Chapter 105: Vulnerable "Tsk, don't say it, Banan, you're pretty good like this now."
Moge looked up and down at the big tree that Banan had transformed into, with playful eyes.
"What the hell" “Quite burly” "" After hearing Merger's description, Banan's rather depressed voice came from the big tree, "It's time, Merger, please stop making fun of me."
The corners of Moge's lips raised slightly, "I'm not afraid that you will be nervous."
"I'm really nervous."
The big tree that Banan transformed into shook its branches and leaves.
But before Mog could answer, several thick trees in front of the clearing where Mog and Banan were standing suddenly broke and fell to the ground, creating a cloud of smoke and dust.
Amidst the swirling smoke and sawdust, a wolf-shaped creature with long, bright gray hair slowly walked out.
"Sirius" The Sirius man walked over leisurely, but Mog felt like he was facing a powerful enemy, his muscles all tense.
However, even if Banan didn't answer him, Mog was quite sure that the half-human, half-wolf creature in front of him was none other than the Sirius.
The Sirius man slowly walked towards the direction of the big tree that Merger and Banan had turned into.
He did not look at Merger, but looked up at the lush tree next to Merger.
He opened the corners of his blood-stained mouth and spoke with an ancient expression.
The Sirius language smiled and said: "The original form of the ancient tree elf" Seeing the Sirius looking at the big tree that Banan had transformed into, Moge frowned and shouted angrily in the language of the abyss: "Dirty bastard, come at me if you have any problem."
Hearing this sentence in the language of the Abyssal Clan, the Sirius looked at Mog in surprise, and also sneered in the Abyssal language: "Weak human reptiles just like to collude everywhere."
The big tree that Banan transformed into shook a few times, and then his slightly nervous voice came from the big tree, "Sirian, Mog is my friend.
Please don't talk nonsense."
Hearing this, Moge's lips curled up slightly, thinking that Banan was an underage elf after all.
In addition, the ancient tree elves lived in seclusion for many years, so Banan couldn't even curse.
When the "friend" heard Banan's words, the Sirius seemed to have heard a big joke.
He was laughing so hard that he was extremely arrogant.
The Sirius nodded to himself, "That's right, despicable elves and weak humans do deserve to be friends, hahahaha."
"Go to hell!"
Moge immediately became angry when he heard this, stamped his feet violently, and his body turned into an afterimage and shot out, jumping towards the Sirius.
Merger's arms were tied around her waist, and her tight muscles bulged high.
Then his fist suddenly swung out and hit the Sirius' face with all his strength.
However, in the face of the heavy punch coming, the Sirius man stood motionless, quietly looking at Mog who was flying towards him, and the corners of his blood-stained mouth slowly revealed a mocking smile. .
Just when Merger's fist was about to hit Sirius' face, Sirius suddenly turned sideways and easily dodged Merger's powerful and heavy blow.
Although the Sirius man only opened his body slightly, the movement range was extremely small.
But on this side, the movements are extremely clever.
Even the heavy punches from Mog can break mountains and rocks.
But he couldn't attack the Sirius, and it was in vain to pour all his strength into nowhere.
Merger was not surprised that the blow missed.
In Murger's estimation, the Sirians were much stronger than the Abyss Troll Thrall, so the Sirens could easily dodge this attack.
It was also within his expectation.
Before the attack was successful, Merg immediately turned over in mid-air, kicked his feet violently on the thick trunk of a big tree, and continued to rush towards the Sirius.
Obviously, the werewolf will not be attacked.
Merger wouldn't give up.
The tree trunk, which was hugged by about three people, shook violently under Moge's kick, and then countless leaves and branches fell down one after another.
The sound of crashing could be heard all of a sudden, which showed the strength of Moge's feet.
Moge, who once again turned into an afterimage, stepped forward, raised his fist with all his strength, and smashed the Sirius' head down.
The Sirius, who had his back to Merg, grinned and let out a sneer.
Even though there was a strong wind behind his head, and there were even continuous sounds of explosions in the air, the disdainful smile on the corner of the Sirius man's mouth did not disappear.
When Merger's fist was about to fall and hit Sirius' head heavily, Sirius suddenly took a step forward and once again avoided Merger's attack very skillfully.
The Sirius cleverly staggered his body, causing Merger's fist to lose its target again and hit the air.
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But because Merger's fist was so powerful, he could not hold back the force at all, so this powerful and heavy punch hit the ground directly behind the Sirius's feet.
There was only a loud bang, and the ground hit by Moge's punch exploded.
Rocks and soil suddenly flew everywhere, and thick dust and smoke filled the air.
The blow failed again, and Moge's heart tightened.
He slapped the ground with both hands and hurriedly retreated.
Merger retreated in such a hurry because he was worried that the Sirians would take this opportunity to hit him hard.
But it was obvious that the Sirius didn't pay much attention to Merger.
The Sirius didn't turn around until Merger had withdrawn more than ten meters away.
The Sirius clearly ignored Merger's attack.
And this contempt was the first time that anger ignited in Merger's heart.
Merger narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the Sirius's back with cold eyes.
Although Moge was furious in his heart and wanted to tear the Sirius into pieces immediately, the two consecutive blows were easily avoided by the Sirius, which made Moge deeply feel the insignificance of his strength.
Without bringing out the black lines on his arms and upper body, Merg's strength at the moment is only around the Eight-Star Fighter, and he is still a long, long way from becoming a legend.
Moreover, Merger only knew that the strength of the Sirius was above the legendary realm, but what the strength of the Sirius was, Merger still didn't know.
The feeling of powerlessness caused by the huge gap in strength made Moge impatient, but he also became increasingly cautious.
Merg's knees were slightly bent, and he exerted force on his feet.
Then his body was like a cannonball, flying towards the Sirius's back.
In mid-air, with afterimages appearing behind him, Merger raised his knees, looking at his posture, as if he wanted to smash the Sirius into pieces.
Of course, it was just Merger's imagination to smash the Sirius into pieces.
Merger knew that it would be difficult for his blow to stick to the Sirius' fur, let alone hurt the Sirius.
Facing Merg who was attacking again, the Sirius man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth slowly disappeared.
Merg's perseverance made the Sirius frown.
To the Sirius, Merg's incomparably weak attack was even more annoying than the entanglement of a fly.
A cold light flashed in Sirius's bright yellow eyes.
It was obvious that Mog's repeated attacks had aroused his impatience.
Facing the sudden knee strike from behind, the Sirius man slowly turned around.
He twisted his neck a few times, and then said extremely arrogantly: "You are a human bug who overestimates your capabilities."
Seeing the Sirius turn around, Merg's momentum in mid-air continued unabated and he crashed straight into the Sirius' chest.
But the collision that Merger expected did not happen.
He only felt the strong wind blowing suddenly in front of him.
He didn't even pay attention to the movements of the Sirius.
Then his throat tightened.
Merger's throat had been locked by the Sirius, and his whole body was The tall Sirius man choked the air with one hand.
The cold and sharp nails of the Sirius pierced Moge's skin, and little bits of bright red blood overflowed, dyeing the nails of the Sirius blood red.
At the same time, the huge pressure from the Sirian's claws squeezed Merg's throat tightly, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Mog's face turned red as he was out of breath.
A sense of dizziness lingered in Mog's mind, and his limbs began to become limp and weak.
Merger kept beating the Sirius's thick arms, but the strength in Merger's fist was getting smaller and smaller.
In just a few breaths, Merg could hardly feel the existence of his limbs.
His strength continued to drain, and his body that kept struggling gradually sank down weakly
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