The blow was successful, and Curt did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but chose to maintain mobility and maneuver around the monster, and took a step around to another direction and slashed again.

The reaction of the knife just now felt quite strange, as if the long knife in his hand had turned into an unpolished iron bar and smashed into the half-solidified clay. There was no feeling of hitting the enemy with a knife, but it gave him the illusion that he was scratching his boots.

He knew there was no point in just a single hit, because the monster's entire leg was almost entirely protected by the foul-smelling sludge. After moving a few steps, Curt realized that the knife marks he had just left were quickly filled with the flowing sludge around him, and gradually began to regain his original state.

The sticky sludge protects the monster's entire body, making it almost impossible to harm its body. A skilled shooter like Arthur Dowyn can easily hit a monster's head or foot if he aims well, but he has so far been unable to deal effective damage to the monster.

The explosion of those mana-infused ammunition on each hit will be more powerful than swinging a cold weapon in a flat way. Even hitting the less important feet and stiff forearms can be damn down. But the damage still couldn't knock it out.

Curt didn't think his slash could be more powerful than a bullet, and he didn't plan to cut off the monster's leg with all his might. And even if the monster can't see him, it is impossible to tolerate the constant "unexplained" lacerations on his legs and remain indifferent.

Sure enough, the monster that was attacked by the white blade raised its foot in anger, blindly trampling on the enemy at its feet, although it was "invisible", but it did hurt it. It stupidly raised its legs left and right to stomp around it, but Curt, who was supposed to be the target, was already out of the range of its attack.

"Mr. Leinster, don't rush too hard! the battle will be left to us, you only need to take cover!"

The security officer, who was standing in the distance, once again raised his heavy firearm and fired at the monster, shouting at Curt at the same time. They were unaware of the fact that the monster couldn't see Curt, only that he seemed to rush towards the monster to cover their movement, hurriedly reminding them to stay away from the danger zone.

The monster seemed to respond to their cries, only to see it abandon Curt once more, and take a big stride towards the guards in the distance. The huge body was unimaginably nimble with the support of its two forearms, and the undisciplined steps disrupted Curt's evasive pace at once.

"Damn. ”

He cursed to himself, and then rolled on the spot to avoid the trampling of the monster. The monster couldn't see Curt, so he couldn't figure out where he was when attacking, and he only needed a little calculation to dodge its attack, but no matter how many people shouted, he needed to spend energy to protect them.

However, it is not possible to support them, and the task given to most of the mercenaries who use melee weapons in this operation is to attract the attention of monsters and provide opportunities for long-range fire to attack. And Curt couldn't just watch the monsters rush to the shooter's position.

"Attack its limbs, cut them off from its body, and then attack the chest part of its body, shattering the core!" Lizzie suggested to Curt's attack, "The core of each part of it is relatively independent, and severing their connection can effectively limit its mobility. ”

"If I could—"

With a long sigh, Curt rushed at the monster with his knife, then slashed at the inside of its unsuspecting foot.

Quack!

The monster frantically adjusted its body posture in the face of the reappearing attacker, and it could not see Curt's figure, so it could only wave it towards Curt with its right arm in response like a conditional shot. The blind attack could not pose a threat to him, and Curt took a diagonal step and dodged the undisciplined blow.

Without being counterattacked, concentrate on harassing the target and continue to attract its attention. The white blades shone in the light, and the long knives slashed at the monster one after the other. During this time, the shooters in the vicinity were shooting non-stop. Each ammo accurately hits the monster's torso.

After each attack, the monster's forearms tend to come towards Curt, but he always has plenty of time to get out of the monster's range. Although this method of attack can be said to be inefficient, Curt can only faithfully perform his cover duties, delaying time for the firing troops.

Ahhhh

Suppressed by a large amount of fire in a short period of time, the monster was completely enraged, and moved wildly with the huge weight of its swollen body. Every time it takes a few short steps, it will suddenly stop the car, and then wave its huge forearm to hammer at the surrounding qiē, which is literally trying to destroy the surrounding qiē indiscriminately.

Such indiscriminate offensive forced Curt to increase his concentration and change his way of acting. So he lightened the force of each attack, and not only that, but he was also carefully watching the monster's movements, sometimes dodging before the second swing.

Despite this, the monster was completely unaffected.

It shook its body and creaked towards the firing group arranged in one direction. The huge body as a mountain rushed towards it from a high level, undoubtedly creating an atmosphere of horror. The mere existence of that huge body has become the greatest threat to the one that stands in front of it.

