I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games - Chapter 170

Seeing that the posture of “God” changed, Xiao Lan no longer talked to it nonsense, and he became alert.

A tense and dangerous atmosphere lingered between the two, with a rush.

“God” took the lead in attacking.

A human face on his body opened his mouth, and a tentacle of flesh and blood protruded from his mouth.

The speed of this tentacle was more than a little faster than before, and suddenly struck Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan swung with a knife while evading sideways, slashing into the tentacles.

He used all his strength to cut the knife, and the tentacle was cut directly by the sharp blade, fell to the ground, and was absorbed by the flesh and blood of the ground.

Soon, an identical tentacle grew again.

The process of recovery was almost completed in a blink of an eye, it was like taking a pill.

Xiao Lan frowned slightly, and felt it was not easy to handle.

“God” put away the tentacles.

This time, it attacked Xiao Lan fiercely with its muscular claws.

That claw has a speed that does not match the appearance, and has almost reached Xiao Lan in an instant.

Xiao Lan switched the [Bone of Rebellion] into a shield, blocking it in front of him.

A huge fist hit the shield and made a huge piercing sound, Xiao Lan was stepped back by the other party’s vigorous force.

Fortunately, he resisted.

One blow did not work, and “God” once again showed a gentle smile: “You are very good, but don’t resist God, this is disrespect for God.”

Xiao Lan switched back to the knife again and rushed towards it: “Where’s the pheasant god, please don’t play for yourself.”

The dark blade of light slashed towards the “God” violently, leaving several deep marks on its arm.

If the “God” has bones, every knife should have a bone injury.

“God” counterattacked angrily, violently waving his claws towards Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan evaded flexibly in the attack of the “God”, and every time the blade in his hand flashed, it would leave a blade in his body.

But this is not enough.

Because the wound on the “God” can heal almost instantaneously, this is the nest it built, and it can be regenerated indefinitely here.

After blocking another attack, Xiao Lan leaped backwards and slightly opened the distance between the two sides.

There were several deep wounds on his body, which were left over by the opponent’s paws, but there were no particularly serious injuries.

This pheasant walking bird **** has become much stronger than before, not only attacking high defense strength but also comes with super healing ability, it is simply a full set of hanging.

Xiao Lan’s eyes opened up and he opened his skills:

[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]

【Ability: Breakdown】

Since you can regenerate, then I will break it down for you to see who is faster.

This is a war between mankind and God, but also a war between poverty and superstition.

“God” smiled: “I said, don’t rebel against God. You still have the opportunity to be my believer. As long as you offer your pious faith and complete my test, I will give you supreme glory.”

The answer was the oncoming black bone blade.

“God” waved his arm to block as before, anyway, it would recover quickly after such a wound.

But this time is different. Although the wound is still recovering, it obviously feels that with the appearance of the wound, part of its energy disappeared.

Although the energy lost in a wound is only a small part, but that energy is indeed gone.

A tentacle attacked Xiao Lan and was cut off by his backhand.

This time, the severed tentacles were too short to reach the ground, they were decomposed in mid-air and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, the “God”‘s heart floated with a strange feeling.

Its power… where did it go?

Observing the slightest hesitation of the other party, Xiao Lan felt certain that the attack poured out more violently.

The expression of “God” also became serious, and the offensive also intensified.

While evading the attack, Xiao Lan launched a fierce attack, and continuously flying tentacles were cut off, and were decomposed and disappeared in the air.

Gradually, the “God’s” wound recovered slowly.

Taking advantage of the gap after its blow, Xiao Lan swung hard with a knife and cut off his arm.

The cut arm disappeared in the air.

“God” screamed sharply and screamingly, it was no longer like human beings.

The half of it that originally had a humanoid shape became unstable, muscles twitching, and it seemed that the humanoid shape was about to become unstable.

“Hehe…you…” “God” stared at Xiao Lan angrily, the appearance of gentle and fraternity disappeared.

Xiao Lan wiped the sweat on his forehead, raised the knife and continued to rush over.

Numerous film and television works tell us that you should never talk nonsense when the boss is hiccupping, and taking the opportunity to make up the knife is a good choice.

Only dead bosses are flattering bosses, because only they become experience and rewards.

Seeing that the situation is not good, “God” intends to once again launch his proficiency tricks, and wait for it to upgrade to clean up this guy.

However, Xiao Lan was already prepared for this. At the moment when his body withdrew a little later, the [Bone of Rebellion] in his hand switched to whip form.

After the upgrade, the whip became longer and more courageous, and it was really easy to use for catching.

The dark whip rolled up some destructive body of “God”, disrupting its plan to escape.

Relying on the effect of the skill, Xiao Lan punched **** the chest of the “God”.

