Fatty must have a secret! Otherwise, based on his current performance, he would not be qualified to enter the Dream Domain.
However, Tang Ling was not in the mood to dig into it. It was impossible for him to dig into a person's real life secret in the Dream Domain. Moreover, the secret was not important to him.
"It's true," Tang Ling answered Fatty. Tang Ling answered Fatty, but his heart was subtly experiencing the traces of power that his body recovered after killing the Demon Seed.
Using his Precise Instinct, he quickly calculated the answer.
If he were to kill the Fallen Knights, he would have to kill 373 of them to recover to his peak.
If he were to kill the Demon Seeds, he would have to kill 97 of them to recover to his peak.
That was the difference.
However, the key point was, whether it was killing the Fallen Knights or the Demon Seeds, it was impossible for him to recover to his peak.
The Fallen Knights were labeled as 100 while the Demon Seeds were labeled as 50.
Tang Ling had no idea what the purpose of the Dream Domain was, but it would not affect his next move.
**
Outside the window, around 200 Fallen Knights had gathered. There were around 20 black-robed men and a white-robed man on a horse.
More and more places in the city were on fire. Tang Ling really wanted to curse the Dream Domain when he saw the scene. Is this what the f * cking subtle changes look like?
Perhaps it was because the people had already assembled, the place where the building should be surrounded had been completely surrounded. As soon as the white-robed man gave the order, the black-robed man led the Fallen Knights into the building like a tidal wave.
The white-robed man was still on his horse, guarding the main entrance without moving an inch.
"Can it really work?" Fatty's hands were still shaking. He was in a daze. He never thought Tang Ling would be this crazy. He also did not understand why he would choose to work with a madman.
However, there were some people in the Dream Domain who were like parasites that relied on others to survive.
Fatty was one of them. In this situation, other than working with Tang Ling, he had no other choice.
Could he survive the Dream Domain on his own?
With that in mind, Fatty clenched his teeth and jumped out of the window.
His fat figure was very obvious under the illumination of the fire in the courtyard. When he jumped down from the window, the man in the white robe on the horse noticed the fat man.
He rode his horse and charged towards Fatty.
Unexpectedly, Fatty, who looked like he was about to land on the ground, suddenly stopped in mid-air. He began to sway back and forth, and finally stopped by the window on the second floor.
It turned out that there was a rope tied to Fatty's body. Although the courtyard was ablaze with fire, it was still night time. In addition, Fatty had jumped down from the window. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't have noticed that there was a rope tied to Fatty's body.
After stopping at the window on the second floor, Fatty did not choose to enter the house. Instead, he stood at the window and looked at the white robed man. Suddenly, he twisted his fat body and pointed his middle finger at him. He loudly scolded, "Idiot in white, do you think you're more noble just because you're riding a horse? The way I see it, with your face covered, you look like a shameful toad. Why don't you come and catch me? "
As he spoke, the fatty seemed to think that he had not provoked him enough. He made an extremely obscene gesture at the white-robed figure, showing his middle finger with both his hands.
The white-robed man was obviously infuriated. He jumped up from the horse and swung his body lightly as he reached out to grab Fatty.
It was at that moment that Tang Ling hurled the Grade A alloy longsword out from the window. The longsword spun rapidly and slashed at the white-robed man's head.
Tang Ling did not expect the slash to kill the white-robed man, and he might not even be able to kill the black-robed man.
However, anyone would instinctively dodge the longsword in the air.
Based on Tang Ling's Precise Instinct, if the white-robed man did not dodge, the longsword would surely inflict damage on him.
If he dodged, he would lose his balance and fall to the ground.
Of course, there was a third option, which was to knock the longsword away, but he would also lose his balance. All he could do was grab the pillar beside the window and stabilize his body before he landed on the statue beside the pillar.
There would be no more choices.
As expected, the white-robed man retracted his hand that reached for Fatty when the longsword flew at him. He swiftly swatted the longsword away.
However, his body also lost its balance, so all he could do was grab the pillar beside him.
Fat Finn, on the other hand, could not see the scene anymore. According to Tang Ling, when the white-robed man jumped up from the horse and tried to grab him, Fat Finn seized the chance and jumped down. Then, he ran as fast as he could. As long as he could get on the horse, it would be considered a success.
Therefore, when Fatty saw the white-robed man charging at him, his soul almost leaped out of his body. He did not care about anything else and jumped down right away.
He closed his eyes and sprinted towards the horse that was parked not far away from the window.
The wind whistled in Fatty's ears.
He had never done anything as exciting as this before. He could see the Fallen Knights around him rushing towards him after they reacted to the situation.
