Until the sky was getting brighter, Mo Bei didn't encounter any more monsters.
"I'm pretty lucky, I survived another night..." At this time, Mo Bei had long lost the excitement he felt when he first put on the hard leather armor, and only felt more tired than before after working the night shift.
After all, this night, besides fighting desperately, he was also alert to the emergence of danger, and he never stopped. Even though his recovery power was several times higher than before, it was still too much for him. The exhaustion of his body kept calling him to find a bed to sleep, but There is no bed at the moment. .
With the faint light of the sky, Mo Bei looked at the place he was in. It was no different from the wasteland he was in yesterday.
"Is there an end to this damn place... or am I just going around in circles..."
Mo Bei felt depressed, wondering if he would really die here. This mood made his steps heavier, but he didn't want to sit down and rest because he was afraid that he would be unable to walk even more if he became sleepy.
"I have never harmed anyone in my life... Why are you leaving me here... Could this be just a dream? I die here and wake up in the bed at home..." Mo Bei began to feel trance-like. He began to feel that all this was illusory, "That's right... time travel and all that, it's too ridiculous..."
But the touch of the sword hilt in his hand was so real. .
Mo Bei continued to work hard and walked forward. Not far in front of him was a low hillside. On the hillside stood several exposed gray-white boulders. The largest one was about five or six meters high. Mo Bei was I want to find a high place to have a distant view and then decide where to go.
When he walked about 200 meters away from the hillside, he hesitated to circle half a circle to check the situation behind the hillside. But he was too tired now and thought that even if there was a monster, I would just kill it, so he stepped forward with his sword. .
When they climbed twenty meters away from the boulder, two fiery red shadows suddenly appeared from behind the boulder, holding small knives. When they spotted Mo Bei, they were all stunned.
"Oh... it's really weird. Go! Call your adults out, don't tell me I'm bullying you!" Mo Bei raised his sword and pointed at the two fallen demons, and began to taunt.
"Lakanixiu!" Two fallen monsters shouted and rushed towards Mo Bei with small knives raised.
Mo Bei held his sword at his side and stepped forward with one foot. He planned to wait and wait for them to rush over and strike with two swords. "Facing the wind... Damn it!!!"
Before Mo Beibo finished pretending, he turned around and ran away with a strange cry. He saw a large group of fiery red figures rushing out from behind the boulder. They were so many that they bumped into each other. Mo Beibo glanced back and saw that there were definitely no less than twenty Sinking Demons behind him. The boulder At this moment, there were two fallen magic wizards holding goat-headed staffs and looking at him with smiles.
Mo Bei ran about two hundred meters, his breathing became more and more intense, and his chest was gradually filled with a spicy taste. Looking back, he saw that the Sinking Demon had no intention of stopping chasing him.
"Damn it, these little short legs can run so fast! If I continue like this, I will be dragged down. I can't die so cowardly!"
In the two days since he came to this world, everything he encountered has filled the body of Mo Bei, a happy-go-lucky otaku, with the blood of fighting!
He stopped and turned around, taking a deep breath to adjust. At the same time, he looked around for available terrain, but there wasn't even a larger stone around.
The group of Sinking Demons rushed in front of him in an instant. Mo Bei roared and rushed directly into the group of monsters. He slashed his sword across the ugly faces of the two Sinking Demons. He immediately screamed twice and fell to the ground, and was rushed from behind. The fallen demon stepped on the ground.
Mo Bei swung his sword in the opposite direction, and another Sinking Demon Sword fell over.
At this time, the Sinking Demon's Pian'er knife was on him, and his pants were cut open at the thigh, leaving a rolling wound on his leg. Mo Bei immediately returned the favor and slashed his neck with a fiery red sword. The ugly head flew out. "Ah!" He was stabbed twice more in the leg. The pain made him almost kneel down on one knee. He lowered his waist to stabilize his body, and then slashed out two swords, cutting several fallen demons to the point of being injured and about to retreat.
Mo Bei, whose eyes were filled with bloodshed, advanced instead of retreating and swept across with another sword. The wind of the sword forced a group of fallen demons to slow down their momentum.
Mo Bei roared like a crazy demon and slashed wildly in the pile of monsters. The group of fallen demons that he killed with the power of one man were in a retreat.
"Boom!" There was an explosion, and Mo Bei felt like he was wrapped in a ball of flames. Severe burning pain came from his face. At the same time, the explosion rushed him away and fell to the ground.
It's the Sinking Demon Wizard!
Mo Bei fell to the ground, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable. He couldn't stand up for a moment, but the group of timid fallen demons rushed up to him with screams and wanted to cut him into pieces.
He raised his sword and tried to rise, but was surrounded by a group of fallen demons who hacked at him.
The sharp blade came in front of him, and he subconsciously raised his left arm to protect his head and face. His left arm was immediately slashed and bloody. Fortunately, the torso was protected by hard leather armor, and the knife could only leave white marks on the leather armor.
The approach of death inspired his final ferocity. Although he could not get up, he knelt on the ground, raised his sword and swung out another sword. Three Sinking Demons fell over, and he was also among the other Sinking Demons. He fell to the ground after being struck and slashed.
"I'm not a dead loser..." Looking at the red shadows in front of him, he felt that he had tried his best, and it was not a loss!
