Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 752 A strange fight

Compared to Lao Zhou and Nicholas who rushed towards each other at the moment of "starting", the snowy owl and the mountaineer seemed much more restrained.

Of course, this is also why the "falling" site requires more caution than the "storm".

Although with the skills of snowy owls and mountaineers, it is easy to walk on such complex terrain as if it were flat ground.

but……

The two were also well aware that the other side definitely had a variety of long-range attack methods.

If you approach the opponent quickly and are hit by a long-range attack and lose your balance, you will be in big trouble.

Perhaps the height difference now was not enough to cause them any trouble, but the anesthetic gas surging below and emitting an ominous smell made the two of them not want to get involved at all.

Therefore, although the two were approaching each other, they were not moving very fast.

Snowy Owl held the wooden sword given to her by the Grandmaster across her body, calculating her route as she moved. She did not choose the shortest route to the center and the direction of the mountaineers, but instead prioritized a route with many corners and several narrow paths running parallel to each other.

In this way, even when facing undefended long-range attacks, the Snowy Owl can effectively evade them by jumping to another narrow path.

On the other side, the climber's route choice was relatively random. She held a trekking pole in her hand and paced slowly.

The arena of this "death scene" was already extremely large, and since the two men were not moving very fast, it took them a while just to get close to each other - in the same amount of time, Nicholas and the prisoner had already fought several rounds.

And when the distance between them was only a few narrow roads...

The Snowy Owl took the lead in launching a tentative attack.

"Shh-!"

She seemed to be walking normally in the previous step, but the moment she took the next step, she suddenly bent her body and rushed out in an instant.

Like the most agile feline predator on the grassland rushing after its prey, she accurately used her toes to push off a raised stone brick between the two of them in mid-air to accelerate a second time. In just a blink of an eye, she was already in front of the mountaineer.

"Fuck fast!"

The exhausted Old Zhou couldn't help but widen his eyes and used the little strength he had just recovered to prop himself up.

This speed was actually slightly slower than when he had just used all his strength in the "Heavenly Drum Combat Method", not to mention when he used the uncooled [Flashing Magic Stone].

but……

Lao Zhou knew that was not his normal state.

And the other party reached this speed so easily, it was simply horrifying!

Qian Huan saw this scene and revealed a toothache expression: "Hiss, if I hadn't been on guard and prepared, this knife would have definitely hit me on the head."

"This is the Snowy Owl, the Night Watch's fastest blade. He's the kind of lunatic who dares to draw his blade even against the top guys in the Psychology Society," Xiaoyun said, his eyes blazing as he stared at the Snowy Owl, his tone tinged with rare excitement. "This is one of my favorite guys."

Wang Yuyang nodded. "That's right. Yu Qiang also told me... This guy is probably the most troublesome person in the Psychology Society."

The comedian nodded, "Luckily, she was facing a mountaineer."

"Yeah... Fortunately, she was facing a mountaineer."

Xiaoyun also began to sigh.

On the field, the Snowy Owl's knife had already hit the mountaineer's neck firmly.

Even though it was an unopened ebony knife, the knife still penetrated the mountaineer's neck and cut off most of her neck.

After all, although this ebony knife does not have a sharp blade, it is definitely not an ordinary item.

[Soul-Severing Sword: A wooden sword forged from the heart of thousand-year-old ebony. While lacking a sharp edge, it possesses a hardness far exceeding that of metal. It also inflicts additional damage to targets with "souls," ignoring the target's external defenses.]

[Note: This perfect and high-quality material, even a cow chewing on it twice would be a peerless divine weapon. So don't look for me next time, it's a waste of time - Master Wei Jian.]

but……

Although the mountaineer's neck was hit hard by the knife, he showed no sign of falling down.

Although the God of Fairness and Judgment ensures that no one will die on the stage during the duel, if someone receives an unbearable fatal injury... they will still pass out directly.

Not even a drop of blood flowed from the mountaineer's neck.

"Oh-ha!"

The mountaineer even had the leisure to reach out and flick the ebony knife.

"Good stuff, it hurts me so much."

Snowy Owl held the ebony knife in his hand and couldn't help cursing at the mountaineer in front of him.

"What kind of monster are you?!"

The moment she chopped it down, she realized something was wrong - as a skilled swordsman, even though she was not very comfortable using this [Soul-Wounding Sword] as it was her first time, Snowy Owl had a rough idea of ​​what it would feel like to chop into a human body.

but……

The moment she chopped the mountaineer just now, she felt that she had not chopped a human being at all.

Do not……

It didn't even look like it was hitting a carbon-based organism.

The feeling was extremely clumsy, as if he had hit a stone pillar or earth wall - the reason he was able to cut into it was entirely because the opponent still had a soul, which met the damage increase triggering conditions of the [Soul-Wounding Sword].

So, the Snowy Owl wanted to draw his sword and leave at the first moment - but it was like the inevitable situation that would happen after chopping off something wrong.

The other person's neck "bite" the knife.

Snow Owl couldn't even put the knife back into the [Prop Space] - of course, she didn't dare to do so.

During a duel between masters, anyone who dares to retract his main weapon will be waiting for the opponent to seize the opportunity and beat him directly to the point of suffocation, and he may not even find the opportunity to take it out again!

But to Snowy Owl's surprise, the other party did not take any further action.

The mountaineer just looked her up and down.

After a few full seconds of silence, she finally had work.

The mountaineer grasped the ebony knife and pulled it out inch by inch.

The wound on her neck hadn't healed either, and simply remained cut.

But the cut surface... was a brilliant golden color.

No flesh, no blood vessels, no bones, only glittering pure gold.

Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to do, since the other party did not fight back, Snowy Owl did not hesitate and immediately drew his knife again.

If the neck isn't a vital part, then... the heart!

Swish!

The ebony knife pierced the mountaineer's heart, but the same thing happened again.

The mountaineer pushed the long knife out inch by inch again, and the bright golden light appeared again on the torn chest of the jacket.

This time, Snowy Owl did not rashly swing the knife again, but took a step back and spoke in confusion.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

It would be fine if my attacks were ineffective against her, after all, there was never a shortage of "monsters" among players.

But why doesn’t the other party fight back?

"Because I don't like this meaningless fight. I'm just telling you with my actions that your slashing attacks are useless to me."

"Honestly," the mountaineer paused, then added, "physical attacks, or most physical attacks, are unlikely to be effective against me."

"If you're going to focus on this, I suggest you just admit defeat. Why don't we all cut down on unnecessary consumption?"