Four monsters stepped out of the darkness.
The first one was a mutant monster that walked on two feet and had four arms — the End Boar. It was nearly three meters tall. On its huge head, its scarlet eyes stared straight at Alan, who was a few meters away. Two fangs protruded from its mouth, saliva kept dripping, and it was panting.
Behind it followed three dog-shaped monsters similar to Dobermans — Attack Dogs, showing their sharp white teeth and constantly digging the soil under their feet, as if they couldn't wait to share Alan.
The light of the campfire attracted the forest overlord.
The End Boar suddenly stopped its body, protected the Attack Dog, which had a low IQ, in front of it, and squinted its scarlet eyes to look at its prey.
It sensed the threat from the weapon on the prey's waist. It had seen that long weapon before.
In the village to the south, there was a terrifying male human who had used something similar to kill a stronger fellow in just one breath.
In front of it, the 'prey', who was only as tall as his waist and only one head taller than the attacking fighting dog on all fours, raised his eyebrows.
He took a step forward with his right foot, lowered his center of gravity, and stroked the knife with his right hand.
He smiled without burden.
He was in high spirits.
"It seems that the village is really not far away. I actually met the plot-driving tool pig in the novel. Fortunately, I didn't take the risk and ran here by myself when I was four years old. Otherwise, if I was unlucky, I would be eaten by the pig and turned into a pile of shit. That would be a lot of fun."
"But, this is a different time. Now, the unlucky one..."
As he spoke, hissed! The soft soil in the forest was plowed an inch by his toes.
"It's not me."
Bursting out in all directions!
The figure shot out! Alan left a residual image and rushed towards the monster!
Monsters have intelligence, but there are indeed not many. Seeing Alan's provocative attitude, the wildness in the end boar burned fiercely, and with a roar, it knocked away the fighting dog in front of it!
"Roar!"
Like a black lacquered fortune rushing at a high speed, it rushed towards Alan with a crushing attitude!
In just one breath, the man and the monster were close at hand.
At this moment!
"Get out of the way!"
A delicate shout drilled into Alan's ears along with the sudden whistling of the wind.
Something with a sharp breath suddenly rushed out from the darkness of the woods behind the monster!
It pierced the wind and hit the leaves at a very fast speed, breaking through the leaves in the forest like a boat breaking through the waves!
However, the moment the accident happened, Alan's black and gray pupils shrank into needles, and the heat from his waist surged to his limbs.
In his abdomen, the walnut-sized "Dragon Saint Dou Qi embryo" was suddenly grasped by the hand called consciousness! The Dragon Saint Dou Qi was pumped out! Like a turbulent stream in a rainstorm merging into a river.
It poured into Alan's limbs along the rushing Dou Qi river!
Adrenaline is secreted quickly! The five senses and thoughts are overloaded!
In just a moment!
The world "slowed down": leaves in the forest flapped and roared suddenly; the mountain wind slowly crawled on the skin; the cold light flowed on the huge boar-sized tusks; the humid water vapor mixed with the smell of the monster swam in the nose.
In the bullet time, Alan's eyeballs slowly moved, and his sight passed through the gap between the monster's arms and body, and he saw clearly what was coming from behind the monster with the wind.
——A crystal clear water ball.
The information quickly pierced through his mind.
'The diameter is about 150cm. Intermediate attack magic-water cannon? No, the shape is wrong. It's a primary magic-water ball.'
'The firing rate and water volume are close to the water cannon, and the magic output efficiency is deliberately increased. The water ball is chosen to shorten the chant and stimulate faster.'
'If I continue to attack the monster, I will also be affected by the water ball, so you speak in advance to remind me to dodge? No, there is a time difference. When the opponent activated the magic, he did not expect that I would take the initiative to attack the monster, so he made things worse.'
'Who?'
The tusks of the end boar were already in front of him, less than 50 centimeters away from Allen's eyeballs, and the powerful attack magic that was shot was two meters behind the monster.
