Chapter 190 Seventeenth Floor

The magic missile the size of a basketball is ready and will fly out with a swoosh as soon as the magician gives a signal.

The walking piranha on the opposite side saw that the target suddenly disappeared. He was stunned for a moment and looked around blankly. Then he locked the position of the two warriors again, roared, and rushed towards them.

It's just that due to excessive physical exertion, it walks at a speechless speed.

The magician muttered something first, and then stretched out the head of his staff, and a magic missile the size of a basketball, with a hiss, drew a straight line of white light and hit the flower plate.

boom!

With a not-so-big roar, the magic missile released dazzling white light and huge energy.

White light flashed, and a ripple of energy spread out in all directions, impacting three to five meters away before dissipating.

When the dust cleared, the flower plate of the walking piranha in the field had been blown to pieces. In full view of the crowd, it turned into a puff of black smoke, leaving a silver coin behind.

"hehe."

Looking at a silver coin lying in the mound, I smiled sympathetically and said that the bottle of magic-repairing potion was worth more than the silver coin.

Faced with this seemingly worthless battle, I simply chose to ignore it.

Jump off the earth wall and walk towards the vast Gobi desert.

If I encounter stalking walking piranhas, I'd better use combat skills to kill them.

Along the way, I encountered more than a dozen walking piranha flowers, which annoyed me quite a lot.

Faced with this annoying little monster, I chose the most direct way - avoid it. If I can't afford to offend it, why can't we hide from it!

It is not that simple to avoid these monsters.

Although they don't have sharp claws or strong bodies, they do have roots that can't be cut down or destroyed, like tentacles and vines.

Each walking piranha has at least seven rhizomes, and these rhizomes can extend to seven or eight meters, or even more than ten meters away. They are silent and fast. If one is not careful, they may get entangled in their feet. .

My ankles were suddenly tangled up in the cold. As I was running, I either stumbled or fell. In short, by the time I arrived at the seventeenth floor portal, I was already a dirty, mud-covered person. of natives.

Embarrassed, I slapped my body and glared at the last two walking piranhas who were still pursuing me relentlessly. I turned around and got into the portal.

When we reached the seventeenth floor, looking over, it was still a desert.

For a moment, I almost had an illusion, and turned around subconsciously. Behind me, there was a black ring, as if there was a portal with water flowing.

Is this the seventeenth floor?

I asked suspiciously: "Or is this still the sixteenth floor?"

In order to verify the suspicion in my heart, I moved and poked my head back into the portal.

As soon as I poked my head out, I saw two walking piranha wandering not far from the portal.

I poked my head back again and took a deep look at the world behind me. Yes, this was indeed the seventeenth floor.

It seems that it is not my illusion. The general environment of the 17th and 16th floors is basically the same.

After confirming this, I held the Naotachi and moved forward, alert to everything around me.

The seventeenth floor is the domain of level eight monsters.

In dungeons, there is an unwritten rule that monsters of the same level are much stronger than adventurers of the same level.

In other words, although the seventeenth level is the domain of level eight monsters, it does not mean that level eight adventurers have enough strength to face them.

Of course, this does not mean that level eight adventurers are completely unable to defeat level eight monsters.

The so-called level 8 monsters really mean monsters that are formed into a team based on level 8 adventurers to face together.

This is why my behavior of single-handedly killing monsters of the same level can be called a leapfrog challenge.

Rodney, who had previously investigated some clues about me, was really surprised when he saw that I was always in a state of single-handedly killing monsters of the same level. Now that he thinks about it, he does have a point.

In fact, Cagalli asked me this similar question three years ago.

I didn't answer directly at the time, I just pretended to be stupid. It wasn't that I didn't want to answer her, but that I didn't know how to answer her at all.

Tell her that I have been an otaku for twenty-eight years, with no family, no buddies, no girlfriend, and can do nothing but play games all day long?

And when I was playing the game, no one was willing to team up with me. It wasn’t because I wasn’t strong, but because I didn’t have a single rich man’s outfit on my body. I relied solely on my skills to pass the level. At first glance, it might look pretty gorgeous, but after a long time, You'll feel tired when you play, and you won't say a word when killing monsters, which is comparable to Menghulu (what is a game? It's another platform for communication and making friends. If you don't say a word, who would be willing to kill monsters with you? ah).

If I told her this, she would probably touch my forehead to see if I had a fever or was confused.

Anyway, if I had heard these words before time travel, I would definitely think that the person speaking was mentally disturbed.

Looking around, I didn't find any trace of the monster. Was it hidden or brushed away?

I don't understand.

After walking for several dozen meters, I still didn't see any clues.

Ah?

what happened?

Could it be that they resigned collectively and went traveling because of poor treatment in the underground city?

While I was thinking wildly, in the distance, a yellowish thing slowly crawled toward me, and it crawled very fast.

Hey, I finally found one!

I was overjoyed and drew out my Naotachi, preparing to strike it head-on.

Unexpectedly, when the thing was still four or five steps away from me, it suddenly stopped. A pair of arm-length tentacles kept shaking and making a squeaking sound.

Are you trying to communicate with me?

I thought to myself, rolled my eyes, imitated its voice, and tried to call to it: "Squeak!"

The thing visibly paused, poked out a pair of yellow eyes, and stared at me for a long time.

"Squeak!"

I barked at it twice more and watched its reaction.

The thing retracted its protruding eyes to its sides, and its pair of tentacles swayed more joyfully. Not only that, the squeaking sound also became more joyful.

Is it happy?

I tentatively thought: "It's really simple. Who knows, I can use this method to assemble a team of monsters!"

In my mind, I kept thinking about the scene where monsters threw themselves into my arms, and then, under my wise leadership, a great monster army was formed.

Haha, this is so cool!

Unconsciously, I burst into laughter.

While I was feeling refreshed, a roar suddenly came from my ears, and then, a flash of light pierced towards me.

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