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Chapter 886

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After leaving the hotel, Dean called a carriage and prepared to go out of the city.

Dean smoothly passed the interrogation of the guards with the proof of identity given by Losik and a stack of gold notes. After leaving the capital, he took Aisha to the suburbs of the wilderness. Along the way, they encountered a lot of wolves, tigers, leopards, snakes and strange insects. Fortunately, these things were nothing to Dean. After more than three hours of travel, he found the cave where the package was originally hidden.

There was a six or seven meters long python entrenched in the cave. There were traces of fighting at the entrance of the cave, as well as the bloody bones of the beast. Looking at the python, there were not only two fangs in its mouth, but a mouth full of dense teeth. At first glance, it was obvious that it did not simply swallow the prey whole into its belly to digest.

Dean stepped into the cave. When the python pounced from the dark, he raised his hand and swung the Splitter on the python's head. The python's head tilted, and it hit the rock wall and fainted.

Dean did not pay attention to it. He went to the depths of the cave, dug the soil, took out the backpack, and left the cave. He found a more spacious and comfortable place in the mountain forest, leaning against a small waterfall and a pool. He sat on a rock and quickly opened the backpack. He glanced at the bottom of the backpack and picked up the sealed jar of crystal worm.

Using his x-ray vision, he saw that it was full of dark silver mucus.

Dean's eyes were dignified. He used the Splitter to lift the lid of the jar and saw that it was full of silver mucus. It seemed to be solidified, but it also seemed to be flowing.

Dean was already prepared. His figure flashed and disappeared from the place. After a moment, he came back like a gust of wind. In his hand was a tiger that was three or four meters long. The tiger was held by Dean like a big cat. It struggled and roared, but no matter how it twisted its head, it couldn't bite Dean.

Dean threw the slightly mutated tiger next to the jar. The tiger's fiery red hair stood up, and it glared at Dean. It was ready to pounce, but it did not directly rush toward Dean. Its simple thinking told it that the human in front of it was very dangerous.

When it growled and tried to scare Dean away, a sudden change occurred.

The dark silver mucus in the jar beside the red-haired tiger's feet suddenly leaped up like poisonous snakes and wrapped around the tiger's hind legs that were closest to it.

This sudden change alarmed the tiger. It roared angrily and wanted to jump away, but its retreat was already entangled. Soon, the silver mucus spread all over its body, drilling into its fur.

Dean's pupils shrank as he saw this scene. Although he expected that this thing was not completely dead, but he did not expect that it could survive after staying in the tank without oxygen for so long!

Was this a living creature?

This was beyond the scope of living things, wasn't it?

Dean immediately used his x-ray vision to observe. He was shocked to see the mercury mucus drilling into the red-haired tiger's body. Like a spiral silk thread, it dispersed and densely covered the tiger's bones, flesh, internal organs and other organs. At a glance, the tiger's body had formed a silver intertwined net, and the net was spreading rapidly, from the back half to the front half, and then along the neck into the brain!

Roar!

The tiger suddenly roared when the mercury mucus drilled into the tiger's brain, but the next moment it was silent. There was no previous painful roar or roar, it was suddenly quiet.

It stood there quietly as the wind from the forest blew past, bringing with it a faint chill.

Dean saw the silver mesh quickly covered the whole brain of the tiger. He had an ominous premonition and a creepy feeling in his heart. The next moment, Dean saw the tiger's body shake slightly. Then he saw the tiger slowly raise its head. The original amber eyes were now a bit bloodshot. It looked a bit strange.

"Still not giving up?" Dean saw the tiger's eyes and slightly frowned.

Roar!

The next moment, the tiger suddenly rushed over.

Its speed was as fast as lightning. It was like a red flame passing in front of Dean's eyes.

Dean's body suddenly flashed sideways to avoid the tiger's attack. He raised his hand and chopped down with the Splitter.

Puff! The head of the tiger fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out from the broken neck, but a part of it stopped. The wound was quickly covered with silver web-like mucus, which seemed to stop the injury. Then a strange scene appeared. The headless tiger turned around and looked at Dean with its broken neck.

