The moment the blade cut into the foot, I saw the unexpected result of the rippled blade opening the defense of the foot, but it stopped at a depth of less than an inch. Ω (8) (1) 『中Δ文网Ω. ８⒈

My eyes twitched, and I didn't feel good: the defense system was too much, and Captain America's little shield was no more than that......

Not believing in that evil, I quickly pulled out the sword and slashed at the foot again.

While!

It's still the same ending.

I was dumbfounded, expressing difficulty in accepting it......

Along with me was the group of adventurers around me, who slashed and slashed for a few moments with their swords and axes, only to leave a shallow mark on the outer shell of the foot.

"Damn, that guy is hanging, right?" When it came to doubt, it was a male adventurer who wielded a barbed hammer.

"What do you mean?" Next to him, another male adventurer asked.

"I don't know, it's just a casual statement," Warhammer Adventurer said casually.

"Is it that our attack just now was only a little short of being able to break the defense, and as a result, he picked it up?" A female adventurer speculated that she was holding a sword and was trying to block the incoming footsteps.

"I don't know, but I'll take you!" A female adventurer next to her rushed forward with a greatsword.

"I don't know, but I praise you!" Another female adventurer next to her swung her spear and stabbed it.

As a result, when it sounded, it was still unharmed.

Ignoring their gossip theories and conjectures, I held the knife in my right hand, wrapped my left arm around the foot that I had cut and slashed again.

There were several crisp sounds in a row, and I cut out more than a dozen grooves at the front end of the foot66, but I still didn't see anything like animal bodily fluids flowing out of the grooves, which seemed to only damage the surface of the body, but did not hurt the surface.

"Meow a mi, how thick this skin has to be!" I whispered angrily.

Fortunately, there is no black leg hair at the front end of the foot, otherwise, with my hugging method, the left arm and even the left rib can be treated as a honeycomb.

Harold, who is closest to the ghost-faced spider, has gradually weakened the white light of his whole body, and it is in the period of decline of his combat skills, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the effect of his combat skills will completely disappear, and then, he needs to consume magic again to activate it again.

Compared to him, my combat skills are much better, as long as the killing intent is released at any time, the effect of the combat skill will always exist, however, even this does not mean that it has no weaknesses, if you want to maintain the killing intent, it will continue to consume physical strength, on the other hand, the stronger the killing intent released, the more physical strength will be consumed, and I don't know how long the level of physical strength can support the killing intent.

As Harold's skills weakened, he suppressed one of his forelimbs less and less, and the struggle of that forelimb became more and more intense.

If this continues, the battle will become confusing!

With this in mind, I let go of my left arm and jumped down from the front of my step.

The liberated step did not hesitate to smash me on the head, that strength, that momentum, all wanted to smash me into a meatloaf!

Although I am bloodthirsty and belligerent in the state of killing intent, it doesn't mean that I am a dumbfounder, such a big behemoth smashed down on the head, and it is still good there!

With instinct, I bent my legs, crooked my body, rolled on the ground, and avoided the thunderous smash.

Before the step was raised, I flicked my body, jumped high, stepped on the step with my right foot, and poked the tip of the straight knife in my hand, poof, the tip of the knife was again more than half an inch deep, and I took advantage of the momentum, I slashed again, and then I rushed towards Harold.

Just now, it was purely driven by killing intent, but in my opinion, it was more like revenge, and the body was almost smashed into a meatloaf by a step, and the killing intent in the body unconsciously hated it, so there was this behavior.

At this moment, I even wondered if the killing intent in my body would give birth to spiritual wisdom at some point? Can even such a thing as revenge be done so smoothly? The next time I go to a restaurant, it won't drive me to order a table of black steaks...... That's a gold coin......

I thought in horror, and at the same time subconsciously touched my pocket, but there were a bunch of silver and copper coins, which added up to less than half a silver coin.

Just as I was smiling bitterly, the tips of my fingers touched something hard, and I pinched it: Hey, isn't this the bracelet-like thing I got earlier?

I don't know what the effect is......

Having said that, I ate a blood-red crystal given by Amonon before, what is the effect of that crystal?

In a moment of thought, I was already at Harold's side, and with one foot on his struggling forelimb, the straight knife was raised high, and aimed at a joint, which was a fierce stab!

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the tip of the straight knife sank more than an inch deep!

This is simply a cross-generational progress!

I almost shouted excitedly: Meow a mi, finally see some effect!

Move your wrist left and right a few times, slightly enlarge the wound, and pull it out again.

As the knife was pulled out, there was another soft pop, and a lot of green juice splattered out of the wound in the joint, spilling onto my body and Harold's back.

Soon, a strong smell dissipated.

"What's going on?" Harold asked, but he didn't look back, still holding back his steps.

"Uh...... I just stabbed it, unfortunately, and hurt it," I said with a slight embarrassment.

"It's hurt!" Harold turned his head and glanced at me, a slight surprise in his eyes, but soon he turned back: "How did you do that?" ”

"Joint" I swung the knife and inserted it into the wound in the same position again, trying to enlarge the wound on the foot: "The joint should be its most vulnerable place. ”

"I see" Harold suddenly became a little excited: "In the previous battle, I only took care of a few of its Achilles' heels, and I didn't care about the joints and other parts at all, An Xiaoyi, you really gave me a good suggestion!" ”

He laughed and said to the adventurers who were fending off the attack, "Attack its joints, and we will try to beat it into a legless spider!" ”

"Good!"

Harold's call is even more influential than the Holy Decree, is this the so-called idol effect?

I shook my head, saying that I couldn't understand this feeling at all without idols.

Pulling out the Naota knife again, the green juice spurted out again, and presumably the moment he spoke, its wound had begun to show signs of healing.

This thing is healing force, strength, aggressiveness, all of them are very powerful, and it is no wonder that Harold suffered a loss under his men, losing two generals for nothing!