The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

If there is a long-range attacker in the team, will this group of enchanted bats be easily destroyed?

Suddenly such an idea popped up in my mind.

Mainly because before, they swallowed corpses of the same kind. If they attacked indiscriminately at a longer distance, will those enchanted bats that have been shot or killed become a feast for other kinds of food in the next moment.

If this is the case, then this group of monsters will be easily cleaned up, as long as they shoot a decisive arrow and shot against the roof of the shed.

Thinking of this, the strange shadow of Loki appeared in my mind. I laughed twice and said in my heart: "Forget it, with his current strength and unreliable personality, I will not personally add to this group of demonized bats. Even if the meal is good, this matter has to be discussed in the long term."

Touching the dry food in my back bag, I always feel that it is not safe to proceed here, especially the scene when the group of demonized bats cannibalize the corpse of my companion, which makes me feel terrified.

"Forget it" I sighed: "Come here today and come back tomorrow."

After two steps, I looked up at the sleeping enchanted bats on the roof, smiled bitterly, and said to myself: "Tomorrow I will go down to the fourteenth floor. I hope the monsters there are not flying. ."

Back to the twelfth floor, sitting cross-legged on the ground, eating dry food while thinking: What does the God of Creation intended to create a monster like the thirteenth floor? Wouldn't it be purely for honing those magicians and gunners and archers? If it is so, it would be really hard work. For the long-term stability of the Hefeng Continent, I have worked hard to create such a thing to torture, oh no, it is to temper everyone.

After eating dry food, I stared at the portal on the thirteenth floor for a while, thinking that I had no way to get the enchanted bats flying around on the thirteenth floor. I felt upset for a while, and kicked **** the ground. The loess block, muttered: "His grandma's!"

Do I, as an adventurer, really have no choice but to take advantage of these flying monsters?

Along the way, I have been thinking about this issue.

I passed several teams of adventurers who were fighting along the way, and I didn't even bother at all.

While in a daze, I suddenly heard the scream of a female adventurer not far away, and it seemed that three or five male adventurers were also shouting.

Curiously, I turned my head and saw an oval-shaped rugby-shaped rugby ball, braving the light, dragging a very long tail, from far to near, from small to large, whistling towards me.

This Nima, this Nima is a magic missile!

I rub!

He whispered and cursed in his heart, his body moved, and he stepped back three or four steps away, drew the slashing Matthew knife, aimed at the flying magic missile, and violently lifted it upward.

The cutting edge of the Matthew Sword is extremely heavy, accounting for almost half of the weight of the entire Tai Sword. Driven by this weight, the cutting force that the Slash Matthew Sword can swing will be a bit greater than the usual Tai Sword.

The reason I did this was because I couldn't judge the power of this magic missile in a short period of time, I could only use my full strength to oppose it.

The arc-shaped blade of Taito instantly slashed the magic missile, splitting the shining missile into two easily.

The magic missile that was divided into two halves did not disappear immediately. Instead, it flew out to the left and right next to my body, hitting the ground behind me, banging, banging, banging, banging, banging the voucher A lot of dust was blown up in the sandy land.

I turned my head and aimed my eyes at the approximate location of the magic missile.

Not far away, a group of seven or eight adventurers stared at me dumbfounded. One of them was a female adventurer dressed as a magician and covered her mouth in astonishment, as if what they saw was not the same as them. An adventurer, but a little monster in an adventurer's skin.

"Who did it?"

My eyes are sharp, my voice is not loud, but with a little anger.

When I don’t know who it is and why I attacked me, I will use this tone to ask questions. One can play a role in intimidating the other party, and the other can show how angry I am.

The frightened magician adventurer girl, at first hearing my angry voice and sharp eyes, trembled all over her body in fright. She froze for a few seconds, and then threw herself to the ground with a pear and rain. Crying: "Yes, yes, sorry, I, I didn't mean it."

"Hug, sorry, she didn't mean it." A young man who looked like a captain moved his body and stood in front of the magician. Although I could clearly see his trembling legs, he forced it. Calmly said: "Please, please forgive her."

"Give me a reason."

I said lightly.

In fact, just a glance, I can see the general situation, and I am no longer angry with them, and do not want to make them too difficult, but anyway, I am a victim, so I have to ask for an explanation and reprimand them. It is also a good way to express my heart tormented by the demonized bat.

"She, we are fighting a stone shell monster" the captain-like youth stammered and explained: "Then, that monster, was, was wiped out by us, she, she confiscated and stopped. As a result, you just passed by here..."

"Is it a reason not to hold your hand?"

I pretended to be unhappy: "Don't you know how to observe more?"

"Yes, sorry."

Several adventurers invariably lowered their heads, apologetic on their faces.

I continued to chatter: "You must remember from now on that killing monsters and serving children are the same. You must be careful and careful. By the way, have you ever served children?"

A few young people look at me, I look at you, and finally shook their heads unanimously: "No, no..."

"You take a look, you take a look, the child has never been served."

"We are still young and have no children..."

A little handsome adventurer muttered.

"Hey, what's your attitude? You dare to talk back, don't you know it's wrong!"

I pointed to the unhappy criticism of the adventurer.

Perhaps it was frightened by my fierce appearance, the handsome adventurer shrank his neck in fright, hid behind the captain, lowered his head and said nothing.

"If you don't have children, you can't serve children, it's true" I said uncomfortably: "Even if you don't have children, you can always serve pet cats, pet dogs, you should always serve this!"

Several young people did not speak, and shook their heads at the same time.

"His grandma, you have never experienced wind and rain when you see it." I pointed at them and said, "Look at you, each of you is dressed in bright clothes and looks like a dog, whether it is a noble young master or a young lady, come out To be a wool adventurer, why not go back to pamper yourself!"

However, even if I said so heavily, none of these decently dressed and expensively equipped youths ever talked back to me. It surprised me very much, and the magician girl among them has been apologizing until now. .

I can't bear it in my heart. Although it seems that they are not much different in age from me, in fact, I am much older than them. After all, I am an uncle in my heart, and there is no need to care about a group of children.

Thinking about this, I plan to close my mouth with a few more sentences.

Suddenly, a voice rang behind me: "An Xiaoyi!"

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