188 Two-Knife Cliff Eleven

The figure looked so small, less than the tip of an ivory tusk, yet it was so awe-inspiring. The figure remained motionless, just as the demonic elephant seemed to be looking at something that existed just like itself, completely still.

It seemed to be pondering whether its opponent's strength was worth swallowing whole, or whether it should simply leave.

The golem's skeleton was crystal clear, with two burning fireballs in its empty eye sockets. A reddish-orange light emanated from its head, where a miniature golem, incredibly lifelike, stood.

He was deep in thought. Sensing the ant before him, a surge of power welled up within him. He desperately wanted to devour it. However, his current power was not yet that of the Demon Emperor at his peak.

But he himself is the largest in size and possesses immense strength. A single kick can split the earth, and a single blow can send an ant flying.

The golem, which had been dormant for far too long, had absorbed a great deal of human blood tonight, and with the unconscious accumulation of so many years, it had awakened! How many years had it been asleep? It was not yet fully awake.

The craving for flesh and blood, and the person before me. The enticing aroma emanating from them. Such delicious food. How could I not eat it!

The demonic elephant slowly began to move. Although it was slow, the movement was incredibly loud; the demonic elephant slowly took its first steps.

Rocks flew everywhere. The earth cracked open, forming countless deep, bottomless ravines, some hundreds of feet deep.

And the damage didn't stop there. It was like a small earthquake. The rumbling sound carried very far.

In the distance, vast fields began to crack open, and the water in the rivers quickly disappeared underground. The water in the ponds also vanished rapidly.

Some crops plunged directly into the bottomless abyss. The simple thatched huts collapsed instantly. Screams and cries for help echoed far and wide around the demonic elephant.

The demonic elephant slowly, very slowly, pulled out its limbs, which were covered in mud and rubble, and its large, pillar-like feet, and slowly, very slowly, stood in mid-air.

With a single strike, its long nose came crashing down like a tidal wave, seemingly tearing the air apart with a sharp, ear-piercing roar.

It sounded like the beating of drums, as if the entire world couldn't bear it. It shattered into countless pieces, like a porcelain plate.

One nose was enough to smash He Chen to pieces.

He Chen felt immense pressure. He gripped the Gentleman's Blade with both hands, facing the massive, overwhelming nose. He slashed down with the blade.

With a clang, it made a metallic sound. He Chen was struck like a meteor shower falling from the sky. Carrying raging flames, he was smashed directly into the ground, ten feet deep.

It moved incredibly fast. The friction between the clothes and the air ignited them. Like fireworks. A moment of dazzling brilliance, illuminating the dark night with a ray of light.

The demonic elephant was also in bad shape; tiny cracks appeared on its massive trunk.

The ground was smashed into the shape of a person, inside whom lay silently. 'A single blow shattered my thousand-layered protective barrier. It even sent me flying.'

The power of this magical beast is truly astounding; such extraordinary strength is indeed a gift from heaven. If it were at its peak, wouldn't it be a demon saint, or at least a half-saint?

Looking at the gentleman's knife in my hand, I noticed a small piece had chipped off.

Close your eyes. View the attributes.

I used 50,000 kill points before, and I still have 35,000 left. The last few kills cost me 280,000, for a total of 335,000.

All the effort should be put into the gentleman's blade; only with a sharp and precious sword can one cut with gusto.

Weapon: Gentleman's Blade, sturdy and sharp, level 2350

The Gentleman's Blade was rapidly upgrading. The color of the blade became more ancient, and many mysterious patterns appeared on it, including lightning, flames, wind, and stone, creating a complex design.

The blade was completely wrapped from head to toe, and suddenly, a three-foot-tall girl materialized from within it!

She was dressed in flowing fairy robes, her entire body as white as jade, with an exquisite face and an aura that could not be seen by mortals.

The Gentleman's Blade stood in mid-air before the girl. The girl's hands swirled with lightning and fire energy, causing the blade to melt rapidly, only to quickly reform itself.

Soon, a new gentleman's knife was quickly formed, with a blade three feet long, two finger joints thick, and a blunt edge.

The girl gently beckoned, and the Gentleman's Blade swiftly flew to her side. Holding the blade, she softly said, "Master, I feel like vomiting from that demonic beast."

He leaped to his feet, looked the seemingly otherworldly girl up and down, and couldn't help but ask, "Sword Spirit!"

The girl's eyes were bright and lively. "Yes, Master. Thank you, Master, for giving me life."

He couldn't help but marvel; this was truly the first time he had ever seen a sword spirit.

"Alright, this is your own destiny. Since you're so nauseous about that monster, I'll grant your wish."

The sword spirit's eyes lit up with joy, and she nodded gratefully, saying in a sweet voice, "Thank you, Master!"

Then it turned into a colorful cloud and disappeared instantly from the blade.

On the Gentleman's Blade, a slight change occurred. An invisible blade instantly covered the blade, and an invisible blade aura condensed, seemingly protecting the blade.

Like a shooting star, it streaked across the sky, and the rumbling sound of the surrounding earth gradually subsided, while the billowing dust obscured the surrounding view.

People in the surrounding cities were hiding at home, trembling with fear. Some powerful clans and families sent people out to investigate.

The demonic elephant, standing in mid-air, did not relax in the slightest. It sensed that although the attack had knocked the man to the ground, it had not killed him.

And his nose was injured, which was unforgivable. Although it didn't hurt, it seemed that this ant was not as strong as he had imagined. Since that was the case, he would have to eat it by force!

A powerful and mysterious spiritual consciousness was telling itself that it needed to devour this person so that it could quickly transform into a physical body. In its current form, it was not the same as itself in its prime.

Suddenly, a beam of black light shot into the sky. His clothes were tattered and almost burned to a crisp, but his hair was not burned off, otherwise he would have been bald.

What will the living remember of the woodcutter's lodging? Please do not speak of the glory of being ennobled. For every general's success, ten thousand bones lie buried. This area within a ten-mile radius has been transformed into a dead zone, with all the surrounding vegetation withered and yellowed, life plundered.

Crows no longer cross, insects and birds no longer chirp, the earth has turned upside down, rocks stand in disarray, and once tall shrubs are broken into pieces, scattered haphazardly on the ground.

The spirit of the Gentleman's Blade in his hand seemed eager to be used, chiming softly. He Chen instantly released it.

The three-foot-tall, exquisite sword spirit, with a flawless face, stood in mid-air beside him, the Gentleman's Blade fluttering around him as if it were an extension of his body.

It should be said that the Gentleman's Knife is an extension of the body, rapidly undergoing various transformations.

The sound of marching troops approached rapidly, and a beautiful woman, stunningly beautiful and with an anxious expression, flew through the air from afar!