Chapter 7: Bone Blade
The skeleton soldier was about to launch another attack.
Drax shouted loudly, exerting all his strength, and knocked the skeleton soldier to the ground with a sweep kick, and smashed the wooden stick hard on its face. With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the skeleton soldier's skull, and even some nail-sized damage appeared.
Ophelia also let out a delicate cry, and hit the same position with the stick, and the crack quickly spread.
The skeleton soldier made a gurgling sound and suddenly bounced up from the ground. The bone knife swung quickly, and Drax fought with it several times.
With extraordinary experience and rich fighting skills, he avoided every attack without danger and even launched one or two counterattacks. However, the difference in strength and speed between the two sides was too great, and the skeleton soldier quickly forced Drax back.
At this time, Ophelia rushed up, but the moment the wooden stick in her hand touched the bone knife, it was chopped away.
"Ka-ka!"
The skeleton soldier raised the bone knife and slashed at her. Ophelia was facing the bone knife that was heading straight for her face. She was so scared that she turned pale. When she was about to close her eyes and wait for death, she suddenly felt a hand pushing her away.
The moment Ophelia was pushed away, she clearly saw that the arm was hit by the bone blade instead of her. The bone knife looked very worn out, but it was actually very sharp. The arm was cut off alive, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken arm instantly, splashing all over the ground.
Ophelia looked at the man who lost his arm without saving her with an unbelievable look on her face. Her heart was agitated, tears flashed in her eyes, and she cried out: "Ah, Drax!"
Drax's left arm was cut off alive, and blood kept gushing out from the broken arm like a spring, but he didn't even blink his eyebrows. The pain that was enough to make people die seemed to be non-existent to him. Without stopping, he turned around and hit the skeleton soldier on the head with a stick.
The skeleton soldier swung the bone blade to chop at him, and Drax dodged flexibly, then swung the stick again at a tricky angle. The skeleton soldier's face was already broken into pieces, and he only needed one more blow to kill it!
The poor IQ of the skeleton soldier also realized that he was about to die, and he swung a knife at several times the usual speed, stabbing Drax's chest.
Drax also raised the wooden stick and hit the skeleton soldier's face. Facing the stab, he did not choose to give up the attack, because he had lost too much blood and was already very weak. If he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to succeed.
He just twisted his body slightly to avoid the vital points.
Puff, a bone blade pierced through Drax's chest and penetrated from the back.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the wooden stick hit the skeleton soldier's head fiercely. With a click, the whole head was shattered in half. After the soul fire in the skull flickered a few times, it was finally completely extinguished. The whole skeleton lost all its strength, and the skeleton collapsed in an instant, turning into broken bones all over the ground.
Drax spurted blood from his mouth and nose, stepped back five or six steps in a row, threw away the wooden stick, held the bone blade stuck in his chest with his backhand, and pulled it out directly with force. The blood instantly stained his clothes on his chest red. The terrible pain made him sweat profusely, but he never cried out, and even his expression did not change.
Blake, Cassius, and Ophelia were shocked and all stood there in a daze. They had never seen a warrior with such a strong consciousness! Especially Ophelia, whose eyes flashed with gratitude and admiration.
After the skeleton soldiers died, two balls of light emerged. After a ball of energy as big as a ping-pong ball floated out, it automatically split apart. A small wisp of it flew into Ophelia's body. It was just a small wisp, but it strengthened her as much as one or two goblin slaves.
The remaining nine-tenths all turned into streams of light and injected into Drax's forehead. The huge power continued to flow into his body. Drax felt as if a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years was about to erupt!
This feeling is too familiar, the feeling of advancement!
A wisp of light stretched out from the body, wrapping Drax into a glowing cocoon like silk. Then, several pieces of information flashed quickly from Drax's consciousness... Entering the initial stage, comprehending the skill: Eye of Insight!
The light cocoon cracked, and Drax walked out of it. His body was intact, all his injuries were healed, and even his broken arms grew back.
Drax clenched his fists, feeling the huge power in his body. At this moment, he was more than twice as strong as before. A random punch had a force of more than a thousand pounds. He also unexpectedly got a talent skill.
There are many ways to get skills in this world. Talent skills are one of them. Such skills are often very powerful or practical, and they will become stronger as their strength increases. Many people often only have an increase in strength when they advance, and it is difficult to comprehend talent skills.
Cassius was stunned and said, "Oh my god, what happened to you? You resurrected with full status!"
"Advanced!" Drax moved his arms and said happily for the first time, "I am now in the initial stage, and I am at the same level as the skeleton soldier. Now even if I fight alone, I will not lose to it!"
Casius swallowed his saliva and said, "Is there really such a thing as killing monsters to level up? Why does it feel like a game!"
Drax had just advanced, his injuries had healed and he was full of energy. He was in a good mood and joked, "Fatty, you guessed it right this time.
This world is a playground, a game created by God, and we, the tiny humans, are playing in the game. In the play, they continue to survive, evolve, and eventually become the most perfect race! "
Blake seemed to notice Drax's abnormality, scratched his head and asked: "You, why did your eyes turn red?"
Drax's vision improved greatly after the advancement, and he could even see every detail clearly in the dark underground cave. He explained: "Everyone's evolutionary direction, evolutionary part, and evolutionary speed are different. There are all kinds of evolutionary routes, some obvious, some not obvious. The part I evolved is my eyes. "
Ophelia came over and said to him with a complicated expression: "Thank you for saving me."
