The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life
Chapter 327: The Mist-terious Nightcrawler (3)

Chapter 327: The Mist-terious Nightcrawler (3)

When Chunhua was able to gain an upper hand, nearly landing a spear strike, the opponent sensed the danger and wisely retreated.

Chunhua once again failed and was very frustrated.

The bangle: Eh, this fellow is a chicken! It’s afraid!

Chunhua didn’t share the same reaction with the bangle.

This fellow was very much like the Nightcrawler in a superhero movie and had very excellent grasp of timing.

If she was at golden core stage, she could also have endless short distance access to teleportation. Sadly she could only resort to daydreaming now.

Unbeknown to her, the opponent was also agitated when it saw the dents and cracks on the blades of its scimitars, and Chunhua’s uninjured state. Just how high her defense is? This is inhumane.

Even though, this human was full of blind spots and was clearly inexperienced in battle but the latter’s swift responses and fatal counterattack make up for this aspect.

If not for its fast reflexes and special innate skill, it might be dead by now. Any of those knockbacks will send it flying and caused severe injuries.

The bangle witnessed the opponent’s smooth body transitions and complained: That’s cheating!

Chunhua seconded the bangle’s words. I know right! This Nightcrawler should go camp at a different map!

Who placed this NPC here? Don’t they think it’s a bit unfair?

If her attacks don’t even land, then what’s the whole point of fighting?

(┛ಠДಠ)┛彡┻━┻

Anyways, Chunhua glanced at the trident through the corner of her eyes before recalling one of her Senior Sister’s quotes.

It isn’t shameful to retreat if the fight is unfair! The important matter is we must be clear with our goal!

ε=ε=ε=ε=┏( ￣▽￣)┛ To the trident!

Nightcrawler 2.0 saw Chunhua stopped paying it attention and was running and jumping towards the trident.

"It’s not yours." It asserted under its breath in anger upon seeing the creature dared to desire the trident.

Nightcrawler tossed the two scimitars like boomerang and held the golden chains tightly.

Chunhua was about to land but two scimitars knocked the rock away. Chunhua missed and dropped.

Nightcrawler didn’t finish there and attacked Chunhua while she was in middle of falling down.

Chunhua deflected one of the blades heading for her neck but only blocked the other, grasped the chains, yanked it before conjuring a block of ice to cushion her fall.

Nightcrawler felt the sudden harsh pull and was easily dragged.

It tried to pull the chains back but couldn’t fight Chunhua’s Mount Tai strength and quickly let go scimitars.

It hands were still trembling and were painful. It reckoned that under the gloves, its hands sustained wounds.

It quickly used healing skills to recover and lessening the throbbing pain it felt.

It was confident at first that it can take down the human without consuming that but now, it seem it current strength alone couldn’t beat the human.

Three tiny vials appeared on its hand and inside was the familiar blue liquid.

Time is of the essence. Better get the trident and leave this place.

On the principle of not wasting anything, Chunhua gathered the chains stored the weapons in her inventory instead of throwing them in the lava.

The bangle was thrilled at the new food, a epic-grade at that and complimented its Master: That was nice Master! I have no doubts and knew you could steal...I mean beat the other guy’s ass.

Chunhua: It’s not going to be yours.

After learning of that there are penalties if the bangle happen to devour weapon with an owner, Chunhua will be strict in its diet.

The bangle felt that he just shot himself in the foot: "..."

Chunhua jumped back up in the battlefield and was just in time to see the opponent drunk the three vials.

Narrowing her eyes, she was dumfounded at the contents of the prompt.

[Oceanid’s Blood (75% Diluted)- Epic Grade]

( ⁰д⁰) Where did Nightcrawler get those?

Did King Nephim opened a hospital before and was fond of blood donation charity events because three vials were quite generous!

But 75% diluted?

Chunhua was even more confused.

Unfortunately, no one was able to answer her question, Nightcrawler who just drunk three portions of grape juice gave her some kind of a piercing glare.

Because it takes a while to digest the blood’s properties and the blood was not 100% pure, it induced side effects. Chunhua noticed Nightcrawler was swaying like a drunken person and covered its arms over its head.

Since it was too late for her to interrupt, Chunhua took advantage of the other side’s unstable state to quickly arrive at the destination.

The floating rock to the trident was stuck was slightly wider than she expected, around five meter in diameter and lava veins spread around like tree roots.

Chunhua extend her hand and dashed for the trident.

Another hand also touched the trident at the same time.

Chunhua looked up and saw the Nightcrawler.

The place trembled and remaining floating rocks fell into the lava, disintegrating and the scene when the fire storm happened replayed in the very same room.

Pillars of lava shot to the ceiling and the walls crumbled.

Knowing they had very little time, Chunhua mustered all her strength to pull the trident.

The cloaked figure saw Chunhua’s hand on the trident and water shaped into a blade appeared on her hand and was about to severe Chunhua’s hand, "You’re not qualified."

The golden staff of the trident shined a blinding light. Chunhua heard a loud screeching scream.

She knew it was from the Nightcrawler 2.0 because she saw the latter’s right glove melted and its whole hand scorched before the intense light blurred her vision.

Out of worry, Chunhua wanted to retract her hand, but thinking about Chef Long, she directed most of qi essence reserve to cover her right arm.

Bracing herself, she waited for the pain to come but it didn’t instead, there flurry of images in her head.

She found herself underwater and saw a figure sitting on the throne.

She had thought it was King Nephim at first but upon a closer look, it was actually an old man.

Time left marks on his face and skin and his long white hair flapped along the currents and donning on the golden armor and a golden crown.

His eyes were closed appearing to be asleep but both of his hands were holding on the trident’s staff.