1279: 432.
While others are playing gas, are you guys acting the part of heroes?_2 1279: 432.
While others are playing gas, are you guys acting the part of heroes?_2 “Oh!
Now, this is getting interesting, I’ve got to see this.”
Porter imdiately beca interested and he asked:
“Where do you live?
I’m booking a flight right now.”
“Holy shit, don’t you have to work?
Booking just like that?
Didn’t you say you often skip work?”
Arin exclaid in surprise:
“Could it be that you’re also a hidden rich second generation?”
“Not at all, my family farms!
Genuine country folk.”
Porter emphatically denied, patting his chest:
“I just have a few buildings that I rent out, and I hang a na in my tenant’s company to give my family an explanation.
If I don’t want to go, I just don’t go.
Is he going to dock a month’s salary from ?
Do I care about that one month’s salary?”
“Fucking hell, a few buildings?”
Arin was dumbfounded.
He looked at the burly bald vampire before him and couldn’t help but sigh, saying:
“Indeed, the foolish son of a landlord family, co on then, my house is at XX city, XX road, XXX number, just knock on the door when you get here.”
“Alrighty, I’ll be there by afternoon, but I heard the city’s about to be locked down, I reckon I’ll have to stay at your place for a long one, we can practice martial arts and get stronger together.
Rember, you’re taking out for so good food tonight.”
While these two guys struck a “deal”, the situation on the battlefield had also changed.
This Filthy Spider Demon was never a match for Turner, the Chosen Martial Monk, and once Turner had firmly “held the aggro”, the others were able to let loose a relentless assault.
Master Yang leaped onto the twisted lower half of the Spider Demon, his twin swords swiftly slicing down the limbs, while Brother Cat, with Teacher Li’s help, used his greatsword “Ranger” to break the legs of the Spider Demon, restricting its ability to move quickly.
Sister Pogranate, who had joined the fray last, flashed her Wolf Tooth Fist Blade that she had confiscated from Kenbort, using this weapon imbued with the Wolf People Hunting Priest’s bizarre voodoo to weaken the Spider Demon’s monster stamina.
The group ford a perfect synergy, and in just a few minutes, they had weakened the Spider Demon considerably.
From this, it was clear that the mission “Tracking the Twilight followers” was difficult, but certainly not beyond the capabilities of a five-person boss team.
This amply demonstrated that the “dev team” had not set up an unbeatable enemy, had Niu Niu, the superb shield, co along, they probably wouldn’t even need Turner’s intervention, and the players could have taken down this twisted creature themselves.
Seeing itself falling into a losing plight, the altered and twisted Spider Demon beca increasingly irritable.
Its ghastly face with torn eyes and the eyeball on its chest both flickered with malicious light, and its deathly pale skin started to surge with bizarre crimson luminescence, clearly entering the “kill range”.
The attacks from the players grew even fiercer, but they were halted by Turner, who called out:
“It’s about to cast a death curse, everyone back off!
I’ll capture it.
Such a creature must be taken back to Crimson Castle and handed over to Lady Triss to possibly unearth more clues.
Killing it here is pointless.”
“Retreat!”
Old Lee called out, and everyone imdiately fell back from the battle.
Sister Pogranate, who was feverishly striking the Spider Demon with her fist blades, got greedy for the last hit and was caught by a strange limb that extended from the Spider Demon’s back just as she was retreating, pulling her back into the battle.
Just at the critical mont, Brother Cat turned back and roared, using a sword attack similar to the one often used by Kudell.
His Ranger greatsword was hurled out, the crimson blade whistled through the air, slashing off the limb.
Sister Pogranate ducked low, rolled away from the battle, and got to her feet, dusting herself off and shooting Brother Cat a glance before turning her head and saying in a low voice:
“Thanks.”
“No problem, we’re all apprentices from the Shadow Trace Sect, we help each other out.”
Brother Cat laughed heartily, unconcerned, and turned back to watch Master Turner “execute” the Spider Demon creature, while the two older n hid in the back, with Old Lee and Old Yang sharing looks and an auntie’s gleeful grin.
Obviously, they noticed the strange dynamic between Brother Cat and Sister Pogranate.
Over by Turner, he hastened before the Spider Demon’s death curse took effect, calling upon the hunting aura and the Winter Wolves Religion’s Secret Technique.
After a brief charge, he landed an unstoppable gale-force punch that shattered the Spider Demon’s final defenses, knocking it into a dazed swoon and then quickly freezing its entire body in the chaotic torrent of a divine ice storm.
This scene made the watching Martial Monks’ eyes bulge, with Porter exclaiming:
“Is this the skill of a Four Images Monk?
So powerful and robust, truly practicing both magic and martial arts!”
“Master Turner is a Chosen Martial Monk; his techniques don’t fall into any specific faction.
According to him, he knows a little of many styles.
That’s way too modest.
Such rapid freezing power is almost on par with a Psychic Master’s spells.”
Sister Pogranate retracted her Wolf Tooth Fist Blade and, hands on hips, said admiringly on the spot:
“We’re still rookies in the path of Martial Monks, the power system is indeed profound and extensive.
Unfortunately, the legacy of the Four Images Monks currently lies with the Winter Wolves Religion, and we nonbelievers have no way to learn.”
“Look on the bright side, maybe they’ll open up a specific sect for initiates later?”
Arin and Porter helped each other to stand up, and he said to Sister Pogranate, his cousin:
“And you’ve made up your mind to follow the Shadow Sect, haven’t you?”
“I’ve got three career slots.”
Sister Pogranate rolled her eyes dismissively and said:
“Why can’t I learn from three different sects at the sa ti?
The profession system doesn’t require a Martial Monk to specialize in one sect, right?
Pretend I’m going dual talent, okay?”
“Boss!”
Arin gave his cousin a thumbs-up in admiration.
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