From the name, it could be seen that this was a named monster!
Among the many named monsters, the "Corpse Eater" was not considered rare. Even so, the probability of encountering a named monster during a hunt was extremely low. As for encountering a rare named monster like the "Defiler", it was even more of a fortuitous encounter. Many hunters who hunted for three to five years might not even encounter a named monster. From this, it could be seen how precious it was!
However, Dean was not excited at the moment. Instead, he was cold from head to toe. His whole body was shivering. Judging from the appearance of the "Corpse Eater" and the speed of its movement, it should be close to the adult stage, with a hunting level of 23!
Run!
Dean thought so in his heart, but he could not move his feet. He knew that once he made a move, he would alarm the Corpse Eater who was eating. With the speed it just showed, he could not run away.
However, if he continued to stand here and wait for it to eat, it would still rush over.
What to do?
Dean's forehead was full of cold sweat. He tried to control his emotions and calm himself down. His mind was spinning fast, thinking about the information he had seen about the "Corpse Eater".
Likes: Hunting Zombies.
Regional habits: Mostly in dry places, rarely seen in swamps and other wet places.
Weaknesses: Eyes, abdomen.
Special reminder: Corpse Eater is afraid of light and fire. If you ignite a flame, there is a greater chance of dispersing it.
The record on the monster atlas was extremely brief. After all, it was a named monster. Some were hunted, but very few were caught alive. The things that could be studied were very limited.
"Fire..." Dean thought of the match on his body. His body was tense and extremely nervous. He raised his hand little by little to touch the inside of the armor, but his eyes were fixed on the Corpse Eater so as not to alarm it.
The Corpse Eater seemed to be extremely hungry. It was lying on the body of the horned sickle and buried its head in eating. It ignored Dean.
Dean did not dare to be careless. His fingers touched the inner armor and took out the matchbox with his fingers. The whole movement seemed to be as long as time stood still, making him feel extremely tired. But he knew that this was just the beginning. He held the match and secretly glanced at the black gunpowder fuse on the ground, thinking about the probability of hitting the target after the match was ignited.
"It's too far away from the explosives. Even if it's detonated, it won't be able to hurt it!" "If I ignite the surrounding weeds, it will take a certain amount of time for the fire to spread. Moreover, most of the grass here contains water. It will be difficult to ignite it with a small match!"
"It's difficult to disperse the fire."
"Explosives, too far."
"I can't win a head-on battle."
"I can't outrun him."
After racking his brains, Dean came to a conclusion, but it made his hope more uncertain, which inevitably made him a little anxious. But the past many desperate battles made him retain the last trace of reason. At this moment, he saw that the chest of the horned sickle zombie had been eaten by the "Ghoul", leaving only some organs in the ribs, which were grabbed and stuffed into its mouth. He knew that there was not much time left for him.
"Fight!"
He clenched his teeth and made up his mind. He quickly opened the box of matches and ignited them. He shot them at the fuse of the Black Fire. In order to prevent the match from going astray, he continuously shot three to four matches. Only one of them went astray. The rest all fell on the fuse of the Black Fire.
His action also attracted the attention of the "Ghoul" who was eating. Its face covered with black scales was stained with sticky black blood, and its child-like facial features revealed a bit of ferociousness. This was a kind of ferociousness that could not be seen in the slightest human expression.
Whoosh!
Its figure suddenly leaped over like a black monkey, as fast as lightning.
When Dean ejected the match, he had already turned around and ran without looking back!
However, even if he moved first, the distance between them was more than ten meters, and the moment the Ghoul moved, it rapidly shortened.
Whoosh!
As Dean ran quickly, he suddenly turned around and threw the dagger in his hand, shooting it like a javelin at the chasing Ghoul.
The Corpse Eater was chasing with all its might and did not expect its prey to suddenly throw something back at it. It was too late to dodge, and its shoulder collided with the dagger. A metallic clang sounded, and the sharp dagger, which flew out at high speed, was not able to pierce through its scales. Instead, it was knocked away by the Corpse Eater and fell to the ground.
The Ghoul was not injured, but as if it was provoked, it let out an angry roar and suddenly jumped over.
"Go!"
Dean threw another backhand, but it was the sword at his waist.
The length of this sword was much larger than the dagger, and it was thrown out and spun toward the Ghoul.
