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Weston also made a knife to the injured Goblin. When the blade cut into the opponent's body, Weston felt very strange.

It felt like a small solution, or the end of masturbation, and suddenly my scalp was numb, and I couldn't help shivering.

"It feels a bit like the description of a perverted murderer in a movie..." Weston muttered.

Could it be that there is a distorted personality hidden under his bright appearance?

Seeing the green blood gushing out along the edge of the knife, Weston stopped torturing the goblin and cut a knife to the neck. The bones were soft, but he still felt a little resistance.

puff!

The green blood splashed, and before the picture of the crabs appeared, the goblins turned into a pile of black mist, leaving only a magic stone.

Weston stood there thinking, the experience of killing a goblin for the first time was very important to him.

"I'm not allergic to blood, but I remember the moment when the knife cut into the opponent's body.

Of course, this may also be a side effect of the slow adaptation of my proficiency just now, so I can clearly feel it.

Goblin's bones are soft, so it doesn't need too much force, it can be cut just by the sharpness of the blade.

That way, I might be able to practice some moves when I meet the goblins.

I may be able to use all the things explained in the novels and movies in my previous life. "

While thinking in his heart, Weston suddenly felt a sense of hostility.

"Boss, be careful!" The Fox Girl supporter exclaimed from behind.

Weston didn't respond, even though he was thinking, he didn't fall for the defenses around him.

Ahead, a goblin wielding a club was rushing towards him in desperation, and behind him were two orc martial artists.

"Sorry, Captain."

Missing?

Weston glanced blankly at the angry and roaring goblin in front of him, and the movement in his hand stopped.

"meteor!"

The movement was very slow, Weston's hand joints only turned twice in a row, but the hand holding the sword had moved back and forth three times, and the blade in his hand drew three arcs in front.

The rhythm of the rhythm, like a fast 12 when dancing, and then ends with a 1.

Along with the arcs of the three blades, the goblin's face, waist, and neck spurted three green blood, which then dissipated into a cloud of black mist.

Before Weston had time to rejoice, the bones made a crackling sound, and his face was tangled.

"Is the boss practicing any skills? Although it is very slow, it is still very powerful." The Fox Girl supporter was surprised.

"Really?" Weston smiled slightly, but he had already deleted this skill in his mind.

Meteor is a esoteric skill in a war chess game that is promoted as a Juggernaut. It is impossible for Weston to use his hand joints to perform four consecutive attacks at a time.

If it wasn't for being beaten out by Lyu during this period of time, his hand bones might have been dislocated just now.

The road of the Sword Saint, let's cut it honestly!

It's way too ambitious now.

Secretly said something in his heart, Weston returned to the front of the team.

The young magician who sent out the flaming snake was still enjoying the compliments from the people around him.

"Jealous?" The Fox Girl supporter followed and said tentatively.

Weston smiled: "Isn't it uncomfortable to compare my presence with Master? It's easy for him to force me. Luca!"

"Cut, pretend." Luca snorted disdainfully, and seemed very dissatisfied when she didn't get an answer, she ran to the other side in a blink of an eye, and the magic stone was her favorite.

……

A dozen goblins are dispatched together, and for high-level adventurers, it may be a matter of one sword and one magic.

However, for this group of teenagers, it was no less than an 'epic' battle.

A hero has been born, the heretic of the Fireball Cult, the red-haired half-goblin boy Yorick.

For the crowd around Yorick, Weston didn't bother, taking advantage of the momentum and letting the team rest for a while.

"Captain, should we go to the second floor next?"

After resting for about ten minutes, the young red-haired swordsman Kebin was eager to ask questions.

"Yeah, Captain. If you go early, you might be able to meet the lord of the estate, which will drop rare items!" Yorick said with hope in his eyes.

Weston frowned and glanced at the group of teenagers. Against the background of the lights, they all flashed the same expectation.

Because of Yorick's magic just now, these teenagers have all swelled up?

This is not a good thing.

Still, at least not bad.

Another meaning of expansion can also be understood as self-confidence.

"First clean up the place similar to the monster's lair on this floor, at least make up the money for the equipment potions of your adventure this time, and then we will go to the lower floor." Weston continued to induce.