rune hunter

Chapter 389 This time it's true

The fat man's head was very hard. The huge granite boulder, which was tens of meters long and wide and weighed a thousand catties, was knocked out by his head with a huge crack about two people high, and it almost split from it.The stone shattered, but his head remained unscathed.

In fact, it can't be said that he was unscathed. When he pulled his head out of the crack in the stone, there was still a bruise on the Mediterranean's bald forehead, which looked very ridiculous.

But El couldn't laugh, he lowered his fist without a trace, and shook his fingers quickly.This punch hit the fat man's head, as if hitting a steel plate.The fat man was fine, but his finger bones were almost shattered by the shock.Although this minor injury can be recovered in the blink of an eye, he has to admit that this fat man is indeed a difficult and powerful enemy.

"It's interesting." Fatty said tearfully, covering his head.Just because his head is hard doesn't mean he won't hurt, even though the fat on his face is trembling, he still insists on himself and refuses to bow his head.

"Now go back and find the parents, and make way quickly." El said expressionlessly.

"What I mean by 'somewhat interesting' is that your punch is quite interesting, and you are barely qualified to practice with me." The fat man grinned and covered his head, angrily.

He grabbed a helmet from under his buttocks and put it on his head. The helmet looked like a horned helmet, but actually it was inlaid with two bloody wild boar tusks.Then he grabbed his weapon from the ground.

It was an oversized serrated knife about two meters long, with a broad blade on one side and barbs like shark teeth on the other.Looking at the rough style, it is definitely not produced by humans, but more like it came from the orc tribe.

"I'm Yager, from the Bloody Tusk Legion of Thunder Fortress." The fat man put the serrated knife on his shoulder and said seriously: "If you can't pass my test today, you can take this group of old, weak, sick and disabled Let's go back."

"I'm El, from Istaren." El showed the silver badge on his chest, looked straight into the fat man's eyes and said, "We once asked Lord Churkin for help, and we also got a promise in his own handwriting. Now what qualifications and position do you have to stop our team from moving forward?"

"You said it yourself just now, don't talk nonsense that is not constructive. If you can beat me, you will naturally know the reason. If you can't beat me, you have to pay the money, or get out." The fat man blinked, But still a stubborn look.

El shook his head. From the time the fat man announced his family name, he knew that the excuses for tolls before were all nonsense, and he must have other intentions to stop here.But he refused to say that there was nothing he could do.Perhaps Laurana has the ability to judge his intentions, but the eldest lady has not yet woken up, and the IQ of other people has not reached that level, which is more troublesome.

Er was about to try again, when suddenly there was a sound of flapping wings from behind.Before he could turn around, he felt his shoulders sink, and a ray of white and smooth skin flashed in the corner of his eyes.

The fat man on the opposite side widened his eyes instantly, and habitually pursed his lips and whistled loudly.Feeling the soft touch on the back of his head, the corner of El's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to turn around and said angrily, "What are you doing out here?"

Two completely different girls' body fragrances entangled and penetrated into his nostrils. Just by smelling this smell, he knew what good deeds this girl was doing before.

"Let me help." Jessica said with a smile, flapping her bat wings and wrapping her arms around El's neck from behind.

"Stay away, don't add trouble here." El reprimanded impatiently.

"I'm really here to help you." Jessica pursed her lips and hummed, pretending to be angry, but soon she raised her head, with a wicked smile on her face, and looked at the other side. Jager, whose eyes were about to pop out, said softly, "Mr. Fat over there, stop wasting my man's time, okay? We're still going on a date!"

"No, I wouldn't go on a date with you even without him, you're overthinking it." El said seriously.

"Miss Kemal's family?" Yager stared at the girl's turbulent weapon, slammed his mouth, swallowed, and squeezed out a simple and honest smile from his face, coughed and said: "If you want to find If it's a man, we can do it too. Don't think I'm fat, in fact, I just have a big skeleton..."

The corner of Jessica's mouth was raised, and she leaned on Al's shoulder and gave the fat man a wink.Just when Fatty's face showed a lustful expression, she suddenly opened her mouth and spewed out a ball of jumping flames!

Jessica's fire-breathing ability comes from the innate ability of the devil's blood, and the power after charging is no less than the flame meteor summoned by her brother.The fire of hell with a temperature of [-] degrees gushed out from her small cherry mouth in an instant, directly submerging Yager's figure, and rushed towards the boulder behind him.

