Chapter 13: Self-help
"Bang!"
A dull gunshot rang out outside the somewhat silent clearing.
The sound was not loud, but it blended in with the sound of the horn falling on the body.
The angle of the bullet is very tricky, and it is very directly pointed at the back of the werewolf. And at the moment, most of Lupin's attention is focused on the fallen horn, its prey.
The bullet's damage was more like a mosquito bite to it, and it didn't even have the fur on its surface. Although, the beast looked a little embarrassed. There were marks of burning from the axe all over his body.
The white pawn simply glanced at the two people not far away, except for showing a hint of hatred, he quickly turned his head, and he was attracted by the battle in front of him again. The guy who claimed to be talking to him was dying.
He lay on the ground, wielding the axe in his hand, struggling to cope with the way the beast instinctively attacked his vital parts. can only exchange one wound after another for the short extension of his life. But this is not the way to go, the passive of the werewolf's fangs and claws is a very disgusting and lethal skill.
"What, found out?"
Zhao Qian held the only weapon in his hand and looked at the guy in front of him, a hungry ghost.
He was hiding in a dark corner and coating himself with a layer of water-soaked mud, but he was still discovered by this guy.
Almost died.
With palpitations, he glanced at the slightly recessed wound on his gun, and countered this passive skill to make another meritorious service. But the moment the bullet was fired, it was also missed by the scalpel in the hungry ghost's hand and hit the werewolf's body.
"Hint: Traveler 5075 attacks you, you can launch a defensive counterattack, kill them and you will get the corresponding summoning key."
"Hint: Your attack is blocked."
"Hint: Your gunshot damage deals 0 damage to Werewolf Lupin, and the weapon effect passive skill Holy Death (Pseudo) is activated, forcing the unit to deal 1 damage."
"The flesh on your body, it looks delicious."
The hungry ghost looked ragged at the young man in front of him who was rolling in the mud, and he looked at him with a look in his eyes that did not hide his thirst, his thirst for food.
Because he was injured. Above the loin, no piece of meat is whole. Even if he says that he has just been dug up, some people believe it.
"You can't move me."
Zhao Qian took out something from his ticket and threw it directly in front of the hungry ghost's eyes.
The confident appearance made him stunned, and subconsciously his body instinctively dodged.
But that thing, in the air, he still saw it clearly.
A piece of bread, still the kind that does not have the attribute of adding blood. But this stunned time is enough for him. Their side was not far from the battlefield in front of them, and it could even be said that it was very close.
Hungry ghosts, just in the blink of an eye. But he was also quickly stopped, or the opportunity of the battle between the two sides was taken advantage of by Zhao Qian.
The beast that pressed on the horn was finally kicked away by him, and he used his hole cards.
The werewolf hesitated to look at the prey in front of him, which was still very weak just now, but now exuded such a terrifying aura, it felt like a lone wolf hunting outside and encountering a tiger cub that had just hunted for the first time.
"Earth dog!"
The horn glowed red, and his other eye grew red. There was still blood in his abdomen, but it was slowly healing, and it was as if something was stimulating him to grow his organs.
Angry and angry, like the god of war.
He looked at the beasts confronting him, and even the white pawns on one side were distracted by his momentum.
He was still holding the wood-cutting axe in his hand, which looked a little ordinary, and he stepped slightly to the right, and the axe moved at that moment.
Qi, a scarlet energy, made the direct and sharp werewolf instinctively feel the danger. But it didn't react at all, because it was too fast.
Subconsciously blocked his chest with his right paw, and it flew out. Slammed into the old English building behind it.
The stone gate, which was originally suitable for normal human beings to enter and exit, was directly punched out of a large hole.
The dust accompanied the larger boulders, burying the guy for the time being.
"Exorcism?"
The hungry ghost stayed where he was, muttering. The remnants of the vindictive aura just now brushed his hair, making him dare not move for a moment.
will die, that's the instinctive reaction.
He stared blankly at the horn standing there, the momentum of seeing people killing people and killing gods made him just want to escape far away, and even the prey that was about to reach his mouth and played with him in pursuit of Zhao Qian seemed to have lost interest.
Horn didn't look at the hungry ghost, instead, he was staring at his old rival, the pawn. It seems that a vampire who looks weak and has no fighting power is much trickier than the ghoul who seems to be full of energy.
"Hehe, you're going to die."
The pawn looked at him with a grin, something flashing in his eyes. He was wounded, but he still had a cigarette in his mouth that he had lit at some point.
"What do you think? White chicken. Lao Tzu is a big deal to reduce 10 points of all attributes, and you will die. ”
He grinned, ignoring the presence of the other two, or maybe he didn't take these two guys seriously at all.
"You're not the only one with the cards."
Looking at the approaching fighting spirit in front of him, he unhurriedly took out a test tube from his ticket, and in a long transparent test tube, there was only a drop of gray-black blood in it.
Yes, the color of the blood is indeed grayish-black. It was boiling inside, as if the air in the test tube had been heated by it.
He drank it directly, ignoring the thirsty eyes of the hungry ghost next to him.
"Dracula's source blood, against you, it's worth it."
Casually throwing the things in his hand aside, the transparent glass object smashed on the broken stone on the ground, and there was a crisp sound.
The test tube didn't break, the stone was broken.
Yes, this thing is specially made and will never be able to be carried by ordinary containers.
The pawn looked at him, his opponent. The moment he touched the drop of blood, his lips were red and shiny.
Stretching out his hand, the fighting spirit that had been split out stopped and disappeared into his hand.
The footsteps also moved at the moment when the fighting spirit disappeared.
Before he was bullied, his whole body was bruised, and the blood was corroding every organ, blood vessel, and nerve in his body.
The hungry ghost and Zhao Qian stood in place, unable to move.
The mind wants their own bodies to move quickly, but it is as if the body is not their own.
Zhao Qian looked not far away, he gritted his teeth, this was his last struggle. The tip of his teeth touched his somewhat dull yellow tongue and bit down without hesitation.
Between speaking and living, he chose the latter.