Dagon's entity in the material world possesses a protective power that is completely abnormal in Lan's eyes!

Although it is said that before the war, Lan En was mentally prepared to meet the moth, after all, the opponent is the body of an evil god, and no abnormality is abnormal.

But in the current situation, the full force of his sword that he is ready to attack can't even break through the defense!

Not only could the defense be broken, but it seemed that even the impact attached to the slash was completely vented in the air, and it didn't touch Dagon's body at all!

"I felt as if I couldn't touch Him at all."

With a delicate backward leap, Lann dodged a deep diver's claw flutter just right.

Footsteps set off a splash and crushed lotus leaves.

The diver was so close that Lanne's blade range was no longer easy to handle.

So after a wrist twist, the counterweight ball at the end of the silver sword's hilt smashed horizontally into the side temple of the diver's fangs and claws.

With a "bang", the hideous monster that was still very aggressive simply lay on its side on the shallow layer of water.

A large eyeball had been squeezed out of its socket, and a large section of bone from the temple to the brow bone had been concave under the hammer of Lan En's hilt.

But it's not dead yet.

The deformed life force keeps it from dying.

"The vitality is tenacious, but the difficulty of handling it is equivalent to facing a veteran fighter."

In other words – one face is enough.

Lan En glanced at the deep diver on the ground, and didn't cling to mending the knife, because Dagon was chasing Lan En down again with an obvious supernatural jump!

It was just a blow, and by summarizing the analysis of Mentos's data, Lane clearly understood the depth of this enemy.

The two long-legged muscles worked together, and the boots with the outer plate armor suddenly stirred up waves in the water.

Faced with Dagon's trampling of at least a dozen tons, Lan En had already withdrawn and retreated.

And the deepdiver who had his head smashed and couldn't move on the ground.

The believers of these evil gods were not taken seriously by Lan En from beginning to end.

"I don't need to do it, in this small terrain, every time the unwise Dagon punches and tramples, the efficiency of causing damage is much higher than if I took a 'toothpick' and cut it."

Compared to Dagon's fist, which is half the size of a person when clenched, the Bear School longsword in Lan En's hand, which is already a little wider than the ordinary half-hand sword, can indeed only be regarded as a 'toothpick'.

The center of gravity is like mercury in the body, flowing but not scattered.

Lane's footsteps suddenly steadied in the process of sudden stopping, which was very different from the previous stumbling.

Although Dagon's self-weight and supernatural power are full of deterrence, Lan's adaptability to the enemy in battle is beyond imagination.

A large amount of combat memory support, as well as Mentos's data analysis, allows him to always be at ease soon after he has made an engagement.

The witcher raised his eyes and continued to stare at Gon's movements.

He had expected that when Dagon landed, he would see the divers who had been trampled to pieces.

Half of the evil god's body should have been sprayed by an uncovered juicer, dripping with blood.

But the reality made Lan En's eyes narrow slightly.

The soles of Dagon's feet did step on the body of the deep diver, and the impact force of more than a dozen tons was also reflected on the stony ground.

But it's the deep diver caught between the soles of Dagon's feet and the ground. Unscathed!

"Even physical impact can distinguish friend from foe? Or is it "

Two slender eyebrows were entangled, and Lan En made a hypothesis in his mind.

Evil gods are irrational and disorderly beings, and they should be allowed to distinguish between friend and foe for the sake of mere believers?

They don't even care about themselves, can they care about believers?

And another possibility.

Lan En keenly remembered what the Lady of the Lake had said.

Dagon's physical entity is 'an anchor formed by the power of the evil gods through the rift where the celestial spheres meet, fused with the beliefs of the fallen half-fishmen'.

The body in front of me, which weighs less than a dozen tons, is not composed of conventional flesh and blood, but the crystallization of power and the faith of believers!

The power of the evil god has been sealed off by her and her friends in the depths of the world, according to the lady.

It is estimated that this part of the body has become a non-renewable resource.

Then all that remains to be solved - is faith!

"Whoa, whoa!"

The deformed deep diver swooped down on Lan En in a frenzy.

Lan En's left hand reached out to his waist, his footsteps flashed sideways, and his right hand holding the sword waved lightly to the right back.

Just in the right moment, the pounced diver sent his neck to Lanne's flicking blade.

The blade of the silver sword sliced the flesh, trachea, and bones of the throat. A large fish head was tossed backwards, while its muscular body staggered forward.

At the same time, Lan En's left hand took out a [North Wind] from the alchemy leather bag and threw it towards Dagon, who did not dodge or dodge.

The shell of the alchemy bomb shattered in mid-air, and the sound of "clicking" ice suddenly appeared.

Dagon's body looked like he had been standing for days in the cold of winter, the slime and water on his body frozen into a white crust of ice.

The body of the evil god, which does not dodge or dodge, does not seem to be hindered in any way in this situation.

The ice shell didn't even delay for half a second, and Grandgon, whose appearance had not changed, was still walking on his own.

The soles of the half-fish-and-half-human feet trampled on the ground and headed towards Lane.

It seems to have no effect.

But Lan En chuckled softly at this point.

"Mentos, how much lighter has he?"

"Sir, according to the feedback from the soles of the feet touching the ground, in the moment just now, the enemy's own weight was reduced by one hundred and thirty-six kilograms."

Since it can cause harm, then things are easy to do.

Gon's palms spread out enough to hold an adult human.

He opened his palms and swung them, and the air currents rang out with a terrifying howl.

Even if it was a heavily armored Bear School witcher wearing the Kunn Law Seal, it was estimated that it would be enough to be photographed ten meters in the air in one hit.

Hit half to death, fall to death.

Lan En, on the other hand, stood under the wind pressure and protruded from under the opponent's wrist.

His hand was pulled out from his lower back, and he already held two round bombs in the palm of his hand.

The North Wind came out of his palm, and after crossing Dagon, Lan En jumped up slightly, letting his feet out of the water.

The next moment, a "click-click" freeze exploded on Dagon's altar.

The shallow layer of water was frozen into ice in an instant!

"Whoa, whoa!"

Divers are frozen in ankle-deep ice with one or both feet.

I can only whine in the pain of frostbite.

And Lan En, who rushed forward, had already placed the silver sword at his side.

The body falls, and the force of the forward rush causes the body to begin to slide.

"Uhh

Like a scythe cutting wheat, Lan En's figure flashed with silver light, and the eight deep divers, high and low, now had the same height.

It seems that too many sources of faith have been lost in an instant.

Dagon's body, which had been unwavering all along, suddenly shattered into some visible fragments of light.

Even his body became a projection, blurred.

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