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Chapter 121 Amytheus
But there is one more problem.

Except for Zhou Ze and Ethel whose mother's combat power is high enough to crush two deep divers, the combat power of the other three routes is generally unreliable, and they may not be able to successfully deal with the deep divers in the room.

Although Ethel's combat strength is similar to that of the deep divers, she doesn't seem to be good at fighting. In addition, she has to fight one against two, so the success rate is slightly lower.

Butler Brook and his mirror image are even weaker...

Butler Brook is an ordinary person with a pistol. I don't know if the pistol can kill monsters like deep divers with one blow.

And his mirror image clone only inherits one-tenth of the combat power of the main body.

Even if the body's combat power is more than a thousand, and the clone inherits more than 100 combat power, even if it can use the secret strategy of immortal magic, the actual combat power is slightly stronger than the overall combat power, and it is impossible to deal with two deep divers at the same time.

"It's quite difficult to destroy the blood array at the same time."

Zhou Ze scratched the back of his head, the friendly combat power was still too low.

It's not like he hasn't thought about pulling out the four spiritual beasts from the secret realm to help. Their combat power is at least [-] to [-], and they are also blessed with five elements of attributes. They can easily torture two deep divers.

But considering that people may not be willing to wait for orders, and the aisle on the negative three floors of the cruise ship is indeed too narrow to accommodate those huge spiritual beasts, I finally gave up this idea.

"It would be a lot easier to play if you could get everyone a shotgun or an assault rifle."

Zhou Ze muttered to himself.

A small pistol can increase the combat power by about [-]%. Since the combat power of equipment is the comprehensive score of all aspects of the assessment, in fact, the lethality of firearms may be far higher than this combat power.

It's like an ordinary person holding a pistol. As long as he shoots accurately and hits the head, even Zhou Ze, who has a combat power of up to [-], will be killed in seconds.

Basic combat power cannot be completely used as a criterion for weighing strength or threat...

A small knife can only add a few points of combat power, but the damage caused by actually stabbing a person is still huge.

To be honest, Zhou Ze wanted to sneak to the armory of the military region to steal weapons.

In the early stage, he needed these powerful foreign objects to smooth out the obstacles in the game, but when the combat power increased to several thousand or tens of thousands of points, the firearms would no longer be so deterrent, and the physical strength would reach hundreds of points The above can be called a real superman.

So much for discussing the topic of combat.

Whether it is a game or reality, intelligence is more important than brainless battles.

Since he is a teammate certified by the world game, Zhou Ze no longer hides anything. He is going to share the information he got from reading the file with the other party.

If you really don’t want the other party to leave a memory of the exchange, at worst, read the file again. It’s not bad to pretend to be omniscient with the information obtained from the previous exchange. It is not good to predict the future by relying on S/L Dafa to create a mysterious and invincible image. difficulty.

He chose 'command ②' to communicate with the three, and continued to obtain more information through other topics.

Zhou Ze said mysteriously: "Do you believe it? In fact, I also have the ability to predict, but I can only predict a little bit of what will happen in the near future."

"I believe." Ethel's demeanor was calm and dignified.

Zhou Ze got straight to the point: "In the clip I foresee, the two old rulers Cthulhu and Hastur will come to fight nearby, and your butler is the culprit who leads the blood sacrifice. He is powerful enough to kill me... "

He paused and said: "Of course, it is also possible that your housekeeper was forcibly occupied by something. Have you come into contact with any weird people or things recently?"

He didn't think it was a random act for the cult priest to occupy Butler Brook's body, and there might be some special factors behind it.

"Weird people or things? No."

Esther shook her head and said, "However, I felt an extremely powerful evil aura on this ship, even countless times stronger than your aura... I noticed this aura when I boarded the ship in the morning, but it is safe to Consider not going out of the way."

The evil aura is stronger than mine. Doesn’t that mean that Amitheus didn’t run away?

"Can you find the specific location of that evil breath?"

Zhou Ze still hasn't given up the idea of ​​killing the cult priests.

"can."

Ethel touched the silver-white cross on her chest with her fingers, and the cross shook slightly and pointed towards the southwest side. From the perspective, it seemed that it was lower in the cabin, and the distance was not far away.

"It's right here, please follow me."

After the conversation ended, Ethel led the way for him.

A group of four came near the kitchen of the large restaurant on the second floor of the cruise ship, and the location pointed by the cross was actually inside the back kitchen.

Could it be that the cult priest disguised himself as a chef?

Or is it pretending to be food?
Asking Ethel and his party to wait in the restaurant, Zhou Ze turned on the "weak sense of presence" to hide in the shadows and sneak into the back kitchen, searching for traces of Amytheus.

The back kitchen of the restaurant is bustling and busy, and the chefs and passers-by seem to be quite normal.

But no one entered the back kitchen storage room from the beginning to the end. Everyone seemed to selectively ignore the storage room on the left, and instead took a long way to go to other storage rooms to get ingredients.

Zhou Ze could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a mysterious atmosphere in the storage room that people subconsciously ignore and avoid.

It's a bit similar to a weak sense of presence, but the effect is stronger. It's like a formation specially used to disperse ordinary people. Only an existence like him whose spirit is far stronger than ordinary people can notice this door.

As soon as he entered the storage room, he saw a cook curled up in a corner.

The chef is about 30 years old, holding a half-meter-long black octopus in his arms, his expression is dull, his eyes are dull like sleepwalking, and strange voices are whispering in his mouth, and his pupils flicker from time to time A strange radiance flashed.

When Zhou Ze saw the pitch-black octopus, he attacked without hesitation.

Draw the knife!Execution!
The flame of spiritual power rises from the blade.

The two-meter-long azure blue blade slashed at the octopus in the chef's arms!
Clang!

The octopus ejected a tentacle to block the knife light!If less than one-tenth of the spiritual power and arrogance are embedded in the tentacles, it cannot advance an inch!
Its tentacles are harder than steel?
"So hard? Could it be that the body of Amishus is an octopus?"

While Zhou Ze was astonished, he didn't stop working under his hands.

Without hesitation, he leaned forward and cast 'tracking' on the pitch-black octopus, giving priority to planting spirit marks, lest this guy run away and have nowhere to chase.

Then he turned on the explosive power and tried to kill this octopus, which was most likely Amicus, with double the acceleration of his thinking.

Snapped!
Unexpectedly, as soon as the knife light fell, it was easily missed by a tentacle.

"I didn't expect you to find this place. Hey, you should get rid of the servant of Isabel's family first."

In the dark storage room, the pitch-black octopus held in the arms of the chef calmly swung its eight tentacles, easily coping with Zhou Ze's knife light that fell like raindrops.

(End of this chapter)