Slime Immortal

Just as he thought about it, his figure seemed to disappear into the thick fog and became blurred.

"Sneak...sneak?!"

Arno's eyes widened.

A warrior can sneak!

Or is he going to turn into a monster? !

He thought about it carefully again and realized that he had already turned into a stone man anyway.

What else is unacceptable?

Even if he turns into a slime after waking up tomorrow, it will not affect his strong heart.

"How does it feel?" Chen Yu asked expectantly.

Arno scratched his head. "It's a strange feeling. This stealth doesn't seem like a skill I've practiced for a long time. It seems more like it comes from my body's instinct."

“It’s as simple as breathing.”

"What about the side effects? Have you felt any side effects?"

"Side effects... uh..."

I feel like the boss has become more cute and bouncy, right?

I have absolutely no aversion to slimes.

Chen Yu immediately understood.

This stripped talent seems to have some connection with his original body, which can make the creatures that swallowed the slime ball subconsciously close to him.

In other words, the poisonous frog provoked him just because it was tsundere?

Ahem...it's not a bad thing after all.

Just being called cute made him feel uncomfortable.

The future Slime King should be full of majesty, making people want to kneel down and worship him at first sight. How can he be cute?

This is very wrong.

We must correct this problem immediately before it starts to emerge.

He said seriously, "This is just your illusion. In fact, it is my royal aura that affects you."

"I understand." Arno said seriously.

Indeed, as a swamp demon, the boss should be a powerful and terrifying existence. How can he be insulted by being cute?

It seems that this demon follower's ability to read people's expressions is still a little lacking, and he needs to continue to improve.

At this moment, a scout bee soldier flew back and landed on Chen Yu's smooth gel.

"...King...Human...Awesome...Come in..."

"Arno, come on, the elite of the Rusty Key are here."

"Elite?" Arno's heart tightened. Those who could be called elite were at least formal professionals.

With his cunning petrification, he was able to deal with small fry like new employees, but if he really encountered a professional, it would be best to run as far away as possible if there was no boss.

"Boss, what should I do? How about I act as bait and lure them into the trap I just dug?"

"Can you beat me?"

"I can't beat him." Arno said honestly.

"Then just follow me and squat behind the rock. They'll step into the trap themselves."

Chen Yu rode Xiaoka and found a rock to hide near the small dark room. Arno followed and hid beside him, instinctively entering stealth mode.

It’s no wonder that the Stone Man’s presence is not very strong, and he also has the “stealth” talent.

In Chen Yu's eyes, it seemed as if Arno had completely integrated into the mushroom stone group.

As long as he doesn't move, I'm afraid this Lv.1 stealth effect can be comparable to Lv.5.

Compared to a warrior, Arno is more suitable to be an assassin.

I don’t know what the ancestors of the Shiyi clan were thinking. They didn’t leave any assassin legacy, forcing their descendants to become warriors.

……

Thick white fog rolled and surged, and the foggy area was dead silent, as if swallowing up all light and sound.

The four members of Shadowfang Squad were like blurry grey shadows, struggling to make their way through the desperate situation where visibility was less than five steps.

"Boss, something's wrong up ahead!"

The razor weasel in charge of reconnaissance emerged from the thick fog like a ghost, its voice extremely low, with a hint of excitement of discovering prey.

"The white fog ahead is getting thicker, like a wall. The closer we get, the blurrier it gets. My sense of direction is completely messed up. It must be that magic circle."

Julian raised his hand and the team stopped immediately. He exchanged a glance with the old chimney beside him.

Old Chimney understood and took out the alchemical bomb.

"Location?"

"At eleven o'clock, fifteen steps away, where the energy fluctuations are most chaotic, there's a huge, misshapen mushroom rock, like a node."

The razor weasel reported the location accurately.

"Rock Sword, cover. Razor Weasel, guard the flanks." Julian's orders were concise and calm.

"Yes."

Old Chimney took a deep breath of the cold mist with a strong musty smell, his eyes focused on estimating the distance and angle. The muscles in his arm tensed instantly, and he threw the alchemical bomb in his hand at an extremely tricky angle in the direction pointed by the razor weasel.

"Oh!"

The bomb exploded with a muffled thud, the magic circle was precisely destroyed, and the thick fog ahead was torn apart as if by an invisible giant hand.

A crooked and dilapidated fortress appeared, as crude as a naughty boy's mud work.

Then it was quickly enveloped by the thick fog that surged in from all directions, becoming blurred, leaving only a standing black shadow.

"what!"

Razor Weasel was the first to sneer.

This is the bastion of fear for those wimps? A magic circle?

it's so funny.

He thought it was some dragon's lair or devil's cave.

He even suspected that this so-called fortress would collapse in a few days without his help.

The razor weasel's vigilance dropped a little.

"Boss, I'll go explore the way."

Julian said nothing, as if he approved of his behavior.

Chapter 87: Ordinary Miracle Arno

Behind the mushroom rock, two heads, one big and one small, poked out cunningly.

It was Arno and Chen Yu.

As for Xiao Ka, because he was too short and his climbing ability was useless, he couldn't climb up at all and could only curl up and hide underneath.

bomb?

Arno took a deep breath.

These elite soldiers of the Rusty Key are too cruel.

In order to deal with him, expensive alchemical bombs were used.

Fortunately, he didn't act stubbornly and insisted on being the bait, otherwise he would have been blown to pieces.

"Boss, your invincible magic circle is broken."

Chen Yu lowered his body to reduce his presence, his body became flat, and he said speechlessly:

"What invincible magic circle? This is just the most rubbish magic circle."

"When there's a chance, I'll make a bigger one for you to see."

The small maze array is a common thing in Xu Xuantian, so why does it sound so weird in Arno's mouth?

Something that can be broken with bare hands is hit by a bomb here.

"Huh? The worst kind?"

Arno's cheeks felt a little hot, he seemed to have underestimated the devil's strength.

"Someone is coming." Chen Yu reminded.

Arno quickly petrified himself to reduce his presence, and said cunningly, "I've dug three traps along the way. If he dares to come here, he'll definitely fall into them."

"Is this what you mean?"

On the way to the small dark room, an agile figure groped cautiously. It was the razor weasel that came to explore the way.

He had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly stopped.

"Humph, just some low-level traps."

The razor weasel sneered disdainfully. Only a three-year-old child would step on such a crude and crude trap, so he jumped over it.

Arno whispered excitedly, "I dug this way on purpose to lower his vigilance."

Before he could finish his words, Razorback Weasel landed on the ground and realized that the mud under his feet seemed too soft.

Something is wrong!

He became alert and with his agility, he tapped the ground lightly, causing the trap to collapse, revealing the dagger-like spike trap underneath. He leaped over it with ease.

This assassin is so agile.

Arno was stunned. He quickly said, "I knew he could easily get through the second trap, so I also prepared a third trap to ensure he wouldn't be able to react in time."