Slime Immortal

"Sister! Blessing from the Messenger!"

Three stones wrapped in leaves were thrown towards Semia with all her might.

While Semia dodged the attack from the rotten lizardman, she caught the stone. Her heart moved, and she instantly remembered that there was a blessed object given by the messenger Putu under the scales of her chest.

But would that messenger of nature really be willing to favor her, an executioner who only sees killing and death?

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Chapter 52: Discrimination against slimes, right?

With the giant rotten claw right in front of her, Semia didn't hesitate and tore open a blessed leaf.

hum!

A light golden halo as solid as a rock instantly enveloped her entire body.

"boom!!!"

The rotten lizardman's claws, filled with stench and immense power, slammed down hard on the halo! The halo fluctuated violently, making a dull thud, but it steadily blocked the fatal blow, and the enormous recoil caused it to stumble back.

Semia's dark golden vertical pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of incredible surprise and relief flashed across her face.

The blessing of the Putu Messenger has taken effect.

A gloomy look appeared in the old priest Zuluk's turbid eyes.

"Roar!" The rotten lizardman pounced again.

Semia's eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife. While the protection of the rock was still there, she completely abandoned her defense and took the initiative to meet it!

"Bang! Bang!"

The halo of light resounded as the leaves of the blessed tree were torn apart one after another, turning into a shelter that made the rotten lizardmen despair.

The bone blade in Semia's hand swung out an afterimage, and every attack brought up a foul-smelling blood flower.

Stimulated by the blood, the rotten lizardman finally revealed its flaws.

Semia's figure cut into its blind spot like a ghost, and the bone blade in her hand was infused with all her strength, piercing its heart exposed by the attack with incredible precision.

"puff--!"

Dark green smelly blood gushed out, and the huge body of the rotten lizardman fell to the ground, stirring up a large amount of mud.

With it fell the corrupted believers' will to fight.

"Hahaha! Good job!"

The group of adventurers who had been struggling to hold on suddenly became more motivated, and under the leadership of Arno, they broke through a path leading to the outside.

"Get out of here first!"

All the lizardmen of the Scale Claw Tribe were wiped out, the mission was completed, and they had no reason to continue to tangle with these gnolls.

However, Semia's cold gaze remained on Zurok, who was about to retreat. She threw a wooden spear to nail him to the tree, and held the bone blade in her hand, ready to end his life completely.

But at this moment, an accident happened!

Several ghostly figures that seemed to have merged into the shadows suddenly emerged from the mud and dead trees behind Semia without any warning.

They moved as fast as lightning, the poisoned short blades in their hands flashing with deadly cold light, aiming directly at Semia's defenseless back and neck.

The timing was incredibly insidious!

"clang!"

The rock shelter blocked the deadly sneak attack.

"Thief?!"

Semia wanted to fight back, but the ghostly figure quickly retreated, as if the sneak attack just now was just a test.

"Why are there thieves here?"

Arno, who was trailing behind, couldn't help but feel nervous. In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and finally he remembered a name - Rusty Key.

A thieves' guild that has been operating in illegal areas for many years, making a living by robbing adventurers and taking on gray tasks.

This gang of thieves is like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadow sewers of the kingdom. They only care about money and not people, and they have no honor or bottom line.

Being targeted by them is like being attached to a leech in a swamp, impossible to shake off until the last drop of blood is sucked out or the last gold coin is paid.

The Scaled Claw Tribe was able to contact these hyenas...

Just as Arno was frowning, the little slime on his chest crawled out on its own, revealing its little head and a pair of blinking eyes.

"Boss, why did you come out?"

"They're targeting you, now swing your sword."

"oh oh!"

Arno was startled and subconsciously gathered his strength to deliver a heavy blow.

【Hack】

"clang!"

As soon as the thief's dagger emerged from the shadows, it was shaken away by the warrior's powerful force, and the thief, who was covered in black leather armor, was knocked away.

The thief slumped into the mud in a panic, covering his chest where the blood was surging, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

How can it be?

He actually saw through his stealth, and it was a prediction made in advance.

When did the warrior develop such a terrifying perception?

"Arno, left."

Arno "predicted" another thief's attack, and the old knight's sword flew sparks, pushing away the shadow.

He was about to press on with his victory when the boss's voice rang out again.

"Yano, swing your sword and shout 'Secret of the Great Flood' louder. Scare them to death."

"okay!"

Although he didn't know what the secret was, Arno still looked solemn and serious, swung his sword and shouted coldly.

"Secret: Torrent!"

The sword flew out sparks again, but the difference was that the third thief could feel a terrifying force erupting from the man's chest.

It was as if the rage in his heart turned into a raging torrent, instantly drowning him.

【Small Archery】

"boom!"

The thief flew a long distance and was motionless when he landed.

The other thieves who were still hiding in the dark were shocked.

"What kind of skill is this?!"

"The intelligence is wrong! 'Miracle' Arno may have the strength of a full-fledged knight."

"retreat!"

The "Rusty Key" thief did not dare to linger any longer and quickly retreated from the swamp.

Even Arno looked down in surprise at the small ball of slime on his chest.

Just a tiny split individual of the boss possesses such terrifying power.

He is worthy of being the boss.

"'Miracle' Arno! As expected of the leader!"

The scene of Arno fighting three thieves alone was seen by the evacuated adventurers. His unparalleled strength made their eyes even more fiery.

"Ahem...it's just the basics."

"Retreat first and leave here."

Semia pierced Zurok's head with a knife, and the coldness in her eyes eased. She dragged her tired body to reunite with the hunting team, and then Sergash led the group of adventurers out of the swamp.

The threat from the Scaleclaw Tribe has been eliminated, the gnolls have retreated, and everyone can't help but relax.

The classic scene where Arno just fought three people alone is still talked about by adventurers.

"As expected of you, the leader."

"Does anyone know what the secret technique the captain just shouted is?"

"If I knew, I would be 'Miracle' Arno."

"I heard that the captain is only a knight's squire. How powerful must the knights of the Border Guard Corps be?"

"The Knight Training Camp was able to eliminate the leader. Could it be that he's going to challenge the dragon?"

The adventurers' conversations gradually faded away, and the content of the knight training became more and more outrageous as they spread their stories.

Even challenging demons and killing dragons have come out.

I don’t know how the knights of the legion will react after hearing this.

……

In the dense forest, Chen Yu withdrew his prying gaze.

The split individual can inherit 5% of the original body's attributes, naturally including Qi training.

5% of the spiritual power is enough to perform some archery skills to deal with thieves who have little protection.

However, these guys didn't give up completely and were still wandering around, as if they were targeting him.

Chen Yu and Xiao Ka were bubbling underwater, blinking and staring at the crocodile stand-in in front of them who was tied up by tree roots.

"Swish! Puff!"

The swamp crocodile let out a wail and died instantly.

A stealthy figure holding a dagger appeared from the side, sneering.