Chapter 18: The Dog of the Hundred Teeth (Part II)
Exhausted, his white coat was stained with blood. Some of the green faces of the wish were also soaked with blood, and the golden pupils were spilled with blood because of the mental pressure of the over-negative amount.
He was flawed all over his body, and he was so weak that as long as Wang went down, he could know the specifications of today's crew lunch.
Delicate, weak, weak psychiatric?
These terms, combined with the mountains of ghosts and gods behind them, are not convincing at all.
Wang's experienced fighting instinct allowed him to observe four or five fatal flaws on Wish's body with his naked eyes in an instant.
This young man was completely defenseless, and he showed his flaws in his eyes with a big grin.
At this moment, Wang's heart somewhat understood why William was so obsessed with this guy.
Crazy people and crazy people will attract each other.
"Oh, boy, you, you know my name.
I see, I see.
Must you have felt my love, the blessing of my Lord's love for you?
Come on, come to us, you monster can only live unscrupulously with us. ”
With his hands in his pockets as he made a wish, he walked slowly down the hill of corpses.
In the floating flames, William, who has tenacious vitality, is still struggling to climb towards the footsteps of making a wish.
The flames were extremely difficult to extinguish, and in the faint blue temperature, William's upper body was already bubbling with oil.
He looked like a demon crawling out of hell, but there was still a reverent smile on his sickly face.
He stretched out his scorched hand toward the wish, wanting to crawl to his side and kiss the instep of his foot.
The next moment, William's pious gaze suddenly saw the king with the knife in his backhand, and his eyes were full of horror.
His head was twisted 365°, and his already roasted and crispy body, with the twist of this force, made William's head be weirdly broken, and rolled to the side of the pile of rotten flesh with a grunt.
"I'm sorry, but I don't like to have in-depth conversations with people who only want my body. Not even a 36D long-legged hottie, let alone a pervert like you, William.
I........ But pure love. ”
Under the gesture of international friendliness, Wishing smiled, looking at William who was burned to carbonization in the floating flames.
From the time they met to the present, the spiritual skills he had displayed were extremely arrogantly biased towards the telekinetic path.
Crushing billboards without warning, twisting William's legs and head, this kind of strong mental power, did you tell me that it was a nervous [empty brain]?
The blood is surging, every muscle in his body is eager to fight, and it is clear that there are too many flaws in the body of the wish, he is like a novice without the slightest combat experience, and he is seen at a glance in the eyes of the king.
Shoot the knife, and the knife will cut off his head.
Deep inside, a voice was frantically urging.
But the rationality that Wang worked so hard to maintain made him understand that this young man was by no means as simple as he appeared to seem.
Exposing so many flaws, such obvious bait, an experienced hunter like him would not be fooled.
Fighting an opponent of this level often only takes a short moment.
"You have been too cautious, King.
The people of the Advent are a bunch of crazy people, no wonder you can't fit in.
Now that they see the fragrant meat on the bait, even if there is a poisonous hook hidden in it, the madmen will pounce on it desperately.
You see, I don't even have a utility knife in my hand now, and after such a huge battle, the spiritual sea is almost unable to sustain it.
Wang, do you want to do it?
If you don't do it, I'll be gone. I'm so tired that I want to have an hourly room and get some sleep. ”
The refreshing smile made the face that was now stained with blood look a little weird.
He completely ignored the dangerous aura on the king's body, put his hands in his pockets, and even hummed a small song, and walked out of the steps that his six relatives did not recognize.
Regarding the tragic death of his teammates, Wang showed no care.
A few understatement words made a wish, but it made this ruthless tough guy's thinking confused.
He didn't know that this young man was pretending to be calm, but in fact he was a silver-like pewter spearhead.
Or is it the bad taste of some strong man, fooling his enemies with words and weak flaws............
William's roaring message made the king not just let his wish go.
【Qualifications for the Crown】............
The meaning of this vague message is by no means as simple as words.
"You should at least give your name, right?
Although my education is not high, I have also experienced nine years of compulsory education, Han Meimei, I can only deceive William, the madman who sacrificed his sanity. ”
With a long breath, Wang's eyes hardened.
He nodded slightly to the wish, and reported his name to each other before the battle, which was a kind of respect.
As the footsteps of the wish stopped, the momentum on the king's whole body became sharp. Without waiting for the wish to speak, the hunting knife in his hand lightly pulled the knife flower, and his body was like a cheetah with muscles bursting out during hunting.
The wind pressure during the charge seemed to have turned into knives, sharp enough to cut through the skin.
The king's figure was as fast as if it were flashing.
He twisted across, and the blade of the hunting knife in his hand was clenched, and the crystal clear blood beads were absorbed by this strange knife along the blade.
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"Hahaha, King, I almost believed it.
How can a guy like you, who fights like a mad dog, believe in etiquette like chivalry and bushido? Also report your name before the fight, is it necessary for a mad dog like you to know the name?
In you, there are only two concepts, living and dead. ”
The blood beads on the hunting knife prove that the king's knife at least hurt the wish.
His knife was fast, fast enough to cut off the wish-making siblings and head in an instant.
Hearing the words of the wish, the king's eyes looked sharply at the blade in his hand.
An experienced hunter like him, once he starts hunting, will end up dying. The blade obviously devoured the blood of the wish, and the king's sword used his greatest strength, even the most strange spiritual sequence, it could not avoid the shortcoming of weak flesh.
The king's sword, in his own prejudgment, was enough to cut off the hands, feet, and head of the vow.
Even if the bones have the property of resuscitation, the severe blow of being decapitated can prevent temporary resuscitation.
The fact that the wish is still able to chat calmly shows that the king's sword has been cut down, but it has not been completely cut off.
At this moment, stroking a shallow blooming red thread on his neck, he made a wish to look at the knife cuts on his wrists and thighs.
He rubbed his fingers away the blood from his throat, and his tongue licked the salty blood.
Well, there is still a little sweetness in the aftertaste.........
The king's knife was indeed very sharp, so sharp that he still cut through the snake scales and cut the wound even when he opened the [Scale Armor].
On the white skin of the wish, you can faintly see the fine illusory snake scales.
The wrists, the skin on the outside of the knife edge, and the illusory snake scales shimmered with a silver glow, making them look sturdy and beautiful.
After a lot of eating, the young snake has transformed into a defensive scale armor, and the characteristics of this snake scale are also synchronized to the body of the wish at this moment.
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