The boulder had already been hit with a huge crack by Jager's head, and it was sprayed by this flame, and the surface was immediately coated with a layer of scorched black, and countless small cracks quickly extended to both sides. To crumble.

Al, who was close at hand, subconsciously turned his head away from the girl's cheeks, and the aftermath of the high temperature scorched the hairs around his ears.After Jessica fully recovered, this was the first time El saw her true strength, and since then he completely dispelled the unreasonable desire to appreciate the sweetness of the girl's lips.

But can a flame of this level deal with that fat man who can't see the depth?El is not optimistic about this.Before Jessica could finish the mouthful of flames, El put his arms around the girl's slender waist, and led her back quickly.

The gushing flames swept back after being blocked by boulders, forming a huge vortex of flames in the middle of the road.But at the next moment, the huge flame vortex split into two from the middle.The fat man holding a serrated knife rushed out of the vortex, his body still wrapped in unextinguished flames, like a demon god descending into the world.

El retreated quickly, but the serrated knife in Yager's hand was astonishingly long. He took two steps forward and swung his backhand, and the serrated knife wrapped in flames covered Er's head directly across several meters.

The violent and fiery knife wind pressed down with a thousand pounds of force, producing a suffocating coercion. If you were an ordinary person, even if you just felt this invisible coercion, you would lose consciousness.

The person who can slash this knife lightly has at least reached the end of the Silver Secret Realm.

But El is no longer a rookie after all, and he has experienced the coercion of a real gold-ranked powerhouse, and this level is not troublesome for him.

El pulled the girl in his arms away in time, and at the same time quickly glanced behind him.The reason why he didn't go to war just now was because he was afraid of hurting his soldiers.But fortunately, the fat man kept talking nonsense to himself, and didn't pay much attention to those defeated soldiers lying on the ground.

After Xiao Langa's temporary first aid, these unlucky soldiers had already scrambled and scattered, leaving enough space for the two people in the confrontation.After seeing it clearly, El was relieved. Although the fat man's serrated knife was less than half a meter away from his head, he still had time to move his fingers.

The storm raid is on!
Two faint blue lights bloomed in El's eyes, and the world in his eyes had entered another state of speed.Fatty's strength is undoubtedly very strong, but his body shape is destined to have nothing to do with agility.But from another perspective, this also means that he will be particularly strong in a certain aspect of offense and defense.After seeing the serrated knife in his hand, El immediately gave up the idea of ​​fighting him head-on, so there was only one choice left.

Yager slashed out, and the road under his feet cracked, but El's figure was lost under the knife.He let out a muffled grunt, and a cloud of blood exploded at the joint of the arm holding the knife.

There was no one under the knife and he was severely injured by the counterattack. The fat man's face changed slightly, and the warrior's intuition sent a dangerous signal. He opened his arms without hesitation, and the muscles on his back suddenly tensed.

El appeared silently behind the fat man, the blade of the wind mark easily cut through the tough leather armor, and pierced through the fat man's vest like a poisonous snake.

This is not a move that El likes to use, but it is the most suitable move for playing with Feng Hen.As the exclusive weapon of Adrian, the king of thieves, the Void Backstab, which he has mastered once, has been completely integrated with this weapon, as natural as breathing.

Unless it was a life-and-death situation, El would not easily use this ultimate move, because this knife basically decided life and death.

The fat man in front of him who claims to be from Thunder Fortress is not sure if he is an enemy or not.But as an opponent, if he didn't use this ultimate move, El felt that he had no chance of winning at all.

Although he had a hunch that this move might not be able to stab Fatty to death, but out of caution at the last moment, he changed the angle and did not aim at Fatty's heart.If this guy is really stabbed to death, no one knows what troubles will arise.

His hunch was not wrong.The fat man didn't look back at all, Fenghen's blade just pierced into the fat behind him, and was immediately clamped by his tense muscles, unable to move.

"What kind of monster is this?" El cursed secretly in his heart. He didn't know how the fat man's muscles were exercised. There are all kinds of fights.

"The benevolence of a woman." Jager sneered, and leaned back with the knife in his hands. El felt like a mountain wall was forcibly pressed against him.He grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and wanted to pull it out, but he didn't expect that the wind mark would remain motionless as if it was born in the flesh!
(End of this chapter)