Chapter 110
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"Its magic marks … Have you absorbed it?" Gatt rushed over and looked at Glenn who was covered in blood. He couldn't help but ask.
Dean and others' eyes were focused on Glenn. In addition to Dean, the knight and others were envious of her. Although they knew that the magic marks wouldn't fall into their hands, but they still couldn't help but be excited.
"Yes." Glenn slightly nodded and smiled: "This time thanks to everyone's help. I will remember this favor. If you need anything after we return to the giant wall, don't hesitate to tell me."
The hunter and others were modest and polite as they heard her words. But in their hearts, they were very happy. They knew that a senior hunter would remember their favor. In the future, it would be useful.
Dean looked at the dead swordsman: "Should we take his body back or bury it on the spot?"
Glenn looked back and sighed: "His body has been infected. It's currently in a 'suspended animation' state. Once the devil's power engulfs his soul, he will become an undead. Let's incinerate him."
The hunter and others couldn't help but feel sad. This should be the only pain of this trip.
"I will take his sword back." The knight picked up the sword from the ground. His expression was a bit down: "I have performed three missions with him. I didn't expect that this time … We will be separated forever."
Gatt came forward and patted his shoulder. He sighed but didn't say anything.
Life and death was a very distant thing for ordinary people. It was difficult to experience it a few times in their life. But for them, they had long been accustomed to it. In fact, they were gradually numb to it.
The knife wielding youth and the hunter found some flammable objects. They used a fire sickle and piled them on top of the sword wielding youth's body. They incinerated the body. The red gunpowder reflected on everyone's face. It was extremely hot.
When the fire extinguished, there was only a charred corpse left on the ground. Glenn came forward and cut off the head of the corpse and buried it on the spot.
After dealing with the sword wielding youth's body, Glenn stood up and went to the side to dissect the body of the Black Weaver.
The hunter youth and the sword-wielding youth came forward to help. The three of them were quite skilled. They cut along the gaps and mucous membranes on the inside of the hard shell, peeled off the hard shell, collected the pieces one by one, and piled them neatly at the side.
Dean stepped forward to watch their dissection. This was a rare learning opportunity. Although he had learned to dissect some ordinary beasts during the scavenger special training, it was extremely difficult to completely dissect the useful parts of such a monster with a complex body structure.
Following the dissection, blood flowed everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood assaulted their nostrils. Organs and other organs rolled down, entangling with the intestines.
Dean watched quietly. Perhaps it was because the dissecting object was a monster, but he didn't feel nauseous.
Soon, the hard shell, head, spiky limbs, pincers, and other parts were dismembered. Dean saw Glenn cut open its head and took out a white soft thing from a groove in its jaw. Judging from her expression, it should be valuable and useful material.
"Strange, it turned out to be empty. Was it done before?" At this time, the sword-wielding youth who had cut open the belly of the Black Weaver said in a strange tone.
Glenn heard the words and looked over. In addition to the internal organs and other organs, the back of the belly was empty and flat.
Dean was puzzled. The next moment, he knew from their dialogue that they were talking about the ovaries.
"It should have laid eggs before coming out to hunt." Glenn made a speculation and shook her head: "No, the survival rate of the eggs is low. It's very difficult to hatch them. Even if it hatches, the parasitic monster inside the body is still very weak and can't form magic marks."
The sword-wielding youth was a bit regretful. He could only continue to collect other useful parts.
Dean saw the youth take out a mass of yellow liquid from the inner wall of the belly: "What is this?"
"It's fat." The sword-wielding youth looked at Dean. It seemed that he remembered the previous praise from Glenn. His attitude was much gentler: "This is a good fuel for the oil lamp. It's used by nobles."
Dean didn't think that some of the oil lamps in the wall would come in this way.
Soon, they had completely decomposed the huge Black Weaver. All the valuable parts were neatly piled together. The remaining internal organs and flesh were scattered all over the ground. In order to prevent other monsters from eating it, Glenn burned it with a big fire and buried it.
The air was filled with a strong pungent smell. It was like cooked meat was soaked in blood. It was extremely fishy.
Dean covered his nose. Suddenly, he smelled the residue of the Black Weaver on the ground. The smell was getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that the smell was coming from the soil.
Dean was surprised. He couldn't help but look over. He saw that the soil was fluffy compared to the soil next to it. He suddenly remembered Glenn's words. Could it be …
"Captain." At this time, the hunter youth suddenly said: "Now that the hunt is over, I want to go to other areas. It's rare to come outside the giant wall. I have to bring something back. My hands are itching."
Glenn was putting the parts of the Black Weaver into a large storage bag. She looked at him and said: "Yes, but I've just absorbed the magic marks. My strength has weakened. I need to go back to the giant wall to rest. It's dangerous for you to go alone."
"It's okay. I heard that there is a team in area no. 6. I'll join them and get some materials." The hunter youth laughed.
Glenn thought for a moment and said: "Well, it's up to you."
Dean's heart moved. He thought of the cold crystals he had stored in area no. 9. He immediately said: "I also want to go."
"You?" Glenn looked at him and frowned: "Area no. 6 is too dangerous. There are a lot of monsters that are above level 10. It's easy to attract the attention of monsters. You shouldn't go."
Dean said: "I'll go to other areas to hunt for undeads. The cold crystals in their heads are very valuable. I'm short of money recently."
"Hunt undeads?" Glenn thought for a moment and said: "Alright, but the value of cold crystals is quite low. If you are in urgent need of money, I can lend you some. As long as it doesn't exceed 100,000 gold coins, I can still give it to you."
Dean was secretly speechless. 100,000 gold coins? It was an astronomical number. It was enough to buy a small town in the residential area!
"No, I'm short of money. I can earn it by myself." Dean said.
Seeing this, Glenn could only say, "Alright, then I'll escort you there."
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