The ferocious flat-bottomed sharp-toothed hammer moved through the air.
Woo!!
It drew a blue-grey arc and hit the bare forehead of a muscular monster hard! The air exploded!
The hammer is pressed and Gear rotates, instantly activating the internal ignition device.
Only a loud bang was heard.
The green, high-temperature flames burst out, bloomed, and distorted the air.
The burly and muscular Prisoner Monster had his head blown to pieces on the spot. Pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere, and was burned to ashes in the flames.
With the terrifying impact, including the monster that was smashed, two other tall and thin monsters nearby screamed and were thrown several meters away.
Their bodies were stained with green fire, which could not be shaken off or extinguished. They were writhing and struggling on the ground in pain.
Wow!
When the surrounding monsters saw this, they all took a step back.
Immediately, they turned around and ran away.
But Gilan couldn't do what they wanted. He stepped forward, jumped up, swung his staff and hammer, and smashed it on the head of a spider-legged monster.
"Death!" he shouted violently.
A green afterimage fell from the sky, and the hammer struck the monster on the back of the head.
Bang!!
The huge force and explosion tore its upper body apart, and in the green firelight, it overturned the monster's body, causing it to fly into the air, spinning and hitting the ground.
The seven or eight bare human legs on its lower body were kicked and twitched in the mud, and soon it was burned to death in the flames.
The other monsters took the opportunity to run away, but Gilan did not pursue them.
He inserted the saber in his left hand into Alchemy Pocket, and the next second, the monsters suddenly turned their heads. Their whirlpool-like twisted faces seemed to cast invisible ferocious gazes.
Wow!
Without the deterrence of the ancient sabers, the monsters turned around and charged towards Gilan again.
Gilan stood up straight, holding a staff and hammer and looking coldly at him.
When these monsters approached, he pulled out his saber from Alchemy Pocket and raised it high to intimidate them.
Whoosh!
The monsters seemed to have been restrained by a restraining spell, and stopped in their tracks, unable to move forward in fear.
"Hahahaha!" Vivi flew around above Gilan's head, laughing loudly, pointing at the monsters and saying, "How stupid!"
Gilan took the opportunity to rush forward and struck down with a hammer.
The hammer roared and green flames burst out.
Kill a muscle monster again in seconds.
At this moment, the two Prisoner Monster on the left and right seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. They suppressed their instinctive fear of the saber and launched an attack on Gilan.
A spider-legged monster suddenly raised its head, no longer covering its face with its hands, revealing its twisted swirling face, and a cry-like scream suddenly erupted from the hollow in the center.
"Ha--"
The piercing scream spread and echoed in the forest.
Whoosh!
The strong wind driven by the sound waves raised the blond hair on Gilan's forehead and danced messily, but his eyes remained indifferent and his expression was indifferent.
It's like this terrifying scream, but it's just the breeze blowing in your face.
As Spirit Mystic, how could I be affected by this little trick that disturbs my mind?
"Don't make any noise!"
Gilan took a step forward, raised the staff hammer with one hand, and struck a horizontal blow, slamming into the chest of the spider-legged monster.
Bang!!
The screams stopped abruptly.
Broken arms, heads, and internal organ fragments suddenly spattered, and the blood mist turned into black smoke and ash in the firelight.
Stained with the residue of green fire, it blooms like Splendor fireworks.
The next second.
Gilan The soil beneath his feet loosened and bulged, and with a pop, a claw covered with fine scales emerged!
Trying to grab his ankles and drag him into the ground!
His eyes were lowered and he glanced indifferently.
Lift your leg and stomp it suddenly!
Poof!!
The claws of his hands were broken by one of his feet, and the broken parts were like mud, splattering black, smelly, dirty blood.
Gilan quickly bent down, grabbed his wrist, and pulled hard.
There was a crash.
The dirt was flying, and a tall and thin figure was forcibly pulled out of the ground like a carrot. It was thrown again, swung into the air, crossed a semicircle and was hit hard.
Boom!!
This Prisoner Monster was beaten to pieces and was twitching on the ground.
Gilan walked over and kicked him again, crushing his head on the spot!
But monster attacks followed one after another.
There was another dense sound behind me.
He turned around and saw three muscular monsters rushing towards them at the same time. Their muscular bodies were pressing down like three walls of flesh.
In the center, a heavy punch the size of a rugby ball came towards me!
Seeing this, Gilan also had fierce eyes.
He threw away the saber that had temporarily lost its intimidation, made a fist with his left hand, raised his arm and swung it out.
Bang!!
The two fists, one large and one small, collided directly, like two rocks colliding, making a muffled sound and causing air waves to spread.
Gilan's body was shaken and stood still.
On the other hand, the strong monster's fist was twisted and deformed, and its thick right arm was like a broken sausage. The muscles and skin were cracked, and it was torn and folded from the elbow joint!
"Fuck you!" Gilan kicked sideways. "Death!!"
Woo!!
"Bone Crusher" kicked him with all his strength, hitting him in the chest.
The muscular monster with a broken hand opened its chest and flew out upside down.
Crack!!
At the same time, Gilan took advantage of the situation and bent down to avoid the slaps from the two monsters on the left and right. He held Hammer of Justice and waved it with a cold face.
Bang! Bang!!
Two consecutive hammer blows hit their waist and abdomen.
Amidst the explosion, the two monsters separated at the waist.
At this time, the Green Gunpowder in the hammer bin is also exhausted.
Gilan didn't have time to reload, so he just continued killing with the empty staff and hammer.
Even without the blessing of explosions and flames, this heavy cane is still an extremely dangerous weapon in his hand!
Poof!
Hit it with a hammer, and the head of a tall, thin monster broke into pieces!
Gilan dodged and retreated, then turned around and kicked.
Another Prisoner Monster flew upside down and rolled.
"Wow--"
"Wow--wow--"
On the pine trees around the head, three or four short monsters have gathered, shouting vigorously, constantly attracting monsters.
Underneath, the tall figure became more and more brave as he fought, and the more he killed, the more ferocious he became.
About ten minutes later.
The little monsters no longer screamed, but just circled around the pine trees restlessly.
Because all the monsters below have been killed...
Gilan stood straight on the spot, holding the bloody staff and hammer, breathing heavily.
Everywhere on his body, including the tips of his hair, shoulders and trouser legs, were covered in disgusting and greasy blood residue. But those deep blue eyes remained as indifferent as ever.
All around were monster limbs, broken arms, twisted heads, and charred debris.
Fine ash was floating in the air, and a foul smell filled the air.
Gilan took a few breaths, suddenly pulled out a short-barreled revolver from his waist, and fired several shots at the top of his head without raising his head.
Bang bang bang!
The three short monsters fell down in response.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the last one wanted to run away, but was hit in the back by a shotgun blast. It screamed, flew several meters away, and landed in the pile of corpses like garbage.
"Hiss..."
"Huh..."
Gilan put away the gun and sat down tiredly under a pine tree.
Seeing this, Vivi made a bang sound, and returned to its original state from the light yellow smoke full of sulfur smell.
It twisted its waist and hips, silently approached its owner, and half-knelt on the ground. It took out a clean handkerchief from somewhere and gently wiped the sweat and blood on its owner's forehead.
Gilan glanced at Vivi, but did not scold him this time.