Anno’s current level is 43, and his magic power limit is 3.3 million!

Shadow Anno only has one third of the magic power limit of the original body.

Even so, millions of mana is almost the same as the mage with the most mana in the eighth-level profession!

But there is an eighth-level warrior on the opposite side who can fight Shadow Anno head-on, and there are nine seventh-level warriors to assist from the side.

Tick!

The blood slid down Shadow Annuo's arm to his hand, and then dripped onto the ground through his fingertips.

He glanced at the cut on his left hand, smiled at the eighth-level lionfish opposite, then pointed the tip of the sword in his hand downward and stabbed at the back of Sam who was still struggling on the ground with his feet.

Phew!

Sam, covered in blood, shuddered, the light in his eyes fading.

"hateful!"

Seeing this, the eighth-level lionfish on the opposite side looked at Annuo with eyes full of anger!

Although Sam's sneak attack just now had pierced Annuo's left arm with the fin spines on his body, the poison contained in it made it almost impossible for Annuo to use his left arm in the following battle.

As time goes by, the poison will even spread throughout Annuo's body.

But the problem is that the eighth-level lionfish has reached its limit.

And there were no sea creatures left standing around.

The only living sea creature at this time is the eighth-level lionfish!

Plop!

After Sam died, the eighth-level lionfish also fell to the ground.

He just attacked Annuo frantically in order to give Sam a chance.

During the battle, the sea people discovered that magic was ineffective against Anno, and only combat skills could cause damage to Anno.

But Shadow Anno's melee ability is too strong.

At first, the ten against one were defeated one by one.

The eighth-level lionfish couldn't hold on against Anno alone.

Although Sam successfully stabbed Anno, blood gushed out from the waist and abdomen of the eighth-level lionfish, and he was almost cut in half by Anno!

His increasingly heavy eyelids indicated that his vitality was slipping away.

"Human, you are very...strong!"

At the last moment of its life, the eighth-level lionfish looked up and said to An Nuo: "But you can't stop the rise of the sea people. The power of the deep sea will flood the earth!"

With that said, the life of the eighth-level lionfish came to an end.

An Nuo looked at the "Chuan" magic pattern on the lionfish's forehead, which was as curved as flowing water, and muttered to himself, "Is this symbol the sign that the Deep Sea Fairy has obtained a fanatic? The power of the deep sea flooded the earth? Tsk tsk!"

Shadow Anno smacked his lips.

Perhaps this situation is possible.

But we have to wait until most of the god hunters are dead!

But this possibility is too small.

After the battle, Shadow Annuo was also covered in wounds.

Especially the toxins that gradually spread on the arms.

At first, only my forearm lost feeling.

During this short period of time, his entire left arm lost sensation.

Although Shadow Anno also has some healing skills, he is completely unable to remove the lionfish's toxins.

Phew.

Without any hesitation, Shadow Annuo raised his knife and cut off his entire left arm, then took out a bandage from the storage ring and began to stop the bleeding.

As for the severed arm, it turned into black smoke and dissipated before it hit the ground.

“Hiss~!”

Dart, who had just come out of the town after destroying the temple, slowed down his pace when he saw Anno cutting off his arm without hesitation.

That’s too cruel.

All the enemies are dead, why don’t you go back and find a way to deal with the toxins in their bodies?

By the way, is the lionfish venom so strong?

Even An Nuo had to have his arm cut off for security!

However, Dart also had a doubt.

Anno did not summon any monsters to help during the entire battle.

If he had called for help earlier, would he have avoided breaking his arm?

"Is it resolved inside?"

Anno sat on the ground and tied the bandage with his mouth and right hand. Then he picked up the sword beside him, supported his scarred body and stood up. He asked Dart who was walking over.

"Ah... it's done!"

Hearing Anno's question, Dart immediately came to his senses.

He saw that some of the minor wounds on An Nuo's body were slowly healing, and he couldn't help swallowing.

This is [World Devouring Reincarnation] converting the magic power absorbed in the previous battle into Anno's vitality.

But at this moment Dart thought it was Anno's own recovery ability.

Unfortunately, a broken arm probably won't grow back.

"There are quite a few sea creatures in the town, and there are also many bewitched cultists. After I destroyed the temple they were building, I was surrounded by those cultists."

Dart began to tell Anno about what he encountered in Kaze Town.

Although he had just entered the seventh level, it was still easy for him to deal with a group of cultists who were only at the first level.

Those sea creatures that were slightly stronger were all dealt with by Annuo, and no one in the town could stop Dart.

However, the battle on Annuo's side lasted for more than an hour.

After Dart completed the task assigned by Annuo, he watched from a distance.

In a fight of that level, Dart would probably be chopped into pieces by the lionfish in a few minutes after entering!

"Master, the commission has been completed. Shall we go back now?"

Although Anno is injured now, after seeing Anno's fighting ability, Dart no longer has any second thoughts.

Moreover, Dart felt that Lord Sam might be in trouble.

After all, Annuo lost an arm in this battle!

"go back?"

An Nuo looked at Dart, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Don't you feel it?"

Anno's words left Dutt confused.

An Nuo pointed to the top of his head and said, "If I want to go back now, I probably have to ask this guy if he agrees."

Dart looked in the direction Anno pointed, and his heart tightened.

At some point, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared above their heads.

It seemed that the man in black robe was holding someone in his hand.

Dutt looked closely and his pupils shrank.

Isn’t the guy who is held in the hands of the man in black robe like a corpse Earl Sam’s seventh-level guard?

Those who come are enemies, not friends!