I, the Creator of the Evil God! chapter 295

I, the Creator of the Evil God!
Page 295
Sleeping drowsily, instinct controlled the body and stalemate with Model.
The enemy doesn’t move and I don’t move. This instinct reassures Lu Yu the most. Unless the enemy is weak to a certain extent, Lu Yu’s instinct will never do anything.
Looking at Lu Yu who was motionless, Model tentatively stretched out his claws, trying to see how far he could stimulate Lu Yu.
This is an act of trying desperately on the edge of death, and Model also knows it, but if he doesn’t know this limit, he probably won’t be able to kill Lu Yu.
How Lu Yu killed other monsters before, he has seen it, even if it is the level of the eternal blazing sun, it is not a problem.
As for the death of the demon Wilton, Model can be sure that the guy who rushed from his side to face the scarab patriarch was not weak like Lu Yu, but his methods were not as varied as Lu Yu.
Therefore, he must come up with a solution as soon as possible to solve Lu Yu before Lu Yu is fully awake.
The claws were only two meters away from Lu Yu’s throat. Under this distance, even the peak of the eternal blazing sun would not be able to escape.
“Very good, now!”
Model was ecstatic, and he used all his strength to suppress his murderous aura. It can be said that he did everything he could to prevent Lu Yu’s instinct from reacting.
Now, at this distance, no matter how useful his instinctive reaction is, it is absolutely impossible to escape! It’s time, Lu Qiu, your life will be my model’s trophy, when the monsters think of me again When you say Del’s name, you will call me the strongest! The claws stabbed Lu Yu’s throat without hesitation.
Model has been able to see the appearance of Lu Yu’s throat when the blood spurted out. He never felt that the color of the blood was so beautiful and beautiful. Today,
As if everything was the best.
However, the moment the paw pokes on it, it is not “poof” that can be heard
With a sound, not a single drop of blood flowed out.
One felt that his claws were painful, and there was blood on the claws, which was a scar that was reflected by the shock.
And the sound of the collision between the two was like metal, and with a crisp sound, the claws returned without success.
The moment the claws came back, Model could see that a fist had come to his abdomen, and the strength of this fist was at least one ton.
Although the fist has not hit himself, it is not difficult to calculate such a number.
Model regretted a little, he shouldn’t be so reckless, he should look for Lu Yu’s most vulnerable place to attack, instead of directly piercing the throat where Gu [-] did not pierce.
However, it is still too late to regret it now, there is no need for Lu Yu’s ridicule, it can also recognize this problem, just like when its claws stabbed Lu Yu’s throat, Lu Yu can’t escape the attack of that claws. , then it can dodge Lu Yu’s fist? How is it possible that Lu Yu’s fist can be dodged if it is said to be dodged, wouldn’t it be a complete disgrace to Monster Hunter’s prestige! For Lu Yu, Model’s claws, It’s like a nail clipper, it doesn’t have any offensive power, at most it trims your nails, that’s all.
And Lu Yu’s fist is probably like a bomb to Model’s abdomen. It was just a moment when the fist hit Model’s abdomen, and Model flew out, like a cute intercontinental missile. The ground smashed into the wall, looking like a specimen.
However, will Lu Yu’s instinct not let go of a living specimen? His nature of cutting grass and rooting makes Lu Yu’s instinct not let go of such a living specimen, even if it is made by himself, it is still 0.
6 the same.
The fist slammed over again, just like the same method, but this time the target was no longer the abdomen, but the face.
It is said that hitting people is not slapped in the face, but the problem is that Model is a lizard man and not a human, so what does it matter whether it is slapped in the face or not?
After covering the left and right bows with three punches, Lu Yu’s instinctive control of his body stopped. He was sure that he didn’t need to fight anymore, it was meaningless.
Model’s skull has been crushed and fractured, and his life has come to an end at this moment.
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When a monster’s life comes to an end, what will they think? Some monsters will revolve around their own life, and some monsters will think about the nature of the world.
But Model is different, this is a monster who is good at summarizing, it has learned a truth in today’s sunny and warm spring day – never provoke Lu Qiu.
As if it was a great enlightenment, it fell down and will never stand up again, unless it swindles the corpse.
After confirming that there were no enemies around, Lu Yu lay on the ground again and fell asleep comfortably.
At the same time, Altaïr, who was in the fifth line of defense, didn’t feel very well. The overwhelming scarabs had already surrounded him, and he was in a dilemma.
“Even the level of the eternal blazing sun can’t kill so many scarabs at the same time? No, there is no way to create a fire out of nothing to burn them down.”
Death Gardner was a little speechless.
“It’s not because you both thought of being a secret weapon, and you’re ready to wait until you face the scarab patriarch.”
Altaïr was a little angry.
Everyone is a monster under the god father Lu Yu, why should a serious assassin face these scarabs here, just because he can’t hang on other monsters like a pendant is too ironic! It’s just like the game process of a certain pesticide, you can’t even play asshole, what kind of big noise-cancelling cute girl are you asking for a wild king to bring points? It’s too real! “Scarabs are not afraid of elemental attacks, when We have never fought the same, so we will clear the field if we have the ability, our target is a scarab patriarch, not them!”
Altaïr opened his mouth and said.
This is the trick, but unfortunately, Gardner, who is an undead, is unmoved and still has no intention of showing up, but in order to complete the task, it is necessary to do something: “Then you will cooperate with me to do a good job, it will make people feel I am your alchemy tool.”
Knowing it would definitely be like this, Altaïr nodded slightly: “Night falls! Twisting wind!”
Before he finished speaking, the power of Gardner poured out from his fingers. For a time, the scarab group was enveloped in darkness, and even the scarab patriarch could only see a phantom.
“Retreat! Fast retreat!”
The scarab patriarch ordered.
However, it’s too late.
The power of the twisting wind instantly twisted everything around it, as if the twisted space was space.
But in the three-dimensional world, as long as the wind is distorted, space is the next step.
Don’t be big.