Chapter 135

Absolutely returning to the basics.

It pierced through the BOSS's body.

*Swish!!!*

Su Ming’s slash was too fast.

Fast to the point of life and death in an instant, fast to the point of being an absolute instant.

That huge mass of maggots disintegrated in an instant.

Subsequently, the entire massive behemoth composed of fish schools collapsed with a roar.

Mournful screams whimpered from the mouths of the ten thousand fish, all the fish gills flapping frantically, as if they were already suffocating.

Finally, the fish schools turned into rotten meat and flying ash, vanishing from the human world.

On the field, only a huge pool of sludge and blood remained, along with the poisonous fish scale rain falling from the sky.

The terrifying power of the Legendary-grade skill, Killing God’s Single Blade, was manifested to the maximum.

Allowing Su Ming, a Third-Turn, to have the ability to slay a Fourth-Turn hidden BOSS!

No other skill could have ended this scene in one hit.

Only... Killing God’s Single Blade!

It was even more powerful than the Dragon-Slaying Art after its power was exponentially amplified!

Su Ming’s Spirit was completely exhausted, a warmth at the tip of his nose; he touched it lightly and was actually bleeding from the nose.

The three temporary weapons flying and spinning in the sky shattered with a roar, scattering into the heavens and earth.

Without Spirit to maintain them, the temporary weapons from [Extraction Art] immediately disintegrated.

And Su Ming’s Sword Control ability could no longer be activated.

The poisonous scale rain in the sky was still attacking.

Without the protection of the flying swords, Su Ming could only hold his own weapon and swing his sword to block the poisonous rain.

*Clatter, clatter, clatter!*

The dense sound of rain was continuous.

Although the BOSS was dead, the Ten Thousand Scale Poison Rain skill it activated in its final moment was still falling like a waterfall.

The poisonous rain poured down, and no one could be spared; this was a continuous skill.

The range was huge, and there was nowhere to hide.

One could only survive through defense.

*Ding, ding, ding, ding!*

The sound was crisp.

Su Ming swung his sword to block frantically.

It was too difficult because he had no Spirit left and couldn't activate skills.

He could only rely on the super-fast speed of basic attacks to barely block the poisonous rain!

*Clack, clack, clack.*

Even though the hard scales were like steel, they were still shattered by the slashes.

The moment they touched the Frost-Flame broken sword, the scales would spark and even dissolve directly into flying ash.

Because the temperature of the blade was too high.

With the cold and hot blade damage, these scales shattered almost upon contact.

First frozen and brittle, then shattered by high heat; who could withstand that?

Suddenly, an iron hammer behind Su Ming flew out like a spirit snake, helping him shatter the poisonous rain around him.

"Protective Spirit Hammer?"

Su Ming’s expression was slightly happy.

That's right, this thing was the most loyal and could automatically defend without Spirit.

Just like that, more than ten seconds passed.

Finally, the poisonous rain dissipated.

Su Ming had been pierced by 4 scales, almost triggering the Death Mark effect.

Fortunately, with the departure from the combat state, the Death Mark BUFF layers returned to zero.

The gloomy rain gradually dispersed, and the sun shone down.

[Successfully defeated hidden BOSS!]

[Experience +155263]

A Fourth-Turn BOSS usually provides at least 3 million experience points.

But in this battle, there were too many participants; after equal division, the experience distributed to Su Ming naturally seemed less.

However, Su Ming was the man who caused the highest damage on the field, so there was a slight reward bonus.

So the proportion of experience he received was actually higher than others.

"Said ten minutes... then ten minutes."

Su Ming’s expression was cold, his eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke.

Surviving the disaster, he turned to look.

The scene before him made his pupils tremble slightly.

He saw poisonous scales everywhere, dense and numerous; there was no place to step!

In the very center of the Lizardman group stood a burly man.

He was covered in poisonous scales, pierced through his body, his frame riddled with holes.

He was bleeding from his seven orifices, his flesh a blur.

His back was covered in scales, looking like a hedgehog.

Wuka Patriarch... Tuo Gang.

He was bloodless, his whole body rotting, already deeply poisoned.

"Patriarch... why did you save us?"

"Patriarch!!"

"Patriarch, you... cannot die!"

"You are much stronger than us and can continue to protect our tribe in the future; how can you trade your life for our survival?"

"We are all incompetent... incompetent..."

Someone wailed and pounded the ground.

"Fa... ther..."

Tuo Zhan also crawled over, his eyes filled with tears.

There were only twenty-something warriors left on the field.

All of them were protected by Tuo Gang using his last bit of strength.

After he heavily injured the BOSS with [Tribe-Protecting Tyrant Slash], his stamina was also exhausted.

He saw the poisonous rain covering the sky.

He immediately judged that this was the BOSS's strongest skill.

If he didn't stop it, the whole tribe would be wiped out!

He made a decisive decision and turned to protect his tribesmen.

But after using [Tribe-Protecting Tyrant Slash], his stamina was completely exhausted, not a bit left, and he was completely unable to continue fighting; he was very weak!

So he could only burn his life essence and forcibly use his last skill [Violent Lizard Tail Slash]!

And it was a halved-power version.

A skill with reduced power wasn't enough to kill people.

But it was enough to protect people.

He turned into a tornado of wind, stirring all the scales and protecting his tribesmen.

Like a large umbrella, shattering all the scale rain.

But he was also seriously injured.

Only his last breath remained.

He protected everyone, but he didn't protect himself.