The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

"Boom!!!!" A huge collision sounded, and the petite Nelly was left in place, while the muscular Zhi flew out.

Zhi only felt that all the muscles in his body seemed to be crushed by the Holy Light Mammoth. Scenes of his life emerged in his mind, and he remembered for the first time in a long time the hard training he had done when he was still weak.

The overwhelming force was like the sky collapsing; it was the invincible force called gravity.

The dark underground labyrinth collapsed, and countless sand and broken bricks fell down. My master was not around, and I was unarmed. The only thing I could trust was my own body made of flesh and blood. My vision was completely blocked, and I could not see anything.

His body was covered by sand and gravel and he couldn't move. He didn't know which side was up or down. As it was pitch black in front of him, he could only dig out a space in front of him.

Pick up some sand with your fingers, let go, feel the sand fall on your other hand, and identify the correct direction.

Is it tinnitus? Can I hear some kind of howling? Is it a monster in the underground maze? Or is it an illusion? I don't know. The energy in my body is limited, I must leave here quickly. Choose a direction and dig upwards?

There is no water, no food, and my body is gasping for breath, but I cannot stop. There is only one result of staying here, and that is death. I must move.

I feel dizzy, and there seem to be fireflies in the dark vision, or stars in the sky. Is this an endangerment signal sent by the body?

one day? Two days? Three days?

I don’t know how much time had passed. My brain couldn’t think and my hands were moving mechanically to dig a way to survive. Only I could save myself.

Will I be saved if I dig out? Maybe there is a monster right above me, waiting for me to dig out and then tear me into pieces. The remaining bones will dissipate and become part of the ecological cycle of the underground maze. Some rocks will fall and hit me in the face, but no matter what, I will just keep digging upwards if there is still a way out.

Only when I dug it out did I realize that my previous efforts were not in vain. Light leaked out from between the sand and stones. I lifted the stone slab and finally breathed in fresh air. The luminous plants in the maze emitted a faint light, reflecting a resolute face in a somewhat illusory way.

"Master?" he murmured.

A huge air wave, a soaring sound, and a dazzling white light. As Nellie charged forward, the tall figure collided with it and was instantly knocked away, hitting the barrier of the arena hard. Countless cracks instantly appeared on the barrier, and the sword slowly cut down along the barrier. Blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, and finally he collapsed on the ground with his head lowered, his life or death unknown.

The fight between Feilin and Finn stopped before it even began because something flew past between the two of them.

Beautiful home run!

"Hey, you must be kidding me." Feilin's Adam's apple moved up and down. He couldn't believe that the figure flying backwards was the person he knew? Was it an illusion? When?

But the nose seemed to smell the smell of blood, as if it was not fake.

Nellie's petite figure still maintained the posture of swinging the flail just now. At this moment, she was slowly lowering her hands, and bright red liquid was dripping from the huge gem.

Nellie's gaze shifted to Felin. Although he had a very cute face, he gave off the feeling of an angel of judgment.

Don't panic, she's just a support profession in the compassion route. She has a little more magic power and a little more buff magic on her body, so what.

Feilin turned the dagger in his hand and changed the way he held the daggers to one facing forward and one facing backward.

It is definitely impossible to fight her head-on. Under such terrifying enhancement magic, her strength is terrifying. If I fight her directly, I am afraid that all my bones will be broken in an instant.

However, he is an agile profession, and head-on confrontation is not his style. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which is the calmness that is necessary for a calm [Faceless Man].

In order to keep the rhythm of the battle firmly in his own hands, Feilin glanced at Fen and saw that she had no intention of attacking, so he chose to shift his target to Nellie first. Her speed was very fast, but it was just a simple linear speed.

Using the reverse thrust generated by the [Ring of Resistance] to accelerate? What a genius idea.

But anyone can be fast in a straight line, but being fast in a curve is the real fast!

As Feilin's mind moved, his figure became much more illusory. This was a unique skill of the Faceless Man, Invisibility, which eliminated his own breath and reduced the possibility of being detected when making a move.

Get started first!

He ran, his legs swinging at such a fast frequency that it even created afterimages, and the wind brushed past his ears. He liked this feeling every time he ran at full speed, and the wind couldn't keep up with him.

The blonde girl in front of him swung her flail, and a strong wind blew up, but it didn't matter, he wouldn't confront her head-on.

The illusory figure moved quickly around Nellie, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

There is a chance! The girl's eyes did not follow his body. He was now about 45 degrees behind her. From this direction, the girl's fair neck was exposed to him without any defense. He only needed to hit her there!

After circling around a few more times and making sure that the girl couldn't keep up with him, Feilin attacked decisively with two daggers in hand.

One hit kill!

One hit to win!

The two daggers cut through the air like snakes, and were about to use a slashing attack that exceeded the speed of sound. There was no room for holding back. The tornado formed by her flail would either kill or cripple him if it scratched him. He avoided her edge and attacked her weakness.

In just a blink of an eye, Feilin had already slashed countless times, with a clear and definite target.

only......

It doesn’t feel right!

The dagger he swung out brought him the feedback of hitting steel.

"Ding ding ding ding!" A series of crisp sounds rang out. What was that?

Whenever he was about to stab the priest in front of him, an illusory armor burning with flames would appear and block all his attacks.

[Holy Armor] + [Holy Flame]!

As Feilin slashed, the [Holy Flame] burned along his dagger. In just a moment, the flesh and blood on his fingertips disappeared, revealing the white bones inside.

When a person is burned by fire, he or she will retract his or her hands at that instant. This is an innate unconditioned reflex that humans have to protect themselves.

But Felin's reaction was completely different. Instead, he grasped the burning dagger.

This pair of daggers is epic equipment and is priceless.

The magic power in his body surged, and it was in a stalemate with the [Holy Flame] on his hand. His flesh and blood were burned and grew again and again. It is said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and it is hard to imagine what kind of pain that would be.

"GA AYA!!!!" He shouted and rushed forward again with two daggers in hand.

The power of magic is never infinite! I can be even faster!

The speed blurred his face, and one could not see what kind of distortion was there. His originally squinting eyes were now fully open, and his brows were furrowed together. He was about to burst out his incredible speed!

Faster!

Faster!

Faster!

A powerful slash! Stab!

stamp!

pick!

The dagger technique was perfectly demonstrated in his hands. Nelly allowed him to attack her like a puppet without any resistance.

Can't keep up?! My speed!

The speed was getting faster and faster, and the [Holy Armor] on Nellie's body became illusory, as if it was about to break. Feilin's high-speed movement was like putting an invisible cloak on her body!

Feilin was showing great excitement. It had been a long time since he had such a satisfying attack. He really wanted to see the expression on Nellie's face as she was about to be hunted.

One glance, it's like falling into an icy cave.

Nellie's eyes were on him. The hearty slashing seemed like a joke in front of her. The flail in her hand was spinning and raised, aiming at her target.

"boom!"

There was another noise, and it was unknown whether it was intentional or not, the young [Faceless Man] and the [Ashman] lay together.

Hey? Is it my turn? Fin looked around. The two saints were lying neatly on the side, both with their heads hanging down and vomiting blood.

Nellie waved the flail in her hand, and the familiar whirlwind of death began to blow again.

"Hold your sword well." Nellie walked over step by step and reminded.