"Dang!"

The iron hammer in the turtledove's hand fell to the ground.

Although Turtledove had tried his best to control himself and not let the battle between the two monsters next to him affect his action of chiseling the crystal plate, he was finally attracted by the tragic battle between the two monsters, and he was dumbfounded, and Turtledove couldn't even grasp the iron drill in his hand.

The monster named "B5" type test subject is obviously not good, its size is indeed a little larger than the other monster, and the appearance is more ferocious, but in terms of combat skills, the "B5" type test subject is slightly immature, and as a result, it took advantage of the other monster and suffered a big loss.

The sternum was shattered, and the trachea of the "B5" type test subject was torn out by the opponent, mixed with blood and hung on his chest, coupled with the intestines flowing out of the abdomen and a large mass of internal organs, he had basically lost most of his combat effectiveness.

However, the vitality of the "B5" test subject is indeed extremely tenacious, and even though he has reached the point of running out of oil and running out of lights, he still refuses to fall to the ground, but slowly retreats backwards, while grinning at his opponent, barely holding on.

Although the "B5" test subject was about to be finished, its opponent, the monster whose tongue had already been interrupted by most of the previous battle, was not in good shape, after all, the "B5" test subject had the advantage of the situation from the beginning, and finally fought hard to tear off one of the monster's forelimbs in one bite.

Because this attack was all about brute force, almost half of the shoulders of the monster with a broken tongue were torn off by the "B5" test subject, and the muscles, blood vessels, nerves, and so on were all exposed, and the blood flowed straight out as if a faucet had been unscrewed.

The two monsters fought to defeat each other, and it is difficult to determine who won for the time being.

After about a minute, it was the "B5" type test subject who couldn't bear it for a while, the wound on its chest was definitely fatal, and the bleeding was much greater than that of the monster with a broken forelimb, and it had only been a long time before a large pool of blood had accumulated under its body.

The trachea was destroyed, and fragments of the sternum seemed to have been inserted into its lobes, causing quite severe pulmonary hemorrhage, so it was able to gasp for breath at first, but as it gasped, a lot of blood foamed from its mouth, and its eyes gradually became sluggish.

First, he knelt on the ground with soft feet, and then kept spitting purple blood from his mouth, and the "B5" type test subject finally fell crooked on the container next to him with a "bang", and his heavy body even hit the container and almost overturned it.

There seemed to be a worn-out bellows in front of its chest, and the "B5" test subject gasped more and more, and the sound in his throat became more and more hoarse, but the air that it actually sucked into his lungs became less and less, and looking at its current appearance, it could hold on for a few more moments at most.

……

The monster with the severed tongue has always maintained a posture of standing on the sidelines, in fact, it also wants to end the life of the "B5" test subject as soon as possible, and the reason why it is still standing there stupidly is not because the "B5" test subject is the same kind as itself.

Of course, it's not because it has good intentions or some other reason that it stands motionless, it's not that it doesn't want to move, it's that its body can't stand the price of moving at will.

The amount of bleeding from its wound was small, but it was compared to the "B5" test subject, and at this time it also had a large pool of blood accumulated under its body, and over time, it was not only blood that flowed from the wound on its shoulder, but also its vitality.

"Poof."

The creature with its severed tongue could barely stand, it staggered two steps to the side, leaned on the nearest container, and came to its knees, but it was in a better state than the "B5" test subject, at least it did not collapse to the ground.

Silently opening its mouth, the monster revealed most of its severed tongue to the "B5" test subject, as if taunting.

It may have had an effect, but it's more likely that the "B5" subject had finally drained the blood, and in short, the "B5" subject was dead, with his eyes turning gray and losing the color of life, and his head hanging at his side, unable to move.

……

The battle between two monsters ended in the victory of the monster with its broken tongue, and it was just about to raise its head to the sky and roar, when it found a little thing standing at its side at some point, carrying a gadget that made it a little afraid.

"Bye-bye."

Worm usually has a lot to say to the turtledove, and when he is in front of other people or something, Worm cherishes his "words" most of the time, because the people she encountered before either wanted to catch her or wanted to kill her, such as this monster with a broken tongue.

If it weren't for it, the worm and the turtledove wouldn't have been forced into this hellish place, trapped here by four locked sliding doors, so the worm was very angry, if she hadn't been able to get this monster, she would have wanted to settle accounts with it a long time ago.

Well, now that this monster and the inexplicable "B5" test subject have lost most of their lives, and now there is only a small half of their lives left, and the little worm is eager to take this opportunity to thank it for helping him kill the "B5" test subject.

As for the method, it is to use an assault rifle in your own hand.

Before a "bye-bye" could land, the assault rifle squad had already been pulled by the bugs, and she walked forward while firing with the assault rifle, and the bullets undoubtedly hit all the deadly parts of the monster, like eye sockets, throats, mouths, and the like.

Even the wound on his arm that was torn off, the little worm didn't forget to shoot it a few times and help it bleed.

With the unsympathetic "help" of the little worm, the monster was quickly beaten into a sieve, and I don't know if it was because it was dying, but the skin on its body was no longer as tough as it was earlier, and it would be easy for the boy to get in.

"Puff ......"

Like a rainstorm crashing on the beach, the little insect ran out of two magazines, and only after confirming that the monster was too dead to die anymore did she raise her eyebrows slightly, turned to look at the turtledove that was still looking at this side, and said loudly:

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and chisel your crystal plate for me, the crystal plate can't be chiseled, neither of us want to leave here!"

After that, the little worm looked at the monster whose life had been ended by her own hands, - no way, if the little worm didn't take advantage of its illness and kill it, should we wait for it to recover and cause trouble for myself and the turtledove?