The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

After breathing for a while, I attacked the ogre again.

The strength and frequency of the attacks have been relatively weakened, but they have attacked the weakness of the ogres every time.

The weakness of the ogre is somewhat similar to the weakness of human beings. They are all facial features and crotch, but apart from the big mouth, the other four senses appear to be much more compact. If there is no blocking, they can achieve accurate hits. , But the ogre's protective measures for these weaknesses were not air-tight. They would rather sacrifice their arms and legs than would harm them.

So the only remaining weakness is the crotch.

But the problem is that the ogre's crotch is also very compact, and even so compact that it can hide this deadly position with a slight change in walking posture.

Therefore, compared with the airtight facial features that are guarded, the weakness under the crotch is almost seamlessly protected.

Therefore, in the attack of more than a quarter of an hour, I was unable to succeed.

It did cut out the skin of the ogre with superficial wounds. In some places, the guards were rarely broken, and bright red blood flowed out.

"Awesome, you fellow!" I whispered with a grin.

The ogre didn't want me to express any admiration, but stared at a pair of red eyeballs the size of a fingernail and roared.

In the roar, the wooden sticks slammed and smashed in disorder, smashing the surrounding sand and rocks, flying all over the sky.

"Roar!"

"Roar!!"

"Roar!!!"

A roar that was stronger than a roar showed that it was getting more and more angry.

It's just that under my faster dodge, he attacked like a thunder, but it was useless.

However, the more so, the ogre becomes more and more angry. In the deafening roar, the swing speed of the stick has reached its limit, but it seems to ignore one thing, that is, the stick is durable .

Hearing a click, the waist-thick wooden stick flew out diagonally.

The weapon of the ogre was broken.

As for the weapon that suddenly became lighter, the ogre showed great doubts, and even forgot to attack, standing coldly on the spot, turning his head mechanically, and staring blankly at the weapon in his hand.

This series of actions gave me an opportunity.

Taking advantage of his stunned time, I bullied myself and jumped up high, aiming at the ogre's facial features, which was a slash.

I know that the ogre skin is rough and hard to deal with, but its weaknesses can't be as unbreakable as the skin.

The light of the knife slashed across the face of the ogre, leaving deep wounds on its face. The blood mixed with the muddy liquid, slowly dripped, indicating that the ogre had lost its light.

Its two small pairs of eyeballs were chopped up.

Suddenly losing the light, the ogre couldn't contain it and let out a terrifying roar, and it was frightening.

It is like a headless fly, constantly waving the broken wooden stick, launching the most violent attack in all directions.

For about half an hour, the ogre sat on the ground, his big mouth continuously gasping, and the big beads of sweat crackled and fell, and it was exhausted.

Without hesitation, I took the opportunity to swing up the knife and slashed at the position of the ogre's eyes.

The knife gang was mercilessly pierced into its eyes. After a muffled sound, one of the heads of the ogre let out a miserable howl, while the other one died before even the miserable howl.

Ogres who died with a head were obviously angry and angry. Their IQ was worrying. After losing a head, not only their IQ became lower, but their personality became more cruel. Get up-it's right to think about it. Originally, two heads were thinking about things, but they could hesitate a little bit because of different opinions when they happened. Now it's okay. There is one less head, and there is no room for hesitation. Can be reckless, anyway, there is no other head to stop it.

Thinking about it this way, I seem to have done a good thing for the ogres!

But obviously, the ogre doesn't appreciate it, it just wants to find the adventurer who made it into this miserable picture, then grab the opponent, chew it and eat it.

Seeing it exhausted its last trace of strength and was going to be scribbling in front of it, I couldn't help but think of what some adventurers call an ogre-stupid big man.

Without the skin that resists beatings and incredible power, the ogre would not even have the ability to stand on the 28th floor.

As the ogre went mad, I found that with its head, its control over the body seemed to weaken.

Although it seems that a head is missing, the ogre's movements have become more crisp and swift, but the coordination between the movements has become lower.

Probably on weekdays, which side of the head it is used to, which side of the problem it thinks about, and has reached a tacit understanding.

But I think it’s not beautiful, and it’s easy to become a cumbersome. Let me say, one head can be responsible for physical actions and one head can be responsible for thinking. Then the two heads come in shifts. Today you are in charge of the body, and tomorrow you are in charge of thinking. , Or shifts once a week, so that the situation at hand will not appear.

After venting for a long time, an ogre with his head still alive staggered to his feet, picked a direction casually, and walked over aimlessly.

The ogre didn't seem to want to continue, however, my battle did not end.

After charging up, I attacked again.

This time, it was aimed at the disclosure of another branch of the ogre, and the killing intent was still condensed in the shape of a knife.

Accompanied by a soft pop, the sword cut into the head of the ogre smoothly.

After a roar, the ogre fell to the ground feebly, and after a while, there was no movement.

Immediately, its huge body turned into fly ash and disappeared.

Ogre, killed in battle.

Leaning against the wall, sitting slumped on the ground, breathing heavily and wiping sweat.

To be honest, the ogre is not a deadly monster, but it is too difficult to deal with. Its rough skin is strong and powerful. Any of these can become the characteristics of a powerful monster. However, the ogre has These points are all gathered in one place.

If anyone has the patience, can conquer the ogres, let them be a meat shield, and take the lead, it can greatly reduce the adventurer's losses.

Of course, I want to return. The IQ of the ogre is very low, so low that I don’t know how to surrender. I only know how to recklessly, and I can run away if I can’t do it. It’s almost impossible to let it surrender—unless like Xiaozhi. , Enabling Lingzhi, even if you can't speak, as long as you can communicate with humans smoothly, it's okay, but unfortunately, there may not be many mutant creatures like Xiaozhi in the entire dungeon.

The idea of ​​naturally taming the ogre as a meat shield is impossible to talk about.

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