The Dark King

The walking dead was on the adjacent street. When Du Dean quietly sneaked into the vicinity of five or six hundred meters, he immediately smelled its odor and approached himself, knowing that he was aware of it, his heart was dark, so alert The reaction is by no means an ordinary walking dead. Is it the same variant as before?

However, this time he was already prepared. He flew to a relatively excellent shooting angle that he had already noticed. He took a dark silver arrow and stared closely at a corner opening in the ruins in front of him. According to the movement of the smell, he could Sensing it's course of action.

Coming out!

Du Di'an opened his eyes, and his arrow shot suddenly.

Whoosh!

The battle bow was full, and the arrows hummed and shot out.

I saw the corner of the wall covered with moss and plants, ran out of a huge figure, long hands and feet, hunchback, and sharp bone fins protruding along the back of the little thumb bone, just like the large sickle row before. corpse!

Puffed, at the moment it ran out, the arrow shot exactly, hitting its face!

As expected, Du Di'an's shooting height was based on the height of the previous large sickle walking dead. However, considering the difference in the height of each walking dead, he aimed at the moderate height of the mouth, but It was the forehead that was shot, and the overall height of this walking corpse was a few inches shorter than that of the previous large sickle.

The arrow did not enter. The head and upper body of this large sickle walking body leaned back. After a while, it recovered again inch by inch, snarling and rushing towards Du Dean. However, just ten meters away, the sole of the foot was like a slip, He fell to the ground, rolled over several times, and stopped moving.

Du Di'an was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that his specially made dark silver arrow didn't kill him directly. He took another ordinary fine iron arrow and shot it, hitting his head. Seeing that there was no response, it was loose. After breathing, he carefully approached the past, pulled out the sword and cut off his head, and repeatedly cut off his cervical vertebrae several times.

Du Di'an took back the ordinary fine iron arrows, and at the same time pulled out the dark silver arrow, but saw that the arrow had exploded. There was a dark silver luster in the arrow's wound cavity. This is mercury!

In order to enhance the destructive power of the arrow, Du Di'an conceived many methods, and finally thought of mercury. It is well known in the old age that mercury is highly toxic. If it is involved in the blood vessel, even the medical standards of the old age can't save lives. Mercury is denser than the arrow. After the arrow is filled, when the arrow is hit, the mercury will break the arrow and spray out, causing extremely terrible lethality.

Du Di'an drew his dagger and quickly pulled out his skull. He saw mercury penetrate into the skull. Due to the endothermic effect of cold crystals and the temperature of the skull, the temperature of mercury gradually entered the brain. After cooling down, after cooling, some of the intracranial contents were stuck and destroyed, which killed it.

After scraping out the cold crystals wrapped in the intracranial tissue, Du Dean temporarily took it in and prepared to accumulate a few more to return to the relatively safe area next to the giant wall to absorb again, so as not to cut the palm of each hand and harvest wounds fester.

"The walking corpse outside this huge wall passageway has indeed undergone mutations." Du Dian glanced at this huge sickle walking corpse. If it is one, it is quite accidental. It is more common to meet two in a row. The one who shot himself first was an ordinary walking corpse, but most of them were trapped in the car, and there was no way to feed, so there was no mutation.

"Ten years ago, the senior hunter squad of the Huasheng Consortium entered here, most of them did not sweep around the giant wall, but went deep into it. Like these walking dead, with the character of senior hunters, most of them disdain to hunt." Du Dian secretly said, after all, a cold crystal's exchange of gold coins is only a gold!And hunting a more valuable monster, stripping the material off its body, can be worth more than ten gold coins, even hundreds or thousands.

"The walking corpses are active here, but have not been killed. Either the horrible monsters have left here, or they have no desire to eat these mutant sickle walking corpses. If the former is not likely, the regionality of the monsters will disappear. The reason is that unless there is no food in the area and they have to move, the second is that there is a more terrifying presence in the area."

Du Di'an's eyes flashed, and his mind quickly analyzed: "If the latter, even these sickly walking corpses with such strong physique variations can't lift the desire to hunt, indicating that the high demand for food also means their own hunting level. Extremely horrible!"

Both factors, no matter which one, made him look a little ugly, and his heart became more cautious, not dare to carelessly.

After thinking for a while, he used his own old method to cut this mutated sickle walking dead along the epidermis with a dagger, cut out many pieces of its decayed epidermis layer, and stuck it to the surface of his armor to prevent it from falling. It is stuck at each joint of the armor. The reason why it has not directly smeared its blood on the armor is mainly considering that some monsters have not hunted these mutant sickle walking dead, maybe there is no appetite, but if you use blood If you want to stimulate it, you may become hungry without appetite.

Cutting down the epidermal layer to take its rotten odor can mask its own odor. Although there is still a small amount of blood odor under the epidermal layer, it is inevitable.

After doing this, Du Dean quickly left here and touched in the direction of the smell of walking corpses.

These walking corpses are few in number and are extremely sparsely divided, unlike the large number of ordinary walking corpses outside other giant wall passages.

Soon, Du Dean came to the smell of a single walking dead again. He thought that this time there was the smell of the mutated sickle walking dead, which was not easy to be noticed. He did not expect to be noticed when he was near seven or eight hundred meters. , The smell approached here quickly.

This made Du Dean a little shocked. If he didn't have this smell, he could only be noticed if he could touch at least 500 meters within his own stealth.

He didn't have much time to think about it, quickly pulled out the dark silver arrows to catch up, looked around, found a more suitable location for shooting, quietly stared at the direction of the opponent's movement, the distance of two hundred meters decided the victory and defeat.

Soon, the walking corpse rushed out of a lush vine, the clothes on his body were almost zero, naked, thick dust accumulated on the skin, and roared towards Dudean.

Another mutant sickle walking dead!

Du Di'an had predicted that the arrow shot out.

puff!

Arrows pierced his face.

Du Di'an's face changed slightly and was useless. His face was some distance away from the intracranial tissue. Mercury was difficult to destroy his intracranial tissue.

He made an arrow quickly, this time as a normal arrow, because this mutant sickle walking dead has reached a range of 100 meters.

"Calm, focus, calm..."

Du Di'an narrowed his eyes and let go.

The arrow shot out, puffing through its eye sockets.

Du Dien sighed with relief, and waited for the mutant sickle walking dead to roll to the ground, before approaching the past and chopping off its head.

After harvesting Han Jing, Du Di'an picked up the gunpowder box and continued to touch the smell of the walking dead in another perception range.

time flies.

In an instant, two days passed.

There has been no rain in these two days. Although the weather is gloomy, it is a rare hunting good weather.

Du Dean hunted during the day, but he dared not run around at night. Although there was dark vision, some horrible hunter monsters like to go out for dinner at night. Every night, he found some broken ruins and spilled black powder around him. In a circle, the first is to use the scent of black gunpowder to confuse your own smell, and the second is what horrible monsters are really encountered, and there is also room for resistance.

Once outside the wall, life will not be 100% guaranteed, Du Dean can only seek the greatest possible survival in danger.

After two consecutive days of hunting, he killed twenty-two mutant sickle walking dead and nearly wiped out the walking dead in the vicinity.Now, he is considering whether to go deeper.

As I moved away from the giant wall, there were more and more kinds of odors along the way. Although the main smell of walking dead was still among them, it was difficult to tell what kind of monster was the other odors.