NO.0446 RUNNING OUT OF OIL AND WITHERING LAMPS
As long as it is not like the "Lone Wanderer" Three Crops of Rice, or the second leader level of the "Hunter", so that Yang Long can't feel the strength of the other party at all, the old butcher will definitely not sit still.
If it weren't for the unfavorable environment, Yang Long would definitely have taken the lead in attacking, or he would have fought and retreated to find an opportunity.
After defeating the surrounding tentacles, the old butcher's vision returned to normal, and he found that several ships in the distance were still fighting fiercely, and only the sea near the old butcher, not even a Naga appeared.
This situation itself revealed a lot of information, which made the pressure in Yang Long's heart more and more heavy, and he took this rare opportunity to take out a set of breastplates from the spatial ring and put them on for the female warrior who fell into a coma.
"If there is a fight for a while, I can't take care of you. Yang Long looked at Matilda Valen, who was close at hand, and his heart was full of pity thoughts: "Maybe this is the only creature that can allow me to quickly improve the level of magic, and if I die like this."
Whoa, whoa, whoa
The sudden upheaval of a large wave of water interrupted Yang Long's thoughts, making him refocus his mind on his surroundings, and immediately felt that in the depths of the ocean below on the right, another huge tentacle shot out.
"It's this trick again, it's really a bit monotonous!" Although he complained about the attack on the giant demonic beast, Yang Long's heart was relieved.
The tentacles that came from the attack were very huge, just like the one that smashed the ship with one blow, but Yang Long's original mind was highly nervous. On the contrary, it was much easier, holding Matilda Valen in his arms with both hands, waiting for the opponent's attack to come.
If it is on land, the head of the doutou is crushed by such a heavy object, not to mention the female warrior who is protected, even Yang Long may not be spared, but if it is changed to the sea, the result will be very different.
It's like attacking an ant in a pond with an iron rod from the bottom up. The result was already preordained.
Wow –
The giant tentacles were still a few hundred meters away. The cold current that was squeezed out had already rushed to the sea around Yang Long, enveloping the sea water with a radius of several hundred meters, forming a huge wave that gradually rose. Rushing into the darkness in the distance.
Yang Long at the top of the wave. It's like sitting on a high-speed maglev train. It moved with the crash of the waves, and in just a few seconds it swept over a distance of thousands of meters.
"Haha! it's a stupid brute!" the old butcher laughed loudly, adjusting himself and the female warrior. The upper body remained above sea level, and it fell down with the waves, falling into the sea more than 2,000 meters away.
At this time, the giant tentacles finally swept into the sea water below the landing point, swept out obliquely and slanted into the sky.
With the repulsive force of the seawater, Yang Long and Matilda Valen, who were involuntarily pushed and wrapped, drifted rapidly in a certain direction for hundreds of meters again, and did not cause any substantial damage at all except for a slight concussion.
As if sensing that the attack was ineffective, the huge tentacles that rose up into the sky paused for a moment, and then smashed straight down towards the sea with an attack speed several times that of the ocean.
For a moment, Yang Long felt that the top of his head was completely covered, the rain and lightning were blocked, and a fishy liquid fell from the surface of the huge tentacles, making the old butcher feel a little uncomfortable.
"Hmph, is it only you who can attack!" Yang Long, who was already full of anger, immediately stretched out his left hand with an eye for an eye, and pinched it towards the mountain of meat pressed above his head, the black pattern on his entire left hand flashed, and a large area of blazing flames appeared out of thin air and came up head-on.
At the same time, a large amount of cold mist also oozed from Yang Long's right arm, and together with the semi-circular ice cover below, it formed a large ice ball with a diameter of 20 meters and constructed from an ice wall, which firmly protected himself and Matilda Valen.
The high-temperature flames adhered to the surface of the tentacles unhindered, burning the huge suction cups with a sizzling sound, and large streams of yellowish-white liquid that did not know whether it was melted grease or tissue fluid splashed out with the burning.
