Chapter 668: Chapter 222: Was the Angel Killed by Tracy Garcia? (Please Subscribe)_2
Even he himself hadn’t realized that he had fallen into a very peculiar state, his heart seemingly possessed by a strange obsession, either to learn or to break free.
It was at this moment, the negative Mental Power around him swarmed like a tide, quietly seeping in through any cracks.
Leonard Churchill was completely unaware that he was immersed in it.
But after a moment, the Werewolf’s innate alertness made him suddenly feel a chilling Killing Intention on his back.
Only then did Leonard snap out of his trance-like state, immediately realizing something, “Enemy attack!”
Without any hesitation, a Curse Seal instantly covered his body, and a coppery metallic sheen appeared on his skin.
In the first moment, a layer of air swirled around his fist as he turned and threw a heavy punch backward.
At the same time, Leonard finally realized, belatedly, that he had become addicted to the carvings he was looking at, and he inwardly exclaimed, “Such a strong addictive effect on the spirit!”
The energy emanating from these murals was far more potent than some hallucinogenic potions.
A thought flashed through his mind.
“Thud!”
Leonard’s punch precisely met the fist of his attacker.
Although he had only recently advanced to the Third Tier, with Tyrant Body and Curse Seal enhancing his fist, it was like a steel drill. Normally, if it hit an alloy shield, it would blast a large dent in it with one punch.
But in that confident moment, as their fists touched, Leonard’s face suddenly changed.
He felt as if his fist had not struck a fleshy punch but had perfectly collided with the sharp tip of a knight’s lance!
In an instant, that strange piercing force pierced through several of his phalanges.
“Could it be Gun Technique?!”
Seeing this, Leonard was also greatly shocked.
He never expected that this punch would be the same gun technique he had just seen on the rock wall!
But it wasn’t over yet!
If his physical condition had not been strong and he didn’t have the “Curse of Immortality” Secret Skill, he likely would have lost limbs by now.
Just from this brief exchange, Leonard was inwardly amazed, “This is the ‘Intention’ it comprehended? Its combat instinct is simply flawless...”
It was as if it was an unconscious instinct, always attacking and blocking at exactly the right spots.
This made Leonard very aware that he would gain no advantage in close combat, even with his physical attributes greatly exceeding the other’s.
The noise of the fight was tremendous, sounding like blasting and mining dynamite in this tunnel.
There was more than one Mutated miner on this sixth level of the mine.
Leonard didn’t want to get entangled. Seeing that he couldn’t win quickly, a flash of silver darted from his hand.
The flying knife zipped out like lightning.
“Whoosh,” “Whoosh,” “Whoosh”...
The flying knife was virtually imperceptible in the darkness, piercing through the air at high speeds.
However, the long-armed monster perfectly dodged with a strange posture.
Seeing this, Leonard frowned slightly, but at the same time, a layer of Gravitational Ripple swirled in his hand.
He briskly pulled with his left claw fingers, and the flying knives that had just been thrown made an eerie U-turn, then shot back at tenfold speed.
The long-armed miner seemed to have sensed something and instinctively began to dodge.
But the knives were too fast to be entirely avoided.
“Slash,” “Slash,” two strikes still cut through its joints.
One strike hit its knee, piercing through and opening a wound, causing the entire body of the creature to stagger and fall onto one knee.
Seeing the madman reveal a flaw, Leonard left a trail of afterimages as he appeared right in front of the creature and launched a punch.
“Thud!”
The long-armed madman was blasted away, vomiting blood in mid-air, and then crashed against the rock wall.
Such a punch would have severely injured or killed a human being.