"Kekekekekekekekekekekekekeke!!!!"
Its teeth, which were as sharp as metal, were constantly making the sound of gnashing.
The sharkmen always liked this, as it seemed to make their teeth sharp enough.
Of course, the main reason was to make the prey panic when they heard the sound.
Once the prey panicked, they would lose their rationality and would go on a rampage, making all sorts of noises.
Under the bridge, the sound of tusks clashing grew closer and closer. The scrawny man started to feel uneasy.
There were no wounds on his body, and from his position, unless one walked directly to the bridge, it would be impossible to discover his existence. Therefore, the Sharkman Clan should not know that he was hiding here.
However, he began to move his body, as if recalling his female companion who had screamed endlessly. When he thought that the same thing would happen to him soon, he already wanted to get up.
"Don't be afraid, they don't know you're here," Mofan whispered.
"But what if they know that they're just toying with me?" The thin man said.
Sharkmen were very sensitive to the sound of collisions, such as the rolling of cans, the sound of glass, and the creaking of wood. However, they were relatively weak to other sounds, such as talking and shouting.
"Don't move," Mofan said to him seriously.
The man slowly stood up and held onto the railing.
The sound of teeth chattering came closer and closer. It sounded like they were right under the bridge.
"I said don't move!" Mofan emphasized again.
"What right do you have to order me around? Everyone else is dead, but I'm alive because I know how to survive!" The skinny man said angrily.
With that, he rushed towards Mofan.
Mo Fan initially thought the man was going to run away from him. It turned out to be a good choice, as there was an alley full of trash behind Mo Fan. The stench of the trash was able to cover up the smell of the man's sweat as he ran.
But just as he brushed past Mofan, a sharp weapon suddenly appeared in his hand, and he fiercely slashed Mofan's arm.
A bright red thread, as thin as a thread, wrapped around Mofan's arm, making him feel a bit of burning pain.
By the time Mofan completely reacted, the scrawny man had already rushed down the bridge and entered the alley full of garbage in the blink of an eye.
The wound on Mofan's arm was very shallow, and the sharp blade was not poisonous.
But in the next few seconds, Mofan heard that kind of "ka" sound coming from all directions. He did not know how many of them there were!
There was almost no blood seeping out of the skin, but the smell of blood would spread in the air. This was especially so for the sharkmen, who were good at tracking scents. This kind of wound seemed to make their entire world of gray pupils light up with a bright and beautiful light, which could be sensed from half a city district away.
The man's, Mofan, Mofan, was alone.......
Mo Fan couldn't help but admit that the guy was showing off to him!
. skillful. this, this was... of.. of.. this was not..
.. this was....... this was. was.
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Mofan took out the holy medicine and smeared it on his wound.
The medicine was very effective. It immediately stopped the bleeding.
But it would take about half an hour for the smell to completely dissipate. Mofan had to play hide-and-seek with these sharkmen.
Enormous Sharkmen Beasts were patrolling the sky, and there were countless Sharkmen in the city. Mo Fan could not afford to go on a killing spree before he figured out the origin of the mysterious feather. It would only attract more Sharkmen from places with seawater.
"Ka ka, ka ka, ka ka!"
Soon, sharkmen appeared at the two entrances of the bridge. They were about three meters tall. Their skulls were angular, their eyes were round and small, and their noses were facing outwards.
When they saw Mofan, they made a mocking expression.
One of the sharkmen seemed to be particularly proud. It even made a strange sound, as if it was saying to Mofan, "Little friend, how could you accidentally cut yourself?"
Mofan spread the dark matter from his feet to the bridge. He did not run away because the bridge could be used as a protective umbrella to isolate the sharkmen.
Four sharkmen walked over. Their teeth were still making an unpleasant sound.
When they opened their mouths, their cone-shaped fangs were exposed. The fangs were almost distributed to their throats. It could be seen that there was no food that could not be cut!
Mofan continued to wait, waiting for them to come closer.
Suddenly, the sharkmen on the mountain pounced on Mofan. Their speed was very fast, comparable to some of the demonic leopards on land.
They were good hunters. Their angles were quite tricky. They did not give their prey a chance to break free.
Mofan still did not move. He pinched his fingers.
The floor of the bridge was painted with a layer of black. On the squirming black quagmire floor, a sharp rose stem suddenly protruded. The three thorns on the stem pierced through the mouths of the sharkmen with incomparable precision!
From the throat to the brain, the three sharkmen instantly vomited blood and died. Their bodies hung there motionlessly, like three pieces of sharkskin on a hanger.
The last Sharkman was stunned by what he saw.
Just when it was about to cry out to call for its companions, Mofan kicked the black quagmire. The splashing mud turned into sharp thorns in the air and shot at the body of the sharkman.
The sharp thorns changed the trajectory of the chaos system and all pierced the head of the sharkman. It did not give it any chance to make any sound, and it died in the fastest way possible.
These sharkmen patriarchs were used to hunting here. Although they also knew that whether it was human or Spine Spear Bear Boar, they had a certain resistance and fighting ability, they never thought that they would encounter a human powerhouse who could kill all four of them in an instant.
The four corpses were all turned into pus by Mofan's dark corrosion.
However, it was clear that the bloody smell on their bodies would not dissipate.
In order not to hinder his next exploration, Mofan decided to go somewhere else to lie low. He could not be surrounded by the sharkmen here!
…
"Roar!!!!"
The sharkmen let out low roars. The city seemed to be stirred up in an uproar, rising and falling one after another.
"Mu!!!!!"
A huge sharkman beast seemed to have also smelled the bloody smell that was moving quickly.
The bloody smell would continue to be emitted from the host's body. Even if its wounds were clotted, it would continue for nearly half an hour. Therefore, no matter where the host moved, they would be able to smell it.
For a moment, hundreds of sharkmen and a huge sharkman beast were attracted by Mofan's bloody smell. They were chasing him all over the city.
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