If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Smart?" Feng Xue walked out of the cave again, carrying a few iron bumps dug out of the cave and throwing them to the side of the road.

This thing is not a good thing he found from the mine, or in other words, if he finds a good thing, he usually melts it on the spot. This iron bump is just a bait that he thinks is the right size to attract some fools.

After all, he always drills into caves but fails to bring out any results, so it is always suspicious.

But as it turns out, the hyenas that make their living around here aren't that stupid.

Clapping her hands casually, Feng Xue tidied up her outfit, disappeared by the side of the road again, and walked all the way towards the depths of the garbage mountain.

According to the mark on the map, this rubbish mountain covers an area of ​​nearly 150 square kilometers. Some people may have no idea about this area, so in conversion, this thing occupies a little more area than Huashan.

In such a huge mountain range, except for the tamping near the airport, most of the area is made up of loose garbage. It is difficult for ordinary people to stand on these uneven garbage.

Feng Xue used a crowbar to sweep away the rubbish blocking the road to make the ground as smooth as possible, and at the same time looked around with his golden finger. The garbled codes and elements that almost filled his field of vision made him subconsciously lower his head and let his quasi-consciousness Frame as few items as possible.

"It would be great if we could increase the transparency of the bullet screen." Feng Xue muttered casually, but her footsteps stopped suddenly, and with a slight sound, the salt in his hand was thrown out suddenly.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the salt bag was thrown into the air, Feng Xue raised her wrist suddenly, and with the linkage of her ring finger and middle finger, the suffocating blade precisely pierced the salt in the air.

A handful of fine salt exploded in the air, followed by a piercing howl.

Feng Xue didn't care whether the blow succeeded in blinding the comer's eyes. He moved a step sideways, holding the crowbar that had slipped from his cuff, and stabbed in the direction of the source of the sound without hesitation.

bingo!

The slight blockage made Feng Xue understand that he had hit, but the softer touch than flesh and blood gave him some bad thoughts.

Without any hesitation, Feng Xue let go without even thinking about trying to pull out the crowbar. She pulled the cloak and disappeared in place. Until then, the fine salt fell to the ground, and Feng Xue picked it up and dropped it on a plate. With the suffocating blade, he looked at the monster covered in hoarfrost.

It was a monster that looked like it was made of mud, with its bloody mouth wide open and wriggling constantly.

Although it looks a bit like a more classical real-type slime, it has eyes that slimes say it doesn't have.

At this time, an indescribable stick-shaped object was inserted into its mouth, and pus-like liquid was gushing out from the wound.

The lavender liquid dripped into the garbage dump, making a burst of corrosive sound, which made Feng Xue hold her breath immediately.

Still the same sentence, no need to breathe, but as a human being, the habit will let him inhale and exhale instinctively, but seeing such an obviously highly poisonous thing at this time, no matter how unaccustomed Feng Xue is, He also forcibly stopped breathing.

"There is an entity, not the physical immunity of ancient slimes, only a pair of eyes, and it should not be something like Shoggoth." Feng Xue looked at the mosaic-like black ball on the top of the monster's head. 【Toxic】, 【Dirty】, 【Garbage】Three elements, take a few steps back quickly.

It's just that this mud monster doesn't know how to ambush. Seeing that Feng Xue wanted to run, regardless of the crowbar stuck on his body, he suddenly closed his huge mouth, and the posture that seemed to be vomiting was just enough to see it. It makes people feel physically uncomfortable, but compared to this discomfort, the all kinds of garbage wrapped in purple viscous liquid makes the scalp numb.

Although he was holding his breath, Feng Xue seemed to be able to smell the stench that made him dizzy. However, facing such an attack, Feng Xue is no longer a cute kid who needs to rely on rolling around to bet on the probability. After practicing countless times, when he had the idea of ​​avoiding it, the cloak that assimilated with the shadow wrapped him again.

The skill of escaping and disappearing is similar to the ninja's substitute technique, but the substitute is not a log or a white rabbit, but a shadow that is equivalent to itself.

The garbage wrapped in thick purple slurry was slapped on the ground, and amidst the splash of pus, the chirping sound rose together with the smoke. Even though she held her breath, Feng Xue, who appeared ten meters away, still felt dizzy for a while.

Faced with such a situation, Feng Xue didn't have the idea of ​​practicing swordsmanship again, and directly took out the Virgin Mary of Disintegration and the Nianghua filter from the storage bag.

As the filter was picked up by Feng Xue, the monster in front of him immediately changed its face. The original disgusting appearance turned into a delicate and smooth black-purple, and the smooth body curve has the style of a slime girl in butter.

At this time, she was sitting on the ground in a duck-like posture, and pulled out the crowbar on her shoulder vigorously.

"This shit is really poisonous!" Feng Xue muttered, but she didn't waver in the slightest. Although he was a little perverted, he had to thank this piece of equipment. If you are ugly, you should be treated differently, otherwise, if you change to your previous self, you might end up being merciful because your opponent is good-looking.

At this time, the sky is bright, but as the fog gradually diffuses, the Virgin of Disintegration is still coated with two layers of silver light, and the +2 sharp silver light cuts through the mist, but it is not the Virgin of Disintegration, but has been refilled. The suffocating blade.

During the short fight, Feng Xue realized that this thing is probably similar to the sticky fruit holder in Pirates. Although it looks like a fluid, it actually sticks sludge (and secretions) on it. body only.

The "shoulder" that was bleeding from the crowbar is proof.

In this way, even if the position of the main body cannot be accurately judged, the mouth is enough to be used as a target.

The "Mother Slime" who finally locked Feng Xue's position again opened her mouth again, but this time, before the filth was sprayed out of her mouth, the suffocation blade that inherited the sharp special effect of the Disintegration of the Virgin was like piercing butter The fiery blade pierced directly through her mouth.

"Patter."

The sticky sound like a wet rag splashed on the tiles reached Feng Xue's eardrums, but he didn't relax his guard at all, and he didn't even have the slightest thought of going forward to pick up the suffocating blade.

It wasn't because it was contaminated with poison or something like that, it was just because the mosaic sphere above the ominous head showed no sign of dissipating at all.

This thing is still playing dead.

"Is Omen so smart?"