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This was the change brought about by the Lv4 knife skill.

Level 4 skills were almost at the limit of what humans could achieve in terms of skills and when it came to fusion and application of strength and spirit.

The battle with Secretary-General Okita had pushed Zhang Heng to an unprecedented level.

His understanding of the path of the blade and the unity of his body and spirit had entered a whole new world. This was also the reason why Zhang Heng was able to control his muscles so perfectly.

Even though Jemengard was fast, it was still impossible to cover up Zhang Heng’s movements. Not only that, but it had also exposed its weakness due to its aggressive pounce.

Zhang Heng, who had been waiting for a long time, would not let go of this weakness. Not only did he avoid the snake head that had descended from the sky, but he also used the remaining time to circle the left side of the face of the monster.

At that moment, the monster slammed its head into the ground, creating a huge gust that blew up a rain of pebbles.

Zhang Heng’s Hidden Scabbard flashed its fangs in the rain of pebbles and slashed down on the monster’s face without hesitation!

The Hidden Scabbard, however, which could cut through concrete and steel, finally met its match. The hardness of the black scales exceeded Zhang Heng’s expectations. He tried his best, but it was unable to cut through the scales. Only a half-finger-deep cut could be seen.

The slash completely ignited Jemengard’s anger. It did not expect to be cut by a mortal, and although not injured, the cut on the scales would remain until the next skin change period. It would become its humiliation.

At that moment, the monster no longer cared about the flowers in the garden. It swished its tail in one fell swoop across the place, leaving a mess. It even touched the red mud wall at the edge of the maze, obliterating them.

However, when its tail swept past Zhang Heng’s position, the latter had already left. Before leaving, though, Zhang Heng gave it a second slash. This slash landed on its neck, leaving it with a second scar. Undoubtedly, this caused Jemengard to enter berserk mode.

It started to shake crazily, and the entire island started to shake along with it. The garden at the center became a disaster area. Trees were uprooted, and flowers and plants were crushed into the soil, causing Jemengard to unleash its destructive power to its heart’s content. However, in this apocalyptic scene, there was a figure that was like a small boat in a raging sea. It floated up and down with the waves, but it was never swallowed by the storm. Moreover, as long as it found an opportunity, it would leave a cut on the black python’s body.

As time passed, Jemengard became more and more frustrated. The battle’s progress was something it had never expected, and the opponent was clearly a weak human. There was practically no way to threaten it, and it could not do anything to it. It had a body full of godly power that it was proud of, but it could not hit its target at all.

Moreover, by the time Jemengard came to its senses, it realized that Zhang Heng cut the scales on its left cheek bit by bit and couldn’t even remember when this had happened.

Zhang Heng had chosen a particular spot to strike. He did not attack Jemengard’s scales at the first moment. This way, as long as the black python was not too stupid, it would be able to sense his intention. On the contrary, Zhang Heng had been consciously diverting his attacks to create an illusion for Jemengard.

The illusion in question was that his attacks were not targeted or targeted. He only saw an opportunity to counterattack while dodging. However, in reality, during these scattered attacks, Zhang Heng had not given up on cutting the piece of scale on Jemengard’s left face.

Up until now, he had already cut it seven times, and his hard work had paid off. The scale was about to be completely sliced open, and when the time came, the skin underneath would be exposed. Jemengard probably did not know what this would mean.

Zhang Heng was preparing to make the final cut during his next move, but at that moment, the initially violent black python suddenly quieted down, stopping its twists and turns. Suddenly, a red mist drifted over from Zhang Heng’s side.

Zhang Heng had seen the miserable state of the sperm whale on the platform on the second floor, so he was naturally wary of the poisonous mist.

In the Norse mythological final twilight of the gods, Thor was killed in the poisonous mist in the battle between Thor and Jemengard. Therefore, Zhang Heng had long used Lego blocks to put together a gas mask, and it so happened that the Infinite Block’s cooldown time was also up. The drone in his travel bag had already turned back into a building block; therefore, Zhang Heng immediately pulled out the Infinite Block from the inside and inserted it into the gas mask that had already been put together on the other side.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Nightmare Gad was still trying its best to spit out the poison mist. It could be seen that it didn’t really want to use this move. Initially, it thought that it would be able to easily deal with the threat in front of it with its huge body. However, Zhang Heng’s knife skills made it feel a sense of danger that it hadn’t felt for a long time.

Therefore, the Black Python was forced to use its trump card. In its eyes, Zhang Heng was definitely going to die this time. This was because, unlike the previous pounce and swing of its tail, there was no way to avoid this poisonous mist, even if Zhang Heng managed to pull away from it before the poisonous mist spread, as long as he still wanted to attack it, Zhang Heng would have to step back into the poisonous mist.

However, after breathing out the poison fog, Jemengard’s expression became a little dispirited. Compared to before, when it had been jumping up and down for a quarter of an hour, it was still alive and kicking. This time, it only spat out a small piece of the poison fog, and its eyes dimmed. Fortunately, all of this was valuable. At least, after the appearance of the poison fog, it was already in an invincible position.

After doing all this, Jemengard was about to close its mouth when it felt a slight pain in its upper jaw.

An arrow the size of a toothpick flew into its mouth when it attempted to spit out the poisonous mist. That was one of the few places on its body that was not protected by its scales.

However, that was just an ordinary arrow. Other than offending the black python, it could not really cause it any harm. At least, that was what the black python thought. Considering that its scales were already covered in cuts, the serpent was no longer as angry as it was.

On the contrary, after the Paris Arrow hit it, Jemengard’s heart was filled with joy. This meant that Zhang Heng was still in its poisonous fog. In that case, the other party should have already been poisoned by it, and it wouldn’t be long before it lost all of its combat power.