Roar –
I don't know how far away a loud roar came again, and at least thirteen or fourteen suckers were burned on the huge tentacles, which obviously caused some damage to the giant octopus monster, making it even more angry.
However, this kind of attack effect still couldn't contain the attack of the tentacles, and the huge strip of meat that was writhing and spasming just slapped straight towards Yang Long, and it slapped squarely on the sea level.
Boom –
The water that rose into the sky was hundreds of meters high, and the huge tentacles slapped on the surface of the sea, and continued to disappear in an instant.
And the ice hockey ball constructed by Yang Long's magic was instantly shattered because of this terrifying blow, knocking Yang Long and the female warrior directly from the sea level into a place fifty or sixty meters below the sea.
"Uh" snorted in pain, Yang Long had just recovered from the stunned state of being attacked, and immediately activated the holy light to heal his internal injuries, and a single blow popped out a grain of holy light into the female warrior's body.
has reached the current situation, and it is impossible to change anything if she loses Matilda Valen, so Yang Long will always keep her by her side and not abandon this important instrument.
This action only took a few seconds, but it couldn't keep up with the speed of the giant tentacles, and Yang Long had just checked it to confirm that Matilda Valen's body was not in serious trouble, when a new wave of attacks struck.
Hmmm-
The shock under the sea came first, and then Yang Long sensed the edge, and then invaded a tentacle that was dozens of times thinner before it intersected, and at a speed several times that of the huge tentacle, it quickly attacked in the direction of the old butcher.
It's not that the tiny tentacles have been replaced, but this time the octopus monster used the tip of the huge tentacles to attack.
"I actually found the most effective way to attack so quickly!" Yang Long was suddenly shocked in his heart, and without thinking about it, he activated the ice magic element again, forming an ice ball with a diameter of ten meters and a thickness of eight meters, wrapping himself and the female warrior again.
Click!
The violent collision broke out immediately, and the thick ice ball was hit with several cracks, but it still remained largely intact, and under the wrapping of the impact, it floated diagonally towards the sea above at high speed, breaking through the sea surface and shooting high into the air.
The seawater sealed in the ice hockey ball flowed clean along the crack after the ice hockey ball rushed out of the sea, and fresh air quickly poured into the inside of the ball, which soothed Yang Long, who had a headache.
But this is not the end, I don't know how far it flew, the ice hockey ball clattered ~ with a loud noise, and fell into the sea again, and less than five minutes later, the huge tentacles appeared again, knocking the ice hockey ball away again.
Bang! Bang! Bang
After being hit several times in succession, I don't know how far it had flown out, the protective power of the ice hockey ball finally reached its limit, and it was once again hit away by the huge tentacles, and after falling into the water, it was completely shattered, and Yang Long and the female warrior were once again exposed.
"Ahem, ahem, it looks like this time it's dead. Yang Long coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but he was reluctant to use the little holy light left to treat himself, looking at the female warrior who was also oozing blood from the corners of his mouth, his heart sank to the bottom.
In fact, if it were replaced by other thirteenth-order powerhouses, even if they reached the thirteenth-order upper level, under the continuous attacks, they might have been killed by the huge tentacles, and it was also thanks to Yang Long, whose protective power was against the sky, that he could hold on until now.
But being in a situation of being passively beaten, Yang Long finally couldn't support it.
"I didn't expect me to die in such a daze, this shouldn't be considered to be dying to save people, right?" Yang Long thought with some self-deprecation in his heart, and looked at Matilda Valen in his arms, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
Now the power of holy light in Yang Long's body is less than one-tenth, the flame magic energy is only a little, and the ice magic energy is even more empty, and the qi in his body is also consumed by half, which can be said to be close to the limit.
At such a critical juncture, it was no longer about whether he could survive, but about how to die, and after thinking for a while, he left Matilda Valen, Yang Long mobilized all the available energy in his body and prepared to fight to the death:
"Then let's die a vigorous battle!"
(To be continued......)