Chapter 0242: The Battle of the Blood Demon

Stretching deeply, Li Xun sat up with a yawn, rubbed his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Xilis's smile.

"Are you awake? Come and eat! I made it myself. Cialis gritted her teeth and clearly emphasized the last point, her face full of anticipation and apprehension.

Li Xun laughed, walked to the campfire in a few steps, took the soup spoon from Cialis's hand, and scooped a spoonful deeply in the pot. Looking at the colorful and complete smorgasbord in the soup spoon, Li Xun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

"Clever Mage Hylis doesn't think that putting all the good stuff together is good food!" Li Xun muttered to himself in his heart. In his cognition, most of the beauties will go to two extremes when cooking, either the delicious ones will die, or the unpalatable ones will die to death.

Forget it, now is not the time to think about this, and Cialis is still looking at herself expectantly!

Under the deep attention of Cialis, Li Xun took a sip gently. Well, the taste is really good, it actually made Li Xun recall the good feeling of chicken thigh salad burger. Does Klein Continent have a chicken thigh salad burger though? Of course not.

Thanks for the almighty magic!

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The middle layer of the dark region, the ruins of the underground city of Kazanmoyes.

Bloodseeker walks quietly in the darkness.

His gaze, passing through the silent darkness, fell into the distance. The twisted edge of the cliffs, where the pinnacles and bellstones were staggered, some miserable blurred light source looming from their strange shadows, like the blood-stained teeth of demons. Listen, a rumbling roar came faintly from beneath the ground. The subtle mist, constantly erupting, filled with small rifts, reflected the magical glow emitted by moss and fungi that littered the stone walls, forming a strange illusion.

It's an ugly and scary world, but there's no shortage of amazing and unique landscapes, but to see it, you'll first need to sharpen your minions, because there can be unexpected dangers lurking anywhere here.

However, for the Blood Demon, this problem does not exist, because he is a natural predator. The guy who dares to treat him as a prey really needs a good stomach.

The Blood Fiend's fangs were exposed in his slender protruding front kiss, and the wings of his nose fluttered slightly, a sign that he was starting to get excited. The darkness of the underworld separates him from the "people" around him, and instead creates the most powerful hunting environment.

The body temperature that can be manipulated at will has made those who like to scout with infrared vision blind, and often ignore him as a stone cone, horn rock, and large barrel mushroom that can be found everywhere in the underground tunnels. And as long as any creature enters within 100 meters of the Blood Demon, he can vaguely feel the storage of blood. If the distance is shortened to within 30 meters, he can even control the blood flow of the other party for a short time. As for the 5 meters at close range, it was better for his opponent to have spell protection, otherwise he would have to try the strange sensation of blood boiling and heart bursting.

At the corner of the stone wall in front of him came the rapid clash of blades, the angry roar, and the characteristic sound of crossbow arrows, and the faint sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the wind was faintly audible, followed by the muffled sound of popping into flesh and the splattering of Ziz's blood. It was only a few fingers, and the sound of qiē subsided, leaving only the rich and undispersed bloody qi wafting in the deep and cold underground passage.

Bloodseeker stopped.

There were only 3 attackers, but they were very skilled in killing 5 guys who had left the team. Judging by the rhythm of his hands, it should be 2 assassins and 1 warrior. With such an elite combination, it seems that it should be the hunting team sent by the "Black Tide" to block the passage.

Of course, their unintentional actions also interrupted the rhythm of the Blood Demon's hunt, causing him to change the target from 5 people on his side to 3 people on the other side. For the Blood Fiend, there is no such thing as a "teammate" at all, and anyone who appears around him in the dark is an object to hunt, the difference is only in the order of priority.

The Bloodfiend gently stomped to the ground, leaping and hanging on the stone wall, its sharp claws silently sinking into the solid rock. The close-fitting soft white cloth robe swayed in the wind, but there was no sound coming out, and it did not reflect any light in the deep darkness.

Like a nimble predator spider, the Bloodfiend scurried swiftly across the stone wall, even hanging upside down at the top of the corridor near the corner. The blood of the five dead had cooled, but the three attackers' human forms made of countless streams of blood were still there.

When the Bloodseeker moved from the top of the cave to the heads of the three male drows, they had just finished searching the bodies. As the last Assassin had just risen from the ground, a dangerous instinct made him jerk up at the top of the cave.

At some point, a strange creature was already hanging from the top wall of the passage, staring at him with a pair of red eyes. It was a wolf-like creature, no, strictly speaking, it only had a wolf-like head, a long, pointed front snout that was obviously very lethal, and limbs that were at least twice as long as a normal wolf, and a wide, stout front body under a close-fitting white cloth robe and a smoothly curtailed lower body showed remarkable agility. It seemed to have invisible magnets on the soles of its feet, which could be hung on a smooth top wall, and its head was twisted back a hundred and eighty degrees, staring at the Drow Assassin like that.

