The monster let out a breath, and the bloody mouth opened to reveal the stump of a half-cut crossbow arrow. When I got to a place only five meters away from it, I immediately rushed towards it like a bull.

The initial velocity is extremely fast.

I didn't even have time to blink, and I rolled away. A puff of mustard exploded from the spot, the wind whirled, and I steadied myself, only to see two lines of deep ploughs, at the end of which were huge footprints, and the huge body was gone.

The scene hidden in the night light suddenly dimmed, and my gaze was raised, and the cloud-like figure covered the moon, like the weight of the mountains. At this time, I didn't have time to stand up, so I hurriedly dodged with my hands and feet to the side, and rolled several times in a hurry.

The monster's heavy body landed just over a meter away from me, and the ground was visibly shaking, as if a mine had been detonated at its feet, and the turf and mud pavement had hit me in the face. My heart was beating violently, I couldn't say whether I was scared or excited, I just had a feeling of stimulation, pantothenic acid in my stomach, and my kidneys lifted.

I spat out the grass clippings and pulled the trigger at the monster's turned face. The monster's other eye was also shot blind. The sound of violent gunfire echoed in the night sky, shaking the ears and not subsided, and the shaking sound of the big iron gate was as fierce as the rising tide, and the zombies huddled together as if they were about to knock the iron gate down.

The monster screamed again, and I think it must have been painful and annoyed. The multiple wounds on its body, the sudden blindness and the thrill of being teased by its prey all made it go crazy.

Before it went crazy, I got up and ran around the arc behind it. At the same time, pray that its sense of hearing and smell is not sharp enough to replace sight.

The monster began to lunge left and right, completely unaware, and didn't notice me holding my breath and trying to hide my body in the shadows. At this point, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and I could slowly concoct this guy after taking the lead.

Instead of cowering in a stronghold or turning a corridor into a battlefield, the expansive lawn allows for guerrilla tactics to play in the face of the monster's transcendent physiness and destructive power. Tomie's intentions proved to be worthy. I don't know how she judged it, probably guessed, but even if it is luck, it can prove that our destiny is here.

The only flaw is that Tomie is still seriously injured. Her bravery made my heart beat all the time, making me think that this was her stage, but she still suffered.

Having said that, if I had been the striker this time, I wouldn't have been able to eat and walk around.

The monster shifted several directions and hit its head on the pool, the rocks crumbled, and the pool water gushed out of the gap, hitting it all over. At this stimulus, its movements immediately slowed down a lot. I grabbed the axe, it was waking up.

It's not a bad outcome, and even if I wanted to win in the chaos, I wouldn't be able to keep up with its speed and catch the crazy change of direction.

How many people dare to approach a mad cow and have the skill not to be injured by mistake?

It quieted down before I had a chance to get close to it.

The monster leaned against the gap in the edge of the pool, and if it hadn't seen its belly throb slightly as it breathed, it would have thought it was dying.

It was weak, but it certainly didn't run out of oil.

Quite a few cunning beasts will trick me to death, and perhaps it is trying to lure me in.

I have a headache with the last bullet left in the chamber, how much damage can a single bullet do to its head? Some of the extracurricular books I've read mention that hunting huge beasts requires large-caliber firearms.

If ordinary people only use a shotgun, even wild boars can't win.

The big guy in front of him is obviously not something that a wild boar can compare.

The cold night breeze doesn't take away the heat from the body. I stuffed a few pieces of limestone into my mouth, and they quickly broke down in my body. Perhaps because of my physical fatigue but my mental concentration, I could clearly feel the countless threads of heat generated during the decomposition, some of which penetrated into the skin and internal organs, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in inconspicuous warm water, while the other part flowed into the left wrist and disappeared.

On the inside of the left wrist is the mysterious diamond-shaped tattoo.

Perhaps Tomie's incredible ability is not just because of her own outstanding qualifications and the fact that she has taken a lot of gray stone. She doesn't have a diamond-shaped tattoo, so all the force generated by the gray stone is absorbed by her body.

