My daughter is amazing

Chapter 24. Shock and awe

Mr. Tank didn't know what happened before. The moment Luo Er drew out the sword, he was affected by that majestic coercion, and his whole body fell into a sluggish state.

Now that he came back to his senses, he looked at the empty streets around him, and asked a little puzzled:

"What about the monster? What about the big monster?"

"Chopped to death by me."

Rolle replied.

Mr. Tank suddenly took a breath and said with emotion:

"The powerhouse of the fourth rank is so terrifying!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and save the doctor."

The doctor is not dead yet, but his condition is very, very bad, but fortunately he still has a little sobriety, pointing his fingers weakly in a certain direction, and said weakly:

"Drugs... cold storage..."

Luo Er quickly ran over to search, and found an entrance to an underground cold storage in a pool of ruins, and quickly asked the tank to carry the doctor over.

The doctor then directed them to find three red, yellow, and blue reagents in the cold storage, and stirred them in a beaker until they turned into a puddle of dark green viscous liquid that was still bubbling.

The doctor managed to raise his hand.

"No, Dr. Wesley, is this really drinkable?"

Luo Er frowned and smelled the pungent smell like paraquat, and asked worriedly.

"Are you... or am I..."

Luo Er had to pour the glass of liquid into the doctor's mouth.

"I'd rather die than drink this shit."

Mr. Tank said seriously.

Miraculously, after the doctor drank the pesticide-like liquid, his complexion began to gradually improve, and even his speech became clearer.

"This is just...a clinical trial...phase...later...will add sugar..."

Are you still worried about patients refusing to take medicine at this time?

The two left the cold storage, found a fairly complete private house, settled the doctor down, and then went out to search for other survivors.

When they finished searching the block where the church was located, and then went to help nearby blocks, a plesiosaur with a slender neck flew in the night sky, and a burly figure in black armor jumped from its back.

He landed directly in the middle of the previous battlefield, looked around for a while, and after confirming that there was no danger, he took off his helmet, revealing an old face.

He is the old legendary powerhouse of the empire, the idol of Luo Er when he was young, and the master of Anheim with the title of 'Master of the Sword'.

"I'm actually late? Was the monster wiped out by Bishop Wesley? Didn't expect him to be so powerful in combat besides his outstanding contributions in the academic field?"

Anheim first carefully inspected the various traces left on the battlefield, then closed his eyes, spread out his own perception, and carefully savored the power fluctuations in the battlefield that had not completely dissipated.

Through these details, he can restore the general situation of the battle in his mind.

At this time, several soldiers from the town defense team also rushed to the scene. When they saw the legendary Master Anheim, their eyes lit up, and they all wanted to go up to chase stars.

Anheim quickly gestured for them not to move, and then continued to build the scene of the battle in his mind.

When the battle scene was almost restored, he opened his eyes again, his face became extremely solemn, and he murmured in a low voice:

"So strong! Both sides are..."

"This monster must be the heir of the evil god. The danger level is 8, or it may be 9?"

The empire divides the danger level of monsters into 10 levels, with level 10 being the highest, and the heir of the evil god as the apex of monsters, and level 8 being the worst.

And the danger level is 9, which means that the official recommendation is to use the digital eighth-level legend and the ninth-level saint to lead the crusade.

Fortunately they are extremely rare.

"Which sage made the move in time? If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid it would be inevitable."

"But why can't I feel the lingering aftertaste and residual coercion of that strong man's shot? This is too strange. Is there really someone who can control his own power to that level?"

After analyzing it, Anheim walked to a wall that had been cut in half, and gently stroked the remaining sword mark on it, his face showing deep shock and awe.

In his heart, a monstrous wave was set off.

This sword mark is only as long as a finger, very shallow, but it is the only mark left in the whole scene.

Anheim roughly calculated the height and size of the monster. Knowing that it was a huge monster, it can be deduced according to common sense that when fighting this monster, it will leave many traces and cause greater damage to the environment.

But the strong man who made the shot left only such a short and shallow mark, which meant that his power was hardly wasted, and all of his strength was used to the edge of the knife.

This is an extreme control and use of power.

Strictly speaking, this is a realm that human beings cannot reach theoretically, which is somewhat unreasonable and subverts the three views.

"Unbelievable, no...it's a magical skill!"

"Is this really the realm that humans can achieve? Is it the realm that swordsmanship can achieve? Or is it some kind of powerful holy object that has not been included by scholars?"

Anheim was more inclined to the latter judgment, but he still carefully broke off the brick with the sword mark on it, put it away carefully, and planned to take it back to experience and savor it carefully.

If he can comprehend something, he may hope to try to hit the next level at the end of his life.

After putting away the bricks, he turned his head to look at the soldiers who were still standing there, and cursed angrily and laughingly:

"Why are you staring at me, a bad old man? Why don't you go around and check?"

"Where is Bishop Wesley? I need to meet him."

The soldiers woke up like a dream, and hurriedly scattered away.

But not long after, a scream came from an alley in the distance.

Anheim heard the sound and rushed to see a soldier whose forehead was pierced by a slender tentacle...

But he didn't die, his body was moving like a marionette, with a strange and curious smile on his face, he staggered towards Anheim.

A squirming lump of flesh stuck to the back of his head, and more and more tentacles emerged from his back like poisonous snakes.

Luo Er's second sword that made up the knife was affected by the durability of the weapon, so it was not perfect, leaving a piece of meat that slipped through the net.

"Huh? It's just broken pieces. My old bones should be able to handle it."

Anheim drew out his saber and went up to meet him.

After a fierce battle, the monsters trying to revive were completely annihilated.

But Anheim also paid a very heavy price. His left shoulder, lower abdomen, and right thigh were pierced by tentacles, and the blood flow continued.

Those brave soldiers who came to help also died heroically...

"Huh~huh~ It seems that I... am really too old..."

"Phew~ Is this... the real horror of a danger level of 9? It's just... broken pieces..."

Panting for breath, Anheim realized that he no longer dared to imagine the mysterious strong man who faced the complete body of this monster.

(End of this chapter)