, The mermaids' adventure in the fantasy (II)
Um...I've cum!Little bitch...I'm going to cum inside you!
As a human being, you really can't think too much about some things, otherwise you will definitely bring misfortune and pain because of your excessive curiosity. The semen and "Blood Echo" will pour into the doll lady's body at the moment when my desire exploded. Those dirty things seemed to be injected into a bottomless abyss, all absorbed by the doll girl's body without any waste.
The doll silently endured my complete invasion. After the twitching of my cock ended, all my evil desires were vented, and she did not need her to comfort her with her body for the time being, she began to do her job and use what I gave her to strengthen my body.
What do you think, Mr. Hunter?
The process of "strengthening the body" is like cleaning afterwards. The woman's vagina was stirring violently like a dryer. The greedy little uterus sucked my cock hard, allowing me to ejaculate the last bit of semen and "Echo of Blood" into the doll's body.
I was dizzy by his clever skills, and my body pressed against the cute "Little Red Riding Hood" like a huge jackal. I grabbed the soft flesh hanging down from her chest with both hands and played with it freely, unwilling to move for a long time.
Mr. Hunter?
Uh-huh?Ah... Sorry, it's so comfortable, I'm a little lost.
Although I was reluctant to leave, it was not that true that I kept pressing on a cute girl.
I stood up with some nostalgia, held the doll's face and turned around and kissed her fiercely, expressing my gratitude for letting me vent my sexual desire.
But the doll is a doll, with no joy or sorrow. After I finally didn't have any extra moves, she asked me the initial question:
How do you feel now?
Ah?You are asking about the enhancement effect Ah, sorry...
She didn't care whether I was having sex or not, but would only collect my feedback on my other job and pull out a penis that could not be squeezed out. I lifted my pants and walked to a farther distance from the doll lady to try to wield my weapon.
This is not the first time I have asked the doll lady to help me strengthen my body. Every time I inject "Blood Echo" into her body, I can feel the strength of my own attributes in proportion. Although the effect is not obvious, it is one step at a time, which is very solid, making me full of gratitude for this girl who has no emotions.
Thank you, Miss Doll.I will continue to find a way to do what Mr. German is doing.
After fighting the doll lady, I decided to do some serious business and go to the workshop to see what the old hunter Mr. German is now in the current situation. Although I am in a state of being plagued by everything and cannot protect myself, maybe I should not distract myself from other people's affairs, but the most basic kindness must be done.
When I first came to the hunter workshop with the lanterns from Yanan City, Mr. German gave me a set of special weapons and some simple armors for hunters. He taught me how to use the various facilities of the workshop and teach me some skills to fight monsters (such as being a human under the crotch of a huge monster). If it weren't for his unstable mental state, he often fell into madness while talking, waving his huge sickle and starting to attack me without hesitation, maybe I would study hard with him for a while, use his rich hunting experience to correct the small mistakes and omissions I often make in battles, and further increase the probability of survival.
If Mr. German can restore his body to stabilize his spirit, even if it is just slightly better than his current situation, it will be good news for me, which makes me unable to leave him alone.
Mr. German, how do you feel about your health?Is there any better?
You can buy some unpurified, more primitive sedatives at the messenger in this "Hunter Workshop".
Although the efficacy of the medicine is much worse than that of the modern medicine made by Wisk with cocaine, it can at least make a man whose mental instability is tortured into a haggard and fucked by nightmares.
I bought a lot from the messenger. Except for a few I carried on, most of them were placed in the workshop storage warehouse. Every time I came back, I could see that the inventory of medicines decreased by a few bottles.
Considering that Miss Doll could not use this kind of thing at all, it was the old hunter who took the tranquilizer to relieve the symptoms in his eyes.
Oh... Hunter, you're back.Welcome home...
Mr. German sat in a ragged wheelchair with a textile blanket of the same style as the doll shawl. After seeing me entering the workshop, he muttered something and closed his eyes with peace of mind, as if he had just said hello to me.
