If you just look at the appearance, Shi Whale not only does not look like a notorious terrorist, but more like a cute furry doll.

With a body over one meter long, a bulging body, a whale-like head without eyes, plus six lower limbs, and shiny skin with strange lines, there is a faint flash of spiritual light on it. It is really a bit stupid like a giant salamander.

Cute.

But what they are doing now has nothing to do with cuteness.

In the bleak subspace, the colors became meaningless, and a larger whale swam happily in it, slapping its horns, and seemed to be dancing happily.

Surrounding him were indeed four slightly smaller ones of the same kind.

"May the end come to an end."

"Respect the beginning"

After reciting blessings in the language of shock waves, it was torn into pieces by a swarm of compatriots!

The flesh and blood turned into pieces, and the viscous light blue body fluids splashed everywhere, but the blue spirit body broke away from the limitations of the flesh.

Spiritual bodies that are exactly the same as they were in life are still wandering happily in the subspace, singing shock wave songs that only they can understand.

Death? What is that? In the concept of Time Whale, this does not exist at all.

Then it was torn into pieces again by the tribesmen who rushed forward.

This time, there is no soul that is alive and kicking again.

The light blue soul and body fragments, and blue blood were mixed together, entangled with each other, sticky, and finally focused into a ball, and gradually rekindled, flickered, and began to flow slowly.

Life is just a cycle, the end is the beginning, and the beginning is also the end.

In Shi Whale's eyes, life and death have never been different. Their language and writing don't even have the pronouns "you, me, him", so how can they possibly understand the death of other beings.

The pool of flesh and blood mixed with broken spirits gradually became active. It was like a small underwater vortex, starting to rotate at a seemingly slow but fast speed, constantly disintegrating the stability of the surrounding space, just like constantly spinning under the embankment.

Automatic drilling machine for piercing holes.

Soon, this unstable point was built, and the whales swam silently to their next destination.

"May the end come to an end."

When another whale jumped out of the group and began to fulfill its mission.

"Buzz!"

A soft cry echoed in the originally colorless and soundless subspace.

Without hesitation, all the time whales fled in all directions and locked in different directions instantly.

But, it's too late.

The moment the space nail light is turned on, death has arrived.

One, two, three, black solids instantly penetrated their fragile heads, directly penetrating the spongy brain core as the carrier of consciousness. The light blue blood had not had time to spurt out, and it was all over.

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"Buzz!"

Another lit space nail lamp was accurately activated, directly pulling their remains back to the main plane.

"Ha, one net and three fish, this is a big profit. Good job, Rabbit, I will add 10% to your bonus."

The shock wave caused by the male voice was probably the last sound they heard.

On the other side, Lan Mengqi looked shocked.

On the one hand, she was not used to blood, but on the other hand, she was a little scared.

Originally, she easily defeated Cerberusmon today, and after seeing the highly rated physical examination report, she was still a little swollen, but now it seems that she is probably still a weakling in front of a real warrior.

"How did you do it? It was just a pebble I just picked up on the ground."

"Oh, what are you talking about? As I said, Shi Whale's body is very fragile and can be penetrated by a small stone. Even a newcomer like you can punch it."

"No, but I don't think I can catch them."

In the previous general knowledge class, she was told that it was extremely impolite and dangerous to ask someone casually about their abilities and spiritual blades.

"How did you do it? How did you hit four targets in an instant? I only saw you wave your hand."

Hesitantly, Rabbit swallowed the question he asked.

But while Zheng Li was sorting the loot, she was still concentrating on secretly looking at the weapons in Zheng Li's hands.

Not only was this the first time she had the opportunity to completely observe someone else's spiritual blade, it was also the first time Zheng Li had exposed his spiritual blade for a long time since they met.

Probably, it's because there are no outsiders here.

"Gloves? Fist armor? Well, it's a bit strange. It's too exquisite. It doesn't smell of blood at all. It doesn't look like a weapon. It's a bit like a work of art."

It is similar to a metal glove that covers half of the hand, but strangely it does not look like a whole body, but instead looks like a package of a bunch of metal parts.

The metal sheet and metal strip only half-wrapped the right hand and the front of the right arm, and their protective properties were a mystery.

From the elbow down, the gap between the metals is not only obvious, but you can also directly see the right arm, the palm of the hand, and the back of the hand. If you block it, it will be in vain.

The most tightly wrapped part is indeed the front finger area. The fingers are surrounded by metal brackets. Although the metal brackets are obviously well-designed and do not affect the movement of the fingers, they always feel a bit redundant.

