endless force

Chapter 406
There are a little more blue crystals in this zombie's brain than in the little girl's brain last time. It seems very likely that the stronger the zombie, the more blue crystals there will be in its head.

Mo Fan continued to walk down the stairs. When he reached the next floor, he glanced at the corridor, which was empty.

Now he still wanted to find a weapon like a kitchen knife to match the butcher's knife in his hand, so he began to walk through the rooms one by one, and finally found a door that was ajar.

Slowly pushing open the door, Mo Fan glanced at the situation in the room, it was in a mess, as if it had been ransacked by bandits.

Walking into the room, he searched around, entered the kitchen first, easily found a kitchen knife, and immediately combined it with the butcher's knife in his hand.

After the device is combined, the shape of the butcher's knife has not changed much, but the blade has become more slender, and the sharpness has reached a new height.

The five-in-one pig-killing knife is the best weapon Mo Fan can get at the moment, and there is no need to change weapons in a short time.

……

In the treasure dungeon, in the wilderness, a figure appeared out of thin air. This was a man who looked less than 30 years old. He had a white face and no beard, and his body was neither fat nor thin. His appearance was ordinary.

The only thing that impresses people is his two hands. There are many people with six fingers on one hand, but it is extremely rare for him to have six fingers in both hands.

The man looked around with cold eyes full of anger, frowned slightly, and whispered: "The breath disappears here, where did that guy go?"

I closed my eyes and felt it for a long time before opening my eyes and slowly shaking my head, "It seems that that guy is no longer in this world, has he completed his mission and left?"

"However, do you think that you can escape with my things like this? How naive!" The man sneered, and snorted coldly. His strength may reach an unimaginable level.

Afterwards, the man flipped his hand, and there was a light golden scroll-like thing in his hand. With a bit of resentment and resentment in his eyes, he said, "If I didn't know that you haven't eaten my baby, I wouldn't be willing to be with you." Use such precious things on this piece of garbage!"

Slowly tearing up the pale golden scroll in his hand, the figure of the man disappeared in place, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence again, as if he had never appeared before.

……

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the kitchen, Mo Fan finally found a clean box of biscuits, and was wandering around the room while eating.

Suddenly, a faint light flashed in front of his eyes, and a figure appeared in front of him. Even though the light in the room was not very bright, he still saw the conspicuous six fingers of the other party, twelve fingers to be precise.

"Predator?" Mo Fan asked subconsciously, frowning slightly.

The man looked at himself, and then at Mo Fan. In an instant, countless emotions flashed in his eyes, which were extremely complicated, but his face remained calm.

"Excuse me." He just nodded for a moment, then walked straight out the door.

"Hey, brother, wait." Mo Fan shouted calmly.

The man's face remained calm, he turned his head and said lightly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Under the premise that the strength is sealed, you must also know how difficult this dungeon is, why don't we work together?" Mo Fan asked with a smile.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately nodded with a smile, "But I'm very weak now, if you're not afraid of me holding you back, we can cooperate."

"That's good." Mo Fan nodded, and passed the biscuit in his hand, "Do you want to eat some of this? Replenish your energy."

The man glanced at the gleaming butcher's knife in Mo Fan's right hand, nodded, and stretched out his hand to pick up the biscuits. Suddenly, a strong wind rushed towards his face.

He hastily stepped back a few steps. Although his reaction was quick, his agility was only at the level of an ordinary person, and he was not used to it. The tip of the knife cut open his clothes, leaving a long bloodstain on his chest, scarlet blood flow out.

There was a trace of resentment on the man's face and he said, "Are you my superficial brother?"

"You are really the stupidest seventh-order predator I have ever seen!" Mo Fan smiled and rushed forward immediately.

Although he has only seen the seventh-order predator in front of him, it is meaningless. The one in front of him is definitely the stupidest, or the most inflated one. He dares to come in and make trouble for him without any understanding of this special world. It's really asking for death.

Especially at the beginning, when the person in front of him was going to pretend that nothing happened, and leave here safely, Mo Fan almost laughed out loud.

Although he was sealed in this dungeon, he could still communicate with Jiaolong Qitian in the sword seal. In the third second after the man appeared in front of him, Qitian's roar sounded like it was about to explode.

He frantically reminded him that this is not an ordinary predator that he has never met before, but the one who is so powerful that it is almost exaggerated... the seventh-order predator who trapped the dragon for seven days!
At the same time, he is also the owner of the crimson fruit, so the purpose of coming this time is very clear.But I don't know whether to say that this guy is unlucky, or should I say that this guy is so stunned that he just happened to break into this special and special world that can no longer be special!
If it were any other world, Mo Fan would definitely be like an ant in front of these seventh-level predators, the kind that could be trampled to death at any time.

Only in this world, not only is he not a vulnerable ant, but he can also... frantically chasing after this seventh-order predator and slashing wildly!
The man hurriedly dodged Mo Fan's attack, his expression was as aggrieved as if he had eaten shit. Maybe he never thought that, as a dignified seventh-level predator, one day he would be chased and hacked by a mere first-level predator. .

Under the circumstances that the attributes of both of them are the same as those of ordinary people, it is obvious that Mo Fan, who is holding a butcher's knife, is more powerful. The man has no room to resist at all, so he can only dodge in embarrassment.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment, let's discuss it, I think we can discuss it." The man became more and more embarrassed and had to give up face and dignity and shouted.

It's a pity that Mo Fan's slashing is in full swing, how can he listen to what the other party has to say? Wait a minute, like this kind of seventh-order predator who can distinguish the form in a few seconds and can stretch and bend, of course, the blood should be hacked as soon as possible. , a slight delay of one second may produce countless variables.

In the final analysis, Mo Fan only has one more powerful weapon than the opponent, rather than crushing in terms of attributes. Although the advantage is great, it has not yet reached the point where it cannot be overturned.

Then you must win in the safest way, without giving the opponent any chance to breathe!

(End of this chapter)