The old man's snoring and faint moans were the only white noise in this workshop. Although he just greeted me and fell into a deep sleep, I was no longer surprised and I had no intention of disturbing him to rest.
I killed the "Clergy Beast" again. According to the method you taught me, using its blind spots to deal with it is indeed much safer than the last time. However, I have some opinions on the gem inlay plan you told me: For me, the blood essence stone with the effect of wild beasts has no better effect than the flame crystal stone that increases fire damage.In fact, in my battle with that monster, it is more appropriate to say that I killed the other party rather than killing him...
As I complained, I jingled my weapons at the workshop's operating table, complaining about something indifferent to the sleeping old hunter, and took off the gems inlaid on the saw knife, and changed it to a gem with some difference in shape and color.
The hammer and wrench made a lot of noise in the workshop, but neither my voice nor the homework sound at the operating table affected Mr. German's snoring, and even made him sleep a little deeper.
Perhaps for him, any sound made by humans sounds more comfortable than the whispers of monsters in a nightmare...
Are you going to hunt again, Mr. Hunter?
Well, you don’t need to sleep anyway, so you might as well kill some monsters to collect the “Echo of Blood”.Take good care of Mr. German and wait for me to come back at home...
Although it is extremely comfortable to have sex with the doll lady, I come here to do things after all. I can't be tripped by the gentleness of a baby. I try to treat her well when I am outside of sex. I hug and kiss her before each separation, just like an excellent husband intimate with his wife before going to work. Then I will light up the lantern and leave the hunter workshop, and once again set foot on the nightmare of monsters everywhere in the city of "Yanan".
Huh... very good.The magic is very abundant, it should be longer than the last event.
I and the ontology of the retention and the real world can achieve delayed "data interoperability" and know each other what is happening on each other. Although in principle, we are independent, as if two people are acting separately, the unified intelligence and thinking still allow us to cooperate more tacitly. Just like one person doing two things at the same time, the coordination level has reached the maximum value of dual-line collaborative combat.
For example, I know very well that my body is having sex with a woman at this time, in order to keep my magic power full at all times and not interrupt the process of "blood transfusion" to me.
And naturally I can't waste my good intentions in my body. I use this time with more magical power to do more activities. No matter whether I kill monsters to obtain "Blood Echo" to strengthen myself or go to the main line to find the whereabouts of Uchiha Itachi, I can't be idle, so that the charger on the other side can consume my output power in vain.
So far, I have explored the "Old Town", "Sewer", "Church Residential Area" and "Yanan Bridge". I only found the marks left by Uchiha Itachi, but no other clues were found... Should I go there to see it?
On the simple map I hand-drawn, the structure of several floors of Yanan's city was roughly expressed by my poor painting skills. Although it was ugly, it was very complete. It was very easy to use as a topographic map I stepped on one foot.
Now this place is a dead city, and the only outward passage is opposite the bridge that I have not yet been to, that is, in front of the activity area called "Classic Beast" every time I kill the long-haired monster who is afraid of fire, I will immediately light a lantern to return to the hunter workshop for rest and supplies due to the consumption of the battle. When I return here again, the monster will be resurrected and refreshed, which makes me have no progress for several days, so I will play with it here...
It seems that if you want to find a new way out, you must not be fooled. Even if you are trapped in a dangerous situation of wheel war, you must bite the bullet and go on.
OK, anyway, with the original offering of demons as a guarantee, I will try to go further... Fuck it!
From the "Save Point" in the small clinic, I fought with the long-haired monster again and killed him with the smallest consumption.
The gloomy iron door in front of the bridge owed a gap for people to pass through, and it was blowing the cold wind outward as if it was luring me over, making my body sweating due to exercise feel like falling into an ice cellar and trembling constantly.
To explain it in a simple and simple way, I was lit up a small lantern at this time because of the unknown things inside. I pushed open the metal door and walked carefully into the narrow aisle and walked down.
