The Rockscale Python quickly noticed Dean's presence. Its body, which was originally coiled on the ground, slowly moved. Its huge head was slightly raised, revealing itself from the grass. Its green vertical pupils stared coldly at Dean. It flicked its forked tongue and slowly arched its head in a defensive posture, as if it would launch an attack at any time.
Whoosh!
Dean rapidly approached like a hideous monster made of sharp blades. His strangely twisted blades moved on the ground, propelling his body forward at an extremely fast speed. It was as if all the blades on his body could be turned into legs and feet. His speed was extremely fast, about three times that of a normal human body. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of the Rockscale Python. He looked at the swaying head of the Rockscale Python and suddenly dashed to the left.
The Rockscale Python's reaction was extremely fast. It quickly opened its mouth to bite Dean's left side.
But after Dean stepped out, his body instantly twisted, and all his blade-like limbs scratched the ground, abruptly stopping his direction, and evaded to the side, dodging the bloody mouth of the Rockscale Python. At the same time, when the snake's mouth brushed past him, the sharp blades on Dean's arms instantly pierced out, cutting the edge of the snake's mouth. Puff! The dark red scales that seemed to be soaked in blood were suddenly cut open, and blood flowed out.
Seeing that he could break its scales, Dean's heart calmed down. All his blade-like limbs quickly stirred, and the blade-like limbs pierced the body of the Rockscale Python like nails, driving his body to quickly climb to about seven inches on its back. This position was the place where the Rockscale Python's head could not turn around to bite him.
A few bloody holes appeared on the body of the Rockscale Python. It was in so much pain that it went crazy. It shook its head hard, trying to shake off Dean, but to no avail. On the contrary, Dean firmly hooked its body with his blade-like limbs, and vigorously waved his arms, cutting the flesh and scales on its back until blood flowed out.
The Rockscale Python's huge body twisted wildly in pain, shaking the ground slightly. It turned its head toward its body and used its body to squeeze Dean on its back.
Dean did not dare to neglect. He quickly used his blade-like limbs to cut a bloody hole. When the Rockscale Python squeezed with its body, he immediately jumped into the bloody hole and drilled inside.
Not long after, the Rockscale Python gradually stopped struggling and laid on the ground. Its head weakly stretched out from its body and slithered forward in a serpentine manner. It slowly raised its head and crawled forward, as if it wanted to drag its heavy body away. However, after swimming for seven or eight meters, it slowly stopped. Its head hit the ground and it no longer moved.
From the back of the Rockscale Python's neck, Dean crawled out like a bloody man. His blade-like limbs were stained with blood, looking particularly ferocious. He shook off the bloodstains on his body and jumped down from the Rockscale Python's body to the middle part. He used his blade-like limbs to cut its belly and drilled inside. After a moment, he walked out from inside with a kettle-sized snake gallbladder.
The gallbladder of the Rockscale Python was the main ingredient of the top antidote. If taken directly, it could detoxify most of the snake venom. Even if one was not poisoned, he could still take it to greatly enhance his resistance to poison.
After taking the gallbladder, Dean came to the front of its head, opened its mouth, and broke the four sharp fangs in its mouth. Generally, the teeth of snakes were relatively fragile, so most of them hunted for food by swallowing them. But the Rockscale Python was different. Its teeth could be said to be the hardest part of its body, and they were excellent materials for forging magic weapons. Although he had the Demon Hunter Tool and did not lack offensive weapons, these fangs were suitable to be used as trap materials.
After taking these two treasures, Dean glanced at the completely dead Rockscale Python. He sighed in his heart. This was the wilderness. When they met, it was either to kill the other or to be killed by the other. There was no unnecessary nonsense or words. The loser would die.
He picked up the four dagger-length fangs and carried them on his back. The gallbladder was stored in a sealed jar in case it was poisoned.
Although there were a lot of valuable things on the body of the Rockscale Python, Dean's backpack had limited space. He was too lazy to take things that would not play a big role in crossing the Abyss.
"I didn't expect to see such a thing in the outermost part of the Abyss..." Dean carried the backpack, put away the Demon Hunter Tool, and continued to move forward with Aisha. His heart was heavy. Although the first battle was victorious, only he knew the danger of the previous battle. If his reaction was a little slower, perhaps he would have died at the moment.
In the blink of an eye, the body of the Rockscale Python was left behind. Dean went all the way forward. Before long, he met two Undeads wandering on the plain. The appearance of these two Undeads was extremely strange. Although they were called Undeads, they were more like the drawings of the Bugman that Dean had seen in the materials of the Monster Laboratory. One of the Undeads was in the shape of a spider. Its body was lying on its stomach, and its buttocks were swollen. There were four or five sharp legs under its abdomen. The appearance was the color of human skin, but the shape of the legs only had three toes, and each toe was extremely long and as sharp as a dagger.
