The masked Ndipaya male glared at Mbenga and was about to stab down with his pike. Suddenly, the scar on Mbenga's forehead swelled with redness as he roared wildly. For some unknown reason, the masked Ndipaya male was instantly stunned. Probably, Mbenga wanted to take advantage of him verbally before his death, cursing him into a frenzied state.
Seizing this opportunity, Sheyan arched his back and dashed forward. This time, he activated 'Horn-Rage' and arrived before the masked Ndipaya male, knocking him into a stunned state.
Without hesitation, Sheyan raised his saber and chopped down at the masked Ndipaya male's pike-wielding arm! Observing the texture of the masked Ndipaya male's mask was exceedingly similar to the wooden shield he plundered last night, perhaps even surpassing it. Sheyan reckoned its defensive capabilities were exceedingly monstrous. Hence, he wisely didn't think of insta-killing him with a combo.
Blood flashed as Sheyan chopped down with his saber. Immediately, he tossed out a flask of curse-mix to the ground, as faint green fumes billowed out. The masked Ndipaya male's counterattack was once again interrupted by the stun effect of the curse-mix. Seizing the opportunity, Sheyan shifted to the side of the masked Ndipaya male and slashed down with his saber again.
The masked Ndipaya male's exposed right arm received two consecutive slashes, as a mangled wound formed. Nevertheless, he remained stubborn and untamed, as he roared and stabbed with his pike once again. Instead, Sheyan had already pulled out his pitch-black lethal weapon – 'Ambition'!!
Although Sheyan's right arm hadn't fully recovered and couldn't chop down with '+ 7 West', firing a gun wasn't an issue! That masked Ndipaya was indeed strange. Even with the offensive capabilities of 'Ambition', a single 'Rum and Songs' had only shaved off less than 20 HP! Fortunately, the stun effect wasn't discounted. Seizing the opportunity, Sheyan viciously chopped down with his saber twice. Finally, the masked Ndipaya male's pike-wielding arm was dismembered, as blood splattered out and hung limply. It seemed like the masked Ndipaya male could no longer attack.
At present, Sheyan was rather fearful of the innumerable diseases of these natives. Hence, he resolutely refused to give them the opportunity to raise their weapons, and prioritized crippling their dominant hand. At present, when the masked Ndipaya male was about to switch to his left hand, Sheyan instantly took a step forward without hesitation and rammed into the masked Ndipaya male's chest.
In this case, although he could not use his' + 7 West ', his spear would also be rendered useless. Therefore, if they were to engage in a melee, Sheyan believed that he would have a huge advantage against a heavily injured brat. After the Ndipaya masked man lost his blood-lacerating pike, his ability to spread diseases had indeed plummeted. Hence, Sheyan could feel at ease as he pummeled him with his fists.
After the two of them engaged in close combat, Sheyan didn't care about any morals. First, he hurled curse-mix items onto the ground. Then, when the cooldown of 'Ambition' expired, he directly used it as a close combat weapon and fired off. Headbutts, knees, kicks, elbows, all sorts of other methods were used.
Although the masked Ndipaya male's attributes were exceedingly high, it wasn't to the point where he could completely suppress Sheyan in terms of strength. Furthermore, both of them couldn't utilize any weapons during the melee, not to mention casting any spells. Hence, their offensive capabilities weren't high, and they couldn't spread the diseases on their weapons to Sheyan. Furthermore, Sheyan still had his monstrous innate 'Stronghold' to protect himself. Hence, he was naturally at a disadvantage.
Amidst such a chaotic melee, the masked Ndipaya male only persisted for a few minutes before he realized something wasn't right. His face brimming with blood, he crawled up and attempted to flee. Instead, Sheyan grabbed onto his leg and slammed him to the ground. Just as the masked Ndipaya lifted his leg in an attempt to break free, Mbenga finally caught his breath and recognized Sheyan. Then, he hastily rushed over to assist. After limping over, Mbenga picked up a rock and smashed it towards the masked Ndipaya male!
The two of them engaged in a battle of attrition, seemingly about to slay the masked Ndipaya male. Instead, the masked Ndipaya male abruptly ruptured, as a formless shockwave blasted Sheyan away. Then, the masked Ndipaya male rolled several times on the ground, before revealing an aged wrinkled face. On his head was a hastily tied feather crown.
After a backflip, the Ndipaya male knelt on the ground. In that instant, Sheyan felt an indescribable threat, as though he was facing a rattlesnake with its swollen neck!
All of a sudden, the Ndipaya clansman shut his eyes. His grizzled white hair fluttered without wind, as strands fluttered towards the sky; wriggling and twisting like millions of slender living creatures. Even though this Ndipaya male frequently sweated and didn't wash his hair for a long period of time, it was still breathtaking for him to produce such a bizarre state.