The wind came from below with a more creepy voice, which shocked my spirit. My whole muscles became tense and I didn't dare to slack off.
Click!Click!Click!
The sound of the axe chopping things is getting closer and closer, and with a deep and powerful gasp, I know that I am in trouble. An adult male hunter covered in blood is slashing the body of a werewolf with a folding axe. He chopped the limbs of the beast and dug out the internal organs, causing the blood of the prey to flow over the land under his feet, and even splashed onto his body, making a disgusting smell.
As a hunter who is fighting against monsters, under normal circumstances, I may be able to communicate with each other tentatively. Even if I don’t have a common purpose, I can at least go one side to the other, and I will not fight and consume each other in the face of crisis.
However, the man in front of him is obviously not the type that can communicate peacefully with words.
I have seen Mr. German get crazy because of mental pressure and even take the initiative to attack me. The situation of the hunter in front of me is even more serious than Mr. German.
It is not just a mental trauma, because of excessive contamination and absorption of the blood of the beast-formed monster, his human nature becomes thinner and his actions become increasingly closer to instinctive behavior.
Perhaps at this time, only the only obsession supported him to stick here and cut all the passing creatures under his axe.
The streets are full of beasts, and so are you…sooner or later, you will become like them…
At the end of the hunting is that the hunter is assimilated by the prey, which is a fate that most hunters trapped in dreams know. The man used his ending to prove to me how irresistible the terrible curse of blood is, as if for the ancient god-level life, pulling the weak human into his own dream and playing freely is just an easy game. Humans who have become chess pieces will never escape the fate of gradually losing their rationality in the fight.
Sorry, I'm going to kill you and then step across your body to the opposite side.
Oh...it's great, then come and fight, hunter.
Considering that all creatures in this spiritual illusion will be resurrected after a period of death, I couldn't even do the most basic help of letting him rest in peace, and I couldn't help feeling sorry for me, I pulled out the saw knife, wiped a piece of "fire paper" on it, and leaned towards the hunter with a burning weapon.
He also felt my murderous intent, which had been deformed by the transformation of a beast. On the outline, it degenerated into a swelling cheeks of the ape bared its strong teeth and spitted out cold air. He reminded me at all times that the target of the battle was not a human, and there was no need for mercy from his subordinates.
Bang!
Before we approached enough to wield the melee weapon, we pointed the short gun in our hands at the other party's body, and pulled the trigger at the same time, shooting the projectile on the other party's body to exchange for injuries. I didn't like the way of playing, but because the hunter's thick leather jacket had a good resistance to the bullets of this earth gun, I still took the risk of fighting with the opponent, enduring the power of the shotgun that tore all the muscles in my body, and knelt on one knee hard, gasping violently.
"Queen Ziyuan"!
This is why I am willing to fight with the other party. The beastly hunter and I both shot and fired each other. But after all, I have the big killer weapon "Queen Ziyuan", which can move freely when both of us were shot and stabbed the long sword burning with black flame into the beastly hunter's chest.
The hunter screamed violently, his voice like a wild wolf whose front paws were broken by a trap, which made me dizzy and numb.
But the so-called louder the scream, the more painful it is. The black fire on the blade of "Queen Ziyuan" burns the opponent's body and mind. I believe that no matter how far the beast becomes, it will never be easy to get attacked by such a physical magical attack.
Aaa ！！！
But after a meeting, I forced the opponent's trump card out and the hunter waved his hand and knocked me away with a "stand-in" and then tore my clothes, and tore the leather hunter's cloak into a rag that was difficult to hide from the strange force of my arms and the swelling muscles.
He completely turned into a wild beast, lost his human form and human nature. A wolf head roaring to the sky rushed towards me very decisively after leaving the last tears. It was more direct and fierce than the human form just now.
He planned to abandon human combat skills and experience, and simply rely on animal nature to fight my life.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
I tried to use the same trick again and used the impact of the gun to stagger the opponent to determine the direction of the battle.