When the Assassin looked up and saw it, it had already swooped down from the top wall, a pair of disproportionately large and sharp claws, grabbing at his head and face with a sharp sound of wind!

The dagger that the assassin hastily parried could not withstand such a swift blow, and the thin figure wrapped in the thick gray cloth cloak let out a cracking sound of arm bones, and the whole person was smashed into the stone wall beside it with great force, and the sound of blood splattering came from the darkness.

The other two Drow reacted almost at the same time as the Blood Demon pounced, but their companions lost most of their combat power before they could even block the opponent's blow, which made them angry and rushed forward silently.

The drow warrior wielding the sword flicked his wrist, and the dull blade stabbed from the back towards the bloodfiend bouncing in midair. With a muffled sound, the Blood Demon miraculously twisted in the air, and the flipped claws collided with the long sword fiercely, and the two slashed into dazzling sparks.

The Bloodfiend howled, rolled in the air, eerily popped backwards, and then landed on all fours, landing steadily on the ground. It was in an eerie posture, its body almost on the ground, its eyes fixed on the Drow warrior. In this position, it could burst out at any moment and launch another fierce attack.

This couldn't help but make the Drow warrior's heart tighten.

The sneak attacker has no weapon, and collides with his own sword with a blade that pops out of the opponent's forelimbs. The opponent's strength, agility, agility, and tenacity are far beyond what ordinary underground creatures can achieve. When did such a powerful predator appear around here?

However, the cloth robe on the other party showed that he was not a wandering beast, but a creature with intelligence. Judging from the appearance, it should be a common gnoll in the underground, but the abnormal body of the other party is obviously different from this race known for its insidious cunning.

Powerful ** strength coupled with nimble and swift limbs, nothing will make Drow afraid. Because there are too many creatures like this in the underworld, they already have a safe way to deal with it, but when these two things are combined and appear in the same creature, it is a bit incomprehensible. At least at the level of level 7 of the drow warrior in front of him, it is not enough to deal with this powerful creature that is both ferocious and cunning.

Although he is also a warrior, he is limited to Drow's physique, and he is also a keen warrior who prefers speed. This is also a common problem of the Drow race, which lacks a solid and reliable meat shield class, and relies too much on the physically strong subordinate slave race.

The battle continues, and time doesn't stand still, allowing Drow to slowly think about a well-thought-out battle plan. The Blood Demon's body was slightly subdued, and it suddenly bounced up like a sharp arrow, and volleyed straight at the Drow warriors, taking the lead in provoking the second wave of battle.

"Zheng"

A low crossbow sounded.

From the shadows at the Drow warrior's side, a bolt flew out at a rapid pace, taking advantage of the fact that the Blood Demon was unable to move and dodge in midair, and shot straight into his chest. With the Drow Assassin's superb combat skills, he could have shot the enemy directly in the throat, but after witnessing the opponent's flexible body movements, he felt that it was safer to shoot the chest with a large force.

A hint of mockery flashed in the Blood Fiend's eyes, and he didn't make any superfluous moves to dodge and dodge, and his sharp claws nearly 3 feet long plunged straight into the chest and abdomen of the Drow warrior.

There was a soft pop, and the pitch-black crossbow bolt went straight into the Blood Fiend's chest.

Even though he had tensed his solid muscles as hard as he could, and even a cuticle that looked like scales had floated around his body, he still couldn't stop the special crossbow bolts plated with adamantite gold from penetrating through. A finger-thick hole appeared in the Blood Demon's chest, and his muffled body couldn't help curling up, and the fierce attack posture was completely gone, and the body flying in the air smashed helplessly into the Drow warrior who was on guard.

The Drow warrior suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and looked at the Blood Demon who was waving his arms wildly, as if trying to scratch something to stop him from sliding towards the end of death, and the long sword in his hand quickly drew a "Z" in the air, passing through the Blood Demon's neck, abdomen, and ankles, and then he retreated sideways and gave way to his body.

But at the moment when the two of them staggered, the Blood Demon's already weakly lowered claws made a hidden slight movement, and he touched the Drow warrior's body before slamming heavily on the stone slab under his feet. The hard granite slab was knocked out of a shallow pit by the Blood Fiend's body, and the crack spread for several meters. The Blood Demon whimpered a few times, and struggled to roll over and get up from the shallow pit, but he fell back weakly, and the dark blood slowly swirled out from under him.

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