Suddenly, the Ndipaya male raised his left hand and formed a tube by his mouth, before aiming it at Sheyan.
Blow dart!
Caught off guard, Sheyan immediately dodged to the side. Nevertheless, he was still too slow. At this moment, Mbenga released a ferocious roar as he crouched down like a rugby player, before viciously ramming into Sheyan, allowing him to evade this calamity. Two metres behind Sheyan's original position was a huge tree. At this moment, two greyish white strands could be seen wriggling into the tree.
Amidst the chaos, Sheyan glanced at the broad-leaved tree. The leaves of the tree had already withered and withered, devoid of any luster of life. It was as though a drought had descended in advance, as the entire tree emitted an aura of death!
The might of those two fine strands of hair was actually as disgusting as a parasite. If they drilled into a human's body, one could imagine their destructive might. It would definitely be as troublesome as a bone maggot!
The Ndipaya male who had shot out those two hair dart stood sluggishly, as though shooting out those two strands of hair had exhausted all his energy. Sheyan immediately pounced forward and slashed down with his saber. This time, he finally disposed of the Ndipaya male without any mishap.
After slaying the Ndipaya male, Sheyan received a notification.
[You killed the Ndipaya clan elder, Jigubu]
[You can choose from the following options]
[A: Achievement points + 1]
[B: Receive a dropped key]
[C: Receive 3 potential points]
[D: Residents of the Great Swamp are born with a certain level of resistance. There is a very high chance that the effects of normal diseases will be weakened by 10%, and the effects of high level diseases will also be weakened. The effects will last until you leave this world. This effect can be stacked with other similar effects.]
Sheyan was momentarily stunned. At present, his defence was already able to weaken abnormal conditions by 50%, and his innate ability, 'Stronghold', could further weaken it by 25%! If that disease originally lasted for 200 minutes, then it would only last for 75 minutes on his body. But with this'D 'effect, it could be weakened to 67.5 minutes!
If that was the case, Sheyan contemplated for a moment before choosing option D. After slaying the Ndipaya clan elder, Jigubu, Sheyan noticed that Mbenga's attitude towards him had improved. He even cracked a smile, before.... he bluntly slumped to the ground, unconscious and convulsing incessantly. Vomit started seeping out from his mouth.
Sheyan's heart jolted as he hurriedly rushed forward to investigate. Instantly, he discovered an exceedingly gruesome wound on Mbenga's calf. The wound had deteriorated exceedingly severely. Instead, his calf was covered with a simple splint made from tree branches, and was plastered with large amounts of mud. At present, it had dried up and crusted over.
After Sheyan retrieved some water to wash the wound, he instantly discovered that the area around his calf was swollen and glistening. It was as thick as a thigh, and the wound was reddish purple in color. Along with the rhythm of his breathing, viscous fluids overflowed out.
This was an exceedingly obvious sign of suppuration, followed by ulceration. First, yellowish green pus would flow out, accompanied by a foul stench. The victim would have a high fever, dizziness, headache and delirium, before finally dying. A golden-headed housefly seemed to have smelled the putrid stench, as it buzzed around the wound.
Sheyan tried using medicines from the nightmare realm, but they weren't effective on Mbenga. Sheyan could only pull out a surgical knife from his first aid kit, and used strong rum to wash the wound. Then, he used the incisive surgical knife to slice away the rotten flesh, gouging out the blackened and rotting parts. Only after the blood had turned crimson, did he use rum to rinse the wound. Finally, he sewed the wound and left a drainage strip.
Instead, after completing the surgery, Sheyan discovered that Mbenga's condition hadn't improved, but instead, he was running a high fever. Sheyan's heart stirred as he hastily inspected Mbenga's body. To his astonishment, he discovered a red and swollen inflamed bump on the outer side of Mbenga's clavicle. That bump was swollen to the point of being translucent, where one could faintly discern some worms swimming within. Those worms had the posture of a snake, yet were as disorderly as strands of hair. It was an incomparably bizarre sight.
"Could it be that when Mbenga knocked me away, he was struck by that. That old bastard's hair dart? " Sheyan couldn't help but harbor such a thought. Facing such a situation, although he was somewhat helpless, he had no choice but to save him. Because he knew, if he didn't save him, Mbenga would be dead for sure. But if he saved him, Mbenga would still have a strand of hope to survive.
Hence, Sheyan disinfected the surgical knife, before cutting open Mbenga's pus. Instead, he witnessed those strands of hair like worms frantically drilling into his flesh! Sheyan's technique was exceedingly swift. The surgical knife smoothly sliced through the bottom of the pus, slicing off a large chunk of Mbenga's flesh. However, several strands of those strands of hair like worms were sliced off as well. When those worms landed on the ground, they frantically bounced around like fresh prawns! Instead, even more worms had drilled into Mbenga's flesh, disappearing without a trace.
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