Chapter 2831: Toad oil bomb

Ten meters apart, a tall shadow slowly appeared.
But it was not a person, but a sticky ball of meat...No, it was not a ball of meat, but a...toad, a slimy toad!
A giant orange toad crouched in front of the suspected ninja adventurer. Its bloated body was covered with raised bumps and looked quite disgusting.
On both sides of the toad's head, a pair of protruding eyes like dead fish is even more disgusting.
"What is he going to do?" I asked in a low voice in my heart: "Is it going to disgust me with a toad?"
"I don't think so," Otadao said: "You look at Toad's eyes."
eye?
Staring at it, my heart suddenly burst, the eyes of the dead fish that were originally black now have turned orange-red!
"What is this going to do?" I wondered: "Spitting blood attack?"
"Blood?" Odachi snorted coldly, and said, "I think it's a fire!"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw the toad suddenly open its big mouth, a ball of fire condensed in front of the big mouth, and the more it condensed, the bigger the head, and soon, it condensed as big as four basketballs!
At the same time, he heard a low voice from behind: "Huo Dun·Toad Oil Flare!"
From this low drink, combined with the name of the combat technique, I can be sure that this product is definitely a ninja!
Accompanied by a low drink, the fireball hulled towards me, engulfed in light and heat, and exploded as soon as it touched the protective layer.
Countless gleaming oily fragments with flames shot in all directions, and many hot splashes flew into the pile of adventurers who were fighting, and they screamed in an instant.
What followed was the abuse and rant of many adventurers.
But the object of their insults was not me, but the maker of the fireball, a suspected ninja...No, an adventurer who was a ninja by profession.
The ninja was scolded by the head, and he didn't even slap his anger. His eyes were even worse when he looked at me. He snorted first, and then his hands were printed again, his fingers moved like flying.
With the continuous recitation of ninjutsu spells, the originally icy air suddenly heated up, and the adventurers who were fighting had noticed something abnormal, and immediately shouted in a low voice: "It's a trick! It's a trick!"
"This young man is really not easy. He actually made him want to kill him. Poor, this talented man, he will definitely die here today."
"What's the pity, since you are an enemy of my Seagod Clan, you must be prepared to die here!"
"Yes! Man can't be an enemy of God! This is an ancient saying, whoever dares to offend, don't think of retreating!"
"Hmph, the majesty of the Protoss can't be disobeyed! Even the most talented star must pay the price of blood!"
"Go hard, this little bastard!"
......
The mess is messy, like flies in a cesspit, which is annoying.
Fortunately, Odachi has been comforting me in my mind, urging me to concentrate, don’t mess up my mind because of any foul language, let alone kill me suddenly, because excess killing intent will only make me lose my mind. In the case of, the extreme speed of swinging the knife may be able to avoid a catastrophe, but it is impossible to block a full blow at the level of national power by killing intent alone.
The ninjutsu spell continued, but his hands had been separated, and a round of shurikens burning with blazing flames appeared in the sky above each palm.
In the chanting of the spell, the volume of the shuriken grew more and more, and in a very short time, it changed into two huge shurikens. The orange-red flames were like dancing monsters, constantly twisting gracefully. Posture, but this dance is not only good-looking, but also fatal, because after ten meters, I can even feel the hot heat it emits.
"Is this going to cook me?" I exclaimed in a low voice.
"I think... yes" Taito did not refute me, but murmured: "After crossing here, I was taken into the treasure house by a certain royal family, and read some in the treasure house. A small part of the documents related to the seabed race is related to the Poseidon race."
"What does the above say?" I asked curiously.
"It said...The Seagod has a preference for eating the corpses of defeated people."
"What?" I was shocked by the news.
"Didn't you hear clearly? Impossible, maybe I didn't understand, then I will repeat it again-Poseidon adventurers have a preference for eating the corpses of the defeated, especially the corpses of the defeated who are good and recognized by them. "
"Eating the corpse of the defeated?!" I gradually recovered from the shock, and continued to increase the speed of swinging the knife to the extreme.
"Yes," Taita said: "They think that eating the corpses of the defeated... whose strength is recognized can greatly enhance their own strength."
"Fuck, what kind of wicked way is this?"
I was completely shocked by the strange ideas of the Poseidon Clan.
At the same time, I also seemed to understand why the Naga expeditionary army did not even retrieve a corpse.
"Don't even give the family of the defeated the chance to remember the dead relatives...this Poseidon custom!"
"Don't you think this custom is too inhumane?" Dadachi asked in confusion.
"No, whether the custom is humane or not, this should not be judged by me. After all, this is the custom and custom of the Poseidon tribe. .... This makes me a little hard to accept, what do you think?"
"Me?" Daito said disapprovingly: "Do you think it is interesting to ask a knife like this?"
I:......
Odachi continued: "For me, as long as I treat my master well, I will take care of other people."
"Really a realistic idea."
"Yeah, realistic, and a bit selfish, right?"
"No, this is not selfish." I shook my head and said, "No one wants something to happen to his closest person. This is human nature... This is the common nature of everything, even a knife or a piece of toilet paper. As long as there is a soul, they will think this way. In doing so, the so-called selfishness is just a rhetoric that human beings have forcibly placed on it. It is meaningless and baseless."
"Haha, do you really dare to explain" Daito said with a smile: "But I appreciate your boldness."
"Thank you" I responded with a smile, and then concentrated, waiting for the full blow to come.
Suspended in the palm of the palm, the giant flame shuriken that kept spinning, finally stopped performing one-man shows. Under the operation of the ninja, it issued a palpitating whistle, and then went straight to me to kill.
The giant shuriken spinning at high speed, like a chainsaw capable of cutting mountain peaks, collided with my blade at extremely fast speed, making a deafening noise. At the same time, my arms seemed to be hit again and again. , The tingling sensation is coming and going like a tide, going away, coming again, going away again...
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