The Ghoul happened to jump in the air. Seeing the sword sweeping over, it angrily raised its claws. The claws covered with scales slapped the blade and knocked it down. The Ghoul originally wanted to jump to Dean's body, but it was slightly slowed by the resistance of the sword. At this moment of respite, Dean had already run out of the range of its attack.
The Ghoul fell to the ground and jumped again. The elasticity of its legs was extremely amazing.
Dean saw it from the corner of his eyes, and his face was aghast. His feet slammed on the ground, and his body rolled to the side.
The Ghoul's attack suddenly failed. It growled and quickly rushed toward Dean, who was rolling on the ground.
Dean had just climbed up when he saw the Ghoul rushing toward him. His face was ugly, but he did not continue to escape. With this distance of two or three meters, he would be caught by it as soon as he turned around, and it would be more dangerous to give his back to it.
He took a deep breath.
The short distance was wiped out in an instant.
The Ghoul jumped, like a dexterous black monkey, and rushed toward Dean's face.
Dean's pupils suddenly widened, and he roared and raised his hand to grab it. At the moment when the Ghoul jumped, his palm suddenly stretched out and grabbed one of its arms. At the same time, he roared and rotated his body, using the force of the Ghoul's jump to throw it backward.
This speed was so fast that the Ghoul was caught off guard and was suddenly thrown out by Dean.
With a bang, it fell to the ground. It rolled like a ball and quickly climbed up. There was no injury on its body, but its child-like facial features showed an extremely angry and ferocious expression. Its originally normal human mouth suddenly opened wide, and the muscles of its lips seemed to have extremely high elasticity, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth like steel nails.
"Roar!" It let out a low howl, and just as it was about to run over, a huge force suddenly pushed its body, and the rapidly expanding flames engulfed its body.
Boom!
A violent explosion sounded on the ground.
The place where the Ghoul was thrown was the place where the gunpowder box was!
Although separated by seven or eight meters, Dean's ears were still slightly ringing from the violent explosion. The burning heat hit his face, and at the same time, a large number of dust particles were ejected to his face, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
Dean's chest violently fluctuated. If he had not thrown it away, and it had caught his body, he could only run to the explosives box and perish together with it!
Dust particles pattered down from the air.
Black smoke drifted.
Dean did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, a sharp black shadow jumped out and hit his body. The surging force suddenly pushed his body backward, and the armor on his chest was tightly stuck by a heavy object.
Dean's back hit the grass heavily, but he didn't feel it. His pupils contracted tightly, looking at the ghoul on his chest. His heart was filled with panic. Although he was worried, he didn't expect that the box of explosives not only didn't kill it, but also didn't seriously injure it!
The Ghoul growled, and its flabby lips grew wide, revealing the neat crisscrossed sharp teeth inside, and bit down on Dean's face.
At the moment of the pressure of death, Dean's heart broke out a crazy idea. He roared and raised his fist, smashing it at the Ghoul's head!
Bang!!
A violent impact sounded, followed by a subtle sound of bones breaking.
The Ghoul, who was about to bite him, suddenly rolled to the side, and rolled to the ground four or five meters away.
Dean's eyes were bloodshot. He turned over and climbed up, looking at the Ghoul. He saw that it had fallen to the side of the ground, and was slowly climbing up, but its movement was a bit shaky, as if it was drunk, shaking its head.
Seeing its state, Dean roared and rushed over. His only thought was to kill it!
Only by killing it, could he live!
He rushed to the front of the Ghoul in a few strides and kicked its head, kicking its body that had just climbed up to the ground again.
He quickly grabbed one of its sharp claws and lifted its body. Although it looked like a child, it weighed about one or two hundred pounds. He threw it to the ground heavily.
He raised his foot to step on its head, stretched out his other hand, and wanted to use both hands to grab its sharp claws at the same time and tear off its claws. But as soon as he raised his other hand, his scalp went numb. He saw that the other hand was his left hand, which he could not feel. At this moment, it was broken from the fist, and the bones at the wrist were cracked, piercing through the palm, and blood kept flowing!
Dean suddenly sobered up, and understood why he was able to punch the Ghoul before. He could not feel the strength of his left hand, and it was completely waved by his own thoughts. The power that burst out just now was far beyond the limit of his left hand, so much so that his left hand was almost crippled!
While Dean was shocked, he felt that the Ghoul under his feet was resisting and trying to climb up. He hurriedly raised his foot and stepped on its head, using all his strength to trample it.
Bang bang bang!
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