Don’t Mess with the Yordles

"bump!"

　　 Sinjid raised the gun and shot towards Reid. While he sprinkled the "powerful slime", he had already stepped back and got out of the "powerful slime" coverage.

　　 After all, those "powerful slime" won't know him as the master, and he will be stuck there as well.

　　 The anesthesia dart shot at Reid. At this time, Sinjid was no longer concerned about the preservation of the experiment. Reid's sudden approach just now left a very deep horror impression on him.

　　 Singid’s brain had already told him very clearly that even if it was fighting with all his strength, he would probably die.

　　 The Yordle in front of him, who was completely unreasonable and completely subverted his biological cognition, was not an enemy he could fight against by himself.

　　 So fighting wasn't Sinjid's first choice. He had already begun plotting a way out, and the terrifying speed of the Yordel was something he had to consider.

　　Although his body has also been strengthened by the "crazy potion", he thinks he can't get past Reid, so simply burying his head and running wild is just seeking his own death.

　　 "huhuhu~"

Alchemy poison gas began to spread, Xinjid smashed a medicine bottle again, and the green poison gas quickly escaped from the center of him, which made Johnny retreat, because he had been mutated. The body can't even hold the terrifying alchemy poisonous gas a little bit.

At this time, Reid finally accepted the reality that the soles of the "battle boots" were glued off. He would not complain about the poor craftsmanship of the tailors in Bandel City. After all, his clothes and "battle boots" were all looking for craftsmanship. Customized by the best tailors.

　　 These "battle boots" will be glued to the soles, one is because of his too much strength, and the other is because Hingid's "strong slime" is too sticky, this is really not the tailor's craftsmanship.

If you step on the mucus with bare feet, even the skin of your feet will not be directly glued, but that is not necessarily true. After all, if you have been walking barefoot, tens of thousands of years will be enough to polish the skin of your feet. Invulnerable.

With a wave of his hand, Reid directly swept the anesthesia dart that Xinjid had shot aside, and then he simply gave up the "war boots" and jumped out of the coverage of the "powerful slime", a pair of black bears. The palm is on the ground, but it is not easy to see that it is not dirty.

Of course, this is just a psychological comfort. It is impossible not to step on the dirty feet of Zuan’s wet and dirty ground, unless he is supported by two scissor legs like "Mrs. Gray" Camille did. You can walk around, so you might not get your feet dirty.

Reid whipped up a gust of wind, and the alchemy poison gas was blown away in an instant. Although Xinjid is a genius in alchemy and biology, he still can’t compete with the power of this world’s origin. The ubiquitous wind treats him. For the alchemy poisonous gas, it is the most restrained.

　　 "Boom!"

Reed punched Singid, and the alchemist had overdrawn all his body's power before reluctantly reacting. He used the shield he just took out of his backpack to block Reed's a little anger. fist.

　　 But the result was not satisfactory. Xinjid flew out directly and fell into the alchemical wastewater pond on the side of the road. There were not many roads in the dangerous zone on the edge of Zu'an, and there were pitted alchemical wastewater ponds everywhere.

　　 "Puff!"

Xinjid spit out a pungent spit of alchemy wastewater. The alchemy wastewater has been infested with some blood, even if it is his body that has undergone countless debugging and strengthening, it is contaminated with such a sip of alchemical wastewater. The burn was not light.

　　Of course, even Xinjid would feel sick if he took a sip of this alchemical wastewater. After all, the ghost knew how many dirty feces were in this kind of alchemical wastewater.

　　 But Xinjid has completely ignored this now, because he is now at a critical juncture of life and death. If he can survive, even if it keeps him hidden in this alchemy waste water pool, he will be able to persist.

　　 Alchemy wastewater burned his skin, but under the action of the "crazy potion", his skin was constantly recovering, although the recovery speed was very slow.

　　 "What's the matter? Are you planning to hide inside and not come out? Great alchemist, Lord Sinjid?"

Reid stood on the intact ground and looked at Xinjid who was "screaming" in the alchemy waste water pond. He did not intend to go down to the alchemy waste water pond to fight. Although Xinjid could bear it, Reid He couldn't accept it a little bit, after all, he didn't think it was necessary at all.

　　 Sinjid ignored Reid. He chose to leave along the alchemy waste water pond. Since Reed was unwilling to come down, he had no reason not to seize this opportunity to escape.

Sinjid has completely given up the idea of ​​fighting. He just wants to escape now, because even his carefully crafted shield was hammered by Reed with a direct punch just now. What else do you want him to take to fight? German fighting?

　　 "You are a bit shameless like this!"

　　 Reid is a bit speechless~www.NovelMTL.com~ This guy actually relies on his ability to tolerate alchemy wastewater and wants to escape directly by water.

　　 "Do you really think you can run away like this? I just don't want to go down, but that doesn't mean I can't go down."

Reed shook his head helplessly, but he still had no intention of wronging himself. After all, for him, he wanted to get the "alchemist" Sinjid out, but there were other ways, but more. It takes a bit of trouble, but it's better than fighting in an alchemy waste water tank.

　　 "Do you think that in the water, the wind won't work anymore?"

Reid asked Xinjid with a smile, and Xinjid immediately noticed something wrong, because the alchemical wastewater pond he was in was constantly surging, and soon, a tornado circling up, Xinjid He was directly swept into the sky by the waterspout, and then he fell straight down.

"bump!"

　　 Xinjid was thrown heavily on the ground by Reid. He felt that his spine seemed to be misaligned. This made Xinjid's heart secretly saying that he was going to suffer. His brain was running wildly, looking for a hidden ray of life.

　　 Although he has never valued life, he still values ​​his life very much. His main research goal now is to help himself extend his life.

Sinjid, who has lived for more than two hundred years, now feels the erosion of time once again. He doesn't want to die as simply as that, so he started more and more crazy research, but it seems that it will not be the one who took him away. time.

　　 "Now I ask you again, who is the hunter? Who is the prey?"

　　 Reid's words floated into Xinjid's ears, which made him a little confused. Maybe he really got his identity wrong?