However, the hunter who turned into a beast completely abandoned the pain and ordinary nerve reflexes. The earth-made shotgun projectiles were embedded in its meat like sausages on pizza, eating a lot of damage.
But this could make the human in the bulletproof vest so hard that it took several seconds to relieve the shotgun that came over did not have the effect I expected on the beast-formed hunter. Although he bleeded a lot, he did not retreat. However, I only fired two shots in one breath and was approached by the opponent. The beast-formed hunter directly grabbed my collar with his sharp wolf claws and threw me away!
puff!!
The huge inertia caused me to break several stone tombstones during flight, and was eventually stopped by a crooked tree. I lay on the ground and vomited blood continuously. This was definitely the worst physical damage I had suffered in the illusion. The severe pain of my spine as if it was broken made me unable to even stand up as soon as possible. I could only watch the beastly hunter approaching me with a blurred vision, revealing its sharp claws and fangs.
The idea of survival made me constantly find ways to struggle at this deadly moment, throwing a flame bottle at the beast without any accuracy, allowing "Queen Ziyuan" to attack from the flanks. I even took out the "blood collection bottle" that I had never considered using before. If the situation is not good, I can only use the turbid and dirty blood here to restore my life, and I can't worry about it anymore.
Dingling Wave Dingdong Wave
Fortunately, there is no way out. Just as I was hesitating whether to leave everything behind, a pleasant ringtone came from the depressed air, like the sound of a clockwork toy like a music box, very crisp.
I didn't know what was going on, but the beastly hunter hugged his head in this innocent music in pain and made a pity whimper. I also took advantage of the time when he missed the attack opportunity and stood up and adjusted my state.
We can no longer take it for granted and use empiricism to fight. We must be careful and carefully tempted to find the opponent's flaws...
Damn it!
I almost scared me to the point of being in the hands of the beast-like hunter, but some people didn't seem to think so from the direction where the music box just started to sound, a black figure jumped down from the air and used the chainsaw-like thing on their hands to cut it directly, or hit the beast-like hunter's head!
Um...I've cum!Little bitch...I'm going to cum inside you!
As a human being, you really can't think too much about some things, otherwise you will definitely bring misfortune and pain because of your excessive curiosity. The semen and "Blood Echo" will pour into the doll lady's body at the moment when my desire exploded. Those dirty things seemed to be injected into a bottomless abyss, all absorbed by the doll girl's body without any waste.
The doll silently endured my complete invasion. After the twitching of my cock ended, all my evil desires were vented, and she did not need her to comfort her with her body for the time being, she began to do her job and use what I gave her to strengthen my body.
What do you think, Mr. Hunter?
The process of "strengthening the body" is like cleaning afterwards. The woman's vagina was stirring violently like a dryer. The greedy little uterus sucked my cock hard, allowing me to ejaculate the last bit of semen and "Echo of Blood" into the doll's body.
I was dizzy by his clever skills, and my body pressed against the cute "Little Red Riding Hood" like a huge jackal. I grabbed the soft flesh hanging down from her chest with both hands and played with it freely, unwilling to move for a long time.
Mr. Hunter?
Uh-huh?Ah... Sorry, it's so comfortable, I'm a little lost.
Although I was reluctant to leave, it was not that true that I kept pressing on a cute girl.
I stood up with some nostalgia, held the doll's face and turned around and kissed her fiercely, expressing my gratitude for letting me vent my sexual desire.
But the doll is a doll, with no joy or sorrow. After I finally didn't have any extra moves, she asked me the initial question:
How do you feel now?
Ah?You are asking about the enhancement effect Ah, sorry...
She didn't care whether I was having sex or not, but would only collect my feedback on my other job and pull out a penis that could not be squeezed out. I lifted my pants and walked to a farther distance from the doll lady to try to wield my weapon.
This is not the first time I have asked the doll lady to help me strengthen my body. Every time I inject "Blood Echo" into her body, I can feel the strength of my own attributes in proportion. Although the effect is not obvious, it is one step at a time, which is very solid, making me full of gratitude for this girl who has no emotions.
