Selling Jars Starting From Hokage World

“It’s really naive.” Burt couldn’t help shouting, “Although I admire your courage, this naivety can only be done once, and even the chance of regret will not exist!”

“Innocent?” Bell felt severe pain in his body.

He didn’t refute.

Because what the other side said is right.

There is no hope of victory, two monsters, he can’t solve any of them, let alone two.

Boom, boom, boom.

It was the sound of the tall Ox Head Man stepping on the earth. Each step made a heavy blow, and getting faster and faster, it seemed to be hitting Bell’s heart continuously.

Ox Head Man held up Greatsword in his hand, and moved towards Bell at a speed that was completely incompatible with the reminder.

“Che, it’s over.” Burt said coldly.

With the speed and power shown by Ox Head Man.

This blade is enough to divide Bell into two.

However–

Bell’s figure slammed to the ground, a sharp blade cut off a piece of hair, and then rolled away.

Hidden it?

Even Burt was a little surprised.

They weren’t surprised that Bell was able to escape, but accidentally Bell still had a fighting intent?

This decisive gap, this kind of battle in which there is no hope at all, the physical injury, the inner despair, every adventurer can understand what it feels like.

At this time, when everyone is facing death, there is only endless regrets left.

“Although it’s difficult.” Bell’s eyes were red, and he clenched the dagger in his hand. “But, Lord God said, there is hope for everything!”

This is Bell’s belief in fighting at the moment.

Or the straw he is holding now.

“Are you crazy?” Burt looked dumbfounded. Bell flees desperately, like a prey caught by a shelf, still escaping desperately.

I didn’t even know that I was going to die.

“It really was crazy.”

The rest of the adventurers are also talking in whispers.

“Father God Lord did say that, but I want to think about it. How small is this hope.”

“Yes, does he think he can grasp this hope?”

“To be honest, I can’t see where the hope is at all. Even if there is, it is a miracle that is basically impossible.”

Without an adventurer, you will bet everything you have on such a sentence.

All through hope?

It also depends on whether we can seize this hope!

Chen Mo’s gaze was placed on Bell. He didn’t deceive Bell at all. With his strength, he wanted to defeat these two monsters. There is indeed hope.

There are “weaknesses” in both monsters.

In other words, the critical strike point.

Although there is no way to kill with a single blow, if it hits, even with Bell’s strength, it can cause damage to the monster. If it can continue to attack several times, it is indeed possible to defeat it.

It’s just that Chen Mo makes calculations based on future observations.

The probability of Bell winning…no more than 2%.

A probability that is truly a “miracle.”

At this moment, Bell has been forced into danger in a short period of time, and even injured many places, and he is still desperately looking for opportunities to counterattack, even if every counterattack will cause his injuries The aggravation of one step further.

Struggling.

In everyone’s eyes, Bell is struggling.

Even, he was able to struggle to this point, and he has already amazed all the adventurers.

The sound of sneer gradually disappeared.

It was replaced by regret, even some kind of respect.

“aaaaah.” Bell roared loudly, enduring the severe pain, active, looking for the chance to survive in the dangerous attack.

He is like some kind of peculiar rays of light blooming.

Being unknown or becoming a Legendary? This requires quality.

What Bell possesses is the quality of becoming a Legendary.

No, it’s not just quality.

In the surprised gazes of the adventurers, the rays of light that were originally only temperament really gradually emerged, turning into elves-like light spots, converging on Bell’s body, even Gradually covered his whole body, shining him like a dazzling Legendary.

“so that’s how it is…” Chen Mo seemed to understand.

This is another quality that Bell possesses, a quality that can be directly called a “miracle.”

His pure soul, after burning to the extreme, can mobilize the power of all around.

Then it blooms with a magnificent color beyond his own.

Under the blessing of such power, the rays of light on Bell’s body gradually converged on the dagger in his hand, and then moved towards the wind wolf rushed over, the rays of light burst open in this split second, brilliance. The shock appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Wind Wolf wailed.

This blow has covered its weakness.

Everyone has witnessed this miracle.