The body of the Flesh Sea was too enormous. The two dining knives that Li Huazhao was currently using were completely ineffective against it. He guessed that the fat on the Flesh Sea's body was probably several meters thick; the dining knives made no difference to it at all.
Even his proud Blade Storm move, in front of the Flesh Sea, was merely a high-speed spinning top at most.
It's possible for the top spinning at its limit speed to injure it, but he thought it would do higher damage to the top itself. It was an idiotic move, as if damaging the enemy with 250 only led to a self-damage of 2500.
A saw?
Li Huazhao's gaze shot through the glass door of the hardware store, landing on a large saw inside.
This was a good item indeed.
He walked in through the shattered glass door, picked up the saw, and also grabbed a hammer from the side. With one in each hand, he strolled around inside the hardware store and finally put on a pair of sturdy work gloves.