This punch, with its vigorous and disintegrating abilities, hit the “God” firmly, and directly punched a big hole in his chest.

The “God” tried to recover his injury, but the speed of its body rebirth was far behind the speed of decomposition.

Successive fists fell on it, and soon it shattered.

“God” has only one head left, but its vitality is still stubbornly incredible: “I can give you eternal life–“

“Bang” was another punch, which fell mercilessly on the handsome face it stolen.

This time, the entire head also began to break down, slowly disappearing.

“God” struggled unwillingly: “You… I have whatever wish… I can…”

The head had completely disappeared before the words fell.

Xiao Lan turned off his skills and smiled: “I want to be poorer. You probably can’t do this.”

“Destroy the ritual of giving, kill the god’s body (11)”

“The side quest [God’s Fury] has been completed, and the reward will be increased by 20%.”

In an instant, a full of strength spread all over the body, Xiao Lan squeezed his fist, feeling the strength of his own strength.

Xiao Lan looked at his poverty value with a smile.

After just six minutes of fighting, he burned a total of 60 million. Not only did all the proceeds from the previous auction be lost, but he also paid 10 million.

Xiao Lan’s smile collapsed.

Skills with no time limit are cool to use, and only feel pain when the poverty value is deducted. He even misses the five-minute free trial version before.

Fortunately, the physical enhancement brought by the spur can make up for this pain.

With the death of the “God”, the entire nest lost its vitality.

All the muscular muscles stopped, and they became gray and visibly visibly with the naked eye. The yellow-green liquid oozed out constantly, exuding a rancid smell, and refreshing the spleen.

Xiao Lan covered her nose and hurriedly left the area.

The braided man in beach pants stepped into the warehouse area of ​​the Endimion.

Following the pointer’s instructions, he walked to the ground beside a pile of metal debris and crouched down.

If Xiao Lan was there, he could recognize that this was the place where the crown of the night was placed. These pieces of debris were left after Luo had absorbed the power of the fragments and the crown collapsed.

The braid man took out a flashlight and took a picture of the crown fragment.

Under the light of the flashlight, the debris of a place moved as if it had self-consciousness, and gradually reconstructed the shape of a broken crown.

The jewels on the crown are still there, only the place where black gems were originally set is empty.

The little braid man stretched out the pointer in his hand. No matter how he changed his position, the pointer pointed to the original gem’s position.

He scratched his head: “Who took this thing away?”

He stood up and inspected the room and found traces of fighting.

The braid man touched his chin and put away the flashlight and pointer.

As he walked out, he took out a baseball bat-like weapon: “Anyway, are these players? Trouble, just kill them all, don’t be busy clearing…”

At this time, exactly two players came to the warehouse.

They saw someone inside. In the meaning of not wanting to conflict with each other, neither of them entered, but chose to leave in the other direction.

After a gust of wind blew, the braided man appeared in front of them in an instant.

He showed the crown of darkness in his hand and asked, “Do you know any news related to this stuff?”

The two players shook their heads cautiously.

The braided man folded his crown and scratched his head: “Hey, it’s useless.”

One of the players frowned: “Are you provoking us?”

The braided man raised his eyes and looked at them: “I’m just stating the facts.”

The two players were irritated and they took out their weapons in tacit agreement.

As senior players, they are unwilling to make trouble, but it does not mean that they will accept the deliberate humiliation of others.

The two have always teamed up together and attacked very well, never afraid to fight.

But at the next moment, I only heard two “bangs”.

The two fell to the ground almost simultaneously. After falling down, their bodies were motionless. Their heads had been smashed beyond recognition, and blood was pouring out, staining the ground red.

The braided man leisurely clutched the stick in his hand, and the flip-flops made a sloppy footstep on the ground, and gradually went away: “Well, it’s just a senior player…”

Xiao Lan left the nest exuding a wonderful fragrance, feeling that she could almost leave the game.

He took out the envelope and was about to contact Luo.

“Sir.” Luo’s voice came around him.

Xiao Lan turned around and saw Luo standing straight away, smiling at him.

Although it looks a little scary, Xiao Lan is used to it. As a non-human being, is it very common to be ghostly?

Luo looks normal, but for security reasons, Xiao Lan still took out a knife and confirmed: “How is your drawing level?”

Luo: “…”

Unexpectedly, the reunion of Xiao Biao not only did not win the wedding, but also faced such a tricky problem. It is really worthy of his family, so frank and lovely.

So… how to answer?

After thinking about it, he decided to answer truthfully: “The treasure of the world.”

Xiao Lan put away the knife.

Unconscious of his identity as a soul painter, and full of self-confidence, this should be Luo Luo himself.