Large monsters have the same power as the Cun Zài when they are running, but because of the weight of their bodies, it is difficult for them to suddenly change the direction of their progress once they sprint. When dealing with these monsters, you can take advantage of the difference in size, and sometimes you can turn your disadvantage into an advantage.

However, the monster in front of him does not abide by this principle, it rushes in a very high straight line, and often smashes its arms to the ground to stop its body when it is close to each group, and then it will stay there without hesitation, waving its arms and smashing the surroundings unreasonably.

In order to avoid its assault, the team members had to stop shooting and quickly leave the spot, no matter which direction they were in. The firepower that suppressed the monster quickly disappeared.

As the minutes ticked by, Curt realized that he couldn't attract the attention of the already enraged monster by his guerrilla containment alone, and that he had to make a more effective blow.

This can no longer be done in vain.

He flicked his long knife and poured his mana into it, then quickly approached the monster with a diagonal blade, concentrating on another onslaught as it shifted its attention to a few nearby mercenaries. The monster still didn't see him, and didn't know that he was being targeted again.

The snow-white long knife wrapped in a layer of magic power turned into a streamer in Curt's hand, and with the power of the charge, it vibrated from the right and cut to the left. Curt then kept walking, taking small strides forward with swift steps, and then taking advantage of the momentum to raise the knife above his head and slash down from the other direction.

Whoosh!

The magic infused with the blade was released in one go, and the escaping power rolled up a gust of wind, deeply imprinting a large wound in the shape of an "X" on the monster's heel. The high concentration of magic is eroding the wounds here, and the sludge that pours in from the surrounding area is difficult to repair for a while.

Why would this monster turn a blind eye to himself? Despite the doubts in his mind, Curt would not stop attacking. His body moved as if reflexively, slashing a second, a third, and more...... They all slashed hard at the monster's legs.

Even if the sludge has the ability to "recover", it will not be able to recover in an instant if it is constantly attacked. Curt kept tickling through his boots, and finally scratched the "boots" out, revealing the entity that was encased—a purple-black vein.

Quack-

The main body was attacked, and the monster was really angry. It lifted its leg and swept in the direction of Curt's final slash, watching the monster's feet expand in its field of vision, and Curt immediately ran to remove itself from the trajectory of its attack. Seeing that he could not continue the attack, he took out a test tube filled with red liquid from his pocket, shook it violently for a while, and then quickly stuffed it into the unhealed wound on the monster's leg.

Rumble!

A ball of flame exploded through the wound, and the violent explosion literally lifted the sludge layer away, and even the "veins" buried in it were blown off. The monster, which had lost one leg to control its strength, tried to maintain its stability with its arms, but unfortunately it happened to raise its hands at this time, and before it could move, it lost its balance.

The unsteady monster shook for a moment, and then threw itself forward with a scream that shook the sky. The one-story tall body was dragged to the ground by its weight, and the foul-smelling sludge and hard rock were staggered into the dirt that it had made loose by itself.

As the initiator of this qiē, Curt, who was standing beside it at this time, looked at the black shadow covering him, and hurriedly took a few steps back, deftly dodging the flying rubble and the huge monster that suddenly fell to the ground.

However, he did not stop there, but pointed the long knife in his hand to the ground. The refined mana spell once again flowed into the long knife, plading it with a glittering shell.

Flash!

Just a seemingly unremarkable slash.

With this single slash, it left a deep scar on the limb of the monster in front of him. The knife marks seemed to burn, and in an instant, the part of the monster connected to the huge "limbs" was silently cut away, and the sludge covered on it was also inactive at this moment, gradually solidifying, and solidifying into pieces and crumbling, revealing the part that had been protected all along.

The legs were a sick lower limb that was completely unimaginable when it was seen at the previous hard part of the mud and gravel, and now it has degenerated into a strange image of a plant root, thin and weak. The wrist is still huge and hideous, but it has gradually shown signs of **.

Connected joints are perhaps the biggest weakness of this monster. Because their weaknesses are so obvious, they protect them with shells made of sludge and stones.

The monster, which had lost half of its limbs, struggled, but its mutilated limbs could no longer support its grotesque torso. At this time, when he looked closer, Curt noticed that most of the monster's torso had shrunk, and only a few of the closed mouths were still squirming slightly.

"All obey the order!

With Grosted's order, all the weapons present greeted the monster's body, and after a while, all the sludge wrapped around its body was dispersed, leaving only a bloody body.

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