The Dark King

"It's magic marks...have you absorbed it?" At this time, Gart also hurried over, looking at the bloody Greeley, and couldn't help asking.

The eyes of Du Di'an and others all focused on Greely. Except Du Di'an, the Cavaliers and young people looked at her with some envy. Although they knew that this thing would not fall into their own hands, they were still excited.

"Huh." Grely nodded slightly and smiled: "Thank you for your help this time, I have written down the affection, and when I come back to the wall, you can tell me what you need."

Hearing her, the hunter youth and others were humble and polite, but at the bottom of their hearts was joy, which allowed a senior hunter to write down his feelings and find it useful in the future.

Du Di'an looked at the dead sword-bearing young man and said, "Will his body be taken back, or buried in place?"

Greely glanced back and sighed: "His body has been infected, and it is only in a state of "fake death". After the devil's power has swallowed his soul, he will become an undead walking dead and stand up again. Burn it."

The hunter youth and other people couldn't help but look down, this should be the only pain in this trip.

"His sword, I took it back." The knight youth stepped forward to pick up the sword on the ground, his expression lowered a little, and said: "I have performed three missions with him, but I didn't expect this time... but I will be separated forever. "

Gatt stepped forward and patted his shoulder, sighing, saying nothing.

Life is farewell to death, this is a very distant thing for ordinary people, it is difficult to experience a few times in life, but for them, it has long been used to, even gradually numb.

The sword-bearing youths and hunter youths nearby found some combustibles, lit them with a fire sickle, piled them on the body of the sword-bearing youth, and incinerated them. The red and red gunpowder was reflected on everyone's face, so hot.

When the fire was extinguished, there was only one scorched body on the ground, and Graely stepped forward to cut off her head and buried it in situ.

After processing the body of the sword-bearing young man, Graely stood up and came to dissect the body of the black weaver.

The young hunter and the young man with a knife stepped forward to help. The three of them were quite skilled. They cut along the gaps and mucous membranes on the inside of the hard shell, peeled off the hard shell, collected them one by one, and piled them neatly beside them.

Du Di'an stepped forward to watch their anatomy. This is a rare learning opportunity. Although I had learned to dissect some common beasts during the special training of the scavengers, I encountered such a monster with a complex body structure and wanted to completely dissect the useful parts. , But it is an extremely difficult job.

With the dissection, the blood flowed across the ground, and the pungent blood smelled, and the internal organs and other organs rolled down and entangled with the intestines.

Dudi watched quietly, perhaps because the anatomical object was a monster, and there was no nausea in his heart.

Soon, the hard shell, head, spiked limbs, giant forceps limbs and other parts were dismembered separately.After Du Di'an saw Greeley's head being cut open, he pulled out a white soft sponge from a groove in his jawbone and earned it to the side.From her expression, it should be the same valuable and useful material. .

"Strange, this place is empty, has it been lined up before?" At this time, the knife-shaven young man who cut open the belly of the black weaver had a strange face.

Greeley looked over and heard that, except for the internal organs and other organs in her stomach, the area behind her stomach was empty and flat.

Du Di'an was puzzled, and the next moment they knew from their conversation that they were talking about the ovaries.

"It should have laid eggs before going out to hunt." Grayley speculated and shook her head: "If you don't, the survival rate of the young eggs is low, and it is difficult to hatch. Even if you hatch, the parasitic demon in the body. It’s still very weak and can’t form magic marks.”

The young man with a knife has some regrets and can only continue to collect other useful parts.

Du Di'an saw him holding a ball of yellow liquid from the inner wall of his stomach and wondered: "What is this?"

"It's fat." The young man with a knife glanced at Du Dean. He seemed to think of the glorious praise that Graeley had given him before, and said: "This is a good fuel for oil lamps. It is for nobles only."

Du Di'an realized that he didn't expect the fuel of some oil lamps in the wall to come like this.

Soon, several people completely decomposed the huge black weaver, and the valuable parts were piled together neatly. The remaining internal organs and flesh and blood were scattered all over the place. In order to prevent other monsters from coming to eat, Greeley put it on fire Burn it, then bury it.

The air was permeated with a rich and pungent odor, as if the cooked meat was soaked in blood, and the smell was very heavy.

Du Dian covered his nose, and suddenly smelled that there was a smell of the black weaver on the ground that surrounded the black weaver, and the smell became stronger and stronger, and it seemed to be constantly emanating from the soil.

Du Di'an was surprised, and he couldn't help looking at it. He suddenly saw that the soil was a little fluffier than the soil next to him. He suddenly thought of the earlier words of Greeley, and he was stunned, said...

"Captain." At this moment, the young hunter next to him suddenly said, "Now the hunting is over. I want to go to other areas to see. It is rare to come outside. I always have to bring something back. I feel itchy." Now."

Graeley, who was loading the black weaver's part into a large storage bag, looked up at him and thought, "Yes, but I just absorbed the magic marks, weakened, and I need to go back to the wall to rest, you If you are alone, it is more dangerous."

"It's okay. I heard that there is a team in District 6 performing tasks. I'll just go join them. Just point the materials." Hunter Youth laughed.

Seeing this, Greeley thought about it and said, "Come on, you."

Du Di'an moved, thinking of Han Jing, who was stored in District 9, immediately said: "I want to go too."

"You?" Greeley glanced at him and frowned. "District No. 6 is too dangerous. There are a lot of hunters with a level of ten or more. The crowd is more likely to attract the attention of monsters. Don't go."

Du Dilian even said: "I just go to other cleaned area hunting spots and walk the corpses. The cold crystals in their heads are very valuable. I just lacked money recently."

"Hunting corpse?" Greeley thought for a while, and said, "Also, but the value of Hanjing is quite low. If you are in short supply, I can lend it to you, as long as it does not exceed 100,000 gold coins, I I can still get it at once."

Du Dian secretly stunned, one hundred thousand gold coins?This is simply an astronomical amount, and a small town can be bought as a territory in a residential area!

"No, I have shortcomings and I can make money myself," Du Dean said.

When Grely saw it, she could only say: "Well, then I will escort you over."

Du Di'an nodded, he didn't dare to run around in this area alone.