Thank you, Miss Doll.I will continue to find a way to do what Mr. German is doing.
After fighting the doll lady, I decided to do some serious business and go to the workshop to see what the old hunter Mr. German is now in the current situation. Although I am in a state of being plagued by everything and cannot protect myself, maybe I should not distract myself from other people's affairs, but the most basic kindness must be done.
When I first came to the hunter workshop with the lanterns from Yanan City, Mr. German gave me a set of special weapons and some simple armors for hunters. He taught me how to use the various facilities of the workshop and teach me some skills to fight monsters (such as being a human under the crotch of a huge monster). If it weren't for his unstable mental state, he often fell into madness while talking, waving his huge sickle and starting to attack me without hesitation, maybe I would study hard with him for a while, use his rich hunting experience to correct the small mistakes and omissions I often make in battles, and further increase the probability of survival.
If Mr. German can restore his body to stabilize his spirit, even if it is just slightly better than his current situation, it will be good news for me, which makes me unable to leave him alone.
Mr. German, how do you feel about your health?Is there any better?
You can buy some unpurified, more primitive sedatives at the messenger in this "Hunter Workshop".
Although the efficacy of the medicine is much worse than that of the modern medicine made by Wisk with cocaine, it can at least make a man whose mental instability is tortured into a haggard and fucked by nightmares.
I bought a lot from the messenger. Except for a few I carried on, most of them were placed in the workshop storage warehouse. Every time I came back, I could see that the inventory of medicines decreased by a few bottles.
Considering that Miss Doll could not use this kind of thing at all, it was the old hunter who took the tranquilizer to relieve the symptoms in his eyes.
Oh... Hunter, you're back.Welcome home...
Mr. German sat in a ragged wheelchair with a textile blanket of the same style as the doll shawl. After seeing me entering the workshop, he muttered something and closed his eyes with peace of mind, as if he had just said hello to me.
The old man's snoring and faint moans were the only white noise in this workshop. Although he just greeted me and fell into a deep sleep, I was no longer surprised and I had no intention of disturbing him to rest.
I killed the "Clergy Beast" again. According to the method you taught me, using its blind spots to deal with it is indeed much safer than the last time. However, I have some opinions on the gem inlay plan you told me: For me, the blood essence stone with the effect of wild beasts has no better effect than the flame crystal stone that increases fire damage.In fact, in my battle with that monster, it is more appropriate to say that I killed the other party rather than killing him...
As I complained, I jingled my weapons at the workshop's operating table, complaining about something indifferent to the sleeping old hunter, and took off the gems inlaid on the saw knife, and changed it to a gem with some difference in shape and color.
The hammer and wrench made a lot of noise in the workshop, but neither my voice nor the homework sound at the operating table affected Mr. German's snoring, and even made him sleep a little deeper.
Perhaps for him, any sound made by humans sounds more comfortable than the whispers of monsters in a nightmare...
Are you going to hunt again, Mr. Hunter?
Well, you don’t need to sleep anyway, so you might as well kill some monsters to collect the “Echo of Blood”.Take good care of Mr. German and wait for me to come back at home...
Although it is extremely comfortable to have sex with the doll lady, I come here to do things after all. I can't be tripped by the gentleness of a baby. I try to treat her well when I am outside of sex. I hug and kiss her before each separation, just like an excellent husband intimate with his wife before going to work. Then I will light up the lantern and leave the hunter workshop, and once again set foot on the nightmare of monsters everywhere in the city of "Yanan".
Huh... very good.The magic is very abundant, it should be longer than the last event.
I and the ontology of the retention and the real world can achieve delayed "data interoperability" and know each other what is happening on each other. Although in principle, we are independent, as if two people are acting separately, the unified intelligence and thinking still allow us to cooperate more tacitly. Just like one person doing two things at the same time, the coordination level has reached the maximum value of dual-line collaborative combat.