Drax smiled, in fact, he did it on purpose. Because he knew very well that he had reached the bottleneck stage, as long as he killed the skeleton soldiers, he could advance smoothly, and any injuries would be recovered at that time.
It is completely worth it to use an arm in exchange for the gratitude and admiration of the "Bloody Queen". A little flesh pain is not a big deal for Drax. But this woman has unlimited potential, and she must be tied to her side firmly!
Drax does not want to repeat the tragedy of his previous life.
Including the "Bloody Queen" Ophelia, and other strong men who have become giants. Drax always thinks that he is inferior to them in all aspects, and his fighting consciousness and pursuit of power are even better than them. But there is only one thing that is not enough, that is: no desire for power and not long-term vision.
In his previous life, Drax thought that he could survive in this world if he was strong enough. It was with this idea that he became a loner who was separated from the group.
One person went out of danger, one person went to kill all kinds of powerful monsters, and pursued power with one heart, becoming stronger and stronger. But the power of one person is always limited. Those who formed forces early, with the help of comrades and companions, hunted stronger monsters across levels, obtained richer spoils, and became stronger and stronger, thus leaving him behind little by little.
It can be said that his tragedy is inevitable!
After rebirth, Drax thoroughly understood this truth. His pursuit of power is still strong, but people are social animals after all, and cannot be separated from the group.
At least there should be a few people around you who can rely on, especially the strong! Because he had lived once, Drax had many advantages that others could not, and he could do something with them!
Blake pointed at a gray ball of light floating around the skeleton soldier's body, "Why is there another ball here? Hasn't it been absorbed? It's so big, is it because it's too big to be absorbed?"
Drax walked over and grabbed the ball of light, the light gradually dissipated, and a sharp bone blade was held in his hand. This bone blade was gray and white, about three fingers wide, about three feet long, with a cold light, and a row of fine serrations on the blade. There was a spiral pattern on the handle, and a skull shape at the end.
The moment he held the knife, a message came into his brain, which was the name of this knife, it was called - the Blade of Dry Bones!
"Lucky, I got a weapon so early." Drax gently danced the Skeleton Man, and the whistling wind blew people's cheeks painfully. He said to the three people who looked puzzled: "This weapon is made of the spirit of the monster. I can't explain it in detail.
You just think that this is a game of God. Since it is a game, it is reasonable for monsters to drop equipment? This knife is called the Skeleton Blade-a gray-grade weapon."
Cassius and Blake looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time: "Damn, this is too much."
Ophelia asked with a sharp look: "You said before that this knife is a gray-grade weapon. Is there any other grade of equipment besides this?"
Drax nodded and said: "Gray grade is the lowest grade weapon , above that there are white, green, blue, and purple. As for whether there are other colors, I can't tell.
Each grade is divided into upper, middle, and lower. This bone blade is a gray middle-grade weapon. Despite this, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is also a magical blade that can cut stones like mud! "
Ophelia asked doubtfully: "I always have a question, why do you know this world so well? It seems like you have been here before."
Cassius and Blake immediately had such thoughts when they heard it, and asked in a feeling: "Yes, have you been here before?"
Drax smiled a little weirdly and said: "If I say that I have been here in a dream, do you believe it?"
"I believe it!"
Ophelia's eyes flashed.
Drax said to the others with the Bone Blade in his hand: "It's almost safe here. The people above must be waiting anxiously. Let's go up quickly."
The four of them immediately returned to the ground along the passage. When they just walked out, they were surprised to find that there seemed to be traces of fighting outside. There were six or seven more human bodies on the ground, and five or six goblin slaves. Obviously, goblin slaves had attacked them.
Although several people died, the total number of people increased a lot compared to when they entered the cave just now, because the students who were separated in the woods gathered one after another, and there were a total of 103 people, including more than 70 girls and more than 30 boys.
This is mainly because the school is mainly composed of art students such as art students and music students, and there are also some liberal arts majors. Over the years, there have been more females than males. If it were a science and engineering university, the situation would definitely change.
There is another aspect of this result, the personality factor. Boys are stronger. Facing the attack of goblin slaves, most girls tend to just run away. Goblin slaves don't run fast, so it's not easy to catch them.
However, a considerable number of boys chose to fight back desperately after being frightened. The result of this resistance will of course cause many deaths, but it will also make some people stronger.
"Teacher Ophelia!"
Seraphina's skirt was stained with blood. She rushed to Ophelia who came out and cried loudly.
Drax took a rough look, "Did you encounter an attack?"
At this time, a female classmate said to him, "A group of classmates fled here, and six monsters were chasing them. Some of us helped them and helped to deal with the monsters. Seraphina was so brave. She killed two monsters alone."
"Oh?" Drax glanced at Seraphina who was crying loudly, "Really? This time I really underestimated her!"
Seraphina knew Drax long before going to college. They learned painting in the same studio. Seraphina always gave him the impression of a lively, beautiful and pure girl.
Not only is she very beautiful, but her family is also very well-off. Her father is the president of a well-known domestic company with a family fortune of hundreds of millions. In addition, she is sensible and obedient. Her family wants to hold her in their hands and take good care of her, just like a princess. But I didn't expect that she could burst out with such courage in this environment.
Don't judge a person by his appearance.
Perhaps her potential is higher than expected!