Chapter 60

This president of the Heavenly Kingdom is really down on his luck. Fang Yi stepped forward, picked up the hand crossbow on the ground, and saw that there were still three unused crossbow bolts inside. Glancing at the attributes of the hand crossbow, Fang Yi couldn't help but grin: Could it be that my luck has been maxed out by Sister Tamora?

Triple-shot Hand Crossbow (Fine Hand Crossbow)

One-handed

Level Requirement: 14

Durability: 12

Weight: 3

Damage: 6-12

Hard Crossbow: +5 range, +1 projectile power

Triple-shot: Can load three small crossbow bolts and fire them all at once, but each hit deals 15% less damage.

The special attributes of the hand crossbow made it a perfect little treasure for sneak attacks. Fang Yi held the hand crossbow in his hands, unable to put it down, constantly flipping it over. If he could coat the crossbow bolts with a little poison or some paralyzing agent, with the triple-shot ensuring a high success rate, wouldn't that be amazing?

The cooldown for the monster's respawn had passed. This time, the monster didn't make a flashy entrance by leaping down; instead, it slowly "flowed" down. Fang Yi looked at the information from the Detect skill, frowned, and looked at the monster on the pillar, which resembled a puddle of mud, and involuntarily clicked his teeth.

The black shadow on the pillar kept changing color and shape—water droplets, an ogre's foot, soft, sausage-like branches. The black shadow slowly "flowed" from the surface of the pillar to the ground, like a blob of black mercury, but more viscous. After a moment, it noticed the enemy standing in front of it and let out a scream that made one's hair stand on end.

Fang Yi couldn't describe the sound; it contained chaotic noise, the buzzing of insects, the sound of flowing water, and perhaps the sound of something wriggling. The wailing echoed back and forth in the hall, forming a long, chaotic, and terrifying reverberation.

Chaos Demon—Fang Yi softly recited the name of the enemy. At this moment, Fang Yi finally understood why his friend, despite his skills, had only managed to clear the eighth wave—the eighth wave was a combination of a level 14 elite wizard and two warriors, while this ninth wave jumped directly to a level 18 elite demon!

But there was no time for Fang Yi to think much. The Chaos Demon's speed was slow but deceptive, and it kept changing shape as it flowed down. The surface of the Chaos Demon turned pitch black, absorbing all the surrounding light, and its distorted, flowing body was about to touch Fang Yi's toes.

Fang Yi held his dual blades, moving with the Chaos Demon's movements, maintaining a safe distance of about three feet. Fang Yi knew all the attributes of the monsters he had encountered before and those listed on the official website by heart. He knew that this soft, disgusting thing had three nasty effects: poison, paralysis, and corrosion, and could change its shape at will, but it had a clear weakness—it couldn't maintain the same form for too long.

Calculating the intervals between the Chaos Demon's shape changes in his mind, Fang Yi paused his steps and suddenly lunged forward just as the goblin form was about to disappear, striking the Chaos Demon with Bloodflow and Night's Gift one after the other.

It felt like stabbing a large pile of jelly, but the damage numbers "−27, −13" that appeared above the target's head proved that the attack had indeed hit. The defense is so high! Fang Yi struck and then retreated, adjusting his stance to the side, preparing to jump away. At this moment, the Chaos Demon, which had been hit, let out a shrill scream. Its now grayish-white surface suddenly formed a spear, which stabbed towards the thief's abdomen.

Fang Yi's pupils instantly dilated, and his reflexes, which he had practiced diligently, kicked in. Despite not having fully adjusted his stance, Fang Yi's body bent at an odd angle, dodging the sudden thrust, but still got a small cut from the sharp spear.

System notification: You have been affected by Abyssal Toxin, taking 1 point of damage per second for 30 seconds.

Fang Yi quickly retreated two steps. The Chaos Demon had returned to its pitch-black form, with human faces floating on its surface, some in fear, some in ridicule, some in pain, and the accompanying eerie screams echoed in the hall. Fang Yi raised his dual blades and charged forward again.

Without the damage and control of a mage, and without the heavy armor protection of a warrior or knight, it was like being back on the square of the Combat Expert community, facing a similarly strong opponent with unpredictable attacks. Fang Yi once again entered the ethereal state he had when facing Green Bandit Lanskoy:

Parrying the Chaos Demon's changing spikes with the scimitar, he cut off a tentacle that was probing from below with the short sword at the last moment. As Fang Yi leaped into the air, he kept his eyes on his next landing point, and the blade of Bloodflow accurately slashed across the Chaos Demon's "head."

This back-and-forth struggle continued, with man and demon locked in battle. But the current Fang Yi was different from before. For every hit the Chaos Demon landed on Fang Yi, the short sword and scimitar would strike back twice. Time ticked by, and in the vast hall, only the sound of Fang Yi's agile movements and the Chaos Demon's occasional, emotionally charged screams could be heard.

Almost there! Fang Yi swung his right arm with all his might, and Bloodflow cut a red line towards the nearby Chaos Demon. At the same time, a powerful force struck Fang Yi's abdomen, and the short sword only slashed through the air in front of the demon. Fang Yi's body flew backward.

Just a little more! Looking at his remaining 12 health points and the life potion in cooldown, Fang Yi, unwilling to give up, propped himself up and bandaged himself. The severe injury caused his vision to blur, and everything in front of him seemed to be behind a frosted glass. A deep sense of powerlessness filled Fang Yi's body, as he was severely drained.

The Abyssal Toxin had 13 seconds left, and even if he killed the Chaos Demon, he would probably die too. Fang Yi squinted his eyes, struggling to identify the black demon nearby, and threw the scimitar with all his strength—He wasn't going to die that easily!

A crisp "ding" sounded. The remaining strength affected Fang Yi's aim, and the scimitar hit the floor hard, leaving a trail of golden sparks on the black ground and flying far away. Fang Yi sat on the ground, sliding backward a bit. Nine seconds left!

Wiping away the sweat that kept dripping, Fang Yi threw his weapon again. This time, the short sword spun along the ground and "thud" embedded itself in the Chaos Demon's body.

The trembling body of the Chaos Demon clearly hesitated, as its health was down to 6 points. After a two- or three-second pause, the Chaos Demon continued to "flow" towards Fang Yi, as its low intelligence could judge that the human in front of him was weaponless. This judgment was very accurate—until Fang Yi struggled to pull out the hand crossbow from his bag.

At such a close distance, the path of the crossbow bolt was almost a straight line. Fang Yi just aimed at the large, black, sticky mass in front of him and pulled the trigger. The spring snapped back to its original state, and the "snap" of the bowstring was the last sound Fang Yi heard before being enveloped in darkness. Gods, please don't let the bolt jam now!

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