The Dark King

Du Di'an froze slightly.

At this moment, sharp things such as scales protruded sharply from the slippery rock wall, and suddenly stretched out from under the rock, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, rushing towards Du Dean.

This time Du Di'an saw it clearly. This was actually a monster with a cuticle like a cuticle in the epidermis. When he saw it, he hurriedly raised his hand and punched it on the teeth. It was also the part Du Duan thought to be his head.

With a loud bang, the left hand hit it without consciousness, but the shock force pulled the left scapula, so that he was so cold that he took a breath and retreated in a hurry.

The thing hurt, screamed, and rushed towards Du Dean with increasing anger.

Du Dean hurriedly took the short knife in his hand and stabbed at it.

The short knife pierced its scale armor without causing any harm. Although this short knife only took less than a week, it was severely worn, even if it cut through the skin of ordinary people.

The thing swayed his head and rushed to Du Dean's arm. The attacking left hand was suddenly bitten without pain.

Du Dian felt anxious and threw up his right hand to thump.

This thing is like a small crocodile, with short claws, a flat body, and extremely hard scales. Du Dean was pierced with steel nails, and he could not exert his right hand. He could only watch its sharp teeth bite into the left arm. Deeper and deeper.

Du Dian quickly groped with his fingers on his head, and suddenly found a softer cuticle seam, and immediately pulled in.

This gap seemed to be its weakness, and immediately released Du Dean's mouth, and his body flinched back.

Seeing this, Du Di'an hurriedly grabbed its short paws, and pressed his right hand to his mouth, while his body fell down, borrowing the weight of his body, making it impossible to open his mouth.

This thing was pressed by Du Dean, struggling hard, but it was not strong enough to push Du Dean away.

Du Di'an found the soft armor gap that he had touched before, and tried to tear it with his left hand.

This thing was struggling with pain and pain, but the left hand was unconscious and could exert the power of Dudi's security department. Without waiting for it to struggle too much, it suddenly tore the soft armor gap and spurted a burst of blood from the inside.

The struggling movement of this thing suddenly stiffened, then slowly struggling, and eventually stopped moving.

Du Di'an was relieved, only to feel cold sweat on his back. He crawled slowly, looked down, and saw that this thing was about one and a half meters long, with a rock-colored scale armor and raised particles very similar to rocks. , Body temperature is also very cold, belongs to cold-blooded monsters.

"It looks...a bit like a stone beast?" Du Dean glanced at it, and suddenly remembered the monster atlas he had seen.

This stone armor has the ability to burrow just like the black weavers hunted by griley, and in terms of burrowing, the stone armor is three points stronger than the black weaver. This is a kind of activity that is completely underground Monsters can live and live in the soil, unlike the black weavers, although they drill the earth, they are monsters living on the ground.

"In some monsters outside the wall, the stone armor is one of the few monsters that can enter the wall. However, this stone armor has a low hunting level of only six, and its frontal combat ability is similar to that of ordinary walking dead. Rated as level 6, it is because of the difficult ground-drilling ability, this life-saving ability is unique, even if it is a hunting monster of level 20 and level 30, it is difficult to kill it."

After Du Di'an knew the identity of this thing, he also understood why he just killed it. He was secretly fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, he accidentally destroyed it by accidentally hitting it and breathing.

Sitting on the body of this stone armor for a moment, Du Dean looked at the broken short knife in his hand, and suddenly thought of its claws. His eyes lit up, and immediately picked up its short claws. I saw that the nails on the claws were like a few sharp nails. The bones are extremely hard, thin and curved, and are extremely suitable for digging soil.

Surprised in his heart, he immediately had an idea.

Two days later.

Du Dean came to the underground passage again. The body of the stone armor was already showing signs of decay. Du Dean held the side knife brought out of the workshop this time and cut off its four paws, and at the same time cut the scales on its head. Peel it off, then dig a pit down and bury its body into it, so as not to fill the entire passage with the smell of decay.

After doing this, Du Dean held the stone armor's claws and began to dig soil.

"It's a monster that is born to be able to dig into the ground." Du Dean felt the speed of digging and was very surprised. This efficiency is more than ten times faster than before.

Not a few days later, Du Dean met another stone beast, one size smaller than the previous one, and after some fierce fighting, he was killed.

"It's the black snow season now. These stone armored animals ran to the bottom of the lake to warm up. I don't know how many more will be encountered." Du Dean was distressed. This stone armor's claws are extremely durable. The previous claws were It was enough for him to plan a passage, so the other stone beasts were all obstacles and troubles for him, and there must be a king in the community. If he met the stone beast king, he estimated that he would become the other party's dinner.

Now that there are stone armor claws in hand, Du Di'an is not in a hurry. It is already the end of the season. After waiting patiently for more than a month, the black snow season has finally passed.

This month's cultivation, his body also recovered a lot, and soon after the black snow season, after the air warmed up, he continued to start his own digging.

In an instant, two months passed.

The two jailer youths dragged the cart over to deliver meals, and randomly dumped the bread on the cart into various cells. Seeing the people in these cells picked up and ate them with great cherishment, they had some abnormal pleasure in their hearts.

When he came to a cell at the end of the promenade, the jailer picked up the last piece of bread and dumped it into the cell, but found that there were two more pieces of bread on the floor of the cell. He dropped it last night. He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It's better not to starve to death."

It’s not the first time he has seen such a situation. As early as a year ago, when he came to deliver the meal, he saw every three times that the bread was thrown on the ground, but he was not picked up and eaten.At first he thought that something had happened inside. When he first opened the cage, he saw the madman imprisoned inside rushing out, yelling at him, and punching him.

Later, after more times like this, he gradually got used to it. Anyway, after a day or two, when the madman became hungry, he would come over and pick it up.

He turned the cart and told his companion to leave the prison with a smile.

The next day, noon.

The jailer was very interested. Today he is going to play a game. As before, he uses bread as a reward to watch the performance.

After the performance was over, the jailer pushed the cart, picked up the last two slices of bread and threw it into the cell, but saw that he lost three loaves of bread yesterday at noon and evening, all on the ground.