This level of density is a bit similar to the auxiliary supports for people with disabilities. If they are discounted and tied with a deck, it is over. Is it necessary to put on the supports one by one?

"As a boxing glove, the parts that should be protected are on the outside, but the fingers are tied tightly. It doesn't make sense. Well, it's Zheng Li's spiritual blade, so it makes sense."

Over the past few days, the Drinking Buddy Project has not only strengthened Zheng Li's understanding of rabbits, but also vice versa.

This thing is obviously too delicate. Lan Mengqi can count dozens of parts at random. With a move of his finger, several metal parts will move together, making people wonder if it will fall apart if hit with a punch.

Zheng Li's glove looks more like a decoration than a weapon. It's just golden in color. If you don't look carefully, you might think it's a complete physical glove.

The only thing that looked a little hurt was probably the sharp tip of the metal nail, which Zheng Li used to cut the Hellhound Beast's skin and steal its heart.

"No wonder he hides it all the time. It looks very brittle and difficult to use."

If Lan Mengqi realized something, she took a satisfied look at her silver boots. They could run, jump, and kick. They were durable and did not need to be washed!

Of course, the most important thing is that it is very in line with my own aesthetics. The three-color birth is dignified and extraordinary, the silver crystal shoes have a fairy tale flavor, and the knight kicks the fire and is handsome, perfect score!

Thinking of the time when he was at the district hall, hearing Zheng Li say that he was just a zero-dance first-blade swordsman, Rabbit looked at him with a little more sympathy.

Well, that's the standard look Europeans give to Africans. There's a sense of distance and pride in the sympathy. It's commonly known as "I sympathize with you, but we are different." It's probably more irritating than directly mocking you.

several times.

"This? Oh, his name is Arjun."

While packing up the trophies, he noticed the look in the rabbit's eyes. Considering that they would spend a lot of time together, Zheng Li introduced him casually.

"Arjun? Well, it seems that this name is a bit malicious."

"puff!"

That low-level chuckle spread far into the night. The rabbit pricked up his ears, but found no one else.

"Ahem, he is an evolution of the most common eight blades. Did I tell you, what are the eight most common spiritual blades?"

"That's what you said, what about the eight treasures of Africans? The eight most common (bad streets) spiritual blades?"

Rabbit remembered that the eight-edged blade was indeed the most common spiritual blade. At that time, there were pictures on the altar to introduce it.

There are also "Even the four spirits and eight blades are children who fell out of you, you can't give them up.", "Twenty percent of the spirit blades are directly subordinate to the four spirits, don't make these children sad", which makes people don't know how to vomit.

Terrible promotional slogan.

It is said that those are the most original prototypes of eight spiritual blades. They have a simple, classic and durable structure. There are two blades in each direction, and the flash is basically zero. The sword owner was overjoyed at first and then burst into tears.

Being common does not mean being weak. Because there are so many of them, a lot of data has been explored, the evolution path and material requirements are very obvious, and there are a lot of supporting martial arts, so there are still many advantages.

To be honest, the actual combat value and training value are medium to average (medium to average). Just looking at the cost-effectiveness, you can still grit your teeth and say "no loss".

However, considering that the shipment rate of the spirit blade is always below the decimal digits, it was difficult to transfer the defective goods. In the end, the tailor-made special spirit blade was not released, but a super mass-market product was released. Many people cried on the spot.

Especially since the initial spiritual blade has eight blades, some people will be labeled as having mediocre talent, and many people will have their mentality exploded.

"The Eight Blades of Africa? I remember the White Tiger (Perception) system, which is the White Tiger Fist and the White Tiger Bow?"

"Eight Blades of Africa, have you learned the slang so quickly? Well, don't talk nonsense outside, you will be bitten by the Africans. Even if they can't catch you, they can lower their heads and cast spells on you to pass on your bad luck.

But you can be as black as you want on the Internet, and no one will know that there is a rabbit on the other side of the Internet."

Seeing this person happily slandering Africans, who obviously did many immoral things, Rabbit's expression became more complicated, and she murmured in a low voice.

"Aren't you also zero flash plus eight African treasures? Can it be even darker? You actually laugh at the same kind of people?"

"puff!"

Hearing this, Zheng Li froze, and the mocking laughter that had the same origin as before was very obvious at night.

This time, Tumei's eyes were sharper. She stared at the metal glove. She felt something was wrong!

"You should remember all the eight blades, this is the White Tiger Fist among them."

"Ah."

"My powers are not good for actual combat, so I must rely on my spiritual blade to protect myself."
To be continued...