The monster that swallowed one of its arms was much weaker, but compared with ordinary people, its speed and power are still fatal.

After the monster swallowed his arm, he raised his other arm and rushed straight towards me. Since the injuries on his body were basically caused by me, it was not surprising that his actions were not surprising.

I hurriedly put Duangang across my body, and the monster's arm fell heavily, and the thick white bone scales suddenly hit Duangang's sword.

I felt an irresistible force coming from the broken steel grip and my chest, and the next second I flew backwards.

Oh my God, I feel like I'm hit from the front by a steam walking robot. I feel my tissues are torn, my bones are broken, and my internal organs must be injured.

I was still in the air, and I was already vomiting blood.

The blood was connected in mid-air into a line and fell straight on the beach, which was very obvious.

"How are you, Savos?"

Jiabaiwei's slightly nervous voice came from not far away. I held the Broken Steel tightly and slowly got up from the ground.

"I'm fine, add Bai Wei," I said loudly, enduring the pain in my body.

"It's fine," I relaxed when I heard Gabaiwei's voice, and it seemed that my disguise was pretty good.

Seeing that the monster not far away was about to launch a new round of attacks, I decided to turn the defense into an offensive.

After barely squeezing a smile at Jiabaiwei, I raised Duangang high, took a deep breath, and rushed towards the monster not far away.

I held the broken steel, inhaled and exhaled, and ran as hard as I could. My body's self-repair ability must be far beyond that of ordinary people. At first, I could feel a strong smell of blood and tingling sensation, but soon the feeling began to weaken rapidly until it completely disappeared.

When I rushed to the front of this evil creature, most of the wounds on my body were no longer bleeding or painful, and there were only some places in my body that were causing a vague pain.

"Try this, you ugly thing," Although there was no magical technique, the sword technique learned in Valentiary was still firmly engraved in my mind. I flexibly provoked the broken steel and stabbed the ugly creature's head with a sword.

The monster raised its right arm and easily blocked the sword I stabbed. The long sword and the bone spur intersected, scraping out a series of sparks.

"Suka!" I sweared, the strength of the bone spurs on this thing was even more exaggerated than I thought.

I began to call for the light wind, and the power of nature quickly condensed in my hands. The best element I could think of when dealing with such hard armor was wind.

As for spells, there is no doubt that they are the rune javelin with the strongest penetration.

"Look at this, you ugly thing."

I kept screaming, hoping to attract the attention of the damn guy, and my right hand threw a javelin at his head.

After throwing the javelin, I was not idle either. My mental power started to activate rapidly under my conscious urging.

I began to call on the name I hadn't called for for a long time. Since I got it, I have been afraid to attract the attention of others. I know very well how attractive Mithril is in this world.

But now I have to use all my strength to solve this damn monster.

"Ikarantriel! I need your strength!"

I whispered, and the source of power composed of Ita alloy quickly emerged from my body and was firmly embedded in my chest.

Once again, my arms quickly covered the Ita crystal, and a long-lost sense of familiarity rose from my heart.

“mith!”

I called out the name of Miltese, and under the control of Ikarantrill, the Miltese Source quickly established a connection with me.

"Let's try this now..."

While I was muttering softly, I quickly outlined the runes. The javelin runes that I had already outlined thousands of times were quickly completed. With the loss of mental power, the mitril silver began to condense in my hands bit by bit, and finally turned into a mitril silver javelin that shone extremely in the moonlight.

It is so beautiful that it reveals dazzling silvery white under the moonlight, and the smooth and sharp spear tip seems to reflect the moonlight.

"Is that Mitsunian?" A somewhat harsh voice sounded from the beach. I turned my head and found that many awake nobles cast greedy eyes at me.

I frowned. These stupid guys are still thinking about the wealth of others.

But now is not the time to settle the score with them. I turned around and looked at the monster not far away. At least I had to wait for me to deal with the guy in front of me.

The javelin, which was entirely composed of strong winds, hit the monster's right arm, but only made a shallow pit on it.

I am not surprised by this. The bone scales on this monster can confront the broken steel without being crushed or cut off, which is enough to show that its hardness is on the same level as the broken steel.

The rune javelin cannot penetrate the broken steel, and naturally it cannot penetrate its scales.

"It seems that the wind can't do anything to you, right?" I sneered at it a few times, and raised my right hand again, "Then you try this!"

As I finished speaking, I mobilized all my strength and threw out the Misilian javelin on my right hand with force.

Compared with the Storm Javelin, the javelin made of Mithril may not be that fast, but I believe its power must be much greater than that of the Storm Javelin.

And I also attached a small gift to it. Thanks to Mithril's good magical nature, I portrayed several fire-type rune bombs on the javelin.

