Chapter 67 Stone Shell Monster

call!

A gust of breeze swept towards me, and I subconsciously leaned down to avoid it. I turned my head and looked: The empty stone statue in front of me had just placed its arms flat on both sides and stood straight on the pole. Now it is half twisted. It is bent, and the right arm is bent and attached to the left arm, as if it has just exerted force.

Look at the sand and fly ash that keeps falling from it.

Combine this with replaying the previous feelings in your mind..

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

Assi!

I said that I can't find the shadow of the monster. You are the representative of the monster on this level!

Without saying anything, he pulled out his Zanmatada sword and slashed at him.

I swung the sharp Zumatachi with great force. The moment it touched the monster's skin, it was blocked for a moment and the force was reduced a lot, but I still successfully cut it into two pieces.

The stone shell monster's upper body, without any connection, slowly slipped from its waist and fell to the ground with a thud. Its lower body still stood there motionless. After a few seconds, there was a click and several clicks. Small cracks appeared, and as the cracks increased, its lower body shattered to the ground with a crash.

I looked at the Zanmatachi in my hand, and then at the fragments of gravel scattered on the ground, and was instantly shocked by my amazing sword strike.

A few seconds later, looking at the debris on the ground, I was filled with doubts: Why didn't they turn into black smoke? Is this a feature of the twelfth floor?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the upper half of my body that had just fallen to the ground and was already motionless. First I moved my hands, and then I suddenly raised my blurry head, put my hands on the ground, and with a flick of my arms, half of my body jumped up. In the air, countless rubbles were seen on the ground clattering non-stop, rushing toward its upper body.

A few seconds later, the stone shell monster that I had KO'd with a single blow suddenly stood in front of me gorgeously, looking exactly the same as before.

Hey, it also has an automatic repair function!

He swung his sword again and split it into two pieces. Within half a minute, it returned to its original state.

Is it immortal?

I didn't believe in evil, so I continued to chop. After eleven or two consecutive blows, the Stone Shell Monster still recovered unscathed and continued to attack me slowly.

The speed at which it raises its fist is not very fast, but the speed at which it swings its fist is astonishingly fast, and the force of the blow is not small. If it hits a solid punch without defense, it is guaranteed to be kicked out. internal injury.

But I don't care about this, because its hurried movement speed is its fatal weakness. With this speed, it can't hit me at all.

I frowned, doubting its strength.

If it is just powerful punches, fast speed, and strong healing ability, it is not enough to become a occupying monster on the twelfth floor.

After all, the deeper the dungeon layers are, the stronger the monsters are, the richer the actual combat characteristics are, and the difficulty is naturally getting higher and higher.

But compared to the attack method of the stone shell monster, its threat level is far less than that of the demonized spider on the eleventh floor, and it is not even as good as the minotaur boss. After all, the impact speed of that guy is no joke.

After fourteen or five more cuts, I finally felt a little bored. It was okay to keep killing like this. Let's go to the thirteenth floor and have a look.

I was thinking about it, and when I was about to put away the knife, I heard a rustling sound next to my ears.

When I turned around, I was startled. Not far away, a dozen stone shell monsters were walking towards me.

Their general body shapes and vague faces are the same as the stone shell monster behind me. The only difference is that their arms have different colors.

Some have thick tails and pointed tops, like two spears made of stone; some have two football-sized stone balls in their hands; some have transformed into knives and axes.

The most important thing is not their shape, but their speed.

Their speed is different from the stupid stone shell monster behind them. In my opinion, they are about the same speed as an adult.

He glanced back at the motionless stone shell monster behind him, curled his lips, and thought to himself: "I almost got fooled by you!"

Just as he was about to get ready for a big fight, he was shocked to find that his feet were tightly wrapped in two piles of sand, making him unable to move at all.

"what happened?"

I was shocked and tried to pull my feet out. However, my feet seemed to be stuck in the mud and it was extremely difficult to pull them out.

In the peripheral vision, the stone shell monster behind him was posing in a very strange posture and motionless, as if it were a statue, and a faint earth-yellow light was reflected between its rough palms.

magic?

I couldn't help being surprised.

Although I have no magic skills and no knowledge of magic, it does not mean that I do not have a basic understanding of magic.

The so-called magic is a kind of elemental energy, such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, etc.

Once any magic is released, it will have its own special color. For example, fire magic is red, water magic is blue, and the representative color of earth magic is earthy yellow.

Right now, the stone shell monster behind me is releasing earth magic at me.

My sealed feet were probably caused by it.

Every level monster has a symbol that matches its own strength. I am not deceiving you. On the contrary, I am too careless.

Lesson learned...

Looking at the dozens of stone-shell monsters rushing towards me with murderous intent, I sighed to myself, swung my Zanmatada sword, and slashed at the stone-shell monster behind me that was casting magic.

There was a clang of stone and iron, and the saber was bounced two inches away, and a large piece of gravel fell down where it was struck.

I was surprised.

This time, its shell is so hard!

There is no way to even cut it off with a knife!

What's going on? I just returned it.

Inadvertently, I glanced up and saw that the front stone monster was less than ten meters away from me. Before I had time to think about it, I swung my Zanmatada sword again, slashing four or five times in a row, finally cutting the stone monster into two pieces. .

The stone shell monster that was broken into two pieces fell to the ground with a crash. A pair of stone arms were also shattered into pieces. The earth-yellow light between the hands also dissipated in an instant. The sand that bound my feet also fell to the ground with a crash. One place.

My feet were finally free again, and the first stone shell monster also rushed over, swung the spear transformed from sand and stone in its hand, and stabbed me fiercely.

I ducked sideways, turned my steps, turned my body, and slashed the stone shell monster's elbow with a knife. With a bang, I cut a half-inch deep wound.

So hard!

I didn't think about it for a second, and another sledgehammer transformed from the stone shell monster was smashed on top of my head. I raised my knife to stop it, and there was another sound of stone and iron. I cut a crack with the sledgehammer, and I He was knocked back two steps by the force of the recoil, and his wrists were numb from the shock.

He glanced at the zanmatachi in his hand. Fortunately, it didn't have a curled blade, and sighed casually:

"This stone shell thing is really powerful!"

It’s been so cold these days, the water dripping from the Northeast turned into ice