Walking man-eating flowers against the phoenix they played, hung up.

I have to say, it hangs quite aggrieved.

Generally speaking, as a level 7 monster, at least a group of level 6 adventurers who attacked it had to be put in a bitter battle.

However, it doesn't.

It was forcibly pulled down by Phoenix and Cagalli, two adventurers who defy the sky, and then by Billy, Zach, Lirea, Loki and others, with knives, axes, crossbow arrows and firebolts, they beat it to death.

It was a horrific death, and it not only stunned me, but also the circle of elven adventurers around us, and the walking man-eaters who were fighting the adventurers.

Although the Walking Man-Eating Flower is a plant-type monster, they also have wisdom that is not inferior to that of Amon and has a certain ability to analyze the battle situation.

In previous battles, they had probably never encountered a situation like this one today—someone was able to pull it off with their bare hands!

One of the walking man-eating flowers subconsciously rubbed its flower plate with vines, and then tried to open its pale red eyes in the middle of the flower plate.

After determining the situation at the scene, it quickly moved its rhizome and took several steps back, away from our combat range.

Not only that, but some of the other walking piranhas in our vicinity also retreated, and in an instant, the surroundings of our team became a vacuum, and not even a walking piranha did not exist.

I turned around and tried to continue the battle with the walking man-eating flower, but unexpectedly, there was already nothing behind me, leaving only a patch of overpowered grass and endless loneliness.

I'm a little like crying.

Although I would love to say: Phoenix, Cagalli, stop using this way of fighting, it's too insulting to monsters, you see, there is not even a walking man-eating flower around us that is willing to fight us.

But I can't say because they did nothing wrong.

To blame, we can only blame those walking cannibals for having too strong self-esteem, and they are only willing to face the real death of the dignified people, but are not willing to face this humiliating death.

While I sympathize with their plight and respect their beliefs, it's not up to them to kill monsters and level up!

Now that you have become a monster, you must have the consciousness of being a monster!

The humiliation of death, you can only blame yourself for choosing the wrong opponent, you deserve to be unlucky!

All I can do is help you die in as heroic a heroic way as I can.

Phoenix and I were divided into two groups and attacked two different walking man-eating flowers at the same time, although Phoenix was the first time they had seen this kind of monster (except for Jura and Godot), but I never expected that they would use the method of pulling vines to farm monsters faster than me, and much faster!

When I learned the truth, I was devastated.

In fact, it wasn't just me who was hit, but those walking man-eating flowers also showed a tragic appearance of being hit, and one by one they ran away at a faster speed.

Anyway, the sixteenth floor has neither a cliff border nor a pit trap, except for the large oasis in the middle, which is a desert that only appears when you are near the edge and a huge wall made of countless sands.

Anyway, they have to turn back and fight us at the end of the run, and my teammates will only send two people: Phoenix and Cagalli.

As long as these two girls grabbed the vine it swung out, they were absolutely sure that they could tear off its flower plate, and then Billy and the others would beat it up.

This tactic is simply magical!

We brushed up on walking man-eating flowers for most of the day, and we actually killed more than 100 of them, which is a record that we usually dare not imagine!

After that, we ate a little bit to replenish our energy, and then we walked back without hurrying.

On the way, some elves came over to learn from the Phoenix and them, and they were curious about how the Phoenix and Cagalli used to pull down the flower disc of the walking man-eating flower.

Cagalli smiled: "Without him, only the power is great!" ”

The simple and crude answer made the surrounding elves exclaim: What a lot of strength!

Seeing that many elves had doubts about this question, and continued to ask my fiancées Phoenix and Cagalli, I rubbed my temples a little distressed, and stopped, followed by the people behind me, and then my team also stopped moving, and then the outer circle of elves with doubts also stopped.

I walked up to Godot and told him to remove the metal cross.

The heavy metal cross was carefully put on the ground by Godot, not because he was afraid of bumping into it, but because he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, the cross would fall, no matter whose foot it hit, it would be a broken bone!

I held on to the cross, looked around, and said, "Since you are questioning the answer of my fiancées, then let me give you a demonstration, who has volunteered to try to carry this cross?" ”

A male elf who looked to be in great shape and had quite a lot of muscles walked out, came to the cross, held the underside of the two wings of the cross with both hands, and after grasping it, he exerted his strength violently, and saw that the muscles of his upper body had already propped up his tunic bulgingly, however, he could only staggeringly lift the cross from the ground about four inches, and when he was almost five inches, he saw that his face changed slightly, and as soon as his hand was released, the cross fell down heavily, and smashed steadily into the ground for more than half an inch.

When the surrounding elves saw this, they all exclaimed: This cross is so heavy.

I nodded at him, turned around, and asked the other elves, "Is there anything else you'd like to try?" ”

There were no other voices among the elves.

I turned my head and glanced at Cagalli, who took a step, grabbed the wings of the cross with both hands, lifted it upward, easily pulled the cross out of the ground, and then walked a few steps with the cross, her face was not red, her neck was not thick, and she did not even breathe, and it was clear that this weight was not a problem for her at all.

She carefully put the cross on the ground, I glanced at the phoenix again, the phoenix pouted, stepped forward, stretched out her left hand, grabbed the point of the cross horizontally and vertically, lifted it up at will, and instantly lifted the cross, this is no longer a matter of effort, but she grasped the cross as easily as holding a feather!

I nodded at the phoenix, signaling that it was okay, and then turned to the elves and said, "See, this is the meaning of 'only power', now everyone is clear, understand the gap between the strength of you and my fiancée." ”

The elves sighed.

I watched as Godot put the cross back on his back and said to the elves, "I'll tell you a little secret, my fiancée......"

I pointed to the phoenix and continued, "She's right-handed. ”

(End of chapter)