Something’s Wrong with This Game — I Became a God by Mining!

The Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Dagger flew incredibly fast, at least one and a half times faster than an ordinary Seventh-Rank hand crossbow.

But the Fire Vein Poison Crocodile reacted even quicker. The moment the throwing dagger appeared, it immediately shut its eyes.

Clang!

It sounded like metal clashing.

The Fire Blade was blocked by the crocodile's eyelid, bursting into a cloud of flame and sparks.

Then the dagger exploded, its shattered fragments scraping across the crocodile's scales, producing another series of sparks.

White scratches appeared on the scales, and nothing more.

The Fire Vein Poison Crocodile seemed to realize these two prey were beyond its reach. It swept a cold, icy gaze over Yang Ling, then swung its body around and slithered away.

"Director Yang, an adult Fire Vein Poison Crocodile's scales are extremely hard. Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold isn't tough enough to break through its armor."