Sequence: The God Eater

Then, Qin Siyang saw a group of fist-sized creatures jumping out of the ruins in the distance, lying on the ground and leaping towards him quickly.

"Damn... It's really the Iron Helmet Rat Flea!"

Qin Siyang cursed, not knowing whether to fight or run now.

According to the popular science post of [God Killing Camp], Iron Helmet Rat Flea is not a common type among sandworm servants.

But according to Li Tianming, any information that appears in a public forum like [God Killing Camp] is worthless.

In other words, Iron Helmet Rat Flea should not be considered a rare species.

Usually Iron Helmet Rat Flea also appears in groups, and there are more of them than long-legged worms.

There are often thousands of them attached to a sandworm at the same time.

However, the large number of Iron Helmet Rat Fleas has a disadvantage that makes God Hunters very disgusted.

Not all Iron Helmet Rat Fleas have disc armor.

Often less than one-tenth of Iron Helmet Rat Fleas will have a disc armor with a dent in the lower abdomen. This is an extremely outrageous existence among gods.

Although the Iron-helmeted Rat-fleas are gods, most of them do not have disc armor.

This means that on average, you need to kill more than ten or twenty Iron-helmeted Rat-fleas to get a disc armor and a hunting god point.

However.

Iron-helmeted Rat-fleas are not as useless as long-legged worms, which can be easily crushed to death with one foot.

Their bodies are covered with iron-hard thorn scales, and their attack and defense power far exceed those of long-legged worms, making them very difficult to kill.

Therefore, Iron-helmeted Rat-fleas are recognized as one of the gods with the lowest cost-effectiveness.

Thousands of Iron-helmeted Rat-fleas are attacking, and Qin Siyang does not think he can easily defeat them.

Especially since he has no physical fitness that is invulnerable to swords and guns, and there are weaknesses such as eyes and lower abdomen all over his body, he might be exhausted to death.

If Li Tianming follows him, he can activate the [Earth Binding] skill to control the surrounding Iron-helmeted Rat-fleas when he is exhausted, buying time for him to escape.

If he is surrounded now, he must be ready to fight and retreat at any time. He may not have time to clean up the disc armor on the wreckage, which will result in a waste of time.

Qin Siyang picked up the black glass bottle and hesitated whether to fight.

After thinking for a moment, he put down the glass bottle and decided to fight the iron-helmeted rat flea.

Although hunting the iron-helmeted rat flea is not cost-effective, he has no better choice.

It is not an easy task to find gods that can be hunted outside the safe zone. As time goes by, most of the sandworm servants will find new masters, and the use of the sandworm scale in his hand will become less and less useful.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the last or second to last time he uses the sandworm scale.

Fight.

Qin Siyang held the hunting god dagger and blind knife, his whole body in a combat state, waiting for the arrival of the iron-helmeted rat flea.

Shashasha...

The sound is getting closer and closer, and the dense figures are becoming clearer and clearer.

The nearest iron-helmeted rat flea has jumped to a position three meters away from Qin Siyang.

In the distance, countless black dots appeared from the ruins at the end of the sight, and the scales on their bodies glowed with a faint silver light under the starlight.

Qin Siyang rushed forward and slashed the iron-helmeted rat flea in front of him with a knife.

"Ding——"

After a crisp sound, the vibration of the broken metal and iron passed along the blind knife to his palm.

But the blind knife did not cut the iron-helmeted rat flea in two, but pierced into its flesh.

Qin Siyang waved his hand again and threw the iron-helmeted rat flea away.

The iron-helmeted rat flea turned a few times on the ground, crawled a few times, and then turned over and died. There was no disc armor on its belly.

Killed in vain.

At this moment, Qin Siyang's face became more solemn.

Just now, he waved his hand with 10% of his strength, but he couldn't kill an iron-helmeted rat flea immediately, and he couldn't even cut it off completely.

You know, even if he had 10% of his strength, it was far beyond ordinary people, and much stronger than the sequence ability users who had just awakened.

But even so, it was still not easy to get rid of a single iron-helmeted rat flea.

This meant that during the fight, if he did not spend more effort, there would be many iron-helmeted rat flea corpses hanging on the dagger and blind knife, and dealing with the corpses on the weapons would take a lot of time.

But if he spent more effort, he would have no endurance, and he didn't know if he could hold on until he killed all the iron-helmeted rat fleas.

"No wonder everyone says that this god has a low cost-effectiveness. What cost-effectiveness is there? It's simply a nightmare!"

Especially when he saw the dead iron-helmeted rat flea just now, without the disc armor on its abdomen, Qin Siyang's mood instantly became a little worse.

And even a special metal weapon like the blind knife requires effort to kill, and the idea of ​​easily stepping on an iron-helmeted rat flea to death with one foot is completely shattered.

"I don't know if I can hold on. But there is a good saying."

"I'm here now."

"Try again."

Qin Siyang rushed head-on into the constantly jumping army of iron-helmeted rat fleas and started a fight with them.

He kept swinging his blind knife and hunting god dagger, while constantly moving to avoid the iron helmet rat fleas jumping on him.

When Qin Siyang was deeply trapped in the iron helmet rat fleas, he suddenly discovered that these iron helmet rat fleas seemed to have a common consciousness and attacked him in a coordinated manner.

Some jumped on his legs specifically to stop his fast-moving steps. Some aimed at his arms to attack, so that he could not wave his hands to kill the enemy at will. Some crawled on the spot, waited until he turned his back to him, and then jumped on his neck and back to attack.

Completely unlike the long-legged worm last time, it knew nothing and only focused on running towards the sandworm scales.

While attacking, Qin Siyang also had to pay attention to his own defense and the attack from behind, which made him a little overwhelmed for a while.

It took too much energy.

After fighting like this for more than 20 minutes, Qin Siyang's forehead was already sweating.

He estimated that according to the current state of killing an iron-helmeted rat flea in three to five seconds, it would probably take two or three hours to resolve the battle.

Two or three hours, let alone him fighting here, even if Li Tianming fought on a folding bed, he would not be able to hold on.

We must think of a way!

Run?

Qin Siyang looked at the hundreds of iron-helmeted rat fleas lying on the ground, and some exposed disc armor, and he was really unwilling.

He focused a little.

"Turn on [Violence]!"

Instantly, Qin Siyang felt as light as a swallow, and the actions of the iron-helmeted rat fleas became a slow-motion movie in his eyes. He no longer had to worry about the attacks from the iron-helmeted rat fleas behind him - because they were too slow.

The God Hunter Dagger and the Blind Knife in Qin Siyang's hands also became as sharp as cutting through mud. With a gentle swing, he immediately cut off an Iron Helmet Rat Flea like a wire cutting through tender tofu.

Moreover, he could finally step on the Iron Helmet Rat Flea to death with his feet - even if it took a little effort.