The body of the other Undeads was bent backward. It seemed that its spine had been crushed. Its chest was facing the sky, and its head and buttocks were about to collide. There was a huge crack in its chest, and the shadow inside was full of sharp teeth.
Dean had never seen such an Undeads in the Monster Atlas. He was afraid. After all, it was an Undeads that survived in the Abyss. Just looking at its shape, it was very unusual. He glanced at Aisha, hesitated, and decided to take the risk and give it a try.
He threw a stone to attract the spider-like Undeads and let Aisha control it.
After the spider-like Undeads quickly crawled in, Aisha stepped forward and growled. Her crystal-like pupils seemed to glow with a strange light. At this moment, she was no longer the usual silent and sluggish appearance. She seemed to be a god standing above all things, with a kind of ferocious and evil aura.
The body of the spider-like Undeads suddenly stopped. The disheveled head was full of ferocity, but there was obvious fear in its eyes. Its mouth was slightly closed, and its body was shaking. It slowly lay down to show submission.
Dean was relieved in his heart. At the same time, he was once again shocked by Aisha's control. He didn't expect that even the Undeads living in the Abyss could not resist the control of the Corpse King. Moreover, this control seemed to come from instinct. What was it that made these unconscious Undeads instinctively afraid of the Corpse King?
Dean felt that the Undeads must be hiding incredible big secrets, but this was not what he could figure out at present.
After controlling the Undeads, Dean did the same and attracted the Cracked Chest Undeads. Aisha took action and easily controlled it again.
Dean was satisfied. Now there were two Undeads as stepping stones. It was good. Moreover, these two Undeads were fast. It was estimated that they could compete with the masters of the War God level, or even win.
After controlling the two Undeads, Dean continued to move forward.
After walking for forty or fifty miles, Dean once again met a few monsters like giant rats. The heat intensity was not high, just at the limitless level. But the appearance of the giant rats, coupled with such power, seemed a bit terrifying.
Dean controlled the two Undeads to kill several giant rats and then continued to move forward.
As he went deeper and deeper, Dean found that the landforms of the abyss were very different. Sometimes it was a plain with tall weeds, and sometimes it was an arid desert. In the desert, there were small areas of swamps, like rain pits. There were a lot of strange creatures hidden in them. Dean saw them with his x-ray vision and avoided them in advance.
"It seems that although the monsters in the abyss are strong, the number is not as dense as in the wasteland." Dudian thought in his heart. Along the way, he did not encounter many monsters and Undeads, but all the monsters were strong. Few of them were below the level of Pioneers. For those Pioneers in the wasteland, this was undoubtedly a world of death. As long as they encountered a monster, it may be a life and death struggle.
In addition to the first rock python he met, Dean walked for hundreds of miles but didn't meet any other dominator level monsters. However, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance. The giant wall didn't record how long the abyss area was. It was possible that the road he was walking now was just the border of the abyss area.
"Wall Lord returns from the Kingdom of God to the Giant Wall once every ten years. He only returns once every ten years. I don't know how long the journey will be..." Dean thought in his heart. He suddenly thought of the Journey to the West that he had read when he was a child. He smiled bitterly in his heart. He felt that he was now like Tang Seng in the Journey to the West. He had to travel through mountains and rivers to obtain scriptures. He did not know how many monsters would he meet on the way. What was more sad was that he was not like Tang Seng, who had a relationship with Sun Wukong at the beginning. He could only rely on himself and Aisha.
Thinking of Aisha, he looked at her and suddenly felt balanced in his heart.
She was enough.
In the blink of an eye, he had been in the abyss for three days.
Dean walked during the day and only rushed during the day. Even so, he had walked nearly two hundred miles. As he gradually went deeper into the abyss, his original idea was gradually broken. The number of monsters he met along the way was increasing. Huge corpses of monsters could be seen everywhere. Their skin and bones were still there, but they were hanging like rags.
"Huh?" When he came to the foot of a gloomy mountain, Dean suddenly stopped. His eyes fell on a huge claw print. This claw print was about six to seven meters long and three meters wide. It was not difficult to imagine how huge the owner of this claw print was. But Dean had seen countless claw prints of this size along the way. But this time he could not move his eyes away.
Because there was a person embedded in the claw print.
A normal-sized person!
Dean hadn't seen a normal human since he came to the abyss except for Aisha who was next to him.
Even the Undeads had mutated into an extremely ferocious appearance. They were half human and half beast. It was difficult to distinguish them.
The person in the paw print was facing the ground, pressed down by the paw print. It seemed that the monster in the paw print had stepped on him. However, the monster did not seem to notice the person, or perhaps it thought that the person was too small and was too lazy to pick him up to eat, so the person just lay there in the paw print.
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