This MC is so original

"fire?"

Tartaglia looked at the square hell portal in confusion, stood up and walked around it four or five times, but couldn't find any mechanism or core to be activated.

"But which part do you want to activate the fire?"

The doctor just took a look, then reached into his pocket, took out a box of matches, pulled out a match and lit it.

"Since there's nothing around, it must be in the middle."

As he spoke, he threw the match directly towards the center of the hell portal. The moment the match touched the obsidian, a dark purple curtain instantly filled the center of the portal.

Seeing that the portal was successfully activated, a smile appeared on the doctor's face.

"Oh, that's all."

After saying that, he stepped into the portal. Tartaglia hesitated for a moment and followed him in.

After passing through the hell portal, the two came to a world full of red.

“This space… is truly breathtaking.”

The doctor couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, but Tartaglia looked uncomfortable after coming to this world.

"There's fire everywhere here, and no water at all. I feel like I'm going to be dried out."

"Bear with it, at least let me investigate some first."

The doctor's eyes scanned the surroundings, finally landing on a tall, dark figure not far away.

"A creature from this world? Perhaps I can use it for experiments..."

Tartaglia also looked in the direction the doctor was looking, and saw a slender, pitch-black figure holding a square object in his hand. Seeing the other person's long legs, Tartaglia couldn't help but compare them with his own.

"How long are his legs?"

"Never mind the legs."

The doctor raised his hand and patted Tartaglia on the shoulder.

"Go and capture him."

Chapter 66: Infinite floating combo belonging to the Enderman!

"Can't you do this chore yourself?"

Tartaglia looked reluctant. The black shadow always gave him a very strange feeling, not like a human.

Even he didn't really want to deal with this strange opponent, so only PhDs who were interested in it should go.

"Do I look like I can fight?"

The doctor opened his arms so that Tartaglia could see his thin body and his burnt left hand.

"If you absolutely insist that I go, I can go, but you'll probably have to wait for the next 'me' to assist you."

After saying that, the doctor walked towards the black shadow with a confident look on his face, a slight smile on his lips, and kept counting silently in his heart.

three.

two.

Before he could count to one in his mind, a hand grabbed him.

"Okay, okay, you have a good reason."

Tartaglia pulled the doctor with a helpless look on his face. He needed his help from the other party now, and he really couldn't bear to see him die in such an unclear way. If he had to die, he should die at the hands of his opponent, not in this weird world.

The doctor shook off Tartaglia's hand, turned around and smiled, but his smile made Tartaglia particularly unhappy.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Tartaglia. I'll go investigate the minerals in this world and wait for your good news."

The doctor waved at Tartaglia with a smile and walked aside.

Tartaglia poked the doctor's thumb downward with a look of disgust at his back.

After despising the doctor and venting his frustration a little, Tartaglia turned around and looked at the black shadow with its back to him.

"Then let's stretch our bodies after a long absence."

After witnessing the ultimate showdown between Wither and Osiel not long ago, Tartaglia began to waver in his desire to constantly challenge the strong.

Now is a good opportunity to take advantage of this battle to consolidate my idea of ​​challenging the strong.

Tartaglia walked to a distance of less than three meters behind the black shadow, and did not launch a sneak attack on the other party. Instead, he politely reminded the other party.

"This... sir? I wonder if you'd be interested in a comparison? Of course, I'll still make a move if you disagree."

Hearing the sound behind him, the Enderman holding the cube turned around and looked at the human who suddenly appeared in front of him with a puzzled look.

"Guwu——"

"Hiss, he's not a human after all?"

Seeing that thoroughly black face, Tartaglia realized that this was probably an indigenous creature in this other world that looked like a human.

"Since it's not human, there's no need to release the water."

Tartaglia was full of fighting spirit in his heart, and he looked at the Enderman provocatively with fighting spirit in his eyes.

The Enderman, who was originally holding the cube with a calm expression, suddenly became extremely manic after looking at Tartaglia, and rushed towards him screaming and roaring.

"Hey, just in time!"

Tartaglia raised his hands, and the Water God's Eye on his waist lit up. Water elements quickly condensed in his palms. However, before the water elements condensed into the outline of the two swords, there was a hissing sound, and the water elements lingering in Tartaglia's hands were evaporated into two balls of water vapor.

Tartaglia's eyes widened instantly: "Where's my water element?!"

Before he could recover from the surprise of the water element being evaporated, the Enderman came to him screaming.

Tartaglia hurriedly raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, brother, I'm not ready yet!"

Bang!

The Enderman just raised his arm holding the cube, and Tartaglia felt as if he was hit by a speeding carriage. His chest felt tight, and the scene in front of him was rapidly receding.

On the other side, the doctor was squatting beside a rock wall, using the scalpel he carried with him to cut a small hole in the nether rock, and using elemental vision to examine the internal structure. The results of the exploration surprised him a little.

"Hmm? There's not even a trace of water in the soil of this world. Even in the Ember Sea, you can find some traces of water. This world is really..."

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object breaking through the air was heard behind the doctor, interrupting his monologue. The doctor had just raised his head when a very familiar figure rushed past from the right and crashed into the rock wall in front of him, creating a small human-shaped pit.

"Ahem..."

Tartaglia covered his chest and staggered down from the wall. He landed unsteadily and knelt on one knee on the ground with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Tartaria?!"

The doctor looked at Tartaglia, who was kneeling on one knee in front of him, in astonishment, and asked in amazement, "What happened? Why are you injured?"