These thoughts are just like swallows passing through my mind.

I noticed a tree ten meters away, with a trunk that couldn't even be hugged by an adult. Swings made of planks and iron cables are tied to thick branches and sway slightly in the wind. I tiptoed back to the trunk of a tree, picked up a rock from the ground and threw it at the monster.

The monster remained motionless, and before I could throw it, the monster flipped over, and its horns flashed blue sparks and arcs again.

When it turned to me, I quickly ducked behind the trunk of the tree. Hiding behind the shadow of the tree trunk, I only felt a scorching heat coming from ahead, and a light smoke mixed with the smell of burning plants and trees penetrated into my nostrils. I couldn't help but take another two or three steps back.

The lightning failed to set the tree on fire. I jumped out of the shadows and threw the stone again. This one slammed into the monster's nose. It didn't discharge again, but rushed towards it, slamming it into the trunk of the tree because it couldn't see it.

The swing shook violently as if it were about to fall off, and countless fallen leaves and stumps fell from the canopy, as well as several thumb-sized green fruits, all of which smashed on the monster.

The monster's horns dug deep into the trunk. I ran out from behind the tree, and the axe slashed at its horns, trying to break it.

It's like slashing on an iron bar, it's really hard.

The monster reflexively turned its head, but the horn could not be pulled out for a while, and it fought with the trunk like a clown.

Seeing this, I mustered up the courage to cut it down again, this time targeting the place where the horn met its forehead, as if I were going to dig the horn out of its forehead.

The monster took a heavy blow and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the long horn was pulled out of the trunk, but its forehead was dripping with blood, the flesh was rolling, and its body staggered and fell. It didn't seem to have a clear head, it shook desperately, and it seemed weak in pain.

I rushed forward, like an executioner, and slashed at Tomie's wound in its neck. The feeling in his hand was obviously that the axe had been cut into the neck bone, but because the bone was hard, it was not cut off, but it was embedded in it, and it was struggling with the monster, and it was free of the axe. ,

As if sensing the shadow of death looming overhead, the monster went crazy again, rampage in the direction of the attack, and then stood up, waving its forelimbs wildly. I almost got slapped, and I ran away.

Now I only have one bullet left in my hand, and I'm a little overwhelmed. However, compared to the two sides, the monster suffered a greater loss. The problem is that I don't have a weapon in my hands capable of causing fatal damage.

I had no choice but to give up the chance to continue the attack, let the monster go berserk, and ran back to Tomie to check on her injuries.

After eating the gray stone, the severe trauma did not improve significantly, but her spirit was much better than before, and although she was struggling, she was able to speak.

"Really...... Is...... Embarrassed. ”

"Don't talk."

I pulled out the greystone and gagged it in her mouth, her own greystone had eaten while she was resting, but I still had ten left in my hand.

But even if she took all these ten gray stones the size of mung beans, it would probably be a drop in the bucket for such a serious injury.

Using the diamond sigil, I should be able to learn some information about the monster, but I called out a few times, and it didn't work at all.

Still, I feel that this monster capable of discharging electricity is more powerful than the ghost dog.

It has to be killed. If she made it into gray stone and gave it to Tomie, she would definitely be able to get better quickly.

With that in mind, I retrieved my bow and wound it up and walked towards the monster again.

The monster whirled between the pool and the swing for a while, but without the slightest success, it had to crawl on the ground and gasp heavily.

Its sense of smell and hearing didn't seem to be as good as expected, perhaps due to the trauma and mental stimulation, and the wind wasn't in the right direction, not to mention the wails of the zombies and the sound of them hitting the iron door.

The axe was still embedded in its neck.

I had an idea to avoid the limelight and head around to the other side of the pool, where there was a smooth rock for decoration, about two meters high. Similar stones can often be seen in the park, and children can find enough fun in these stones.

It can help me.