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Chapter 1040 Hug one!
Looking at the fur on the black sickle-weasel's body, Blaze was very envious. It was so sharp that it could cut through the air just by running, and it also had very strong defensive capabilities.

When he thought about his invincible lion skin, he realized that he could basically only bully low-end enemies. If he encountered wild beast monsters, it would be useless even in low-end games.

Although the lion skin did come in handy a few times at critical moments, Blazer hoped that it would work harder so that he could see more of its shining moments.

"54321, it's your turn, the second one." Blaze turned the Arctic dagger in his hand, and the increasingly ferocious expression of the black sickle-weasel flashed on the blade.

The other strangers quickly took their places, and the black sickle-weasel had no chance to escape.

The black sickle-weasel growled, and all the hair on its body stood up. It then started to sprint. As it ran, every hair tore through the air, and the fierce wind made the black sickle-weasel's figure appear and disappear.

This move successfully killed the foreigner who attacked it for the first time. Because it was so effective and no monster had ever blocked it, the black sickle-weasel only knew how to use this move.

But the result of using it too much is that it will be interrupted by a flash of inspiration from a stranger.

"Flash bomb!"

A stranger yelled and threw a flash bomb from his hand. Those who received the signal, including Blaze, closed their eyes or turned around in advance.

The black sickle-weasel also possesses the skill of [Translation], and has become proficient in discovering that strangers will work as a team, from DC, just to be able to understand the whispers between strangers.

But whether you can understand the meaning after hearing it is another matter.

The word "flash" was a combination of two completely unfamiliar words to the black sickle-weasel living in the black fog and snow, so at the moment the sphere was thrown out, the black sickle-weasel had no idea what would happen.

A dazzling light flashed and the black sickle-weasel screamed. Its high-speed sprint was immediately interrupted, and it lost its balance and rolled over.

"It really works. Since you are invincible in this ecosystem, phenomena that have no chance of appearing in this ecosystem will surprise you!"

"You're still not comprehensive enough!"

The stranger who threw the flash bomb waved his fist excitedly.

He did not use the flash bomb on a whim, but threw it out of desperation when he was fighting the Wandering Cold Fire Ghost, a high-speed giant lizard.

As a result, the wandering cold fire ghost fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

This is attributed to the living environment of this group of Metamorphosis Overlords. The place is shrouded in black fog and snow. Although there is light, it is not much, so the Metamorphosis Overlords are actually weak to flash.

However, flashbangs alone are not enough. The Metamorphosis Overlord can understand human language, so it will be useless the next time you shout flashbangs.

The black sickle-weasel climbed up, and its eyes were dazzled by the light, but it quickly got rid of the abnormal state and immediately resumed its high-speed running state.

"This is the right way to deal with accelerating enemies!" The stranger shouted again and raised a sphere, "Flash bomb!"

The prop called a stun grenade flew out and directly knocked the black sickle weasel away with its eyes closed. The effect of the stun grenade would definitely not be so strong, but the black sickle weasel ran very fast, and the moment it was disturbed by the stun grenade, it crashed into the snow.

"Haha! This is a stun grenade!"

Blazer watched the whole process. As a miser who valued his skill points very much, he felt that the stranger had no need for the skill [Provocation].

The strangers shouted "flash bombs" and threw "stun grenades", and then shouted "stun grenades" and threw "flash bombs". Knowing how to improve the proficiency of "translation" so that one can understand what people say is definitely the most wrong choice Black Sickle has made since its birth.

The black sickle weasel, being played like a monkey, stopped where it was. As long as it ran at high speed, it would continue to be played like a monkey. The dignity of being a hegemon finally erupted.

After a sound of bones shifting, the black sickle-weasel stood up. Only the hair on its back and arms remained stiff, while the rest of its hair was softened.

At this moment, the black sickle-weasel looked like a beast-shaped weapon with a pitch-black blade implanted in its body.

“Guaaaaaa——”

The black sickle-weasel growled and raised its left arm, swinging it at the stranger who had initially teased it with a flash bomb.

A huge vacuum belt was torn in the air, and then a strong wind blew up, blowing the stranger up.

"Fuck! Bombing the space!?" The stranger who didn't expect this trick was sucked over. Seeing that he couldn't escape, the stranger immediately took out a huge bottle.

"Eat my trick!"

The stranger collided with the black sickle-weasel's left arm and was easily cut in half by the black blade, looking like a fallen leaf falling on a peerless divine sword.

But the stranger's death was not in vain. The bottle in his hand was cut into two halves, and the red solution in it was spilled on the black sickle-weasel's face.

Ouch ah ah——

The black sickle-weasel screamed and covered its face. After all, it did not have a nictitating membrane like the Blizzard Dragon King, and had no resistance to such despicable attacks.

This time the black sickle-weasel had no intention of escaping at all. Its eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that the fight was about to end.

The enraged black sickle-weasel showed its true power as a king. It only needed to turn its body slightly, and the black blade composed of tens of thousands of black hairs that could cut through the air would create a huge vacuum zone in the air and stir up a strong wind with great traction.

In stark contrast to its previous agile hunting, the upright black sickle-weasel hardly moves, but instead constantly cuts through the air to suck its enemies in.

If you are sucked in, you will naturally be cut by the black blade. If you resist the suction, your physical strength will be continuously reduced, and then you will be killed by the environment. But this move is a permanent physical characteristic, with no cooldown time and no consumption.

Moreover, even though the black sickle-weasel went berserk, its intelligence was still there, and the strangers responsible for the back-row support became its main target.

It is invincible. As long as the black sickle-weasel moves a few times, the movements of the strangers around it will be interrupted and forced to resist the attraction.

At this time, Blaze stood up and slowly walked towards the black sickle-weasel in the traction wind caused by the black sickle-weasel.

"There is something I am very concerned about, you..."

Before Blaze could finish his words, the black sickle-weasel swung his elbow, and the black blade hit Blaze's neck. A black shadow flew out and landed on the snow.

"Could it be a weapon?" Blaze took a look at the broken black blade of the black sickle-weasel, nodded in confirmation, and opened his arms towards the black sickle-weasel with a dazed face.

"Hold one, little mouse!"

Blaze locked the black sickle-weasel with his powerful arms, and then tightened all the muscles in his body. Amid the sound of the black blades all over the black sickle-weasel breaking, the black sickle-weasel let out its last scream before dying.

It was unbelievable why the black hair could cut through Blaze's fur, but when it gathered into a sharper and more powerful black blade, it had no effect.

(End of this chapter)