At Crow's shriek, Luo Fan reacted extremely quickly. The Swift Wind Boots' acceleration kicked in at once, and he dodged as fast as lightning.
Rumble.
Almost simultaneously, an attack struck the spot where Luo Fan had been hiding, blasting a huge crater into the ground.
"What was that?"
Luo Fan felt a surge of lingering fear. If he had reacted a little slower, or Crow's warning had come a little later, he would have been smashed to death.
An impact that powerful was absolutely beyond what his defenses could withstand.
Luo Fan looked toward where he had just been and saw a club as thick as an ordinary person's arm embedded deep in the ground.
The club was pitch-black all over, yet gleamed with a metallic luster.
"You actually dodged it?" Just then, a gruff voice rang out.
Immediately afterward, a huge Weird appeared and strode toward Luo Fan.
Luo Fan had been surveying the entire area, yet he hadn't seen how the other party had approached.
This Weird stood over two meters tall and wore enormous armor, but had a huge ox's head. Its thick horns were exceptionally sharp, and a heavy aura emanated from its body.
The Bull-Head Weird raised a hand, and the massive black club embedded in the ground flew straight back into its grasp.
A Weird that can talk? A Rule-Type Weird?
Do I have some innate sacred physique that attracts Rule Weirds?
Other people rarely encounter a Rule-Type Weird even in a year or more. Why do I run into them every few days? Looking at the powerfully built Bull-Head Weird, Luo Fan couldn't help grumbling inwardly.
"Well, young fellow? Since we've met, how about a contest of strength?"
The Ox-Head Ghost General pointed its massive black club at Luo Fan and said, "We'll