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At this time, the slippery rock wall suddenly protruded a sharp thing, like scales. It suddenly stretched out from under the rock, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, and rushed to bite Dean.
This time Dean saw it clearly. It turned out to be a monster with a rock-like cuticle. Seeing it rushing over, he hurriedly raised his hand and punched the part above the sharp teeth, which was also the part that Dean thought was the head.
Bang! His left hand hit the top without feeling, but the recoil force affected his left shoulder blade. The pain made him gasp, and at the same time, he hurriedly retreated.
The thing screamed in pain and rushed toward Dean angrily.
Dean hurriedly held the knife in his hand and stabbed it.
The knife stabbed its scales, but did not cause the slightest damage. Although the knife had only been used for less than a week, it had been so worn that it could not even cut the skin of an ordinary person.
The thing shook its head and rushed to Dean's arm. His left hand was bitten, but there was no pain.
Dean was anxious and hurriedly raised his right hand to beat it.
This thing was like a small crocodile, with short claws, a flat body, and hard scales. Dean was pierced by the steel nails, and his right hand could not exert strength. He could only watch its sharp teeth biting into his left arm, getting deeper and deeper.
Dean quickly touched its head with his fingers, and suddenly found a soft cuticle seam, and immediately dug inside.
This gap seemed to be its weakness. It immediately let go of Dean's mouth and shrank back.
Dean saw this and hurriedly caught its short claws. His right hand pressed on its mouth, and at the same time, his body fell down, using the weight of his body to make it unable to open its mouth.
The thing was pressed under Dean's body, struggling hard, but it was not strong enough to push Dean away.
Dean found the gap in the soft armor that he had touched before and tore it with his left hand.
The thing struggled fiercely in pain, but its left hand had no feeling, so it could exert all of Dean's strength. Without waiting for it to struggle too much, it suddenly tore the gap of the soft armor, and blood sprayed from inside.
The struggling action of the thing suddenly froze, and then slowly struggled, and finally gradually stopped moving.
Dean was relieved, only to feel cold sweat on his back. He slowly crawled over and looked down. He saw that the thing was about 1.5 meters long, and its whole body was covered with rock-colored scales. The raised particles were very similar to rocks, and its body temperature was also very cold. It belonged to a cold-blooded monster.
"This appearance... a bit like a stone beast?" Dean looked at it a few times, and suddenly remembered the monster he had seen.
This stone beast, like the Black Weaver that Glenn had hunted, had the ability to drill into the ground. Moreover, in terms of drilling, the stone beast was three points stronger than the Black Weaver. It was a monster that was completely active in the ground, and could live in the soil. Unlike the Black Weaver, although it could drill into the ground, it was a monster that lived on the ground.
"Among the monsters outside the giant wall, the stone beast is one of the few monsters that can enter the giant wall. However, this stone beast's hunting level is relatively low, only level six. Its combat ability is similar to ordinary Undead. The reason why it is rated as level six is because of its ability to drill into the ground. This life-saving ability is unique. Even if the hunting level is 20 or 30 large monsters, it will be difficult to kill it."
After knowing the identity of this thing, Dean also understood why he was able to kill it. His heart secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he accidentally destroyed its vital point, the breathing hole.
Sitting on the body of the stone beast to rest for a moment, Dean looked at the broken knife in his hand, and suddenly thought of its claws. His eyes could not help but light up, and immediately grabbed its short claws. He saw that the nails on the claws were like a few sharp bones, extremely hard, thin and curved, very suitable for digging the earth.
He was pleasantly surprised, and immediately had an idea.
Two days later.
Dean once again came to the underground passage. The body of the stone beast had some signs of decay. Dean held the knife that he brought from the work room and cut off its four claws. At the same time, he stripped off the scales on its head, and then dug a hole and buried its body in it, so that the smell of decay would not fill the entire passage.
After doing this, Dean held the claws of the stone beast and began to dig the earth.
"It is indeed a monster that can drill into the ground." Dean felt the speed of digging the earth, and his heart was very surprised. The efficiency was more than ten times faster than before.
After a few days, Dean encountered another stone beast, and its size was smaller than the previous one. After a fierce fight, he killed it.
"Now is the black snow season. These stone beasts ran to the rock strata at the bottom of the lake to stay warm. I don't know how many more I will encounter." Dean was a little distressed. The claws of this stone beast were extremely durable. The claws of the previous one were enough for him to dig a passage. Therefore, other stone beasts were all obstacles and trouble for him. Moreover, there must be a king in a group. If he encountered the king of the stone beast, he estimated that he would become the other's dinner.
Now that he had the claws of the stone beast in hand, Dean was not in a hurry. At the moment, it was already the end of the season. He patiently waited for more than a month, and the black snow season finally passed.
During this month of cultivation, his body also recovered a lot. After the black snow season passed and the air warmed up, he continued to dig the earth.
In the blink of an eye, two months passed.
Two young jailers dragged a cart to deliver the food. They threw the bread in the cart into each cell. Seeing the people in these cells pick up and eat it with great care, they had some perverted pleasure in their hearts.
When they came to a cell at the end of the corridor, the jailer picked up the last piece of bread and threw it into the cell. He found that there were two pieces of bread on the floor of the cell, which were left by him last night. He couldn't help but frown and sneer: "It's better to starve to death if you don't eat it."
It was not the first time he saw such a situation. As early as a year ago, when he came to deliver the food, he saw the bread thrown on the ground, but was not picked up and eaten. At first, he thought that there was a change in the cell. When he opened the cell, he saw the madman inside jump out, yelling at him and punching him.
Later, he gradually got used to it. Anyway, in a day or two, when the madman was hungry, he would naturally come to pick up the bread.
He turned the cart and left the prison with his companion.
The next day, noon.
The jailer was in a good mood. Today, he was going to play a game. As before, he would watch the performance with bread as payment.
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