The monster obviously had no intelligence. When it saw another javelin flying over, it raised its right arm indifferently.

Hopefully the Mithril Javelin will teach it a big lesson.

Under everyone's gaze, the Mirsin javelin and the monster's huge right arm collided fiercely. Mirsin did not disappoint his strongest metal name and easily penetrated the monster's arm.

The pain made the monster roar in anger, but its roar lasted for only a short while and was interrupted by several consecutive explosions.

The bombs stuck on the rune javelin on its arm exploded together, and flames gushed out, directly breaking its arm.

“It looks good, ha?”

I smiled, and a long esoteric sword quickly condensed into shape in my left hand.

There is a saying in the empire, I think you all have heard it, "Kill the enemy while it is weak."

The monster just broke an arm, and there was no better chance to chase than this.

"Come and try my new weapon, you stupid thing."

I jumped gently, and the sword drew a long arc in the air, slashing it at its neck with great accuracy.

This monster is worthy of Strad's "glory". Even with the help of the impact of the fallen force, the Mithril Sword could not cut off its head with one sword.

But that doesn't matter. Broken steel in my right hand followed closely and slashed heavily on the Misilian sword.

The Misilian sword with a one-handed sword could not bear the weight of Duangang. Under the heavy blow of Duangang, the entire monster's neck was cut into two pieces.

The monster that was rushing around suddenly stopped, a deformed head rolled out several meters away, and the whole body also hit the ground with a bang, splashing a pile of sand.

"Huh," I put away the Mitsunian Sword, quickly dispersed it while everyone was not paying attention, then clapped my hands and jumped off the monster's back.

"Be careful, Savos!"

Jiabaiwei's anxious voice came from in front of me, and he looked anxious, and his fingers kept pointing behind me.

I looked back knowingly and found that the monster's corpse had begun to rot, and some blood-red worms emerged from its body, pounced on me with a yellow-green pus.

“auir!”

I hurriedly called the flame and slapped out a cone-shaped flame with force.

Doing this will greatly consume my mental power, but now the situation is urgent and I can't take care of that much.

The cone-shaped flame quickly spread out, and all the bugs that were in contact with the flame quickly turned into ashes after a sharp scream.

"You disgusting thing," I took this opportunity to quickly distance myself from the rotten corpse, and at the same time fire rune arrows were fired, igniting all the rotten corpses that smelled.

After confirming that no other bugs emerged from it, I breathed a sigh of relief and came to Jiabaiwei. "The plague-source believers are silent," I said, "It seems that the death of this corpse scared them."

"I think so," Gabaiwei laughed twice and reached out to me, "I have to thank you, Savos, for saving us all."

"Don't be so arrogant, add Bai Wei," I reached out and shook him gently, "I just did what I should have done."

"What should we do next?" asked Gabaiwei, "should we take advantage of the victory to fight these cultists?"

"That's true," I nodded, "but we'd better be careful. These cultists are far more familiar with this island than we do, and we'd better wait until..."

"You are going to enter the island!?" A sharp voice interrupted our conversation. I turned my head impatiently. A somewhat obese middle-aged man looked at us with panic, "You can't leave us!"

"Sir," Gabawei walked over and said patiently: "It is precisely because we are protecting you that we have decided to go into the island to wipe out these cultists."

"Then who will protect us!" the middle-aged nobleman shouted angrily, "Does it depend on ourselves?"

"A portion of my crew will stay, and they will be responsible for keeping you safe."

"I'm not a fool, Captain Gabaiwei," the nobleman shook his head. "I just saw it. All of you here have only barely repelled their attacks. If you walk away some of them, we will definitely not be able to stop them."

I looked at him impatiently, and at the same time frowned and looked around. His voice was quite loud, and the content of the conversation had attracted the attention of many passengers.

Many passengers ran over, surrounded us, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"This lady, this gentleman," Gabawei explained patiently, "we must enter the island, we don't know..."

"We've all stopped what you said just now. Are you planning to sacrifice us!"

More and more voices were mixed together, and the originally orderly discussion quickly became chaotic.

Jia Baiwei's face became more and more gloomy. Finally, he raised his rifle and fired a shot into the sky.

"Enough!"

His roar and gunfire echoed on the beach, and all the passengers suddenly became quiet, and many people had already begun to retreat in fear.

"They have only two people! Even if they are added, there are not many crew members!" At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd, "We have hundreds of people! Why are we afraid of them? They can't kill us all!"

His words obviously bewitched many passengers. The fear on many people's faces was quickly replaced by a proud look. They pressed them back step by step and surrounded us again.

"Or, you stay here," a well-proportioned, bearded and gray-haired old nobleman came out of the crowd and looked at us and said, "Or, you and those crew members handed over your weapons."
To be continued...