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Clang, clang...

The sound of swords colliding rang out again and again, and the beach of Dragon Tomb Island was full of traces of fierce battles.

Wherever the purple flames passed, the sand and stones would be burned to ashes, while where the hellfire was splashed, it would burn forever, and even the sea water could not extinguish it.

Gareth stood there, resisting Melina's attacks again and again.

This unequal battle has lasted for half an hour, but Gareth's legs have not moved a step. Instead, Melina charged again and again, and the final result was that her body was broken.

Although the body of the Death Knight was very tough, it could not withstand Melina's desperate charge. Fortunately, there was the Withered Rose. She was best at creating the body of the undead. At the beginning, she could restore the whole body of Amber Xiu, who only had his head left, by just extending a finger. Melina's body was made of the Withered Rose, so it was not difficult to repair it.

It was just a pity for Gareth. He had to try his best to control his strength, so as not to accidentally kill this little niece.

Melina's strength was indeed not weak. Gareth could not control his strength every time, and every time he failed, Canggu would glare at him fiercely.

This could not go on, otherwise he would have to sleep alone on the beach.

Gareth reluctantly threw away the long knife in his hand and stretched out his palm to block Melina's charge.

Melina was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Mr. Gareth, what's wrong? I passed?"

Gareth stretched out his finger and shook it, then said: "It's not that simple, but there is no point in you charging so recklessly. Your strength is actually not weak, but your actual combat skills are too chaotic."

"Chaotic?" Melina didn't understand what Gareth meant, so she could only stand there in a daze.

"Your fighting skills are all instinctive. I think Rose deliberately left the so-called 'muscle memory' in the raw materials when she created your body. This reckless fighting style is a typical orc fighting style. But orcs have the ability to go berserk. This self-harming attack method is effective in stimulating blood rage for them, but it is a pure side effect for you..."

Gareth pointed out Melina's problem in a few simple words.

"The undead have their own fighting methods. Learning from orcs will only prevent you from using your abilities. Watch out."

Gareth hooked his toes, picked up the long sword, and then grabbed it in his hand.

Gareth swung a sword towards the air. The trajectory of this sword was very skeletal, but Melina could tell at a glance that this was the sword skill she had just used.

It looked similar, but Melina found that Gareth's sword was faster, which was a difference that could be seen with the naked eye.

Melina said in surprise: "Why? You seem to use about the same strength as me."

"The body of the undead is very special. Our power points are not just muscles and fascia. Feel your arm. Do you think you look the same as humans? Your bones are different in shape! The power that drives our body is dark magic. Your muscles and bones only provide part of the power, but more things are actually limiting your power. You need to completely master your own body and master the combat skills of the undead."

In other aspects, Gareth may not have much brains, but in terms of fighting, he is undoubtedly the best teacher.

Under Gareth's guidance, Melina even cut open the skin of her arm and carefully observed the internal changes every time she exerted force.

Although the undead have no sense of pain, such training can be called terrifying.

Melina was like a corpse to be dissected. Her limbs were disassembled and reassembled again and again. Gareth even asked the apoptotic rose to reshape it on the spot.

After tossing for a whole night, Melina finally literally transformed.

When she picked up the long sword again and attacked Gareth, Gareth finally couldn't talk and give advice while doing it like before, and the headless knight had to concentrate on dealing with it.

Because Melina had already unfolded her magic-forbidden barrier, the dark magic in Gareth's body was affected, which narrowed the absolute power gap between the two, and Gareth could no longer have an overwhelming advantage.

Then, it was a matter of skill.

The close combat of the undead was a distortion that ordinary people could not imagine. Gareth's arms could become as soft as a whip at will, and the angle of the long sword in his hand was incredible. Every time the blade was swung out, it could snap, like a whip, and let the blade make a back-cutting spin, so fast that it could break through the sonic boom.

Under this attack, Melina could only follow and learn how to turn every part of her body into a weapon.

The undead ignored pain and had no vital points in most cases, so they should fight without restrictions.

It looked like two dough people were shaking and fighting wildly. Many moves could no longer be called moves, but were actions beyond imagination.

This time, Melina held on for a full twenty minutes, but in the end, she was beaten away by the softer Gareth.

Her body was covered with wounds, and Melina once again felt her skin torn apart.

But it didn't matter, it was just a minor injury. Melina struggled to get up and was about to continue her attack, but Gareth, who was unharmed, stretched out his finger and shook it again.

"Today is over. What you should do now is to rest, forget the specific actions, but remember the feeling of fighting carefully. In the battle between the real strong, you don't have any time to think, so believe in your intuition and cultivate your intuition, so that you can become stronger."

After the instruction, Gareth put away his long sword, hurried back to Canggu, who had a difficult face, and explained: "Look, I am teaching seriously. Melina is a child with great talent. If you want to teach, you have to be cruel. I really didn't hurt her on purpose..."

Melina didn't expect that Gareth, who was as powerful as a god just now, turned around and acted like a bullied son-in-law.

But Melina didn't care about such adult matters. She quickly asked the withered rose to help repair her body, and then began to carefully recall and experience the battle just now.

This cruel training lasted for nearly half a month, until Melina's flesh and blood were left everywhere on the beach of Dragon Tomb Island. Gareth nodded to the withered rose and said: "It's almost done. As long as she stays alert, it shouldn't be a problem to enter hell to send a letter."

Melina wiped the blood off her face and looked at the withered rose excitedly.

"Mother, we agreed."

Death Rose sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, you take a rest first. When your wounds are healed, you can go to hell."

"Great!"

Melina was full of smiles. She could finally go to hell to find her father.

Death Rose sighed and carefully repaired Melina's damaged body. Fortunately, Cang Gu did not skimp on various precious materials and even took out a bunch of dragon bones to strengthen Melina's body.

The bones of the dragon clan are the best materials, which is one of the reasons why Melina was able to become stronger in such a short time, not because Gareth was afraid of his wife and deliberately let her go.

When Melina's wounds recovered, she changed into full body equipment under the urging of Death Rose.

The magic armor remade by the top craftsmen of the Unholy Song, the artifact sword blessed by Zariel, and various miscellaneous magic scrolls were all brought to Melina.

After making sure that all preparations were done, Withered Rose watched Melina summon the Gate of Hell, and then she rushed headfirst into the blazing gate.

Withered Rose clenched her fists and whispered, "Melina, you must come back safely and find your father."