The monster lying in front of him didn't give Lynch much time to make an inner monologue, and after looking at Lynch and whimpering a few times, it finally got into action, and rushed towards Lynch with its long limbs. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lynch still paid more attention to the entrance of the tower, although there was nothing there now, but the strength of the monster in front of him was really not worth Lynch's attention.

The time that had been slowed down in Lynch's mind had returned to normal, and Lynch watched as the monster pounced, and as soon as he leaned down, he swung at its arm, or rather, the arthropod was more appropriate, and slashed at it.

To Lynch's surprise, the monster's arm swung around flexibly, and it changed from swinging towards Lynch to grabbing the sword in Lynch's hand.

It's really hard to turn into a monster, even if your body is tough, in the face of this glowing, looking so good, it's obviously a magic weapon and a sword like a sword to grab up, waiting for your fingers to be cut off. Lynch smiled to himself, didn't move, and let him grab the sword in his hand.

All the while, Lynch was relatively satisfied with the sword in his hand.

Whether it is the extra body bonus on the sword or some of its special attacks, it can always make Lynch's originally scarce attack means and strength barely reach a level.

But whether it is "sharp", "evil-breaking" or other special effects attached to this sword, it needs to be triggered with a certain probability when attacking, if nothing is triggered, then this sword can only be regarded as a relatively sharp ordinary long sword at best. Although the probability of special effects triggering is not low, Lynch also has bad luck at times.

Like this time.

The monster grabbed the sword in Lynch's hand firmly, and it looked a little different from the color of the other body parts, and the slightly blue hand was unharmed. It grabbed the sword as it dragged Lynch, who hadn't let go, toward it.

Talents in life. Lynch immediately judged that this might also be the reason why it dared to grab Lynch's longsword with his bare hands.

Lynch wanted to give the monster a free electrotherapy through the long sword, but at this time, the monster's other hand also grabbed the tattered black-robed man in front of him while Lynch was still holding the long sword.

It has a lot more strength than I do.

Lynch noticed that the fingertips of its other claws glowed with a faint green light, which looked very dangerous, so he decisively let go of the long sword, which seemed to be firmly clamped by iron tongs, and did not move at all, and flashed sideways, easily dodging the grasp of the monster's other hand.

But I'm faster than that! That's enough!

Agility isn't just about speed. After Lynch dodged the monster's grasp, he resolutely walked around the monster's side. The monster's long limbs, combined with its strange and awkward crawling style, made it turn very slowly compared to Lynch, and before it could barely react, Lynch had already circled to its side, leaping high, its body flashing with electric light, and a long sword was condensed again in his hand at a very fast speed.

The sword body flashed with dazzling lightning, Lynch held the long sword in both hands, drank lightly, and slashed towards the monster!

The last time you grabbed the sword with your bare hands, you were lucky to not be injured, but this time, as long as it is "sharp" or "evil", as long as you trigger one, you will die!

If I don't die, I'll lose!

With a piercing lightning bolt on its body, the sword slashed hard at the monster's body, leaving a deep wound.

The monster let out a miserable cry of pain and spun its head wildly. Finally barely turning around, it reached out again and grabbed Lynch.

Lynch, who had already fallen to the ground, jumped backwards, once again dodging the monster's futile attack.

"This...... thing" Lynch and the monster who were now much more vigilant looked at each other face to face from a distance, and the long sword was still stuck in the monster's waist, blocking the monster's slightly charred wound, and blood slowly dripped from the wound.

This time, no special effects were triggered. If it weren't for Lynch's lightning bolts attached to the sword, he might not even be able to cut through the skin of this monster.

Lynch's hand shook, and he condensed a long sword. The long sword stuck in the monster's body disappeared immediately, and the wounds on the monster's body began to squirm slightly, slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pain provoked its ferocity. Lynch looked at the monster in front of him that was turning his clockwork head at a crazy 360-degree turn, his eyes becoming redder and redder, and he began to glow slightly. In my heart, I was more complaining about the long sword in my hand.

If I had known this, it would have been better to finish the matter with a single shot. If it weren't for Lynch's fear that he wouldn't be able to control the lightning ball, and that he might be too big to attract other monsters, he would have done it a long time ago.

But speaking of which, now that they have been fighting for a while, the momentum is not small, and not a single monster has followed the movement.

Lynch gasped slightly, and the monster on the other side also stood still, seemingly waiting for his body to heal itself.

The tower on the opposite side still looked bright, with bright lights shining through the doorway to the outside of the room, blocking the intrusion of the black mist.

There was still silence all around, but it was a little abrupt and loud against the faint panting of his own breath and the sound of the monster on the other side roaring and crunching the puppet-like turn of the head.

The monster on the opposite side is also calm. When Lynch returned his attention to it, he found that although its expression became more and more hideous, and the red light in its eyes became brighter, it still did not move, just nailed its eyes firmly to Lynch, waiting for the wounds on its body to heal completely.

Pretty smart......

Lynch gripped the hilt of his sword, wondering how he could clean up the monster on the other side, which seemed to be much more cautious.

The longer things drag on, the more likely they are to change, and Lynch's goal is to find a slightly more reliable place to stay, rather than looking for a monster now. But then again, the monster on the other side is a little too quiet, isn't it?

Lynch scratched his head, and it sounded as if even its breathing rate was the same.

Wrong!

Lynch snapped into action.

He remembered what he had done when he had just approached the tower.

In a moment of Lynch's alertness, his black eyes twitched slightly, and under the flow of his eyes, the body of the monster in front of him burst and disappeared like foam, and a slightly transparent shadow appeared not far from Lynch.

The illusion was shattered.

The monster was slowly approaching Lynch in a stealthy stance, waiting to get close enough to deliver a fatal blow to Lynch.

Thankfully, the talent was alert in time. Lynch was scared into a cold sweat, but he still tried to maintain his posture and demeanor, he still focused on the place where the illusion existed before, and observed the monster's actions with his peripheral vision.

Now that he has discovered the monster's attempt, he has taken the initiative.

The monster has learned its previous lesson and always puts itself face to Lynch. The long limbs rubbed lightly against the ground, and they slowly advanced as if they were gliding, without making a sound.

It's close enough.

The monster probably felt that the distance between itself and Lynch was enough to kill him directly before he could react, so its long limbs bent slightly, jumped high as if it was violating gravity traction, maintained a gliding graceful posture, and slowly floated towards Lynch.

If I haven't noticed it all along, such a predatory posture is indeed more elegant.

But now I'm here to deliver food.

Lynch no longer concealed it, his body flashed with blinding lightning, and his long sword was raised high, rushing towards the monster that was still gliding leisurely.

"Sharp"

In a flash.

The transparent monster appeared, motionless, and then split in half, falling to the ground, slowly evaporating.

Lynch turned his back to the monster and didn't look back, just let go of his sword and let it turn into a star. With a faint pretended chuckle on his lips, he wanted to put the hood back on, but found that the hood was gone, so he could only pretend to tidy up his collar, which was so tattered that it was almost non-existent, and then gently patted the dust on his clothes.

"Never look back. ”

After waiting for the modest amount of experience to be absorbed by himself, Lynch looked at the door of the tower again.

Since the shadow appeared once, the tower had long since stopped, and even if Lynch killed the monster, there was still no reaction inside.

Is it gone?

Do you want to go in?