Walking cautiously against the wall, I always felt that there was a gust of wind blowing overhead, which was creepy.

No one could tell when danger would arise, so I shrunk my collar and became more vigilant.

In the dark, a pair of reddish eyes slowly lit up, like glowing blood, staring at me, and the owner of the eyes was a black mass like rags, slowly shaking in the gap in the corner.

At this time, I didn't notice the thing, and all my energy was focused on the perception of the dark corner, for me, the attack of the bright light is easy to dodge, and the unknown lurking in the corner is the real danger.

Suddenly, behind the neck, with a fluttering sound, a gust of wind hit.

I quickly turned around, raised my arm, and slashed with my sword with my observation and intuition.

The head of the slashing knife accounts for half of the weight of the entire knife, so the moment of slashing and slashing is often extremely powerful, and the speed is also amazing.

With a sigh, the Matthew knife drew a thin line in the faint light, and slashed towards the blurred black 'rag' behind him.

However, the black 'rag' was inexplicably agile, and at the moment when my blade was about to touch its body, it spread its wings and swooped away, and its whole body flew high again as if it had a ****** of convection collision.

The 'rag' monster's sneak attack failed this time, but at the same time, my counter-kill also failed.

I still haven't figured out what it is, but I've come up with a guess that it's very agile, but it doesn't seem to engage in hand-to-hand combat, which means that it only attacks once, and as long as I avoid this one, I can safely fight back.

It's just that this is still just a conjecture, and it hasn't been demonstrated, and it will take a few more attacks to figure out how reliable this is.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that I seemed to have a tendency to be masochistic in order to verify the truth, which is not a good thing, to change, must be changed, it's just... Forget it this time, and change it later.

With my mind settled, I left the wall and slowly moved towards the center of the road.

If I'm not mistaken, the monster just now should have been quietly approaching me along the wall, and it would have attacked after reaching a certain distance, and if it weren't for my deaf perception of the spirit, I guess I would have been hit by now.

The wall is too dangerous, and the only way to do this is to return to the center of the road and continue to sneak cautiously.

Perhaps because I was out of the wall and no longer in a close-range sneak attack, the monsters didn't rush to attack me, but hibernated, watching me secretly.

I was on guard, taking every step carefully, looking at every corner of my side or any bulge not far away, for fear of missing the traces of the monster hidden within.

In the afterglow, I occasionally saw one or two black things moving in the corner, presumably the kind of monster that had just sneaked up on me, but since they were in a relatively high position, I might not be able to get them even if I jumped, so I might as well let them hang on them.

Probably unable to resist the anticipation of its prey, the black rag-like monster attacked again, still behind me, and pounced on my neck.

It's still a neck, so good!

I shouted in my heart, and swung the sword again, this time, the blade of the sword was slightly raised, and I was going to avoid it.

However, the monster, as if it had known my intentions, moved up a little along with my slashing sword, and once again allowed it to dodge.

I'll rub it! No way! Avoided again!

I screamed and tried to swing my knife again, only to find that the black rag was long gone.

Then, less than ten minutes apart, the monsters on the roof of the shed launched four or five attacks in a row, and with a high degree of mental concentration, although I was lucky enough to avoid the damage in the fatal position every time, I couldn't guarantee that I would escape with my whole body.

The shoulders, the back, and even the cheeks and the backs of the hands were cut by the monster's sharp claws, and although they were not deep, they looked bloody and scary.

In contrast, I didn't even hit a single attack, I can't help it, it's too dark here, and the speed of the monster is fast, and sometimes I can't see whether the monster wants to attack or intends to feint, even though I have captured the monster's position.

After all, once it is blurred to attack and feint, it is easy to expose flaws and give monsters a chance to take advantage of it.

Most of these wounds on my body are the bitter result of being confused and attacked.

Feeling that his physical strength was gradually exhausted, he understood that this time it was basically a futile effort to break through the thirteenth floor, and decided to come back tomorrow, after all, upgrading and fighting monsters can't be in a hurry, and it is not a very good choice to come to the future.

Thinking of this, I moved my steps again and walked back step by step along the route back.

Although the passages are intersecting, I will basically remember the routes I have walked once, and it is difficult to get lost after that.

When it comes to getting lost, I think of Godot's road idiot, although his strength is bursting, but for him, the route is almost like playing the piano to a cow.

I once asked him: Godot, by what means did you find your way?

Godot actually told me: follow the feelings.

"Why don't you follow Chrysanthemum?"

I said to myself.

On the way back, there is still a sneak attack.

As the number of sneak attacks increased, I gradually figured out the patterns of monsters.

As I expected, they will only sneak up on them once, and as long as they avoid them, they can safely counterattack.

These monsters have very different attack methods and frequencies, but they attack from a similar position, and will only choose to attack the back of the neck.

In other words, as long as you protect the back of your neck from fatal injuries, you can basically live without worry.

After mastering these two rules, my path back has become easier than before, although I will still be scratched from time to time with a few scars on my body, but it is still a good thing to be able to return alive.

It was only about 20 meters away from the exit, and although I could rush out at once, I didn't dare to guarantee that I wouldn't be startled by this, so I was swarmed by the frightened monsters and launched a group attack on me.

If that's the case, that's terrible.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and decided to continue slowly and leave slowly.

Just as I was taking a step, another wind grabbed at the back of my neck.

I subconsciously waved the Ma Tai knife, chopping down, still in the air, but this time, things are not so simple, I was scratched a little impetuous, I pulled out the second knife from my waist, and stabbed it hard.

The straight knife is like a long snake stabbing out, one after another, this hand, not to mention the monster, even I did it subconsciously.

I only heard two clicks, and the straight knife seemed to touch something, and then, without any obstruction, I pulled out the straight knife.

At the same time, I felt a few drops of liquid splash on my face, and the rag-like mass paused in the sky, and then it snapped like a rag sack and fell to the ground.