Chapter 239: Disadvantages of combat skills

Naotato just passed the back of the sword, and didn't go any further.
I suddenly remembered that Harold wanted complete sandworm teeth, and right now, the two lips of this sandworm turned into two pools of yellow mud and teeth under my knife. It's all broken.
The remaining two lip flaps, unwilling to open and close together, tried to bite off the neck of the young adventurer in front of them, but the two lip were not long enough and the teeth were not protruding enough. A lot of yellow liquid rushed from the cracks.
Getting closer, the smell of the liquid becomes more pronounced.
A complex odor mixed with decayed grass leaves and earthy scents was instantly ingested into my nasal cavity. At first glance, it seemed pretty good.
I tried to sniff again, heh, kind of addictive.
Not minding the eyes of other people at all, I sniffed hard again.
Uh......
Cough!
Cough cough cough!
A violent cough came out of my mouth, and the addictive complex smell before turned into an unbelievable stench in an instant.
Not far away, a familiar and arrogant voice sounded: "You are not stupid. The smell of sandworm body fluid contains a small amount of grass leaf fragrance, but it is only a small amount. The rest is the stench of rotten flesh, and there are still people. I'll smell it seriously, really stupid brother~"
You don't need to look at it to know that the owner of this voice must be Yura who is awkward.
I no longer think about it. With a wave of my hand, the light of the knife made ripples, and the remaining two complete lips were cut off. Then, with another knife, the sandworm's body was split into two sections.
After the sandworm's two bodies twisted on the ground for a while, it finally turned into a piece of black smoke, and the sandy ground where its body was before instantly appeared a hollow.
However, the cavity lasted for a short time. After only seven or eight seconds, the sand continued to bounce into the cavity as if it was alive, like a mouse filling the sea. After a few breaths, the cavity returned to its original sandy appearance. The sand around it looks like a lot.
I can't help sighing that the God of Creation really has two brushes, and a Gobi can create such a fantasy scene.
However, at the same time, I also deeply doubt whether this is the product of his old man’s idleness. An existence that has been idle for too long always has to make some moths, no matter whether this existence is a human or a of creation. .
Thinking about it this way, my vision of the God of Creation, which I built up so easily, vanished in an instant.
The two cut lips are still trying to tremble. It seems that the nerves are not dead and clean. I leaned down and picked up one of them. Unexpectedly, in an instant, my whole body trembled, an inexplicable sadness, myself. The heart rose up.
This is not emotional fluctuations, but-being electrified.
I even forgot that sandworms are capable of electric magic.
But a thought arose: It is true that the sandworm can use electric magic, but it has been killed by me. The only remaining lips are at most two pieces of dead flesh. How can it use electric magic?
Feeling the tingling sensation of electricity flowing into my body, I was suspicious, and cut the straight sword toward the sandworm's lips.
However, I forgot to disperse the killing intent, this piece of lips was very natural, turning into a pool of meat.
I quickly dissipated the killing intent and picked up the last piece of lips. I stood on the spot, cutting the sharp and fine teeth on the lips with a straight knife, while watching whether there were signs of sandworms around.
The cutting work didn't go well. To be honest, it made me feel very depressed.
If you don't release the killing intent and don't use combat skills, cutting the lips is like cutting old beef with a blunt knife.
If the killing intent is released, combat skills are used, but it is like a sledgehammer smashing a potato, cutting it into puree at once.
Wandering in the entanglement of either being unable to move or rotten when touched, I became at a loss.
The of the left hand firmly fixed one of the sharp fangs, and the straight sword of the right hand cut down the muscle fibers bit by bit.
Like a saw cutting a tree, the blade of the blade is sharpened on the muscles of the roots of the teeth.
It took a long time to finally cut off a complete tooth.
My holding the teeth are almost stiff.
After moving his fingers a few times, he threw the tooth into the pocket on his side first, and then continued to work the next tooth.
The eighteenth layer of sand worms said that there were not too many, and that they were not too much. When I cut off the third tooth, another sand worm came out of the sand.
As soon as I threw away the remaining lip in my hand, I started a battle with it.
The content of the battle is very simple. Before opening the killing intent, rely on agility to deal with it, and after opening the killing intent, use combat skills to cut it into pieces in minutes.
So, a battle ended in this way, and it took almost seven or eight minutes.
Dispelling the killing intent, picking up another intact lip on the ground, together with the lip that I had dropped before, began the road of cutting teeth.
To be honest, I am not satisfied with the activation time of Kill Intent. It does not turn on when it is turned on, but like an online game, it has a cooling time, which depends on my state.
Although the specific details of the state cannot be described in words, I can roughly compare it, it is like driving a car.
Turning the key, lighting, and starting are all necessary. Only by doing all of these can the car be started.
The same is true for my killing intent. It seems to be generated out of thin air by something in my body, and I can’t tell where it was generated. I can only vaguely feel that it’s generated in my chest cavity. of.
Although the position of formation is in the chest cavity, it requires me to wake up, condense, and guide with consciousness. Otherwise, it will be the way it was at the beginning. The killing intent controls my body, and my consciousness is lost. He lost control, and then his body lost control.
At present, what I can do is to use consciousness to wake up, to condense, to guide, and then to control the dominance of the body. The shortest time required for this series of behaviors is about five minutes.
In other words, it takes at least five minutes to turn on the killing intent, but it takes only a few seconds to turn off the killing intent.
In my opinion, this account is not worthwhile.
That's why I feel dissatisfied.
No, it's a deep dissatisfaction!
The battle changes rapidly, and every second will happen by chance. No one can guarantee that he can live to the next second with confidence, unless it is a master who abuses food.
I am not yet a master, and my opponent is not a vegetable, so I feel a crisis.
So I decided to try to change.
The method of change is very simple. Try to shorten the opening time of the killing intent as much as possible. It can be as short as one second to one second. If it can be opened and closed instantly, I will be so happy that I will laugh!
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