For example, I know very well that my body is having sex with a woman at this time, in order to keep my magic power full at all times and not interrupt the process of "blood transfusion" to me.
And naturally I can't waste my good intentions in my body. I use this time with more magical power to do more activities. No matter whether I kill monsters to obtain "Blood Echo" to strengthen myself or go to the main line to find the whereabouts of Uchiha Itachi, I can't be idle, so that the charger on the other side can consume my output power in vain.
So far, I have explored the "Old Town", "Sewer", "Church Residential Area" and "Yanan Bridge". I only found the marks left by Uchiha Itachi, but no other clues were found... Should I go there to see it?
On the simple map I hand-drawn, the structure of several floors of Yanan's city was roughly expressed by my poor painting skills. Although it was ugly, it was very complete. It was very easy to use as a topographic map I stepped on one foot.
Now this place is a dead city, and the only outward passage is opposite the bridge that I have not yet been to, that is, in front of the activity area called "Classic Beast" every time I kill the long-haired monster who is afraid of fire, I will immediately light a lantern to return to the hunter workshop for rest and supplies due to the consumption of the battle. When I return here again, the monster will be resurrected and refreshed, which makes me have no progress for several days, so I will play with it here...
It seems that if you want to find a new way out, you must not be fooled. Even if you are trapped in a dangerous situation of wheel war, you must bite the bullet and go on.
OK, anyway, with the original offering of demons as a guarantee, I will try to go further... Fuck it!
From the "Save Point" in the small clinic, I fought with the long-haired monster again and killed him with the smallest consumption.
The gloomy iron door in front of the bridge owed a gap for people to pass through, and it was blowing the cold wind outward as if it was luring me over, making my body sweating due to exercise feel like falling into an ice cellar and trembling constantly.
To explain it in a simple and simple way, I was lit up a small lantern at this time because of the unknown things inside. I pushed open the metal door and walked carefully into the narrow aisle and walked down.
The wind came from below with a more creepy voice, which shocked my spirit. My whole muscles became tense and I didn't dare to slack off.
Click!Click!Click!
The sound of the axe chopping things is getting closer and closer, and with a deep and powerful gasp, I know that I am in trouble. An adult male hunter covered in blood is slashing the body of a werewolf with a folding axe. He chopped the limbs of the beast and dug out the internal organs, causing the blood of the prey to flow over the land under his feet, and even splashed onto his body, making a disgusting smell.
As a hunter who is fighting against monsters, under normal circumstances, I may be able to communicate with each other tentatively. Even if I don’t have a common purpose, I can at least go one side to the other, and I will not fight and consume each other in the face of crisis.
However, the man in front of him is obviously not the type that can communicate peacefully with words.
I have seen Mr. German get crazy because of mental pressure and even take the initiative to attack me. The situation of the hunter in front of me is even more serious than Mr. German.
It is not just a mental trauma, because of excessive contamination and absorption of the blood of the beast-formed monster, his human nature becomes thinner and his actions become increasingly closer to instinctive behavior.
Perhaps at this time, only the only obsession supported him to stick here and cut all the passing creatures under his axe.
The streets are full of beasts, and so are you…sooner or later, you will become like them…
At the end of the hunting is that the hunter is assimilated by the prey, which is a fate that most hunters trapped in dreams know. The man used his ending to prove to me how irresistible the terrible curse of blood is, as if for the ancient god-level life, pulling the weak human into his own dream and playing freely is just an easy game. Humans who have become chess pieces will never escape the fate of gradually losing their rationality in the fight.
Sorry, I'm going to kill you and then step across your body to the opposite side.
Oh...it's great, then come and fight, hunter.
Considering that all creatures in this spiritual illusion will be resurrected after a period of death, I couldn't even do the most basic help of letting him rest in peace, and I couldn't help feeling sorry for me, I pulled out the saw knife, wiped a piece of "fire paper" on it, and leaned towards the hunter with a burning weapon.