Dean's face changed slightly. He was not afraid of the Crystal Desolate Worm, but the strangeness of this thing refreshed his understanding again and again.

Suddenly, a creeping sound came from the ground and the sound of fallen leaves being stirred. Dudian's face changed again. He saw that the tiger's head was cut off, and many silver whiskers were growing out. They were like small sprouts, and they were crawling toward the tiger.

Dean felt sour in his teeth. What the hell was that?

Although he had a premonition of what was going to happen next, he did not stop it. Instead, he wanted to see the scene.

As he wished, after the tiger's head crawled to the tiger's feet, the silver mucus immediately gushed out from the tiger's severed neck like dozens of tiny silver blood vessels, winding down. The tiger's head on the ground also flipped over. The two silver mucus met and immediately stuck together, pulling the tiger's head up and back to the severed neck. Other than the hair at the wound that was stuck together by the blood, no one could tell that the head had been chopped off!

Roar!

The tiger roared again.

Dean stared for a moment and sighed. He did not expect that the head was not only connected, but could also be used again. This showed that all aspects of the tissues were reconnected and healed. It also showed how difficult it was to deal with the crystal worm!

"Dead but not dead, it's talking about you!" Dean quietly looked at it. Although he was shocked by the strange ability of the Crystal Wasteland Worm, he was not afraid. Today he was not the same as before. Judging from the speed of the tiger controlled by the Crystal Wasteland Worm, he knew that it was not his opponent.

Whoosh!

While Dean was thinking, the tiger pounced again, and suddenly opened its mouth.

Dean suddenly came back to his senses. He was shocked and hurriedly dodged.

Puff!

A white light flashed, and with a bang, it hit the pool behind Dean. The next moment, there was a cracking sound. Dean hurriedly glanced at it, and his face slightly changed. He saw that the undercurrent surging in the pool had instantly frozen!

Dean was secretly frightened. Sure enough, he still could not be careless.

Whoosh!

The tiger opened its mouth again towards Dean.

Dean narrowed his eyes. The moment it opened its mouth, his figure flashed and he dodged. Although the tiger could still use the Crystal Wasteland Worm's moves, the power was not reduced, but the speed was a lot slower.

After Dean noticed this, he quickly approached the tiger while dodging for the second time. He swung his sword and cut horizontally.

The tiger wanted to jump away to escape, but its speed was too slow. In Dean's eyes, it was like slow motion. Puff! The saber cut horizontally from the tiger's nose to its waist. It could be said that the tiger's body was cut into two.

With the sharpness of the sword, it should be easy to cut, but after being controlled by the crystal worm, the strength of the tiger's bones and the toughness of its internal organs had multiplied, so the sword could not directly cut the tail.

Dean looked at the white whiskers wriggling on the wound. His face was slightly cold. He suddenly raised the ice claws and waved them down from the tiger's back. Bang! The ground shook, and the tiger lay on the ground. There was a huge pit under its body.

Dean pulled out his sword and cut three times in a row. The tiger's body was immediately cut into several pieces.

Dean split its head into several pieces and coldly looked at the dismembered body on the ground. Although the crystal worm controlled the tiger and broke out a strong fighting power, the tiger's foundation was relatively weak. Although the bones and internal organs were strengthened, it could not support the eruption of too high a power. It was barely at the level of Inner Desolate level. Even if Dean had the same strength as before, he could easily dismember its body.

However, to be able to raise an ordinary mutant creature to the level of Inner Desolate level in a short time was quite terrifying.

Dean looked at the broken body on the ground and frowned slightly. He jumped to the side and quickly split a few trees. Then he took out a match, peeled the bark and ignited it. The leaves and bark quickly burned.

Dean used the firewood to surround the broken corpses on the ground. Soon, white foam emerged from the corpses closest to the fire, but if you looked closely, you would find that it was a strand of silver wire. The next moment, these silver wires crawled out of the corpses and gathered in the center of the fire ring.

It was too difficult to move the body, but the speed of the silver wires was very fast, like a very small snake.

