Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 65
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A kick caused the head of a Transcendent to fall to the ground.
When Stark held the gold treasure chest, his expression was calm.
So f*cking fierce?
This scene stunned the Fire Wolf Bandits!
However, they were elites who had survived the apocalypse. After realizing what Stark had done, they immediately roared in anger.
"Damn, kid, you're courting death!"
"I'll personally make you watch as your intestines are torn out by me!"
"Fire Blade Slash!"
..
Facing this group of bastards, Stark didn't even say a word.
His gaze focused, and he directly raised the Sword of God and started to slaughter the people around him.
"Gale Attack!"
The Sword of God in Stark's hand fused with the Dragon's Roar. A gust of gale surged out from the tip of the sword and slashed towards a bandit in front of him.
Rip!
The bandit's body was instantly torn apart, and his corpse flew out along with the aftershock.
After that.
"Bang!" A wall was smashed into pieces!
All the bandits were astonished by this attack.
However, it was also at this moment that Stark's figure appeared within the encirclement of everyone.
Facing the furious attacks of the bandits after being astonished, Stark was not the least bit flustered. He stretched out his hand and activated the Lightning Chain!
The sound of electric currents surged.
The surrounding bandits were struck by the Lightning Chain. With a miserable shriek, their bodies exploded with electric currents, and they were unable to move even half a step!
At this moment, Stark's figure finally moved!
Stark's entire equipment, strength and agility, the two basic attributes, were basically above 200 points. Even his constitution, which was not strong, had already exceeded 100 points!
What kind of concept was this!
At this moment, the average attributes of the level 20 bandits were only around 80 points!
Stark was twice as terrifying as them!
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In addition to Stark's Sword of God, Body of Zeus, and Pope's equipment and abilities, the gap between the two was not just twice as wide.
Stark was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep!
The first target he locked onto was the guy who had said he wanted to pull out his intestines!
At this moment, he was holding a long knife in his hand. Under the effect of the Lightning Chain, he was stiff and unable to move.
"Ah, trash."
He stood up and walked straight in front of this guy.
Chi la! The Sword of God in his hand pierced through this bandit's lower abdomen and directly pulled out his intestines.
He couldn't be bothered to look at these people.
Bright red blood splattered all over everyone's bodies.
But that didn't mean that he wouldn't be angry at these people's "bold words."
Everything was far from over. The sword was raised once again!
It slashed directly at the body of the man beside him.
"Wind Blade Tornado!"
Chi la!
With another sound, the sword that had fused with the fury wind blade slashed out a storm that tore through the bandit's chest, sending several people flying dozens of meters into the air.
This fall would definitely shatter them into pieces, and they would die.
In just two blinks of an eye, including one person who had been trampled to death, five people had died!
The remaining ten or so people finally reacted!
Their faces were filled with fear, but they all took out their weapons.
The three people who were closer to Stark went into battle with their swords and spears, attacking Stark.
"A bunch of trash.
"Get lost!" The Sword of God seemed to carry a massive force as it swept out. It cut the bodies of the three people into a line and sent the pieces flying.
Three huge pits appeared on the reinforced concrete wall behind Stark. The steel bars were all broken and exposed.
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It was clear how terrifying Stark's strength was!
"It's over. It's over. Run!"
"This guy is a f*cking lunatic!"
"Where are the rest of our members? Why aren't they here yet!?"
"Who the f*ck dares to attack? Who wants to die?"
The remaining few people were finally afraid. After all, they were just a bunch of scum bandits. After realizing the severity of the problem, they didn't care about anything else and immediately fled.
A fierce glint flashed across Stark's eyes!
Since they had already formed a grudge, Stark naturally did not plan to let them off.
The Sword of God in his hand was like a divine sword, slashing out diagonally!
A wind blade slashed out!
Instantly, another fellow who did not have time to escape was cut into pieces by Stark.
At this moment, Sejit saw the scene in front of him and was completely dumbfounded!
In his heart, he was about to curse eighteen generations of his ancestors.
How did he provoke such a devil?
What kind of pervert did he enrage?!
"Hurry up and leave!" Sejit also made the same decision as his subordinates.
After all, he knew that his life was important.
He knew that he couldn't win, so why would he still pretend to be the boss and rush over? Wasn't that courting death?
However, he was different from the previous bandits. He directly ran to the back of the villa.
Stark naturally had long noticed Sejit's movements.
After killing the remaining few fellows in front of him, Stark's figure directly chased after Sejit!
Stark's speed was extremely fast. Even if Sejit had already run first, he would catch up.
"You bastard, you forced me to do this!"
Seeing that Stark was about to catch up, a trace of viciousness flashed in Sejit's eyes!
"Wind steps!"
His speed suddenly increased once again!
His speed was finally on par with Stark's.
This was a skill book that he had accidentally gotten while killing elite monsters. Although it wasn't an offensive skill, it was a godly life-saving skill.
However, the duration of the skill was only three minutes.
Of course, he knew that even if he activated this skill, he might not be able to escape from Stark's claws.
Therefore, what he needed to do was to lure Stark into a ruined building at the back of the block.
There was a level 20 elite monster there. In this block, their bandit group was not able to defeat it. They did not dare to provoke it, either.
That was right; he wanted to scam Stark.
A level 20 elite monster, even if he had to die, he would drag Stark down with him! At the very least, he still had a chance!
Three minutes passed quickly.
At this time, Sejit brought Stark to an abandoned school field.
However, Stark did not notice anything, as Sejit was about to be captured by him.
However, it was also at this moment.
"Roar!"
Following a loud roar, a figure suddenly jumped up from the teaching building.
"Bang!"
Following the loud sound of landing, this figure instantly appeared between Stark and Sejit.
Until now, Stark finally noticed what the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him was.
It was a huge mutated giant wolf.
Its eyes were flashing with red light, and the fangs in its mouth were all out of its mouth.
The airwaves created by its exhalation blew Stark's hair carelessly.
At this moment, after starving for several days, it saw the two people in front of it. The wolf's eyes were filled with excitement.
It was as if the two in front of it had become its food!
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