Goblin Dependency Chapter 150 - 150 100 lv12

150: Chapter 100 lv1_2 150: Chapter 100 lv1_2 With a sudden thrust!

“Sss!”

A thin smoke rose, bringing so corrosive yellow-green pus, splattering from the wound.

Xia Nan felt the longsword in his hand as if it were plunged into a quagmire, its strength constantly weakening and slowing in the dense muscle tissue.

“Ding.”

Finally, accompanied by sothing bone-like and hard, the tip of the sword could no longer penetrate.

“Just a little more!” he thought to himself.

He just considered striking again to pierce through the cartilage and penetrate the demon’s heart.

A sharp and piercing howl, as if it intended to punch through his skull.

The Thorn Demon’s withered, branch-like hand, cut through the blind spot of his vision in a sinister and deadly arc, stabbing towards Xia Nan’s side.

A cold chill suddenly swept across the back of his head.

The force that was pushing the longsword forward instantly dissipated, and his left hand let go of the hilt as his arm instinctively blocked to the side.

“Bang!”

The Thorn Demon’s claw, driven by its powerful explosive force, fiercely slamd onto the smooth surface of the Snake Scale Arm Shield.

It couldn’t break the defense.

The tough scales from the Otherworld’s giant snake were not sothing that could be pierced through by such an attack.

Not even leaving a mark.

But on the other hand, the powerful force transferred through his forearm made Xia Nan pause, shifting his balance.

Feeling sothing amiss, he exerted force in his feet, intending to use this opportunity to distance himself once again from the opponent, to escape the endless attacks, and win a mont’s respite.

But as soon as he retreated two steps, the bone spur from the Thorn Demon’s long tail already shot through the air straight towards him.

The previous exchanges had given Xia Nan a rough idea of the speed of the bone spurs’ flight.

The sword that was naturally in front of him during the retreat was slightly lifted, intending to parry.

Yet in his vision, flas suddenly erupted around that bone spur.

The speed surged, and its flying path subtly changed.

Unable to dodge in ti, Xia Nan could only slightly turn his body.

Whirr-boom—

A flashing fla, the bone spur in a molten state, landed on him diagonally.

The Light Plate Armor that ordinary blades could only scratch was pierced in an instant.

Like a skewer of at, the bone spur drove into the armor.

“Ding!”

That was the sharp sound of the bone spur colliding and grinding against the chain links beneath the plate armor.

A burning pain suddenly shot through his chest side.

Looking again, the bone spur was already embedded with glaring bright blood, and shattered molten iron scraps, nailed straight into the ground.

It was only because he reacted quickly and turned his body slightly at the last mont.

Otherwise, this bone spur might have pinned him right through on the spot.

And even as he dodged in ti, this killing weapon from the Nine Layers of Hell still pierced through the double armor he wore, leaving injuries on his chest and abdon, the severity of which were still unknown.

Xia Nan hadn’t even caught his breath when a screech mixed with the stench of sulfur ca from his side, under a terrifying shadow.

From the other side of the Thorn Demon, its mbrane wings were more than twice its body length.

“Bang!”

A dull sound of collision that sent chills down one’s spine echoed in the air.

The figure wielding the iron-grey longsword flew backwards, crashing to the ground.

A strong taste of iron tinged his mouth.

Xia Nan only felt an intense pain all over his body; although not as overwhelming as the ti with the Petrified Lizard, which left him powerless, it was still unbearable.

The situation was dire, and there was no ti to assess his specific injuries or how many bones might be broken.

He rely endured the unspeakable pain, using the Beheading Longsword to support himself as he struggled to stand up.

“Ptui.”

He spat a mouthful of bloody sputum onto the ground.

His dark eyes reflected the crawling figure ahead, hunched like a venomous snake.

“Already heavily injured, is the gap…

still that wide?”

His past tactics and skills, which could usually decide the outco of a battle and effortlessly defeat the enemy, were now ineffective in the face of a substantial power gap.

For a mont, he even felt sowhat lost.

The only remaining trump card on him was the “Destiny Coin,” which he could use three more tis.

The only completely effective thod he had figured out was using the coin to trigger a Copper Bones physical damage immunity.

But…

The damage immunity could only last for a fleeting mont, a single attack.

Could he truly use that brief window to tip the scales of victory in his favor?

“How to win?”

“Where is the weakness?”

“How can I survive?”

And at that mont, the distant wolf howl that ca from behind him suddenly rose in an extraordinarily high pitch.

…

Kalanfor, outskirts.

The once peaceful and serene cabin and flower garden had long since turned into charred remnants within the scorched soil.