readx;? Ian didn't expect that these golden pupils were actually in his mouth, which really scared him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But if they grow in their mouths, what exactly do they use to lock onto the person they want to attack?

In Ian's impression, there is no monkey that can live without its eyes, and it is impossible for a monkey to have eyes in the mouth. Could it be that the blood of the Dragon King not only strengthened their physique, but also completely changed their genes?

He had always thought that his current strong physique was due to the power of the Iliad, because it was the moment he came out of the snow-capped mountain that his body was slowly changing. But now that I think about it, the idea that dragon's blood made his body stronger, seems to have more credibility.

What did the power of the Iliad bring him? Ian remembered Tony telling him that his power was time and space. What these two ethereal things could bring him, and how he should use them, was the question that plagued Ian right now.

Ian pondered, but couldn't come up with an answer. At this moment, he felt a black shadow flash in his afterglow, and he subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw nothing. There was only one boulder, embedded in the rock wall.

If it was usual, Ian would have thought it was his delusion and didn't care. But in this case, he had to care. So he grabbed the dagger and moved little by little in the direction of the big stone.

There was a big gap at the top of the cave, and it was through this gap that the sunlight poured in. But there is only a limit to what can be illuminated, and the big rock that makes Ian feel strange is in the dark. This forced Ian to be more vigilant and slow down his pace even more.

Slowly, there was a slight "rustling" sound in Ian's ears, as if something sharp was scratching the stone. The closer he got to the stone, the clearer the sound became, and the more Ian was sure that there was something behind the stone, and that the Eight Achievements were the ones who had woken up. Ian had to kill it right away, or he would be in trouble if he woke up the others.

Ian pressed his back against the stone, and at that moment he felt the stone tremble slightly. But a moment after Ian put it up, he regained his composure, and even the sound of "squirming" before was gone.

He couldn't help but think, could it be that the one behind the stone had already found me?

Gotta turn it out!

Ian clenched his dagger and was about to flip behind the stone when a mellow female voice came into his ears from behind the stone.

"Watch your way, hunter. ”

Ian froze. Before he could think about who the voice belonged to, there was a sound of breaking the air in front of him, and he turned his head to see a huge black claw coming towards him. He subconsciously crouched down, and the black claws almost slapped against his scalp, slapping against the stones, making a crunching sound, and Ian felt a lot of gravel fall into his collar.

What a big one!

Ian only glanced at it, and realized that the one who attacked him was almost a meter taller than him!

The one roared at Ian after slapping its claws into the air, and Ian saw its golden pupils hidden among its fangs, strange and dazzling.

Its roar was not small, and Ian, fearing that it would wake up the other monkeys, grabbed the hilt of the guardian with his backhand, and drew the guardian almost instantaneously. During this time, he and Dennis had learned how to draw a knife quickly, and now it was quite effective, and the next moment he pulled out the guard, he sent the blade of the guard into his mouth.

Green blood sprayed on his face, but fortunately Ian was prepared and closed his eyes early.

Ian didn't know if he had a golden pupil that was in his mouth, but in his opinion, no matter what kind of creature it was, if it was pierced in the throat, it would definitely be too dead to die. However, it turned out that he was wrong, and before he could open his eyes, he hugged him with his strong body.

A force came from Ian's waist, nearly squeezing his ribs. Then he lunged forward with his arms, lining Ian's entire body to the rock.

Ian felt a sweetness in his mouth, he didn't expect to fight back in this situation, and in just a moment, he also got a bloody end.

It's a monster infected by the blood of the dragon king, and it doesn't die! Could it be that it really has to cut off its head from its neck, or simply cut it in half before it dies?

Ian swore he really wanted to cut the damn monkey in half, but he couldn't do it now, not to mention that he was being imprisoned by the damn monkey right now. The guardian who could cut this monkey in two was still in its mouth! The dragon monkey couldn't even roar when its throat was chewed up, and green blood flew in front of its shaking head along with minced flesh, and a lot of it floated on Ian's face, and the unbearable stench entered Ian's nose.

Be sure to kill it!

Ian gritted his teeth and regained grip on the dagger in his right hand. Then he took a deep breath, endured the pain, and slammed his foot on the hairless thigh. Of course, he didn't expect to kick this big one away with one kick, in fact, his kick was like tickling the monster, as if it were on a small mountain.

However, he borrowed his strength because of this, and the whole person rushed upward, so that he could not control his right arm. So he took the dagger and stabbed it into the monster's head. He heard a whimper out of tune, and the force that had imprisoned him was a little lighter.

Ian's left hand was freed, and he tightened his grip on the hilt of the guard, both hands working hard at the same time!

"Click".

's head was cut in two in an instant, and dark green blood spilled all over the ground.

The monkey, whose head had been cut off, could no longer jump up and collapsed to the ground. Ian half-knelt down, holding the guard, gasping for air. If it was his neck instead of his waist that he was strangled just now, with that kind of force, it is estimated that his neck would be crushed into powder in an instant.

Now Ian felt a few broken ribs.

"You're good, hunter. ”

A crisp female voice sounded behind Ian, and he thought of something, and turned his head sharply, only to be blinded by a pair of covered hands. Ian subconsciously wanted to swing the knife, but the hand holding the guard was also grabbed by a cold palm.

"I don't mean it badly, hunter. A soft voice rang in Ian's ears, "It's just that I can't let you see me right now, because I'm not wearing clothes~"

Ian's hand holding the hilt of the knife subconsciously let go.