Chapter 39: Breakthrough
Just as the big white girl muttered those few words, the little corpses around us all pounced on us. There were two hundred of them, and they were rushing at us like a pack of wild dogs.
After seeing the dried corpses rushing over, the thick-eyed man picked up the flamethrower and prepared to give them a fireball first. But the monk immediately stopped him, and the monk gestured to him, and we immediately understood. These guys rushed at us, and if the thick-eyed man lit them again, they would be like a bunch of fireballs shooting at us, and we couldn't even run away at that time, we had to be burned alive here.
When the big man saw that he could not use fire, he turned the flamethrower upside down and used it as a hammer. Before we could do anything, the little ones had already run around us. They have been dead for thousands of years, and although their bodies are not rotten, the water has long been lost, and they are all skinny and weightless.
Just as they rushed up, the thick-eyed man slashed directly around with a flamethrower, and all the circles in front of us were cleaned at once. The monk and the pangolin also moved their hands, and they formed a circle, while Nangong Qian Ning and I stood in the middle.
The number of dried corpses may seem terrifying, but they are not very lethal. But the big white girl is still in the hands of the two-faced monster baby, and we can't save her for a while.
Under the impact of the thick-eyed man, we slowly rushed out. At the beginning, it was very smooth, and those little guys didn't have any tactics at all and just rushed towards us, so the thick eyebrows and big men rushed very smoothly. But after the dried corpses were swept away, they slowly became smarter. They no longer rushed at us together, but began to line up in an orderly manner. Damn, these children who have been dead for thousands of years still have this quality, are they still trained in Israeli militarization after they die?
As a result, the pressure on the thick-eyed man who took the lead suddenly increased. The flamethrower was the size of a small gas canister. Although his strength was not small, the constant swinging of the flamethrower had already consumed a lot of his strength. Just when his movements were slowed down by exhaustion, several small dried corpses jumped directly into his arms, hugged him and gnawed.
The thick-eyebrowed man threw away the flamethrower in his hand in pain, stretched out his hands and grabbed the dried corpse in his arms. The corpses were small, some reaching only his waist. There was a little guy who couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, and he hugged his thigh and bit it to the base of his thigh, and I could see that my legs were cold.
The big man was at the forefront of us, and when he stopped, we were immediately in a mess, and we were immediately surrounded by those little dry corpses. At this time, the three of us could no longer hide inside, so we had to pull out the sapper shovel and slam it at the dried corpse in front of us.
These dried corpses are so light that I can even pull a dried corpse out a meter away with a single beat. It's just that there are too many of them, and although they are very light but very resilient, several of them have been beaten back and forth by me for several beats, but after I slapped them away, they immediately stood up on their own and ran back like nothing.
We were like whack-a-moles, slapping the dried corpses out and watching them run back on their own. The repetitive movements had already exhausted our strength, and I mechanically swung the sapper shovel in my hand, and I didn't know how many mouths I had suffered. However, I was lucky, because I was of medium height, and most of the wounds were concentrated in my stomach and lower back, and I didn't touch the mouth that opened at the base of my thigh.
I knew we wouldn't be able to last long, but surrounded by such a group of unbeatable guys, we couldn't rush out for a while. Just when we were fighting separately, the monk suddenly let out a long howl and rushed forward more than three meters away, and the dagger in his hand had already been replaced by a sapper shovel. For a while, all the dry corpses around him were shot out by him.
Is this monk going to run away on his own, leaving us alone? If we lose the monk, then we are not far from death. It seems that although this monk is a bodhisattva, he is not a mortal pedantic person. Such a choice is actually the most sensible, so that at least someone can escape alive.
After the monk slapped the dried corpse next to him away, he did not stop, but let out a long howl and rushed forward again. He's a long way away from us now, barely far from being able to break out of the encirclement of these dried corpses. Just when I thought the monk would jump out and run away by himself, the monk jumped to the left again.
At this time, I found out that the monk's target was the big white girl, and the monk saw that these dried corpses were all under the control of the two-faced monster baby, so he rushed over directly to save the big white girl first.
The two-faced monster baby seemed to see the monk's purpose, and when the monk rushed towards it, the big white girl began to utter the kind of syllables that I couldn't understand at all. After hearing the voice of the big white girl, the dry corpses between the big white girl and the monk began to stop besieging us, and all turned their heads to stop the monk.
This makes our situation a lot easier. Now the situation has become a chase battle between a monk and a big white girl, and we have become a supporting character instead. The monk didn't seem to use all his strength at the beginning, and now he is chasing the big white girl and facing a lot more dried corpses than when we were together before, but those little dried corpses are like paper people, and there is no resistance at all in the hands of the monk.
Those little dry corpses couldn't stop the monk's footsteps at all, and now the monk was only a few meters away from the big white girl, and he only needed to use Ling Bo Weibu again to catch her.
Seeing that the monk was about to rush to his side, the big white girl let out a sound similar to that of a wild cat calling spring, which was the first time I had heard a human being make such a shrill sound. After hearing the voice of the big white girl, those dry corpses had completely abandoned us, and they all surrounded us in the direction of the monk.
In the face of so many dried corpses, even the monk's Ling Bo microstep was blocked. I saw through the group of dried corpses that the big white girl had already run quickly to the main burial chamber, and several of us saw that the monk was surrounded, so we hurriedly ran forward to help. This time, the monk didn't spare his hand, and those little dried corpses also lost the control of the two-faced monster baby, and after a while, all of them were shot out by us.
The monk looked at the big white girl who had already walked to the door of the main tomb, and said to the lean man: "Take it out quickly, let him run away in a while, but he won't be able to find the real tomb." ”
This is really not a real tomb, this Zhu Chun actually made two suspicious graves here! Isn't this guy Zhu Yuanzhang's descendant of Cao Cao?
Hearing the monk's words, the lean man's originally cold face showed a cheap smile and nodded at the monk. This thing is definitely a split personality, and it is multiple personalities.