Well?

I hesitated for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there were still stone shell monsters chasing behind me, and subconsciously turned around, only to see that the group of stone shell monsters that were chasing me were all standing in place, stiff, and after almost two seconds, I resumed my movements and continued to rush towards me fiercely.

What was the moment just now?

I ran around the caster again, thinking about what had just happened.

The impact of the Matai Slasher being cut off is still there, so it must have hit something, and although I don't know exactly what it was, I can conclude that it must be the weakness of the Crust, and if you find it, you will be able to easily defeat the Crust.

I quickened the pace of my run, but also increased the number of attacks, changing the position of my slashes, from only attacking lethal positions at the beginning, to now attacking every detail of my body.

After slashing more than a dozen times in a row, the blade of the Knife touched the hard object again, this time, I did not pull out the knife again, but stabbed it violently with the Straight Knife, instantly inserted into the stone shell near the hard object, and drew a circle according to the position of the tip of the Knife Cutting Matthew, then pulled out the straight knife, threw it on the ground, made a fist with my right hand, and poked into it through the hole that was cut, and after a little groping, I touched a ball hard object the size of a half fist.

Stretched out his palm, pulled hard, and pulled the thing out.

At the moment of pulling out, the whole body of the stone shell monster suddenly trembled violently, and then, cracks began to appear in the dense stone shell, and the cracks spread at an extremely fast speed, only four or five seconds, covering the whole body, and then, I heard a bang, and the stone shell monster turned into a pile of rubble again.

Unlike in the past, the gravel did not last a few seconds on the sand before turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating into the air.

There was a few soft clanging sounds, and two silver coins lay quietly on the sand.

Suddenly, he remembered the group of stone shell monsters behind him, and hurriedly turned around.

The group of stone shells behind me, who had just chased me, stopped chasing and stood quietly in place, as if they had been standing there in the first place.

Before I could get closer, I heard a few soft sounds in the Titicaca, and in an instant, the group of stone shells turned into countless pieces of rubble and fell to the ground.

I tried to kick it a few times, but found that it was just a pile of ordinary rubble, which did not turn into black smoke and did not burst anything of value.

Slightly disappointed, I spread my hands to see what was really being clutched.

As a result, the moment he opened his hand, the ball in his hand also turned into black smoke in an instant.

Looking at the empty palm, I frowned, sighed helplessly, bent down, picked up the two coins on the ground, put them in the pocket of my waist, looked at the empty desert, and retreated.

Although I am not a road idiot, I still dare not rush forward in the vast desert, in case I accidentally lose my way, it will not take long, only three to five days, I will become a landscape in this desert - mummy.

It's better to just be a quiet mummy, but if it is discovered by some evil collectors on the Zephyr Continent, this one collects my arms, and the other collects my thighs, and ends up dead with no corpse, that's not what I want.

I made up my mind, sat cross-legged, took a sip of water, ate something, estimated that the time was almost up, and slowly slipped back to the eleventh layer of the portal.

The demonic spider has not yet been brushed out in a large area, and it is still unimpeded along the way.

When I returned to Ari City, it was still dark, and when I passed by the café, I saw Barbara and Florence busy.

Normally, when Phoenix and the others come back, they will take Florence and Barbara home and prepare dinner together, but now the two are working as maids in the store, and they should not have come back yet, Phoenix has not returned.

As he walked down the street, he looked left and right, and happened to pass by the weapons shop, stopped, and thought that it would be interesting to talk to the old goblin Patch for a while, so he pushed the door and entered the house.

At a glance, Patch, who had a profiteer's smile on his face, was frowning his chin in a daze.

"Hey, expert, your exaggerated expression of constipation for many days is not afraid to scare away the guests."

"Not the experts, it's Patch." The old goblin replied habitually, suddenly stunned, raised his eyes, and saw that it was me, and his face regained a little smile, but he still couldn't bear to look directly: "Why are you here?" ”

"What, you're not welcome?"

"No, no," Patch waved his hand and said, "I'm just asking casually." ”

I saw that he had returned to some normalcy and laughed: "Look at your bitter and bitter appearance, why, your niece and nephew have been defeated?" ”

"How so!"

Patch shook the traitor's wig and said excitedly: "My niece is very good, there is no problem in entering the semi-finals!" ”

"That's amazing," I casually complimented, "Then what are you bothered about?" ”

"Hey."

Patch sighed and said listlessly: "Business is not good, and you don't make much money, can you not be distressed." ”

"Aren't you an expert, why are you worried that no one will come to buy weapons?"

I teased him.

"If you are an expert, you must be popular?"

Patch didn't understand what I meant, and pointed to his weapon shop, saying, "Look at my shop, it's almost the most shabby on this street, where would any adventurer believe that I'm an expert!" ”

"Then you should change your face and decorate it."

"Renovation?"

Patch shook his head helplessly: "Where is the money for renovations?" ”

"No, I don't even have the money to renovate." I pulled up a chair, sat down, and said, "Isn't the weapon you built quite expensive, and selling one is enough for you to live for a long time, how can you get it so shabby." ”

I suddenly thought of a possibility and blurted out, "You're not going to gamble, are you?" ”

Patch shook his head in denial: "Of course not, I've always hated such things as gambling." ”

"It's not gambling. Is that. I smiled obscenely: "You don't know how to keep a mistress, I heard that it costs a lot of money to raise a mistress." ”

"Look at my outfit," Patch said, gesturing to his oil-stained overalls, "like you can find a mistress?" ”

I looked him up and down, pinched my chin and nodded: "Don't say it, it's true, ordinary women definitely can't look at it." ”

Stepping forward, I smirked evilly and poked him in the chest with my elbow, and said, "However, there may be that kind of woman who likes your bad taste." ”