Whoosh!
The arrow was shot out.
The horned sickle zombie suddenly tilted its neck, and the arrow brushed past its cheek by a few centimeters. It scratched some flesh and shot into the grass behind.
Dean's pupils shrank, and he quickly shot the fifth arrow.
The horned sickle zombie climbed up from the ground, but it was slow to dodge. The arrow hit its chest, and the strong force drove its body backward. Then it stabilized and pulled out the arrow backhandedly. Its scarlet eyes stared at Dean coldly, like a snake staring at a frog. It ran quickly.
"So fast!" Dean's face changed slightly. This speed was more than half of the previous one. He quickly put the sixth arrow. When it rushed into the range of 100 meters, his eyes firmly locked on its head, and the arrow was shot out.
Whoosh! The arrow was as fast as a meteor, and it hit the corner of its eye, sinking a few inches.
Dudian shot an arrow, didn't look at the result, hurriedly turned and ran.
The horned sickle zombie roared and raised its hand to pull out the arrow from the corner of its eye. He saw that the arrowhead had burst, and there was dark silver flowing in the wound. It was the hot mercury that gushed out from the arrowhead.
After running at full speed for hundreds of meters, Dean hurriedly glanced back and saw that the horned sickle zombie had been pulled away by him for hundreds of meters. He immediately grabbed the bow and arrow, put the arrow backhandedly, and aimed and released his fingers at the moment of turning around.
The arrow was suddenly shot out. Although it was shot in a hurry, it did not miss. The ultra-high accuracy that he had practiced for a long time made it almost impossible to miss within the range of 100 meters. This time, it still failed to hit the eyeball, but it hit the previously injured eye socket.
The horned sickle zombie screamed and pulled out the arrow. Its body twisted and ran quickly.
Dean did not give it a chance to get close, and continued to run forward.
After being hit several times in a row, the speed of the horned sickle zombie was getting slower and slower. Dean once again pulled away to the best shooting distance, added another arrow, and then continued to slip away. After a few minutes, the horned sickle zombie finally fell under Dean's arrow. An arrow pierced its eyeball, and it fell to the ground, no longer moving.
Seeing this, Dean was also relieved. He only felt that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat. Fortunately, he had prepared mercury arrows. If he only relied on ordinary iron arrows, he would most likely die here today!
"There are twelve mercury arrows left." Dudian counted the arrows in the quiver. Only eight arrows were consumed so he could continue to hunt.
He came to a hundred meters away from the horned sickle zombie, pulled out a fine iron arrow, and shot it. Seeing that it still did not respond, he was a little relieved. He pulled out a sharp sword and carefully approached it, waving the sword to cut its neck.
With a click, the sword was stuck.
Dean struggled to pull it out and cut off its head with several consecutive slashes.
This time, Dean did not hurry to empty its head, but cut along its neck inch by inch, looking at its body structure. He saw that the Adam's apple in the neck was relatively complete, and under the skin on both sides of the Adam's apple were a few finger-thick black blood vessels. When he dissected ordinary zombies, he did not see such thick blood vessels in the neck. He picked up the severed head next to him and looked at it. At the lower end of the fracture, he found a few black blood vessels.
He dug up along the blood vessels and was surprised to find that the blood vessels were connected to the back of its fangs.
There were tiny holes on these fangs, and the inside was empty.
"Blood-sucking fangs?" Dean saw the fangs and could not help but recall the appearance when it bit the multi-eyed mouse. At that time, its throat rolled, and it seemed that it sucked the mouse's blood through the fangs.
Dean used the sword to cut its stomach. A strong rancid smell came out from inside. He saw that the organs inside the abdomen were frozen, exuding cold air. The stomach was cut, but there was no gastric juice inside. Instead, there was a mass of stinky black mucus. It was like something had been repeatedly digested to the last residue.
Dean's face was a little ugly as he smelled the pungent smell. He held his head a few meters away and glanced at the protruding horns on its head. They were sharp, like the horns on the forehead of a rhinoceros.
Dean used the dagger to cut along the small corner and dug out a ring-shaped groove. He saw that the bottom of the small horn was connected to its skull, and it was directly grown from the skull. He did not know what it meant in the field of biology, nor could he imagine what kind of changes such a thing would cause to the brain in the field of medicine. But he faintly felt that if this horned sickle zombie was allowed to continue to mutate, it might become an extremely terrifying existence.
After pondering for a while, Dean withdrew his thoughts and took out its intracranial tissue from its neck. In this black intracranial brain tissue, there was a dark blue cold crystal. The color was extremely pure, like a crystal.
Dean picked it up and looked at it. The purity and color of this cold crystal were purer and cleaner than any he had seen before. He immediately carefully put it into the inner armor, and then pulled out the other fine iron arrows from its head. The sharp arrowheads had been blunt, which showed how hard its skull was.
Putting away the arrows and carrying the bow, Dean picked up the bag that was thrown next to the corpse of the snake-tailed crocodile. He returned to the gunpowder box and was ready to leave. Suddenly, he smelled a very faint and obscure smell. It was quietly approaching here, and it appeared within a few hundred meters of him!
His pupils shrank slightly, his fingers clenched the bow, and his body did not dare to make too big movements. He could not determine what kind of existence this thing that had quietly sneaked in during the battle was. His eyes quickly swept around, and he saw a piece of weeds that had been disturbed by the previous battle. The smell was so faint that he could not distinguish which direction it came from.
His heart was pounding, the blood in his body was speeding up, and his muscles were extremely tight. It was definitely not an ordinary monster that could quietly sneak in such a close distance.
Rustle ~ ~!
The sound of the breeze rustling the grass was heard.
Dean was shocked and suddenly looked back. He saw that the grass behind him was slowly pushed away, and a humanoid monster that was only half a meter tall, like a human child, walked out of the grass. Its whole body was covered with black scales, and its hands and feet were sharp claws. Its body was extremely thin, and it did not make the slightest sound when it walked. Its face had human facial features, no eyebrows, and its eyes were dark red. There was no ferociousness in its eyes, no killing intent, but deep tranquility. It just looked up at Dean, and then its eyes found the corpse of the sickle-horned undead on the ground.
Whoosh!
Its figure suddenly flashed, as if it had teleported, and appeared in front of the corpse of the sickle-horned undead. It lay on it, and its mouth, which was like a normal human child, suddenly opened to an incredible extent, revealing finger-long fangs. It nailed the flesh on the chest of the sickle-horned undead and pulled it down, scraping a layer of flesh into its mouth, and chewing it.
When Dean saw this small black figure, his face suddenly changed. "Cannibal!"
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