Chapter 114
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"A person?" All of them were surprised.
Gale nodded slightly and said: "He should have smeared undead powder on his body to cover up his smell. In the past two days I have always smelled an undead chasing us. I thought it was just an aimless wandering undead, but it was obvious that he was chasing us in a straight line. Moreover, he stopped twice when it rained. If it was a real undead then it wouldn't care about the rain. It shows that he was worried that the powder on his body would be washed away. So he was forced to stop."
Linda thoughtfully said: "Listening to you, this person's tracking method is very immature. He thinks that he can use undead powder to cover up his tracks. If he is chasing us in a straight line, then it means that he is coming for us. His tracking method is mostly based on our smell. Since he has the ability to track us, he should know how to rely on undead smell to cover up his scent. He can only track prey, but it is easy to be exposed when tracking others. Unless he doesn't know that we have Gale in our team."
The dark skinned girl was puzzled: "He doesn't know our team's information, but he dares to track us. Is he a stowaway from another consortium?"
Linda's face was cold: "Maybe he is a junior rookie who strayed into our area. Hmph, he doesn't know how to tuck his tail between his legs. Even if we kill him, we won't be able to find a reason."
"Instead of killing him, it is better to capture him alive and hand him over to the consortium." Gale said.
Linda got up: "Let's go and see. If he is pleasing to the eye then let him stay. If he is not pleasing to the eye then kill him!"
"That Dino-Clawed Beast …"
"Nick, Reid, both of you stay here. If there is a situation use magic smoke bomb to inform us."
Hearing Linda's command, the remaining two nodded. Linda took Gale and the dark skinned girl and quickly chased in the direction that Gale pointed out.
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On a desolate street.
After the heavy rain, the broken streets were covered with mud. The roads were full of potholes. The moss and vines on the ground were soaked in the rain. They were green and attractive.
Dean was lying on top of a tall building. He looked at the sky. The muddy light and thick clouds indicated that heavy rain was coming soon.
"The rainy season is really frequent …" Dean said to himself. He took out a few arrows from the quiver on his back and wiped them one by one. The arrowheads were rubbed until they shone like snow.
After wiping the rain off the arrows, Dean took out dry food and chewed it slowly to restore some heat to his body. At the beginning of the rainy season, the temperature was still very cold and not suitable for hunting. Large monsters would rest in their nests and sleep. Only some bloodthirsty prey would wander around looking for prey.
After he finished eating, he picked up a bowl of rancid blood next to him. This was a bowl that he found in a residential room. Time and radiation had destroyed what humans had built, but most of the mud that originated from nature had been preserved. At this moment, the blood in the bowl was bubbling from time to time, and tiny blood-red maggots were rolling out of the bubbles. They were as bloodthirsty as leeches.
Dean inserted the arrow into the bowl and dipped it in the blood. He smeared the blood on the upper half of the arrow with a cloth. It was like painting a layer of blood red paint.
Soon, all six arrows were painted with a layer of blood and loaded into the quiver.
"It's coming …" Dean looked at the gathering dark clouds in the sky. The faint sound of thunder seemed to resonate with his heart. He squinted his eyes and looked at the street in the distance.
There were three figures approaching quickly. There was no smell coming out of their bodies. They were like three silent stones.
Dean was lying on the ground. He was staring at the graceful figure. The sharp arrow was firmly locked on her head. He was waiting for her to enter the shooting range.
"Three hundred meters away from him …" Gale lowered his body and whispered: "He's on the top of the tall building at nine o 'clock. He should be alert when he smelled our scent. He's motionless now. I think he's waiting for us to take the bait."
"Quickly kill him!" Linda said coldly.
"Be careful of traps." Gale said: "His ability is likely to be a thief or a hunter. We have entered his shooting range. If he is a hunter then the best time to shoot us is the moment we rush into the tall building. So be careful. If he is a thief then the trap is likely to be buried in front of the tall building."
The dark-skinned girl peeked from the corner of the wall and said: "The ground is flat and there are no traps. If there are traps then it will be in the tall building." What she learned was the Thief's techniques, including pathfinding and trap-making. She had absolute confidence in her abilities when it came to traps, unless the other party was an Intermediate Thief, whose knowledge of traps far surpassed her understanding of the concept of traps. However, that was impossible, as her immature tracking skills had already revealed everything.
"Climb from the wall. I'll cover in front. Both of you climb from the left and right side." Linda quickly made a decision. She knew that the longer they dragged, the more time the other party would have to prepare. She wanted to catch them off guard so that they wouldn't expect them to come so fast.
"Yes!" Both of them immediately followed the order and split up.
Linda pulled out the long sword from her back. She took a deep look at the tall building. The soles of her feet suddenly exerted force as she rushed forward at full speed. She held the sword in front of her chest and stared at the top of the tall building. She was confident that if there was an arrow, she would be able to parry it with her swordsmanship!
Break through!
This was her fighting style. Although she was a woman, her temperament was more straightforward than a man's.
She knew that she was exposed to the enemy's line of sight when she stepped out of the hiding place. She quickly calculated the distance in her mind.
250 meters, 200 meters, 180 meters … …
When she was close to 120 meters, she still didn't see any movement on the top of the tall building. She couldn't help but wonder if the other party was sleeping? Didn't he realize that they were counterattacking?
In addition to this doubt, there was an inexplicable uneasiness in her heart. But at this moment, the arrow was already on the string. She quickly came to a hundred meters away. If she continued to move forward, she would be at the bottom of the tall building. The distance between the tall building and the ground was about 60 meters.
The other party still didn't shoot an arrow!
She had a faint feeling that something was wrong. But her body was already at the bottom of the building. She hesitated for a moment before jumping up along the wall. Her fingers tightly clasped the severely corroded wall. She quickly climbed up. If she stopped, the wall would fall off. Since it couldn't bear her weight, she could only rely on her speed to climb up quickly.
Just as he climbed to the third floor, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
She was aghast and quickly looked back.
Whoosh!
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