The Dark King

After the temperature of the black monster's body cooled slightly, Du Dean stepped forward with his dagger, looking at the bloody head, and cut it along the edge of his orbit. It was a little rusty, but the dagger was extremely sharp and cost a bit. After strength, he finally cut the giant's head before getting tired.

There is warm brain tissue in the head, exuding a strange smell, making people sick.

Du Di'an endured this strange smell, lifting his strength to upset these brain tissues. Suddenly, the dagger touched a hard object. He froze for a while, and quickly opened the brain tissue, but he saw that it was only a skull. Then continue to play around.

Soon, the brain tissue in the entire huge head was turned over, and there was still nothing suspicious.

"It really looks different from the walking dead..." Du Dian laughed bitterly, thinking that he could find the same ball in the head of the walking dead, which might have a great effect. It seems that he thought too much.

He flicked the blood stains on his dagger, stepped back a few steps, and sat in the elevator shaft next to him, only to feel that his hands were sore and exhausted, so he could only share a room with the scorched corpse of the monster.

Fortunately, the smell of the burnt corpse was smelly, but it smelled for a long time.

Du Dian rested, and suddenly felt a numb palm. He lifted his palm and looked at it. The numbing sensation came from the wound on the back of his hand. This was the wound that was rubbed off by the stone when he rolled down. It was everywhere else on his body. It's all such wounds.

"It was actually a wound infection, but unfortunately there was no clean water, and the hunter's first aid kit was not brought, it was estimated to have been pressed under the stone pile." Du Dean laughed bitterly and spit a few saliva on the wound. The saliva can be disinfected, hoping to be able to disinfect A little effect.

He leaned on the elevator shaft and rested with his eyes closed, striving to regain his strength as quickly as possible to search for food.

However, soon he felt that not only the wounds on his palm were infected, but also other parts of the body felt numbness, and this numbness became stronger and stronger, gradually becoming sharp and tingling!

Du Di'an couldn't help opening his eyes, his heart was a little nervous. In this wild countryside, being infected too seriously is equivalent to death!He quickly ignited the spare torch that had been extinguished. When the fire shone on him, he suddenly saw his right hand and couldn't help but startle.

The right hand was swollen as thick as the thigh, completely unconscious, and the wound on the back of the hand continued to seep yellow and white pus.In addition, he felt other slight tingling areas, slightly swollen, thighs and chest, left hand, shoulders, and even face tingling, although there is no mirror, but he does not need to look at it, he knows that his face is also estimated Very swollen.

"Bacteria infection!" Du Dean's scalp was numb and a little flustered. This symptom was terrible. In a short moment, his body became like this. He couldn't help looking at the corpse of the black giant. Is it that the germ was infected from it? of?

However, I was careful when dissecting myself, and no limbs touched its brain tissue!

Suddenly, Du Dean suddenly thought of something, looking under his ass, and saw a thick layer of blood flowing in the elevator shaft, the blood of the black monster!

"Is it the germs in this blood? But my soft armor is isolated, and my body is not in contact with this blood!" Du Di'an dare to sit here and hurry to stand up, but both legs are numb, not listening, At the same time, the tingling sensation is getting heavier, coming from all parts of the body.

He gritted his teeth tightly and dragged his body to the outside, only to stop when he came to the hole where the stone smashed.

The blood of the beast did not flow here. He leaned against the stone and gasped slightly, looked down at himself, and suddenly saw that there was a scratch on the soft armor behind his butt, and it flowed under him. Most of his blood penetrated from this scratch and was infected into the body, and it was unconsciously like a blood sucking from a manta, so that he did not notice it at all, and did not even feel that his skin touched the blood!

Du Dian's face was pale, and there was a trace of regret in his heart. If he didn't come back to kill the monster, he might not be infected!

"I didn't expect to escape the hunter's chase, but also escaped the monster attack, and finally did not escape the heavenly retribution..." Du Di'an felt bitter in his heart, thinking of the "success and mercy" that people often say, Maybe he wouldn’t come back, this beast would starve to death here, but now it has fallen to the point of being buried with this monster.

Du Dian leaned on the stone, and the sharp tingling all over his body made him tremble, unable to climb up again, only the last hope in his heart, I hope this germ will not kill himself.

But contrary to expectations, in addition to the tingling sensation, he felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred. He lifted his left hand, which was still slightly perceptive, and touched his forehead.

When the sleepy and sleepy desires hit him, he suddenly thought that the dark blue ball on his body could absorb heat. He quickly raised his left hand and struggled to reach out the dark blue ball in his pocket and put it on his forehead.

A cold sensation came immediately, making his muddy thinking clearer. Looking up, he felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy. The darkened elevator shaft in front of his eyes was even more vague.

Suddenly, he felt a slight movement in the soft armor of his chest, as if there was something struggling there.

Looking down, he lifted his left hand hard and pulled the soft armor slightly away. In the blurred vision, he suddenly saw a small earthworm-like blood red bug that arched at the wound wrapped in gauze on his chest. The first half of the body seemed to have been drilled. In the gauze, the second half is still struggling.

"Bugs, bugs..." Du Di'an was confused, an illusion?He raised his hand and wanted to catch it, but the burning sensation in his brain made him completely unable to lift his strength. The eyes that he tried to open slowly closed slowly. The last thing he saw was the bug outside the gauze on his chest. Seems to finally break through the block and dig in.

With a thump, Du Dean fell head-on and fell into a coma.

After he was in a coma, the palm still held the dark blue ball.

However, this cold ball gradually melted in his palm and turned into a light blue transparent liquid, which penetrated into a wound along his palm, as if it were countless living creatures.

In the dark, hurried time.

When Du Di'an regained consciousness again, he was awakened by hunger.

He opened his eyes blankly, but saw the familiar picture of the elevator shaft. He couldn't help but stunned, he didn't die?

He suddenly thought of the high fever before his coma and quickly touched his head, but his body temperature was normal. At this time, he noticed that his swollen palm had returned to its original shape, not only reduced the swelling, but also regained consciousness.

He hurriedly sat up and looked at his whole body.

There was no change in his body. There were many small scratches on the dusty black soft armor. He looked back subconsciously at the black behemoth and saw that its charred black body was still stuck there and his head was cut open.

Du Di'an was stunned. Was it because he was infected with the body and had a high fever before, all of which were dreams?

Just sitting here and tired of falling asleep after dissecting this monster?

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked around in amazement.