Without even turning around, he knew the white-robed man must have reacted and chased after him.
With that thought in mind, Fatty was so scared that he almost peed his pants. It was also because of the scare that he unleashed all his potential and ran like a piece of fat meat in the wind.
In less than three seconds, he reached the horse. Without a second thought, he grabbed the reins and jumped on the horse's back.
He was so agile that he did not look like a fatty at all.
"Bro, run!" The moment he got on the horse, Fatty saw the white-robed man jump down from the statue.
Fatty, who was so scared that his hair almost stood on end, immediately shouted as he squeezed the horse's abdomen. Then, he punched the horse's butt with all his might.
He was serious. The poor horse's ribs were almost broken by Fatty's clamps. It whimpered in pain and sprinted madly.
The horse finally ran away! Fatty's heart almost jumped out of his throat. It was his first time running for his life in such an exciting way.
The white-robed man was furious. He chased after Fatty, and even some of the Fallen Knights followed him.
However, Fatty was riding a horse that had gone berserk, so it was impossible for the Fallen Knights to catch up to him.
"As expected, a coward is good at running." Tang Ling put the lamp oil in his backpack and jumped out of the window.
Because of Fatty's antics, the courtyard was in a mess.
Since Fatty was on the horse, he cursed the white-robed man with all his might while leading the Fallen Knights in circles.
No one noticed that in the darkness of the night, a 'God of Death' had already jumped out of the window and stealthily entered the courtyard.
"What's he worried about? Or is it that speed really isn't his forte? " The moment Tang Ling landed, he noticed that the white-robed man was a little absent-minded despite chasing Fatty.
At first, in order to prevent the white-robed man from catching up to Fatty, Tang Ling actually gave Fatty a backup plan. Once the white-robed man was faster than the horse, Fatty would ride the horse into the building without a second thought.
Based on Tang Ling's assumption, the white-robed man must have a mission at the entrance and would not simply leave. As long as Fatty dashed into the building, the white-robed man would most likely stop chasing him.
Tang Ling could also sneak into the courtyard from the other window during the chaos.
However, the white-robed man seemed like he could not catch up to Fatty. Since he had chosen to work with Fatty, Tang Ling would not abandon him. After a slight hesitation, Tang Ling decided to take the risk. He jumped out of the window that Fatty had jumped out from and into the courtyard.
No one noticed Tang Ling.
However, since Tang Ling had chosen to take the risk, he had to seize the moment to recover his strength.
He stuffed a mouthful of vicious beast meat into his mouth, grabbed the dagger in one hand and the Blood Bulrush Sword in the other, and dashed into the group of Fallen Knights.
Kill! Without a second thought!
The best scenario was that all the black-robed men had entered the building. Other than the white-robed man, the Fallen Knights could not cause much damage to Tang Ling.
Swoosh! Blood splashed into the air, and the sharp Blood Bulrush Sword reaped the lives of two Fallen Knights.
With a flip of his hand, the Grade A alloy dagger plunged into the chest of a Fallen Knight behind him.
In the medieval Light Continent, the smelting technology was backward. Even a Grade A alloy dagger was as fragile as a piece of paper, let alone the Blood Bulrush Sword.
With his Precise Instinct, Tang Ling dashed into the group of Fallen Knights like a ferocious shark diving into a shoal of small fish. It was a one-sided massacre.
In less than 20 seconds, seven to eight Fallen Knights had died in Tang Ling's hands.
The sudden turn of events startled the white-robed man. He was chasing Fatty casually at first, but when he saw Tang Ling's threat, he turned around and dashed towards Tang Ling.
"I need a little more time." Tang Ling raised his hand and killed another Fallen Knight. That was all he said to Fat Finn.
Fatty heard him and pulled the reins back. He turned around and dashed towards the white-robed man. The horse brushed past the white-robed man's body.
"Hey, white-robed toad, do you know? The Fallen Star Saintess that you believe in, I've slept with her a hundred times, a hundred times. That feeling, tsk tsk … "Fatty looked very despicable as he said those words with an intoxicated look on his face.
The white-robed man who was dashing towards Tang Ling suddenly stopped. He glared at Fatty coldly before he dashed towards Fatty again without a second thought.
This time, the white-robed man was no longer absent-minded. His rage had reached its peak. He no longer hid his strength and unleashed his true speed. He ran faster than Fatty's remaining horse!
"Oh my god!" Fatty screamed in shock and dashed towards the building without a second thought.
Meanwhile, Tang Ling had already killed 13 Fallen Knights. His mind was rumbling with notifications.
'Killed Fallen Knights: 18/100.'
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