Countless stones splashed, and the sound of the explosion was like thunder, deafening to the ears.
The small building that was on the verge of collapse was instantly razed to the ground, leaving only some scattered rocks in its place. The two neighboring buildings on the left and right were also affected by the explosion, and half of them collapsed from the impact.
The smell of gunpowder spread in the air.
Clang!
Dean climbed out of the collapsed building and looked up at the flattened building. He was shocked. He did not expect the destructive power of the yellow explosives to be so amazing. Fortunately, he ignited the fuse and jumped out of the building in time. Otherwise, he would have been buried with them.
His nose gently sniffed and soon smelled the strong smell of blood coming from Linda's body. The source of the smell came from the pile of stones under the building.
He got up and shook off the dust on his body. He was ready to move the stones to check whether she was alive or not. Suddenly he remembered the last time he ate a loss, and stopped his footsteps. He thought that if she was still alive, she should be lying in ambush, waiting for him to move the stones and check the body to give a fatal blow!
Thinking of this, Dean turned and left. After a moment, he came back with some cloth and withered plants in his hand. He threw them in front of the pile of stones, and then lit a torch and threw it. The torch quickly burned the dry wood and the cloth. The fire was strong and blazing.
After more than ten minutes, the fire burned out, and ashes were everywhere.
Dean looked at it. The flame only burned the outside of the stone, and only a few fell inside. If she was determined to endure, she should be able to bear it. He immediately turned away and took out two yellow explosives that were set in another small building on the opposite side.
The two yellow explosives were sealed by the concave stone shell and soil, leaving only a paper rolled up fuse exposed. Dean was about to throw one of the yellow explosives, but suddenly thought of something. He was scared and cold sweat came out of his back. He quickly turned away and went to a corner. He broke the gap between the stone shell and the soil, and took out the yellow explosives inside. Then he picked up the water on the ground and sewed it back to its original state.
After doing this, he returned to the pile of stones again and lit the fuse of the yellow explosive shell. He waited for it to burn until it was only ten centimeters away, then he threw it to the pile of stones.
The explosives rolled on the stone floor, and the gap between the newly glued soil and the stone shell cracked a little.
Seeing that the fuse was about to burn into the stone shell, the rubble was suddenly pushed away, and a bloody figure jumped out from inside, quickly grabbed the yellow explosives, and threw it backhand at Dean's face!
Dean's heart tightened. He quickly raised his hand to block the yellow explosive.
The fuse was slightly late, so the stone shell did not explode.
Dean threw it away and gloomily looked at the bloody figure in front of him. It was Linda!
Her left arm was broken from the elbow. Her armor was blown up and the fragments were embedded in her body. She gasped and stared at Dean. There were several burn marks on her face. Apparently, Dean's firewood fell through the cracks in the rocks and fell on her face.
But she refrained from making a sound!
Dean saw her ghost-like appearance, and his heart turned cold. Such endurance was completely beyond his imagination. It made him realize how terrible the existence of an intermediate hunter was.
These thoughts flashed in Dean's mind. He threw away the empty shell of the yellow explosives and quickly held the black bow, nocked an arrow and aimed at the target.
Whoosh!
The arrow quickly shot out.
At the moment, the distance between the two was less than ten meters, and the speed of the arrow was extremely fast.
Linda saw Dean throw away the stone shell, and was startled. Although she didn't know what it was, but the familiar hissing sound showed that it was the thing that injured her. Why was there no sound at the moment when it was in Dean's hand?
While she was in a daze, an arrow flew towards her. She hurriedly dodged, but her legs were too heavily injured. The arrow immediately hit her in the side of her abdomen, and the strong force sent her body flying backwards, causing her to fall to the ground.
As for her one-handed sword, it was blown away by the explosion, and she didn't know where it fell.
Dean quickly put the second arrow and continued to shoot.
Puff!
Another hit, and it hit Linda's shoulder.
Dean was merciless, and continued to put the third arrow, aiming at her forehead!
Linda used all her strength, and hurriedly dodged sideways, and the arrow brushed past her face.
Dean frowned, and continued to backhand to pull out the arrow, but the arrow was empty.
Linda turned back and noticed the scene. There was a trace of a gloomy smile on her face: "Little devil, if you want to kill me, then let's die together!" She raised her hand to pull out the arrow from her side abdomen, and staggered to stand up. She took a deep breath, and quickly ran towards Dean.
Dean didn't choose to escape. At this moment, Linda burst out with speed, and no matter how he ran, she would catch up. He stood in the same place, and stared at her. When the distance between the two reached three meters, he suddenly raised his arm.
Whoosh!
A shadow was thrown out from the palm of his hand!
Puff! Blood sputtered out.
Linda, who was running at full speed, suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground. There was a dagger in her throat!
In such a short distance, the speed of Dean's dagger was not inferior to the speed of the arrow, so Linda couldn't react. After all, her injury was too serious. Unless she immediately returned to the wall for treatment, otherwise even if Dean didn't make a move, she would die outside the wall.
"Gurgling …" Blood gurgled out of Linda's mouth, and her body trembled. This was the instinct of suffocation when her trachea was blocked by blood.
Dean didn't approach her, but came to the side of the stone pile, and picked up a few stones to throw at her.
Linda's body trembled, and her eyes moved with difficulty. She stared at him, and her mouth slightly opened, full of anger and resentment.
Dean frowned: "You and your brother are quite similar. When your brother died, he was unwilling. Oh, I forgot to tell you, in fact, I also killed your brother."
Linda's eyes suddenly widened, and her emotions were agitated. Her throat muscles were affected, and she coughed out a big mouthful of blood. Her mouth issued a whining sound, as if she was cursing, but also like crying in grief and indignation. She raised her arms to grab Dean's direction, but her body was too injured, so she couldn't stand up. Eventually, her arms were stiff in mid-air, and powerlessly slipped down.
Dean carefully looked at her, and felt that this time it wasn't a fake. He immediately picked up a big stone and carefully approached her. When the distance was two or three meters apart, he smashed the stone on her head. Bang! Seeing that she still didn't respond, he was a little relieved. He quickly bent down and pressed the dagger in her throat. He swayed it left and right, and completely cut off her throat and trachea.
However, this time Linda was really dead, and her body didn't have any reaction.
Dean was completely relieved, and his tense body loosened. He felt his back was drenched in cold sweat, and immediately sat on the ground, gasping for breath.
After a while, his physical strength recovered a little, and he found some withered plants to incinerate Linda's body.
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