"Roar!"
The Corpse Eater roared, and its body burst out an amazing force. It broke free from Dean's feet, rolled on the ground and crawled a few meters away. Then it crawled on the ground like a toad. Its dark red eyes stared at Dean. There was not the slightest human emotion in its eyes. Instead, it was the coldness of prey looking at food, and a kind of beast-like anger.
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It suddenly jumped up and rushed toward Dean.
Dean's face changed. There was no way back!
Fight!
He clenched his fist and roared as he punched.
Bang!
His left hand swung out and hit the Corpse Eater's face. Blood splashed out, but it was not the Corpse Eater's. It was Dean's own blood. At the same time, the sound of bones breaking came from his left hand.
After being hit by this punch, the Corpse Eater howled and fell to the ground, but it immediately climbed back up.
Dean pulled out another dagger and fiercely stabbed it in the back of its head!
Puff! The dagger pierced the scales and penetrated the Corpse Eater's cervical vertebra.
"Ow …" The Corpse Eater screamed and waved its claws, trying to force Dean away.
Dean saw that he had stabbed the Corpse Eater, but he didn't care about the attack. He put all his weight and strength into his right hand and stabbed the dagger deeper. Puff! The dagger flew out as if it had stabbed the air. Dean immediately knew that the dagger had penetrated the Corpse Eater's throat. He was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly pressed the direction of the dagger's edge!
"Ow …" The Corpse Eater screamed in pain. Its body twitched and rolled violently.
Dean clenched his teeth and pressed hard. He roared in his heart. Puff! The dagger's edge slashed horizontally. More than half of the Corpse Eater's neck was cut open. Blood suddenly gushed out from the wound.
The Corpse Eater was not an Undead, but a creature like a monster. It had a digestive system and consciousness. The throat was naturally one of its fatal points!
Half of its throat was cut open. The pain made the ghoul crazy. Its sharp claws swept towards Dean's leg. It tore the armor made by the 'Temple of Elements' and scratched Dean's leg. Dean's leg was scratched by the sharp claws.
Dean gritted his teeth, let go of the dagger, grabbed its back leg, lifted its whole body and fiercely swung it.
When its hind legs were pulled up, the Corpse Eater's body was also hung upside down. As it swung, blood immediately gushed out from its throat, which was only connected to half of its skin and scales. It was like a large bowl of water being poured out, filling up the muddy puddles on the ground from the battle. The nearby weeds were also dyed red.
Very soon, the strength of the Corpse Eater's struggle weakened, and its head hung limply on its neck as if it would fall off at any moment.
Dean dragged its body and repeatedly smashed it on the ground. After a few minutes, he felt that it did not struggle or respond at all. Moreover, the blood that was thrown out from its broken neck was in a dot shape instead of the previous splashes of ink. He gradually stopped. He saw that its body did not move, its mouth did not moan, and its claws did not move.
Dean's tense body relaxed. He immediately felt that his right hand was extremely sore, and his whole body was sweating. There were also claw marks on his legs. He took a deep breath, picked up the dagger, stepped on its head, and cut it inch by inch until its head was completely cut off. Only then did he feel relieved. He threw away the dagger, sat on the ground, and gasped for breath.
After a few breaths, Dean saw the blood all over the ground and immediately raised his vigilance. He immediately supported his tired body, gritted his teeth, and climbed up. He found the two daggers and the sword on the ground, as well as his bow, quiver, and bag. Then he searched around the nearby blood puddles on the ground. When he did not see the Parasitic Soul Worm that was thrown out with the blood, he clamped the Corpse Eater's head, dragged its body, and left along the direction of the giant wall.
After seven or eight miles away from the place where the previous battle took place, Dean finally could not hold on anymore. He found a moss-covered stone and sat down, leaning against the stone to rest. At the same time, he untied his bag, opened his food backpack, and took out some dry food and water to eat. Only then did he feel a little more physical strength, and then he continued to sit down and rest.
While resting, Dean's eyes fell on the corpse of the Corpse Eater. There was still a bit of dream-like feeling in his heart. A moment ago he was wandering in despair in front of the gates of hell, but the next moment he escaped and even killed this monster.
"A level 23 existence was actually killed by me …" Dean's heart was like a dream. Even an experienced senior hunter may not be able to kill this Corpse Eater alone. Only a top senior hunter like Glenn had absolute certainty to kill this Corpse Eater. But if he encountered a level 26 Black Weaver, it would be extremely dangerous.
After a moment, Dean suddenly thought of his left hand. He could not help but look at it, and his face suddenly became ugly. He saw that his left hand was broken into a horrible sight. The bones in his arm were cracked, and there were bone spurs stained with blood poking out of the flesh of his arm. This was not a minor fracture, but a comminuted fracture!
"Such a price …" Dean's mouth slightly twitched. His scalp was numb as if a static electricity had passed through it. He did not have time to check the Parasitic Soul Worm in the Corpse Eater's body. He took out gauze from the first aid kit and pressed the bone back into the flesh of his left hand. While pinching his arm, he felt that there were fragments of bone in the flesh, which made his face more and more ugly. When the surface of his left hand looked similar to a normal arm, he bit one end of the gauze and quickly wrapped it around his left hand.
At this time, the loss of the sense of touch in his left hand helped him. At least he did not need to inject anesthetic, otherwise this severe pain would have made him faint.
"I'll tie it for the time being, and wait until I go back to see if it can be treated …" Dean slightly gritted his teeth. Although compared to saving his life, paying an arm was nothing. Which hunter did not have some injuries? But when he thought that he would be a one-armed disabled person in the future, it was still difficult to restrain the anger in his heart. If he could exchange it, even if it was ten Corpse Eater, he would be willing.
However, thinking about it was just thinking about it. At this point, he only hoped that the medical technology inside the giant wall could cure his arm, and also hoped that his arm was not as serious as it seemed.
After resting for a while on the stone, Dean recovered some strength. He glanced at the head of the Corpse Eater at his feet, and his face was gloomy. He lifted it up and looked from the cut on the neck, only to see some flesh and blood tissue. He immediately took out a dagger and pierced it, fiddling with some intracranial tissue. Very soon, he saw a wriggling blood-colored bug in the crevice of one of the brain tissues that had fallen out. Its body was chubby and extremely flexible.
"The Parasitic Soul Worm of the Corpse Eater …" Dean looked at the worm, his eyes flashing, and raised his hand to pinch it.
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