"Sir, this is it."
The woman stopped in front of a door. Compared with the doors of other villagers, that door looked a bit grand, but for Wu Ling, who had lived in Spirit City for six years, it was just like that.
"Okay, you step back, but don't stay too far away from me, just three to five meters."
Wu Ling asked the woman to back off in order to be wary of her, but no matter how Wu Ling looked at that woman, she was just an ordinary person, so she had limited vigilance. And if no clues could be found from Gao Jianli, then as the only clue, she couldn't let her run away, so there was a distance of three to five meters.
After the woman backed away, Wu Ling kicked the door, and the wooden door shattered. But at the same moment, a pair of big green hands suddenly passed through the broken door and grabbed Wu Ling's ankles.
Wu Ling's pupils shrank. He obviously didn't feel any Soul Power behind the door, but the big hands and the figure that gradually emerged from the dust told Wu Ling that this was a personal fact.
Xiao Hong, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly jumped out of the shadow of Wu Ling. Wu Ling and Xiao Hong instantly changed their positions, and then Xiao Hong evaded the opponent's capture this time by returning to Wu Ling's body.
All of this happened in just a few seconds. Although on the surface it seemed that nothing happened to Wu Ling, one of Wu Ling's life-saving skills was exposed to the eyes of the enemy before the official battle began.
The woman behind Wu Ling was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. Wu Ling, who had been focusing part of his attention on guarding the woman, had doubts in his heart.
"If she and the person inside had attacked me from both sides just now, even if it was Spirit Skill with Clone Swap, I would have been injured at least a little bit. But what she is doing now, why does it feel like she is no different from ordinary people?
That body without a trace of energy clearly indicates that she is a dead person, but her actions are undoubtedly ordinary people. Even if it is to gain my trust, the murderer behind the scenes must have wronged himself too much."
Just when Wu Ling was thinking wildly, the figure walked out of the door. At the first sight of that person, Wu Ling frowned, with surprise and disgust in his eyes, but more importantly, anger!
I saw that the "person" was nearly three meters tall, and the skin all over his body was mainly cyan, and was covered with large and small corpse spots. But compared to the bruises and corpse spots, what Wu Ling was more concerned about was the scars on that guy's body that were similar to stitches.
The face was just like what the woman said. There were no eyes in the monster's eye sockets, but the thick long arms that could touch the ankles when standing up and the high swollen belly didn't listen to what the woman said at all.
The monster roared first, but made no sound at all. Then he waved his gibbon-like arms and swatted at Wu Ling.
Wu Ling ducked sideways, then swung his knife and slashed at the monster's neck.
Originally, under Xiao Fen's Reinforcement Magecraft, even the ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's sharp long knife could cut, but it was hindered the first time it came into contact with the monster's neck.
To Wu Ling, it felt like he was chopping up a lot of plastic bags with a dull knife.
Wu Ling Just wanted to pull out the knife and cut again, but the long knife only cut in a few centimeters, but it was as difficult to pull out as a kitchen knife stuck on a chopping board.
Although his body was so bloated, the monster was very flexible. He used his other arm to circle around the back and grabbed Wu Ling at an extremely weird angle.
There was no way, Wu Ling could only give up the long knife, but fortunately that long knife was one of his Spirit Skill. As the long knife stuck on the monster turned into countless particles and disappeared, Wu Ling reached out and pulled out two new knives from the yellow First Soul Ring.
One of them was thrown into the shadow and given to Xiao Fen for enchantment, while Wu Ling used the other one to start dealing with it.
In this way, Wu Ling relies on its own body skills and the replacement with Xiao Lan Xiao Hong to constantly dodge the monster's attacks. After each dodge, Wu Ling will open a hole in the monster's neck at the cost of a long knife.
As the twelfth knife struck the monster's neck, Wu Ling suddenly found that he could pull out the knife.
But before Wu Ling could be happy, the monster suddenly began to tremble violently. Fearing that the monster would enlarge its attack, Wu Ling hurriedly stepped back seven meters away with the long knife in hand.
After retreating, Wu Ling discovered that the monster did not enlarge its moves, but the wound on the monster's neck where he slashed a circle began to gradually expand, and the skin of the monster's body began to surge like waves, as if something was about to break out of the body.
But Wu Ling waited for a while, but nothing came out of the body, only an explosion.
That's right, as the wounds on the monster's neck formed a circle, the monster suddenly exploded.
As the monster exploded, an unknown object shot towards Wu Ling. Wu Ling originally thought it was a piece of meat scattered after the explosion, but when he blocked it with a knife, he found that he was a bit wrong.
What kind of meat is that? It's obviously human skin! And it's the face of that monster!
When Wu Ling saw clearly what it was, he looked at the monster again and found that the monster that exploded just now was still standing there, but the appearance on his face was changed to that of a woman.
"And another piece of skin?!"
Although the body of the female-faced monster exploded except for its face, it did not change much from before. It was just that the wound on her neck became slightly shallower, and then with a surge, the monster exploded again.
It exploded ten times, and the monster's appearance also changed ten times.
Wu Ling originally wanted to go up and chop a few times while the monster was exploding, but when he got closer, he discovered that in addition to the skin, the monster would also splash out some kind of light yellow viscous liquid similar to body fluids when it exploded.
In the end, Wu Ling, who has a slight mysophobia, just watched the monster explode there, waiting for him to finally finish the tenth floor.
And with the multiple explosions, the monster's body not only did not shrink, but actually felt slightly expanded.
The most important thing was the wound on the monster's neck. There was still a circle of wounds, but the wounds were as small as a needle.
Looking at the monster that had been exploded, Wu Ling squeezed the handle of the knife in his hand hard, and said to himself in a suppressed angry tone, "I said why it feels wrong to cut down, I said why I didn't meet a villager along the way, I said why I can't feel your Soul Power that is hidden deep inside your body, so that's it!
Wearing the skins of all the villagers in the entire village on your body, the defense of nearly a hundred layers of skin, and the cover of nearly a hundred layers of skin, have you created such a monster..."
After saying that, Wu Ling took a stance and said, "I've decided to send you on your way."
The monster seemed to feel Wu Ling's provocation, and with a silent roar, he charged forward again.