Chapter 283
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The long sword was extremely sharp. It cut the weeds like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
After a moment, the weeds in the surrounding hundreds of meters were cut off. Some small trees and strange vines were also cut off. Dean threw the weeds and branches into the basin swamp and scattered them on the wetland.
At this time, Gwyneth rushed over and saw that the surroundings were empty. Her eyes suddenly fell on the basin swamp in front of her: "I heard from him that you want to lure the monsters here?"
Dean nodded slightly: "When they come out, take them to the agreed place yesterday and act according to the plan."
Gwyneth frowned: "But how are you going to lure them out?"
"It's simple." Dean sighed in his heart as he took out a match from his pocket. If he had prepared a few barrels of kerosene, then the effect would be twice the result with half the effort.
The match was ignited. Dean grabbed a handful of tangled weeds and ignited it. When it was almost burned, he threw it into the weeds in the basin swamp. Soon, the flame spread rapidly among the weeds. It spread to the surrounding places where the weeds were spread. The fire burned, and the heat rolled up. Black smoke billowed.
Gwyneth was startled.
Dean stared at the basin swamp. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold as he whispered: "They are coming out!" He reminded Gwyneth and turned to run.
Gwyneth's face changed as she stared at the basin swamp. She saw one of the places where the fire was burning suddenly bulged, and a terrifying bloody mouth emerged from it. Its fangs were as sharp as iron nails. It bit the burning weeds, and the mud splashed around, extinguishing the surrounding flames.
Gwyneth's heart turned cold as she saw the ten meters long shadow. She didn't expect that the hunters she hunted would fight against such ferocious monsters. No wonder they were as cunning and cruel as foxes.
She bent down to pick up the mud and threw it towards the monster. Her muscles were tense as she was ready to escape.
Roar! Roar!
While the fire was burning, seven or eight black shadows rushed out of the basin one after another. They roared and rushed into the flames. They were excited by the blazing flames. The giant monster at the edge of the basin suddenly looked at Gwyneth who was on the shore with its cold amber eyes and suddenly swam towards her.
Gwyneth didn't have any experience in hunting monsters. All the skills she had learned were aimed at human hunters. She didn't have the slightest intention to fight them.
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On a hill, the surroundings were overgrown with weeds. Several moss-corroded buildings were crushed by vines.
Jin, Scar and Sergei were standing on the hill and looking into the distance. Sergei's face changed as he heard the faint roar of the monster. He didn't expect Dean to have a way to lure the monster out of the quagmire. His eyes lit up as he looked at Jin and Scar: "He will be back soon. Get ready."
Jin and Scar were startled. Although they didn't know how Dean judged, but they knew that the other side wouldn't tease them in such an occasion. They left the fort and went to a high slope of a nearby hill. There were several boulders with a diameter of about four meters. They were real boulders and not concrete blocks that were removed from the ruins.
Whoosh!
Dean rushed out from the grass.
"He will be back soon." There was a trace of expectation in Dean's eyes as he quickly ran towards the hill in front of him. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes as he looked at the left side. There was a moist smell coming from the mud. Was it moving?
"Is there another monster lurking in the vicinity?" Dean was startled. He didn't even notice it. The smell of the monster was like mud, so he didn't pay attention to it until the smell was moving slowly. He knew that when he smelled the smell, it meant that the monster carrying the smell had moved to a farther place. The speed at which the smell diffused was far behind the monster's actual speed of movement.
He looked back at the road he came from. His eyelids twitched. There was a very bad premonition in his heart. He stayed in the same place for a few seconds. Then he turned around and ran towards the hill. He saw that Jin and Scar were ready to ambush him. He looked at Sergei: "You go and help Gwyneth to escape. I have a bad premonition. Perhaps there are too many monsters."
Sergei didn't ask how Dean lured the monsters. He said in a dignified tone: "I also have a feeling of trepidation. My hunting intuition tells me that there are other hunters ambushing us. Or there is something terrible among the monsters that you lured."
Dean took a deep breath: "Go. Follow the second set of methods I told you."
Sergei stared at him but didn't say anything else. He turned around and slid down the hill. He ran into the grass.
Dean was in front of the cannon. He loaded the black shells that were smelted from the linen bag into the cannon. The remaining gunpowder in his basement was enough to make three mines. He didn't make too many in bulk. The main purpose of this trip was to test the destructive power of the cannon.
Whoosh!
At the end of the grass in front of him, a black dot suddenly appeared. It was Gwyneth who was running for her life. Behind the girl were three shadows that were more than ten meters long. They looked like gigantic crocodiles. Their bodies were flat on the ground, their limbs were short, and their grip was strong. With their sharp jaws that could move 180 degrees, they could break most of the necks of their prey. On their backs were tiny cuticle armors that were evenly distributed and arranged like artworks, firmly protecting their backs and necks against the sharp claws and sawteeth of most monsters of the same level.
It was a demon-clawed crocodile. It was a terrifying level 19 monster!
Dean was holding the match in one hand and the cannon in the other. He was adjusting the direction of the cannon.
In the open space in front of the hill, there was a cross arranged with weeds, which was the sign he gave to Gwyneth.
The muzzle was aimed at the center of the cross.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The demon-clawed crocodiles weighed several tons as they trampled on the ground. The grass was blown away by the wind.
Gwyneth jumped and jumped in the weeds. The dense weeds didn't seem to be an obstacle for her. She ran in a straight line. The nails on her arms, shoulder blades and ribs were shaking as she ran. They rubbed against the soft velvet of the hunter's armor.
Soon, Gwyneth ran to the open street in front of the hill. The asphalt street had long been cracked and uneven. Gwyneth's eyes quickly found a cross made of weeds in front of the open space. Her sweaty face flashed a trace of determination, and she struggled to run over.
Dean lit the cannon and adjusted the direction of the muzzle. He aimed at the three demon-clawed crocodiles behind Gwyneth. The muzzle slowly moved along with their bodies.
Bang!!
The muzzle suddenly exploded, and the deafening sound suddenly and violently rang in everyone's ears, causing the ground under the base of the cannon to cave in. Flames flashed from the muzzle, and a black shell that was emitting thick smoke broke through the air, falling in an arc, and smashed into the shoulder of the second Demon-clawed Crocodile. With a bang, the sound of an explosion suddenly rang out!
The cannonball, which had been filled up, exploded with a loud bang.
Boom!!!
The body of the second demon-clawed crocodile was lifted by an invisible force. It flipped over twice and rolled to the side of the ground. The third demon-clawed crocodile that was behind it stumbled and rolled to the side.
Although the first demon-clawed crocodile was in the lead, its tail was also affected by the explosion. Its high-speed running body suddenly fell down, but it quickly climbed up.
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