Don't mess with the yordle

Chapter 92 Hunter and Prey (please support~)

"bump!"

Singed picked up his gun and shot at Reed. While he was spraying the "Powerful Slime", he took a step back and escaped from the coverage of the "Powerful Slime".

After all, those "powerful slimes" wouldn't recognize him as their master, and he would be stuck there even if he walked up to it.

The tranquilizer dart was shot at Reed. At this time, Singed could no longer care about preserving the experimental products. Reed's sudden approach just now left a very deep and terrifying impression on him.

Singed's brain had clearly told him that even if he fought with all his strength, he would most likely die.

The yordle in front of him was completely unreasonable and completely subverted his biological understanding. It was not an enemy that he could fight on his own.

So fighting was not Singed's first choice. He had already begun to plan a retreat, but the terrifying speed of the yordle was something he had to consider.

Although his body has also been strengthened by the "Crazy Potion", he thinks that he can't be faster than Reed, so simply burying his head and running wildly is just asking for his own death.

"Huhuhu~"

The alchemical poisonous gas began to spread, and Singed broke a medicine bottle again. The miserable green poisonous gas quickly escaped outwards with him as the center, which forced Johnny to retreat, because with a mutated person like him, His body was even a little unable to withstand the terrifying alchemical poisonous gas.

At this time, Reid finally accepted the reality that the soles of his "combat boots" were glued off. He would not complain about the poor tailoring skills in Bandle City. After all, his clothes and "combat boots" were both made by skilled craftsmen. Custom made by the best tailors.

The soles of these "combat boots" will be glued off, firstly because he is too strong, and secondly because Singed's "strong slime" is too sticky. This really cannot be blamed on the craftsmanship of the tailor.

If you step on this mucus with bare feet, even the skin of your feet will be directly glued off, but that is not necessarily the case. After all, if you have been walking barefoot, tens of thousands of years are enough to sharpen the skin of your feet 's invulnerability.

Reed swept away the tranquilizer darts shot by Singed with a casual wave. Then he simply gave up the "combat boots" and jumped out of the coverage of the "powerful slime" with a pair of black bears. When your palms are on the ground, it is not easy to tell whether they are dirty or not.

Of course, this is just psychological comfort. It is impossible not to step on dirty feet on the damp and dirty ground in Zaun. Unless you are like the "Grey Lady" Camille, relying on two scissor legs to support yourself, you will be okay. You can swing and walk, so that you can avoid getting your feet dirty.

Reed whipped up a gust of wind, and the alchemical poisonous gas was blown away by the strong wind in an instant. Although Singed was a genius in alchemy and biology, he still could not compete with the original power of the world. The ubiquitous wind had a great influence on him. It is the most restrained alchemical poison gas.

"boom!"

Reed punched Singed, and the alchemist exhausted all his body strength before reluctantly reacting. He used the shield he just took out from his backpack to block Reed's slightly angry punch. fist.

But the result was not ideal. Xinjid flew upside down and fell into the alchemy wastewater pool beside the road. There were not many roads in this dangerous area on the edge of Zaun, and there were potholes and alchemy wastewater pools everywhere.

"puff!"

Singed spit out a mouthful of spicy alchemical wastewater. The alchemical wastewater was already contaminated with some blood. Even for a body like his that had undergone countless adjustments and strengthening, if he was contaminated with such a mouthful of alchemical wastewater, his mouth and throat would be filled with blood. Not lightly burned.Of course, even Singed would feel nauseous if he took a sip of this alchemical wastewater. After all, there is who knows how much dirty excrement in this alchemical wastewater.

However, Singed no longer cares about this, because he is now at the critical point of life and death. If he can survive, even if he is kept lurking in this alchemical wastewater pool, he can still persevere.

The alchemical wastewater burned his skin, but under the influence of the "crazy potion", his skin was constantly recovering, although the recovery speed was very slow.

"What's wrong? Are you planning to hide in there and not come out? The great alchemist, Lord Singed?"

Reed stood on the intact ground and looked at Singed who was "knocking" in the alchemical waste pool. He did not intend to go down to the alchemical waste pool to fight. Although Singed could endure it, Reed It was a little bit unacceptable, after all, he felt it was completely unnecessary.

Singed ignored Reed and chose to leave along the alchemy wastewater pool. Since Reed was unwilling to come down, there was no reason for him not to seize this opportunity to escape.

Singed has completely given up the idea of ​​fighting. He just wants to escape now, because even his carefully crafted shield was smashed to pieces by Reed just now. What else do you want him to use to fight with Li? German battle?
"You're being a bit naughty like this!"

Reed was a little speechless. This guy actually wanted to escape directly by water, relying on his ability to tolerate alchemical waste water.

"Do you really think you can run away like this? I just don't want to go down, but it doesn't mean I can't go down."

Reed shook his head helplessly, but he still didn't intend to wrong himself. After all, for him, there were actually other ways to get "Alchemist" Singed out, but it took a lot of time. It takes a bit of trouble, but it's much better than fighting in an alchemical waste pool.

"Do you think the wind can't work in the water?"

Reed asked Singed with a smile, and Singed immediately noticed something was wrong, because the alchemy wastewater pool he was in was constantly surging. Soon, a tornado spiraled up, and Singed He was directly swept into the sky by the waterspout, and then fell straight down.

"bump!"

Singed was thrown heavily to the ground by Reed. He felt that his spine seemed to be misaligned, which made Singed secretly think that something was going to happen. His brain was running wildly, looking for a hidden glimmer of hope.

Although he has never valued life, he still values ​​his own life very much. His main research goal now is to help him extend his life.

Singed, who has lived for more than 200 years, now feels the erosion of time again. He doesn't want to die so simply, so he started more and more crazy research, but it seems that time will not take him away.

"Now I ask you again, who is the hunter? Who is the prey?"

Reed's words drifted into Singed's ears, which made him feel a little dazed. Maybe he had mistaken his identity?

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