The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The red juice flowed from the wound in the gums and dripped to the ground. At this moment, the rhizomes of several little fingers were strangling harder, as if to cut my legs.

But I completely ignored the pain.

In my opinion, this behavior is just presumptuous before dying.

The flower disc that was cut in half, like a dying caterpillar, began a frantic struggle.

The rhizomes became tighter and tighter, the more entangled and denser, within a few seconds, my feet spread all over my legs, and the climbing trend has not stopped. It won’t take long, maybe half of my body will be affected by it. Engulfed by rhizomes.

However, I didn’t worry about it. I just slowly waved the sword in my hand and moved it down bit by bit. Every minute I moved, new wounds on the flower disk would increase, and at the same time, more red would flow out. Liquid, and then, the rhizomes that entangled my legs would climb up an inch like crazy.

There was a faint tingling from my legs, which was caused by the rubbing of the prickly skin on the rhizome. It seemed that these pants were scrapped.

...Perhaps they will be scolded by Kagali and others again.

I thought about it, but there was no discomfort in my heart at all. On the contrary, waves of uncontrollable excitement came like waves.

It's this feeling again...

I am very familiar with this feeling. It seems that every time a killing intent surges, this feeling will always come as expected, excited, excited, and this kind of pleasure will drive me to constantly hack, kill, and kill. Weird, hacking...over and over again.

As long as this feeling is together, and I am not crazy to kill monsters, and let my knife get blood, my hands will start to tremble involuntarily, as if a drug addict is sick, both fearful and longing.

It’s good to say in the past that no matter how terrible the killing intent, I can quickly suppress it with my will, but now, this is not the case. Under the control of the mysterious combat technique'resonance', my killing intent can already control my body. Although it can still distinguish the enemy and self for the time being, and there will be no mistakes, but there is still a fatal flaw-my fighting style will also change with the killing intent!

Before I was dominated, I was a wretched and cunning warrior, good at teasing the enemy on the palm with speed and superiority. However, once I was dominated, I would truly become a berserker, running rampage, The front is tough and hard-working, anyway, in addition to being wretched and cunning, he can do everything he can, and he can be called a model in the warrior world!

But-my strength is far from the sky-defying level, and the density of my body is not as strong as a monster. The most important thing is that I am a fighter who feeds on agility, and I have to give up my advantage and become an MT. what!

This is the same as calling a professional car mechanic to fly a plane and a professional butcher to be the chief surgeon. It's a big deal!

Of course, the above are just the thoughts in my heart. At this moment, my body has been completely controlled by the killing intent and has become a bloodthirsty body.

There was no joking smile, no teasing and slow cutting, as natural as water flow, with a sway of the wrist, Naotachi cut the flower disc, together with its entire body, in half.

The piranha made no sound when I walked, so I couldn’t hear its screams, but I could feel it’s pain, because the rhizomes entwined around my legs suddenly tightened, and then slowly loosened. Then they fell one after another, and then turned into a pile of withered yellow.

"Goodbye."

I subconsciously said, saying goodbye to this walking piranha that has been entangled with me for a long time.

With a swish swish swish, the straight sword swung up and cut the two halves of the flower disc into small pieces. When the flower disc still hadn't landed, he closed the knife and watched the scene of the flower disc landing.

The broken flower disk has lost its final struggle, and the broken gums and flying teeth whirled in mid-air. Before landing, they have turned into black ash and disappeared.

"Oh, it turned into black and gray" I said casually.

Turning around, all the girls were so tired and panting, but still had to run desperately to avoid the chase of walking piranha.

"Pervert, Lord Pervert, help, help!"

The girls began to call for help intermittently.

Pulling out the sword again, I strode forward. Although my body is out of control, my thinking and reason are still very clear: "Hey, stay away from me. I'm going to ‘hang’!"

"Hang? What is that?" A girl asked smoothly.

"Ah, you don't understand, this is a good thing. If a girl understands, she won't be able to marry" I casually coaxed.

Don't say it, it was really effective. As soon as the words came out, the girls all stopped, and followed my instructions to avoid them.

Perhaps attracted by my killing intent, the two walking piranhas stopped one after another, and then moved the flower tray, looking at me from a distance.

At the same time, the three walking piranhas in the distance that were about to put the girl into their mouths also gave up the act of eating the girl. The rhizomes quickly loosened and threw the **** the ground, and then moved quickly towards I move closer.

"Ha, it's really attractive," I laughed at myself, walking incessantly, getting closer and closer to the piranha.

The three warrior sisters who fell on the ground hurriedly climbed up from the ground, supported the body that had consumed most of their energy, swayed towards the supply of their own team, and took out a new set of coats from each of the followers. In the white canvas that the girl was pulling, she changed her clothes...

All this is in my eyes, and I have to complain: how serious your obsessive-compulsive disorder is. Although your clothes are broken, you still haven't missed the spring. Can you not regard this as a new image? Besides, if I want to change clothes, can I go back and change again? Can you think about how I feel when waiting for the old virgin! I'm a normal person. What would be my face if a huge tent was suddenly erected underneath because of this during the fight!

As I continued to complain, my movements continued, rolling and moving, like a running squirrel.

If I get close, I can guarantee that all five of them will be chopped into dregs within 20 seconds.

However, it is not so easy.

A walking piranha only has a few or even a dozen rhizomes swimming, which is pretty easy to hide.

Five walking piranhas are just dozens of rhizomes swimming around me, which is a bit difficult.

From the summary of the battle just now, I already know that this kind of rhizome moves very fast, and it is silent when it shuttles through the ground, and it is impossible to tell where it will emerge from the next moment.

However, these are not the most important.

The most important thing is its existence. It belongs to the kind that is endless and endless, just like an endless army of cockroaches, which is a headache.

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