The Doctor was very surprised by Tartaglia's injury. You know, Tartaglia is one of the strongest Fatui executives, but he was injured less than a minute after he was separated from him. How terrifying must the enemy's strength be?

"Don't get me wrong..."

Tartaglia struggled to stand up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked fiercely at the Enderman behind the doctor who was still roaring madly: "It was just a little accident."

"What happened?" The doctor was a little confused. He turned around and saw the frantic Enderman. He frowned and said, "A local creature? I didn't expect it could actually hurt you."

"It's just a sneak attack."

Tartaglia dusted himself off and walked up to the doctor, raising his hand to signal him to step back.

"You need to move back. It's easy to get hurt standing here. Since they're trying to sneak up on you, I have to be more serious next time."

After saying that, Tartaglia opened his arms again, and the Water God's Eye on his waist shone with unprecedented light. A large amount of water elements poured out from the Eye of God and condensed into the outline of a double-edged sword in front of him.

When the Enderman standing in the distance saw that Tartaglia still had the strength to resist, he disappeared from the sight of the two in an instant.

When the doctor saw that the Enderman could teleport, he frowned and reminded Tartaglia.

"Water elements don't exist in this world, so they probably can't be used normally. You'd better use other means."

When Tartaglia heard what the doctor said, he had no doubt at all, because the double-edged sword he had just condensed was suddenly evaporated into a ball of water vapor like before. He yelled at the doctor in a somewhat collapsed manner.

"Next time, tell me if you have any information sooner!"

As soon as Tartaglia finished speaking, the Enderman suddenly appeared in front of him. With a raise of his arm, Tartaglia flew backwards again.

The Enderman did not stop after this attack, but teleported behind the flying Tartaglia again, and threw another punch, knocking Tartaglia into the air. The Enderman also teleported over right after him.

The doctor stood on the surface, looking up at Tartaglia who was being hit continuously by the Enderman in mid-air, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I didn't expect the creatures in this world to be so strong."

Chapter 67: The Demon King's Arms

In the air, Tartaglia tried to curl himself into a ball, using his arms and legs to protect his vulnerable parts, but the Enderman's attack force still made him feel unbearable pain.

"That's it!"

A flash of lightning suddenly exploded on Tartaglia's body, and the scattered lightning attacked the Enderman like a snake. The Enderman quickly returned to the ground.

In mid-air, Tartaglia spread his limbs, and the lightning stayed on him for a moment before condensing into a black armor that wrapped his entire body.

As he raised his hand, the lightning floating around him fell into his hand and condensed into a double-edged sword.

Tartaglia looked down at the Enderman below, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Humph, I was originally planning to save this move for Lu Xiu, but now, I'm going to try it out on you first!"

Tartaglia, who was flying in the air, slowly raised his left hand, pointed his index finger at the Enderman, and said in a cold voice.

"Lightning strike."

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound from the sky, and a deep purple lightning fell towards the Enderman's head, but just as the lightning was about to touch the Enderman, the Enderman's figure disappeared again.

"Humph, I've seen enough of this kind of trick."

The moment he saw the Enderman disappear, Tartaglia also moved and moved backward at a speed almost like teleportation. Almost at the moment he disappeared, the Enderman appeared behind his original position.

"It's behind you!"

Tartaglia's figure appeared behind the Enderman, raised the long knife in his hand and chopped it down at the Enderman's back.

The knife, wrapped in thunder, hit the Enderman hard. It let out a shrill scream and then disappeared.

"Did you run away?"

Tartaglia narrowed his eyes and observed his surroundings vigilantly. He flew in the air and waited for a long time but the figure of the Enderman did not appear. But strangely, the roar of the Enderman still echoed in his ears, like a maggot on his tarsal that could not be shaken off.

After waiting for a long time without seeing the shadowy figure appear, Tartaglia slowly landed beside the doctor, crossed his arms in frustration and cursed, "Damn it, it just ran away when it saw it couldn't win, right? It has no martial ethics."

The doctor chuckled softly, "If we continue fighting, it's hard to say who will win. The Evil Eye is taking too much of a toll on your body. You won't be able to maintain this form for long."

Tartaglia, however, was nonchalant: "But it's enough for me to kill it."

"is it?"

The doctor did not refute but did not agree either. Just from the brief battle just now, he found that this dark monster seemed to be very sensitive to long-range attacks. It could dodge any long-range attack no matter how fast it was. Coupled with its ability to teleport, it was enough for it to dominate the continent of Teyvat.

"What should we do next? Should we continue investigating in this damn place?"

Tartaglia looked around. Apart from the red magma and red rocks, there was almost no grass here. The only creature they encountered here was the Enderman just now.

"You were seriously injured in the battle just now. Let's forget about it this time. Go back and prepare for the experiment on Ba Che."

Of course, Tartaglia fully agreed with the proposal to leave. He didn't want to stay in this space where water elements could not be used for a moment.

Just as he was about to engage the Demon King's armed forces, the familiar black shadow appeared behind him again. Seeing the Enderman appear, the doctor just opened his mouth to remind Tartaglia, but the Enderman raised his hand and hit Tartaglia hard on the back.

Tartaglia, who was caught off guard, collided directly with the doctor, and both of them hit the solid rock wall.

"Damn monster."

As soon as Tartaglia jumped down from the rock wall, the Enderman attacked again. This time, Tartaglia was prepared and raised the double-edged sword in his hand to block the Enderman's attack path and blocked its attack.

But before Tartaglia could feel proud, the heavy force hit him again through the long sword.

Tartaglia couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood into his mask, and his vision was instantly dyed red.