All the cells in his body were screaming, forcing Allen to dodge immediately!
However, the scabbard in his hand gave a cold feedback.
It extinguished the "alarm" in his mind.
A smile slowly bloomed at the corners of Allen's mouth.
'Dodge quickly?'
'You can, but it's not necessary. Beishenliu - practical school.'
Draw the sword in a normal position. 'Twenty cuts!'
His pupils shrank again, and Allen's pupils were almost three white eyes. His body muscles were tense, and his reaction was amazingly 'fast':
he dodged the tusks of the wild boar by a millimeter; he ducked to avoid the sharp claws that followed closely; he looked at a fighting dog beside him and passed by sideways.
Like a butterfly flying through flowers, it flew through the gaps between the monsters' bodies.
The dim light of the campfire
"danced" with his body.
The light surrounded Allen's body, flickering five times in a regular and rapid manner, as if it was reflected by some smooth, sharp, and fast-moving mirror.
The light went out.
Allen passed the monster and stood in front of the rapidly approaching water ball.
He was still holding the knife.
As if he had never drawn the knife.
At this moment:
in the reflection of his shrunken pupils, the water ball coated with an orange halo by the campfire light quickly enlarged and occupied Allen's entire field of vision.
It was only a palm away from his face.
But Allen just looked at the water ball quietly, without even blinking.
Where his sight fell, a white line appeared on the surface of the ball, with the vertical axis as the axis, and the water surface showed circles of ripples, rippling outward.
It cracked. It
was neatly divided into two petals, brushing against the hair and flying past the cheek.
The owner of the knife turned his pupils and looked at the cross-section of the water ball on his right cheek — the campfire light dyed the fluctuating water, presenting colorful and jumping orange waves.
Abnormally gorgeous.
Allen blinked.
As he moved, the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit subsided,
but time surged!
The world was noisy!
The forest leaves slapped and cheered! The mountain wind shook his clothes! The scabbard was hard and warm! The turbulent waves split and whistled past his head!
Boom!!!
The explosions came from the left and right sides behind! Two palm-width trees fell to the ground in response!!
However, the four monsters behind Allen were frozen in place as if they were stuck in time.
Crash!
Someone stepped on the fallen leaves and ran out of the shadows of the forest in a hurry.
Allen looked up at the source of the attack magic that revealed his figure.
He looked surprised, but then he had some sudden realization.
He put down his hand holding the sword.
This action fiddled with time, and with a sizzling sound, the huge heads and necks of the wild boar and the fighting dog slowly dislocated.
Snap, snap, snap, snap.
They fell to the ground one after another.
Four sounds, corresponding to the four "twenty cuts" of the sword.
But the light reflected by the blade just now should have flashed five times?
——The tree trunk that was broken by the cracked water ball behind him had given the answer.
Hissing, hissing.
Blood gushed out from the smooth broken neck of the monster like a fountain, and a bloody rain fell.
In the sound of "rain".
A short figure wearing a wizard's robe, carrying a huge suitcase and wearing a hood had run into the firelight.
Under the hood, the blue bangs on her forehead were outlined with a layer of green in the firelight. She sniffed her small nose, widened her eyes and looked at Allen in surprise.
The latter swept from the face of the visitor to the boots that were not above the knees. Under the light of the campfire, the black socks squeezed a circle of slightly raised white skin on the firm and tight calves of the "god".
The admiration in his eyes could not even be concealed by the night.
He smiled and said.
"I dodged it. Thanks for reminding me."
The 'girl' with two dark blue braids almost hanging down her knees panted slightly, looking at the 'child' in front of her who was only a head taller than her and bathed in blood. She listened to the childish voice and looked at the headless monster's body behind him and the tree trunk that was cut in half by the water ball technique.
She opened her mouth slightly and looked at the tree that was broken in half by the water ball technique not far away. She looked a little confused.
Dodged it.?
She didn't know how to continue his words.