles under its skin at best.

With the black python's physique, this small injury should not cause it any trouble, at least it thought so when it was first stabbed, and at the same time, the anger of revenge quickly occupied its brain, and even the previous feeling of exhaustion and sluggishness subsided a lot, and Yermungard began to launch a more fierce attack on Zhang Heng, and even the sea creatures in the surrounding waters seemed to feel the danger and fled towards the deeper bottom of the sea.

And Zhang Heng also decisively switched back to the defensive position as soon as he hit it, and began to wrestle with the giant python in front of him.

After a while, Jörmungård finally began to realize that something was wrong, and the feeling of tiredness and sluggishness had returned after the vengeful anger had subsided, and there was now an inexplicable sense of weakness all over his body, and the wound on his cheek showed no signs of improvement, not only did the blood flow not stop, but the pain became more and more intense.

This made Ye Mengjiade feel a little incomprehensible, although Zhang Heng had inserted almost the entire knife into it at that time, but compared to its size, the wound on its left cheek was still small and negligible, at best, it was equivalent to an ordinary person with a cut finger.

However, even now such a small wound but the torture of this deep sea beast now looked like it was alive, and it could no longer ignore the pain in its cheek, especially when it moved its gaze there, and found that the skin there was actually starting to fester, and the abscess was still spreading everywhere.

And this is the masterpiece of the [Tibetan Sheath].

After Zhang Heng got this knife, he also got the identification results of the bartender lady's knife, in which the sturdiness of this knife and the non-healing attribute of the wound are eye-catching enough, but what attracted Zhang Heng's attention the most was the last one - the effect of the damage bonus to mythical creatures.

With Zhang Heng's current skills, it is basically difficult for ordinary people to threaten him, but since he met the old man in Tang costume, Zhang Heng found that there were still so many mythical creatures living in this world, especially many mythical creatures, and ordinary weapons had no effect on them at all, but the appearance of the [Tibetan Sheath] helped him make up for this last shortcoming.

This battle with Jörmungad was also the first time Zhang Heng used the third attribute of [Tibetan Sheath].

This knife isn't just sturdy and bleeds, it's a veritable god-killing weapon!