After killing the giant tree guardian Rodin, the portrait picked up the fallen items on the ground into the storage ring, then stood up and turned to look at the people fighting with the monsters.

He quickly walked forward holding the purple martial sword and joined the battle.

"King Luoding, he is dead."

When the vine monsters saw Luo Ding lying quietly in a pool of blood in the distance, their expressions became depressed and a little disbelief.

Rodin's death greatly affected their morale, the situation was defeated and the battle ended soon.

The portrait looked at the people squatting in a corner with blood on their bodies and licking their wounds, and sighed in their hearts.

He didn't see that he was in a difficult situation, but now he could only move forward one way to the dark. The upcoming investigation officer of the Lord God is imminent and is always a hidden trouble.

After everyone finished resting, they continued to walk deeper, and soon they left the forest, and what was within reach was a tunnel leading to the underground.

As soon as the portrait stepped in, a fire-attribute shell came towards him. The distance was too close and there was no time to react and avoid it, so he could only bite the bullet and swayed the sword in his hand and stood up in front of his chest to resist.

The shell hit the sword and caused an explosion instantly, which directly lifted the portrait and hit the wall.

"Puchi" as the body surging, the portrait felt a sweet throat and couldn't help but spit out blood.

"Who is it?!" After the portrait was injured, it immediately took out a bottle of recovery medicine from the storage ring to pour it into it. After feeling that her physical condition had improved a few minutes, she quickly turned her head to look.

He is in a bad mood now and is inexplicably attacked by someone secretly. Fortunately, he is not as useless as he was hit by a bullet and lost half his life. However, when he felt the scorching pain on his chest, the portrait still couldn't help but complain.

After looking around, the portrait soon discovered a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness. He quickly walked up to him and pulled it out.

It was a self-aware cavalry. When it found itself exposed, it wanted to slide the gears and roll it into the distance.

"Muji"

The angry portrait waved the sword in his hand and kept hitting the torso of the Dragon Head Cannon. However, he soon found that he had no choice but to deal with the other party. Apart from leaving white marks, there was no trace of decay at all.

"I'll do it." Ji Lan, who was standing aside, looked depressed when she saw the portrait, and held back her smile and said.

The portrait sighed helplessly and nodded at her.

The dragon head cannon looked at Ji Lan, as if he noticed something. It had a strong sense of survival and rolled its gears desperately to escape.

"God of life, I praise you, the monsters will be decayed."

Ji Lan first used a binding spell to lock the dragon-head cannon firmly in place. Seeing that the other party could not move, he could only look at him with eyes, he felt relieved and recited the spell in his mouth.

Soon, the dragon head cannon was wrapped in a mysterious spell and began to rot and melt, and finally became a pile of useless scrap iron.

"You killed the dragon head cannon and earn a thousand reward points, a vortex gear, and a fire-attribute shell."

After the episode ended, everyone was relieved and continued to move in. After feeling the darkness ahead, the portrait took out the lighting instrument from the storage ring and handed it to everyone.

The dark passage suddenly became brighter, and at the same time it also alarmed the monsters hidden in the dark.

A dark ghost holding a huge sickle floated in the air, patrolling something with its blue and black eyes.

When it noticed the dazzling light coming from afar, it frowned and flew quickly towards it.

After squatting in the corner, a few lightning balls found the light coming from a distance, their body involuntarily attracted them.

"Be careful, everyone."

When the portrait saw the shadow refracted by the light, it instantly reacted. He knew that the monsters had appeared and quickly spoke to remind everyone.

"Sir"

After the gathered lightning balls discovered the invaders, they began to gather lights and quickly shot them at everyone.

"No, please dodge it."

The portrait hurriedly made a reminder, but was still one step late. When he came to the air, he looked down. Seeing that several people could not dodge and were hit by a lightning ball, the hair on his body instantly exploded, and burnt marks appeared, and the whole body emitted a burnt smell.

"Puff puff puff"

The portrait put the long sword in his hand up on his chest and used his skills to appear behind the lightning ball. However, he soon found that the sword images he had emitted were directly penetrated and hit the air.

This feeling of powerlessness and nowhere to be used makes him feel melancholy.

“Good opportunity.”

"Puchi" At the same time, the sickle ghost hidden in the darkness couldn't help but attack the portrait behind it.

He didn't notice it for a moment and was stabbed by a sickle. However, the portrait quickly noticed something was wrong. He actually felt the wound spreading around and began to corrode his flesh and blood.

The portrait did not dare to carelessly dodge aside, and immediately took out a bottle of reply medicine from the storage ring and ate it. When he saw the Scythe Ghost that was sprinting, he used his skill "Light Slash" to appear behind the lightning ball again. He hurriedly took out a bottle of potion that could relieve abnormal state from the storage ring and poured it down. When he saw the lightning ball in front of him, he found his trace and turned his head to look at it. He immediately used the skill "Yan Hui" to appear behind it again. After tilting his head to pour the potion, the portrait slowly felt that his physical condition began to improve.

"You deserve to die!"

The portrait frowned, stared at the sickle ghost with cold eyes, and clenched the sword in his hand toward the other party.

"Puff"

However, this time it was still like it was just now, as if it was directly hitting the air.

"I don't believe it anymore, Fire Slash."

Seeing this, the portrait frowned, gritted her teeth and waved the long sword in her hand and instantly swung a red sword shadow.

"Bang"

The Scythe Ghost did not avoid this time and was directly hit by the attack from the portrait. His body could not be suppressed and hit the wall, making a dull sound.

It can be clearly seen that the flames are still burning slowly in its body, and it took a long time to extinguish and dissipate.

"It turns out that they are afraid of attribute attacks..." The portrait brows stretched out, and the corners of his mouth raised and murmured.

Since they understood the enemy's weaknesses, everyone quickly launched attribute attacks to kill the enemy in front of them.

"You assisted killing the Lightning Ball, earning a thousand reward points, dropping items: a bottle of weather control potion, a plasma compound."

"You assisted killing the Scythe Ghost, earning a thousand reward points, and dropping items: a worn shackle, a rotten door key, and an old sickle."

After picking up the equipment, everyone rested and continued to move deeper after recovering.

"Is something passing by just now?"

The portrait frowned and asked with a voice when he looked at everyone.

"What?" Everyone looked at him with confusion.

"Strange, I just saw a tall man with a book and a hat flashing by."

The portrait scratched his head and thought.
Chapter completed!