Dean saw the dense silver wires drilled out of the body and gathered in the largest body in the center of the flame. He chuckled and sprinkled a handful of leaves on the tiger's back. Then he popped out a match and ignited the leaves. The tiger's hair was the first to burn, and then the whole body was burning.

Squeak!

Dean heard a harsh scream from the flame. He could not help but raise his eyebrows. He did not expect that this thing could make a sound. This vitality could no longer be described with the word "tenacious"!

When the flame extinguished, Dean saw a pool of silver mucus curled up under the burnt body. The silver mucus and the burnt body formed a sharp contrast. Dean used the sword to move the body and put the silver mucus into a jar.

At this moment, the area of the silver mucus had shrunk greatly. It was less than one-third of the previous size. Nevertheless, it was still as big as a football.

Dean put it in a jar, set up a fire rack next to it, and put the jar on top of it.

This crystal worm should be called ice worm now. According to the records of the Temple, its vitality was extremely tenacious and terrifying. It was very difficult to kill it. Dismembering, suffocation, burying and other methods were all ineffective.

But there was only one way to kill it, and that was to burn it!

Ice worm was afraid of fire. Even if the temperature of the flame was average, it was not willing to get close to it. Even if it was a flame of average temperature, it would cause greater damage to it.

The first step to absorb the ice worm was to kill it!

Dean thought that it would be dying after being sealed in the jar for so long. But the scene just now was a slap in the face. This thing was still alive and he could only burn it with fire.

As the flames grew stronger and stronger, ear-piercing screams came from the jars hanging on the racks. Moreover, it wasn't just one scream, but countless screams. It was as if there were countless babies and children hiding in the jars, screaming in pain.

After a while, the sound gradually weakened. Dean continued to add firewood, and the jar was still burning. A few hours later, Dean chopped a few trees nearby, chopped them into firewood and added them to the fire, but there was no change in the jar. There were no screams, and no movement. On the way, Dean tried to touch the jar, and to his surprise, the jar turned out to be cold!

It had been burning on the fire for so long, but the jar was cold!

One must know that the jar was made of metal. It had excellent heat transfer. Even if it was burned for half a minute, it would be extremely hot, let alone a few hours.

"No wonder there are no bubbles in it. I was wondering why it didn't boil …" Dean muttered and continued to add firewood. This thing wouldn't die so easily. It just showed that this thing was rare and rare.

The fire lasted for a whole day!

Dean was still burning firewood as the sun went down. Fortunately, he was surrounded by woods. There was no shortage of trees. Moreover, he only burned seven or eight trees for a whole day.

Dean looked at the sky which was gradually turning yellow. He looked up and saw the sunset. He didn't expect that time would pass so fast. He reached out and touched the jar. It was still cold, but not as cold as before.

Dean sighed in his heart. He continued to add firewood to make the fire more vigorous.

At around 12 o'clock in the evening, Dean paid close attention to the metal jar on the fire. After so long, the jar was somewhat warm.

Who would have thought that the Extreme Ice Worm, which was afraid to even touch a match, would be able to endure for so long when it was roasted over a fire?

After another two hours, bubbles slowly appeared in the jar. There were signs of boiling.

Dean was excited and continued to add firewood.

The night passed. By the dawn of the next day, the jar was completely boiling. However, the boiling bubbles did not splash around. Instead, they were sticky and undulating in the jar.

Dean continued to add firewood until noon. The mucus in the jar also boiled until noon. Then it shrank again. Only half the volume of a football was left.

Dean waited for the firewood to extinguish. He put the hot jar on the ground. After a while, he saw that the boiling gradually subsided. He quickly left. In less than two minutes, he returned with a four or five meters long python in his hand.

The python was lying softly in his hand. He didn't know if it was dead or unconscious.

Dean cut a wound on the python's body and threw it to the side of the jar. He waited quietly.

After two hours, the metal jar was completely cooled down. Dean put the python's head against the mouth of the jar and sat next to it.

The day passed quickly. In the evening, there was still no movement in the jar.

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