"No, its speed is too fast." Dean could not help but take two steps back and stop the idea of diving away. If he went into the water at this moment, he estimated that he would be intercepted by the underwater monster before he could swim to the square pool. With his current physical strength, he might not be able to kill this monster even if he was on the shore, let alone in the water where it was good at.
"Damn it!"
Looking at the underwater monster that rushed to about 500 meters in the blink of an eye, Dean's face turned ugly. No longer hesitating, he grabbed a few pieces of saltpeter next to him, used his unconscious and tireless left hand to crush them into powder, and threw them into the water in front of him.
Because it was powder, the saltpeter sank relatively slowly.
The heat absorption property quickly took effect, and the water gradually turned white, emitting cold air, and the surface of the water slowly condensed into ice.
Dean took two steps back, closely staring at the underwater monster that swam more than 200 meters away, praying that its perception ability was average and would not be aware of them on the shore. Otherwise, with the size of this monster, it only needed to hit the place where they were hiding a few times to break the ground under them, causing them to fall into the water. The collapsed stones above them would also collapse, submerging them into the water.
This underwater monster swam along the smell of blood. Its huge body was like a giant crocodile, but also like a great white shark, but there was not only a fin protruding from its back, but dozens of spikes along the spine, extremely hideous. At this moment, it was like a fish with its four limbs folded, its body swaying forward in the water, not causing too much movement. It seemed to be very good at using the power of the water.
Dean retreated to the innermost part of the ice barrier, squatting down so that his head was parallel to the frozen water, in case the monster peeped at him from under the water.
Soon, the monster swam more than 10 meters away, turning its body in the water, gently pushing its tail, its body swept across the distance of 10 meters, coming to the bottom of the frozen water.
Dean held his breath, his whole body tensed up.
The next moment, the monster swept under the ice, its hideous figure floating like a shadow under the ice, swimming straight to the distance, seemingly not aware of the two people above the ice.
Dean was a little relieved, turning his head to stare at it, only to see that it did not seem to find the source of the smell of blood, gradually swimming away along the flow of the water, disappearing from his sight.
"That was close." Dean exhaled and came to the frozen water. When he was about to raise his hand to break the ice, he saw a red heat source again. It was the underwater monster that had left earlier.
It actually came back from the place where it disappeared!
Dean's face slightly changed. He immediately stopped and took a few steps back. He shrank his body into the innermost part of the ice barrier and squatted on the ground. He felt the cold air drilling into his body from all directions. It was so cold that his whole body shivered.
He watched as the underwater monster slowly swam over. It skimmed over the ice and swam into the distance, but it did not disappear. Instead, it swam around in the nearby sewers as if it was looking for something.
Dean shivered slightly, and at the same time, his eyes followed the monster like a shadow. After a moment, he suddenly felt like he had a cold and runny nose. He subconsciously took a breath, but inhaled a cold air deep into his lungs, stinging his chest. His body slightly arched, his toes could not help but clamp the ground, and his whole body curled up into a ball, but it was still cold and stinging like a knife.
"I can't wait any longer. It won't leave for a while …" Dean slowly raised his eyes, looking at the ice barrier above his head. He could only break the ice barrier and get out from above.
He was ready to get up, but suddenly felt that his hands and feet were somewhat unable to stretch. He could not help but take a look, only to find that there was a thin layer of ice on his left hand. There were strange wavy lines, like fingernail-sized scales.
"It's acting up again …" He slightly gritted his teeth, passed his thoughts to his left hand, and let it support the ground.
Unconsciously, his left hand gently moved. Every time it moved an inch, there was a cracking sound, and at the same time, bursts of tearing pain came from his left hand.
Dean's mind was already a little chaotic. Feeling the sharp pain, his first reaction was to look at his right hand, and then he realized that there was no pain in his right hand. Only then did he realize that the pain came from his left hand, which made him a little confused. Didn't his left hand lose feeling? How could there be a feeling of pain now? Did the pain nerves in his left hand recover at this moment?
He tried to move his left hand again, and this time the pain was more clear. Every inch of movement had a feeling of breaking, let alone using his hand to support himself.
He gave up using his left hand and continued to use his right hand to support the ground. His right hand was a little stiff, but he quickly responded by supporting himself on the ground. He used the force to climb up and stood tremblingly. Suddenly, he felt a burst of dizziness in his mind, like a person with anemia after squatting for a long time. Some shadows flashed in front of his eyes, and his originally wide field of vision was now less than 50 degrees. He could only see things in front of his pupils, and it was a little blurred.
I can't fall down!
He repeated in his heart, gasping deeply. He only felt that his brain was buzzing. He lifted his foot and stepped out. His body was a little unbalanced, and he fell on a soft object. He tried to look, but saw Aisha's pale face close at hand. He seemed to be able to smell her breath. She was as tranquil as an ice beauty.
His heart was bitter. He turned his head and glanced at the solid ice wall around him. A sad thought emerged in his heart. Is this ice wall cave a tomb that I built with my own hands?
The cold spread all over his body, and he couldn't lift the slightest strength. Even his shivering had stopped. He only felt that the cold gradually invaded his body, poured into his heart, spread along his heart to his throat, and even into his brain.
This intense chill made him feel as if death was slowly walking into him.
When death stands in front of you, what will you think of?
At this moment, there was only unwillingness in Dean's mind. He thought of many faces, Hathaway, the Monastery's Elder of the Punishment Department, the youth of the Wing Family, the vast giant wall, and the Lord of the Giant Wall that he had never seen …
At this moment, the figures that made him want to kill appeared in his mind one after another.
This made him realize that what he was most reluctant about was not leaving the world, but the people that made him hate. He hadn't killed them all!
In addition to these hatred, the ideals that he had planned could no longer be realized.
These two mixed together made his heart full of unwillingness!
He suddenly remembered that when he had just become a hunter, the first thing he thought of when he encountered a life and death crisis was his parents and sister. But now, he thought more of hatred and unrealized ideals.
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