The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The dog jumps the wall in a hurry, let alone the giant wolf?

A spear of victory not only pierced its chest, severely wounded its body, but also aroused its anger.

The raging wolf will not give any respite to enemies who have severely injured it.

They will choose to pounce straight on, with arrogant strength, overwhelmingly kill the opponent.

The arrogant impact force can break a tree with thick legs, let alone humans?

Seeing that the giant wolf was about to have a solid ‘intimate contact’ with Godot, I finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and went up with a knife, hoping to slay the giant wolf to save my companion.

In fact, I don't know if I can kill it with this knife, but how can I know if it will work if I don't try it.

So he drew his sword, and the sword flashed and passed by.

Ruiming and whistling, it was the sound of the blade splitting the air.

Condensing the killing intent, drew the knife and cut, sweeping the body of the giant wolf with the momentum of breaking the gold and cutting the iron.

Then, close the knife.

A wolf tail fell silently, scattered with a few wolf hairs, and fell on the soil with a dull sound.

The giant wolf without its tail instantly lost its balance, wailing and dancing in mid-air. The unparalleled aura and fierce performance before, disappeared like a mud ball in the water.

At this time, it is not so much a fierce and sturdy man-eating wolf, it is more a wailing Husky.

I stared at the wailing giant wolf dancing in mid-air, grinning, and wailing.

Godot, who was about to be hit by the giant wolf, raised his arm, chanted magic, and finally called out a color barrier before the behemoth fell.

The color barrier in front of him blocked the impact of the giant wolf's body, but could not stop the impact brought by the huge body.

In the next second, the barrier exploded, and Godot retreated again and again under the impact of the force until he hit a big tree before stopping his body.

Seeing that Godot was fine, I finally felt relieved.

Holding the Odachi and walking a few steps forward, he once again assumed a slashing posture, aimed at the head of the giant wolf who had been struggling but could not stand firmly because of the loss of his tail, and swung a fatal knife.

The wolf is dead.

The blood kept dripping from the stout neck of the giant wolf, flowing into the soil in a whirl, leaving only a bunch of red and white blood foam.

Staring at the pile of **** bubbles, dull for a long while, I felt relieved, breathed out lightly, and said, "It's dangerous."

"Ahem, this power is so powerful, it almost knocked me to death, my old waist..."

Looking up, he saw Godot holding his waist with one hand and the tree with the other, slowly rubbing against the ground.

After standing up straight, he began to use healing magic to treat the bruised waist.

I continued to draw my sword, walked slowly to the side of the giant wolf, and asked Taylor vigilantly, "Old man, is this guy dead?"

Tyler took a sip of wine and asked, "You said he was dead or not?"

"Where do I know this?" Rolling my eyes, I continued to remain vigilant and kicked the giant wolf in the stomach with my toes.

Perhaps amused at my cautious appearance, Taylor chuckled lightly and said, "You have my head cut off, can I still live?"

"You can't say that." I have lingering fears: "The monster with a big head and a stubby body just now has its head cut open, and it's still alive and kicking."

"Can these two monsters be the same?" Taylor said helplessly: "They are two species at all."

Hearing Taylor said that the giant wolf was dead, I was a little relieved, but still confiscated the knife into its sheath: "I don't know which species this monster belongs to, but I know its power is really great."

Tyler squinted his eyes and shook his head: "Its strength is its strength, but its weaknesses are too obvious."

"What's the shortcoming?" I asked subconsciously.

"Didn't you just use its shortcomings to defeat it."

I was startled: "You mean... a fragile body?"

"This body is not fragile," Taylor shook his head and said, "An ordinary level six adventurer, even if he holds a stainless steel weapon and acquires several practical combat skills, he may not be able to hurt it."

"I'm level ten..."

"So you can kill you with a single blow," Taylor said: "If you try to change to an adventurer with no special power, and you can move, then there will be ghosts, don't believe it? Yang Ku, you call the puppet to try."

Hearing this, Yang Kuah responded, and summoned two demonized bat puppets, which was a bite at the giant wolf.

The demonized bat puppet he summons is no different from the real demonized bat, and is even stronger than the ordinary demonized bat in terms of limb strengthening.

But even so, the two demonized bat puppets, no matter they were biting or scratching, they all used the thick fur of the giant wolf.

Upon seeing this, I couldn't help muttering: "It's really strong."

Stepping forward, he stretched out his hand and touched it. Although the wolf hair is rough, the wolf skin is quite thick and warm. It is probably a good coat to take off.

Thinking so, I turned the tip of my knife and started peeling the wolf skin.

Yang Ku, who was watching from the side, said in a puzzled way: "Are you peeling the skin to get the meat?"

I didn't go to see him, but still peeled the wolf skin: "I heard that wolf meat is not good, I only peel it, not meat."

"It's a good idea," Taylor said, drinking, "This wolf skin is quite warm. In the cold winter, even if you only wear a set of underwear and a coat made of wolf skin, you won't feel cold at all."

Listening to what the old man said, I laughed: "When I bring the wolf back, I will find someone to cut it, make some clothes, and give you the same old thing."

"What do I want the clothes to do" Taylor said lightly: "Moonlight City is like spring all the year round. If you don't have the opportunity to wear that clothes, you won't waste it."

"What's the waste?" I shook my head repeatedly, and said, "Your old man is like my grandfather. You should be honored."

"Captain" Godot leaned against the tree and said, "Should I have one too? You see, I was in danger just now. There is no credit and hard work..."

I rolled my eyes and said, "I took a look at you and pierced the best position of the wolf skin. I haven't asked you to settle the account yet!"

Godot smiled and said, "That's not an emergency situation..."

"Don't think about wolf skins" I waved my hand and said, "It's just such a wolf skin. It is estimated that I can't even divide one into a piece of clothing. Whatever you want, as long as I can do it."

After hearing my words, Godot fell into hesitation.

Judging from his expression, he was thinking seriously about what he could do with me.

It is no wonder that the current members of the Fearless Guild seem to have nothing missing.

After all, the Fearless Guild is not short of money... To be precise, it is quite rich, even richer than the five major guilds.

With money, the problems that can naturally be solved with money disappear.

The rest are problems that cannot be solved with money.

So here comes the question: what can't be bought with money, but can I solve it?

When I think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be true.

Ever since, Godot fell into the trouble of corruption.

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