Chapter 135 134. The weight of faith

Dagon's physical entity in the material world possesses protective power that Lan En thinks is completely abnormal!

Although before the war started, Lan En had already been mentally prepared to encounter Yao Mozi. After all, his opponent was the body of an evil god, so nothing was abnormal.

But in the current situation, the full-strength sword he was preparing to strike couldn't even break through the defense!

Not only was the defense unable to be broken, it seemed that even the impact of the slash was completely vented into the air, without even touching Dagon's body!

"I feel like I'm completely out of reach of Him."

With a light leap backward, Lann just dodged the sharp claws of a deep diver.

The steps stir up splashes of water and crush the lotus leaves.

This deep one rushed so close that Lan En's blade range was no longer good enough to deal with it.

So after a twist of the wrist, the weighted ball at the end of the hilt of the silver sword hit the deep diver's side temple with his teeth and claws arrogant.

With a "bang" sound, the ferocious monster, which was originally very aggressive, simply lay on its side on the shallow layer of water.

A large eyeball has been squeezed out of the socket, and a large section of bone from the temple to the brow bone has been dented by the impact of Lan En's sword hilt.

Dagon's palm was spread wide enough to hold an entire adult human being.

The shallow layer of water was instantly frozen into ice!

"Whoa whoa!"

"The vitality is very tenacious, but the difficulty of dealing with it is equivalent to facing a senior warrior."

These believers in the evil god were not taken seriously by Lan En from beginning to end.

"Sir, according to the feedback from the soles of the feet touching the ground, in the moment just now, the enemy's weight decreased by 136 kilograms."

Like a sickle cutting wheat, Lan En's figure flashed past with silver light, and the eight deep divers, tall and low, now had the same height.

At the same time, Lan En took out a [North Wind] from the alchemy leather bag with his left hand and threw it towards Dagon who did not dodge.

It seems to have no effect.

But it's not dead yet.

The body of the Evil God, who never dodges, seems not to be hindered by anything in this situation.

Dagon's body looked as if he had stood for several days in the cold winter, and the mucus and water on his body were frozen into a white ice shell.

The body in front of you, which weighs at least a dozen tons, is not composed of conventional blood and flesh, but the crystallization of strength and the faith of believers!

According to the lady, the power of the evil god has been blocked by her and her friends in the depths of the world.

Although Dagon's more than ten tons of weight and supernatural power are very intimidating, Lan En's adaptability to the enemy in battle is beyond imagination.

[North Wind] came out of the palm of his hand. After crossing Dagon, Lan En jumped up slightly and let his feet out of the water.

They don’t even care about themselves, how can they care about their believers?

Lan En, on the other hand, faced the wind pressure and protruded forward from under the opponent's wrist.

And another possibility.

Lan En keenly remembered what the lady in the lake said.

The muscles of the two long legs worked together, and the boots with armor plates suddenly stirred up waves in the water.

But it was the deep diver caught between Dagon’s feet and the ground. Unscathed!

Lan En's steps suddenly stabilized during the sudden stop, which was very different from the previous stagger.

A large amount of combat memory support and Mentos' data analysis allow him to always be able to handle the enemy shortly after engaging it.

In other words - one face-to-face meeting is enough.

Half of the body of the evil god should have been sprayed with blood as if it had been sprayed by an uncovered juicer.

The next moment, a freezing sound of "click, click, click" exploded on Dagon's altar.

The material entity of Dagon is: 'The power of the evil god passes through the rift where the celestial sphere meets, and merges with the anchor point formed by the faith of the fallen half-fish people'.

Lan En's left hand stretched out to his lower back, his steps moved sideways, and his right hand holding the sword lightly swung to the right and back.

But the reality made Lan En's eyes narrow slightly.

The witcher raised his eyes and continued to stare at Dagon's movement.

He took his hands out from his lower back and already held two round bombs in his palms.

The body fell, and the force of the forward thrust caused the body to begin to slide.

He just opened his palm and swung it, and the air flow caused a frightening roar.

Lan En, who jumped forward, had already placed the silver sword at his side.

Beat him half to death, fall to death completely.

"Can you even distinguish between friend and foe through physical impact? Still"

The soles of Dagon's feet indeed stepped on the deep diver's body, and the impact force of more than ten tons was also reflected on the stone ground.

Lan En glanced at the Deep Diver on the ground and didn't insist on finishing the last hit, because Dagon was chasing Lan En down again with his obviously supernatural jump!

With just one strike and the analysis of Mentos' data, Lan clearly understood the depth of this enemy.

The divers had one or both feet frozen in ankle-deep ice.

At just the right moment, the flying deep diver sent his neck to Lan En's lightly swung sword blade.

Faced with Dagon's trampling, which weighed at least more than ten tons, Lan En had already withdrawn.

But Lan En laughed softly at this moment.

Compared with Dagon's fist, which is half the size of a human being, Lan En's long sword of the Bear School, which is already slightly wider than an ordinary half-hand sword, can really only be regarded as a 'toothpick'.

Even if a heavily armored Demon Hunter of the Bear School puts on the Seal of Quen, one hit would probably be enough to send him flying ten meters into the air.

The shell of the alchemy bomb shattered in mid-air, and the sound of "clicking, clicking" ice suddenly appeared.

The half-fish, half-human foot stepped on the ground and moved towards Lan En.

"Shua-"

The blade of the silver sword cut through the skin, trachea, and bones of the throat. A huge fish head was thrown backward, while the strong body staggered forward.

He could only scream in pain from frostbite.

He originally thought that when Dagon landed, he would see the Deep Diver trampled to pieces.

The abnormally strong deep diver rushed towards Lan En crazily.

It is estimated that all of the components that make up the body have become non-renewable resources.

Then the only thing left to solve is faith!

"Whoa whoa!"

If it can cause harm, then things will be easier to handle.

The center of gravity in the body is like mercury, flowing but not scattered.

Evil gods are irrational and unordered beings. How can they distinguish between ourselves and the enemy for the sake of mere believers?

And the deep diver whose head was smashed was still on the ground unable to move.

It seems that too many sources of faith were lost in an instant.

"You don't need me to do anything. In this small terrain, the efficiency of every punch and trample of the ignorant Dagon in causing damage is much higher than if I were to chop it with a 'toothpick'."

The ice shell did not delay even half a second, and Dagon, whose appearance remained unchanged, was still walking on his own.

The two slender eyebrows were tangled together, and Lan En came up with a hypothesis in his mind.

Its abnormal vitality makes it far from death.

"Mentos, how much lighter has He become?"

Dagon's body, which had been motionless from beginning to end, suddenly shattered into pieces of light visible to the naked eye.

His body also became like a projected image, blurred.

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