He also felt my murderous intent, which had been deformed by the transformation of a beast. On the outline, it degenerated into a swelling cheeks of the ape bared its strong teeth and spitted out cold air. He reminded me at all times that the target of the battle was not a human, and there was no need for mercy from his subordinates.
Bang!
Before we approached enough to wield the melee weapon, we pointed the short gun in our hands at the other party's body, and pulled the trigger at the same time, shooting the projectile on the other party's body to exchange for injuries. I didn't like the way of playing, but because the hunter's thick leather jacket had a good resistance to the bullets of this earth gun, I still took the risk of fighting with the opponent, enduring the power of the shotgun that tore all the muscles in my body, and knelt on one knee hard, gasping violently.
"Queen Ziyuan"!
This is why I am willing to fight with the other party. The beastly hunter and I both shot and fired each other. But after all, I have the big killer weapon "Queen Ziyuan", which can move freely when both of us were shot and stabbed the long sword burning with black flame into the beastly hunter's chest.
The hunter screamed violently, his voice like a wild wolf whose front paws were broken by a trap, which made me dizzy and numb.
But the so-called louder the scream, the more painful it is. The black fire on the blade of "Queen Ziyuan" burns the opponent's body and mind. I believe that no matter how far the beast becomes, it will never be easy to get attacked by such a physical magical attack.
Aaa ！！！
But after a meeting, I forced the opponent's trump card out and the hunter waved his hand and knocked me away with a "stand-in" and then tore my clothes, and tore the leather hunter's cloak into a rag that was difficult to hide from the strange force of my arms and the swelling muscles.
He completely turned into a wild beast, lost his human form and human nature. A wolf head roaring to the sky rushed towards me very decisively after leaving the last tears. It was more direct and fierce than the human form just now.
He planned to abandon human combat skills and experience, and simply rely on animal nature to fight my life.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
I tried to use the same trick again and used the impact of the gun to stagger the opponent to determine the direction of the battle.
However, the hunter who turned into a beast completely abandoned the pain and ordinary nerve reflexes. The earth-made shotgun projectiles were embedded in its meat like sausages on pizza, eating a lot of damage.
But this could make the human in the bulletproof vest so hard that it took several seconds to relieve the shotgun that came over did not have the effect I expected on the beast-formed hunter. Although he bleeded a lot, he did not retreat. However, I only fired two shots in one breath and was approached by the opponent. The beast-formed hunter directly grabbed my collar with his sharp wolf claws and threw me away!
puff!!
The huge inertia caused me to break several stone tombstones during flight, and was eventually stopped by a crooked tree. I lay on the ground and vomited blood continuously. This was definitely the worst physical damage I had suffered in the illusion. The severe pain of my spine as if it was broken made me unable to even stand up as soon as possible. I could only watch the beastly hunter approaching me with a blurred vision, revealing its sharp claws and fangs.
The idea of survival made me constantly find ways to struggle at this deadly moment, throwing a flame bottle at the beast without any accuracy, allowing "Queen Ziyuan" to attack from the flanks. I even took out the "blood collection bottle" that I had never considered using before. If the situation is not good, I can only use the turbid and dirty blood here to restore my life, and I can't worry about it anymore.
Dingling Wave Dingdong Wave
Fortunately, there is no way out. Just as I was hesitating whether to leave everything behind, a pleasant ringtone came from the depressed air, like the sound of a clockwork toy like a music box, very crisp.
I didn't know what was going on, but the beastly hunter hugged his head in this innocent music in pain and made a pity whimper. I also took advantage of the time when he missed the attack opportunity and stood up and adjusted my state.
We can no longer take it for granted and use empiricism to fight. We must be careful and carefully tempted to find the opponent's flaws...
Damn it!
I almost scared me to the point of being in the hands of the beast-like hunter, but some people didn't seem to think so from the direction where the music box just started to sound, a black figure jumped down from the air and used the chainsaw-like thing on their hands to cut it directly, or hit the beast-like hunter's head!
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