Lin Baici swiftly followed and used his massive body weight to press the Iron Armor Sword Slave to the ground.

"Beautiful!"

Xia Hongyao couldn't help but exclaim. The Muscle Buddha stood like a bear and lay like a tiger. This time, his move was as swift as thunder, extremely agile, resembling a wrestling master who had reached the pinnacle of lightness.

"Oh my god!"

Guo Zheng envied and spat blood. This Muscle Buddha is too useful, right?

I really want one!

Let it wrestle with me every day!

At the moment when the Muscle Buddha knocked down the Iron Armor Sword Slave, Lin Baici also rushed out. He held a burning pine torch and fiercely struck it on the head of the Iron Armor Sword Slave.

The armor on the Sword Slave's body was indeed not as easy to ignite as wood, clothing, or human flesh, but it only burned for about seven or eight seconds.

When the Iron Armor Sword Slave erupted with brute force and lifted the Muscle Buddha off its body, its helmet had already started to burn like a big fireball. As the fire grew, it began to spread onto its body, covering more and more of the armor.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Lin Baici shouted as a reminder, feeling relieved. Now he could wait for this monster to be severely burned before making further plans.

"Baici, did you summon this Muscle Buddha with the robe on your body?"

Guo Zheng approached and asked in a low voice.

Divine taboos born from the radiation of divine remains were mysterious and unpredictable. For divine hunters like Guo Zheng, who had only been in the business for a few years and had little experience, they could generally only judge whether an item was a divine taboo based on some appearances.

Like the turtle shell divination contamination they encountered just now, he made a wrong judgment, thinking that the altar was the key. But in reality, it was already relatively simple in the game of divine taboos.

Divine hunters were most afraid of encountering rule contaminations that had nothing to do with each other, but they were generally very rare.

"No!"

Lin Baici denied.

"Huh?"

Guo Zheng felt embarrassed. Did I guess wrong again? "Then why are you wearing this thing? Are you doing performance art?"

"To mislead the enemy and make them think that this robe is a divine taboo. Once the robe is removed, that Muscle Buddha can be dealt with. Actually, my real trump card is something else!"

Lin Baici smiled proudly.

"I see!"

Guo Zheng thought to himself, this kid is really cunning.

Xia Hongyao was surprised. Little Lin is not someone who shows off superficially, and the Muscle Buddha was indeed summoned by that robe...

Oh!

I understand now!

Xia Hongyao suddenly realized that Little Lin was deceiving Guo Zheng.

This guy is a wild divine hunter belonging to the Nine Dragon Hall. What if he doesn't play fair and launches a surprise attack on our side for the meteorite and divine remains?

So Little Lin deliberately put on a smug smile to mislead Guo Zheng.

Haha!

I'm really good at deducing things, as someone who often reads Sherlock Holmes detective stories.

The Iron Armor Sword Slave was burning and had completely turned into a fireman. It no longer cared about attacking others because it felt that the flames were extremely scorching, even hotter than the temperature in the forge.

The armor was already melting. If it continued, it would never be able to take it off in this lifetime. So the Sword Slave exerted all its strength, bulging its muscles.

Boom!

The armor of the Sword Slave burst.

The thick black iron armor burning on its body cracked into pieces and flew in all directions, revealing a man wearing shorts.@@novelbin@@

"Ah!"

The girls screamed in fright because this man was too terrifying.

His whole body was covered in dense scars, not a single piece of good flesh, and his face was no exception. His original appearance could no longer be seen.

Only on his forehead, there was a clearly visible character 'slave'.

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