human suffering

Chapter 1694 Backstabbing

Seeing Prometheus winking there, shy and charming.

Cai Gen almost threw up without seeing it, and was a little out of breath.

"I'm letting you burn, not teasing you.

Liao, I mean run, run quickly, communication is really hard.

Pu Luo, does your god's blessing directly reflect your IQ?

This benchmark is too low, even elementary school is strenuous. "

Pu Luo's face was flushed, he didn't expect Cai Gen to make such a request.

Conversely, Cai Gen was not satisfied anymore, and he also had feelings of resistance.

"Cai Gen, are you being reasonable?

They are not from the same language family, and it is difficult to learn some Mandarin for simple communication.

Are you artificially increasing the difficulty by speaking in tongues?

You are too hard to be a god. "

Is Liao a dialect?
If you can't beat it, it will burn. Is it a dialect?
Cai Gen really thought about it carefully, and it was indeed a dialect, so he ignored it.

"Run, do you understand this time?
Run far away, if you can't beat you, don't run, are you stupid?

Or is it addictive to be beaten, is it enjoyable here?

Old Pu, this problem is definitely up to you.

You like to be abused and addicted. "

Pu Luo glared at Cai Gen, did not refute, and forced himself to be calm, his heart became numb.

Did Cai Gen just talk about it, or did he really discover something?

Don't you hide yourself well?

Cai Gen saw that Prometheus on the battlefield had already broken free from the shackles of Ares and began to run away.

How could God of War Ares let him go?

Just now it was teasing her legs again, and monkeys were picking peaches again, this revenge must be avenged.

Followed by chasing out, gradually away from the battlefield.

Cai Gen saw that the opportunity had already been created, so what are you waiting for?

Pull out the bone-cutting knife, call out the butcher knife form, and rush towards Agamemnon.

All Agamemnon's attention is on Ares, the god of war. After all, his god's blessing is relatively advanced and can be controlled according to his wishes.

When he found that Cai Gen had rushed in front of him, he didn't panic, but was a little surprised.

Who gave Cai Gen the courage to come to his side?
Isn't it relying on the blessing of the gods to compete for power?

Does Cai Gen think he can beat himself who has experienced many battles?

Wanting to face the enemy formally, I suddenly felt my arm go numb.

It may be that there was too much bloodletting just now, and the blood circulation was not smooth.

How to do?
It was already too late to call the god of war Ares back.

Years of military career gave Agamemnon a strong psychological quality.

I can only go slanted with my sword, pretending that I didn't find Cai Gen.

Still concentrating on watching the battlefield of the gods, he gave Cai Gen a defenseless back.

Sneak attacking from behind is the most shameless act in the Laxi world, and it is shameless by everyone.

But any hero who wants to save face will not choose to stab a knife in the back.

Agamemnon was betting that Cai Gen, the protagonist, would choose to fight against him in an open and honest manner, so he would have a chance to breathe and quickly recall the god of war Ares.

Cai Gen didn't think too much about Agamemnon, he raised his butcher knife and chopped.

What's behind the front is all fighting, so there's nothing to say.

Moreover, Agamemnon turned his back only when he saw himself coming.

Maybe there is something on the back that has a stronger defense?

Sure enough, Cai Gen felt that the butcher's knife had been cut on a piece of iron.

Although Agamemnon's cloak was cut open, it did not break through the armor's defense and was blocked.

Agamemnon was frightened into a cold sweat.

It's just that it feels a little strange to feel the strength behind it.

Why use so little force?
Even the defense of the armor can't be broken, why do you have to cut it?

Isn't it superfluous?

Could it be that Cai Gen wanted him to turn around and fight him head-on, so he slashed lightly to lure himself to turn his head?
Hehe, so naive.

Agamemnon was relieved, as long as he didn't turn around, Cai Gen couldn't kill him.

This is the default contract between Laxi world fighters, unless there is no need for honor.

Cai Gen really feels no honor.

They stand there and ask you to chop, but you can't break through the defense. It's really embarrassing and throws home.

After thinking about it, I thought about it.

I am not a soldier, but a small owner of a fast food restaurant.

The only chance to use a knife is to chop pig's hooves and ribs. There are not many opportunities to chop people.

Moreover, Agamemnon didn't look back after being slashed by himself. Could it be that he was anemic and comatose?

Then get out of the arena quickly, what are you still pretending for?

For the second cut, Cai Gen chose Agamemnon's defenseless neck.

If he had practiced iron cloth shirts covered with golden bells since he was a child, he would have recognized it himself.

Otherwise, just cut it across.

It was cut down relatively steadily.

The result was bounced again.

There was only a white mark left on Agamemnon's neck, not even the skin was broken.

Cai Gen's damned frustration directly broke through the sky.

When I was in a trance and heard people offering blessings just now, what kind of stone skin technique was there.

Isn't it a pompous name that really turns skin to stone?

So should I get a percussion drill?
"Butcher knife, I didn't mention you the first time, it's an armor after all, you're ineffective and justified.

The second time, you can't just cut the meat directly, what else can you do? "

Butcher Dao was so restless, he probably dozed off at work.

"I can't poop, it's the latrine, you taste it yourself, taste it carefully."

Good quality hair, it's a hut and shit, don't you want to bury it?
Cai Gen didn't need to use it to understand that his own strength delayed the display of the butcher's knife.

Such weapons and equipment are not good at this point, and there are still requirements for users.

Unlike Gatling or something, no matter who it is, as long as it can pull the trigger, its power will never be discounted.

There was no constructive point in bickering with the butcher's knife. Cai Gen felt that he was not at the end of his rope, so he reached out and touched the treasure of the heavenly king on his belt.

At such a critical moment, you have to count on others.

The basic strength is not enough, and playing smart can't bring you victory.

From now on, you must not slack off.

Be sure to practice witch dance well.

Be sure to turn Ruoshui into instant.

You must be proficient in Ruoshui's one hundred and eight forms.

You must be proficient in using the original fire.

must.
After self-reflection for a while, Cai Gen suddenly felt something was wrong.

Originally, the scorching sun above the head seemed to have insufficient power, or seemed to be unstable, and flickered a few times.

These few flickers seemed to start from the top of the head. In fact, all the items in this space seemed to be stuck, not as smooth as before.

Although it was only for a moment, Cai Gen felt that something must have happened just now.

Moreover, it is the big thing in this space that affects everything.

It seems that everything is back to normal, but everything has changed.

Yes, this is the intuition given to Cai Gen by the unique view, and the accuracy rate is quite high.

Holding the bone-chopping knife, Cai Gen was stunned for a while, looking around for abnormalities.

Finally, a mass of black aura floated from the sky vaguely.

A tiny strand split off and entered Agamemnon's body.

Agamemnon shook his body, turned around with difficulty, looked at Cai Gen with a complicated expression, and squeezed out two words with difficulty.

"Hurry up."

(End of this chapter)