Lorne froze for a second, looking at the scimitar fused from the legs of three scythes, and he suddenly remembered Bavin's weapon.

The back of the cleaver also has the giant teeth of an unknown creature, and the parts on the monster's body can be forged and smelted to hunt people's weapon materials.

He was no longer stunned, holding a light long knife in his left hand and a scimitar in his right hand, and rushed towards the warehouse. In the darkness, the leader of the demon pig had blood-red eyes and let out an angry roar, but he never dared to take a step out of the warehouse.

It knew full well that it would never have an advantage in fighting this human under the sun. It's better to put yourself in place and wait for him to rush over.

Lorne also knew that the demon pig leader would not rush out, so his mind was running quickly, simulating several ways to cut into battle.

Both sides are speculating on how their opponents will attack, but the monster's intelligence is still limited after all. Lorne dashed into the broken iron fence and leaped into the air, his long knife in his left hand raised in the air, threatening to slash hard.

The leader of the demon pig screamed, buried his head low, and stabbed hard in his back, trying to block the knife. It thinks its backspur is hard enough to take it all, if not completely, but at least it won't hurt its flesh.

But humans are still cunning after all. Lorne was in the air for half a second, the long knife did not fall, but stepped on the door of the demon pig, and suddenly the figure flickered, and the shadow took a shadow step, flashing to the right side of the demon pig.

"Die!" Lorne leaned over, staggered his blades with his hands, and made a cross diagonally, slashing off the right front hoof of the demon pig and the flesh of the belt.

The demon pig screamed in pain, losing one of its hooves to support, and its center of gravity fell slightly. It struggled to stand on its feet, but Lorne kicked it again, and the pig fell to the ground.

"Stupid pig. Lorne took a deep breath and looked at it coldly. The demon pig seemed to understand, and tried to get up while screaming, but his body was too heavy to do it.

Only then did Lorne notice that the leader was a little larger than the other pigs. The stench in the warehouse was unbearable, and the smell of the night in the barn must have been much stronger. Seeing that the demon pig was no longer a threat, Lorne felt weird, and turned his head and covered his nose and walked into the depths of the warehouse.

Chains torn off by brute force on all sides, and after getting used to the darkness, Lorne finally saw the situation in the warehouse. There were dozens of demon pig corpses lying on the ground, none of them intact, most of them were hollowed out of their internal organs, or their limbs and heads were missing.

A thick stench came from among the corpses, and Lorne was sick and hurried out. He finally understood what the centurion meant when he said that half of them were missing, and half of the original hundred or so demon pigs that survived ate the bodies of their companions, thus completing their evolution.

With the help of the hunters, the demon pig on the basin was also cleared. The hole in the centurion's chest slowly healed, but he also lost a lot of blood, and his face was covered with sweat. Several hunters helped him up and joined Lorne.

When the pig saw someone approaching, he wanted to attack fiercely, and a hunter raised a hammer to smash his head, but the centurion stopped him: "Keep it, we will still experiment." ”

"Centurion, ...... here" Lorne covered his mouth, and tried to struggle to resist the vomit, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but vomit on the ground, and the vegetable soup in the morning was almost finished.

The centurion asked, "Is it ...... in it There are a lot of demon pig corpses?"

Lorne leaned against the tin wall, finally relenting and nodded. The centurion was also reluctant to go in, and said, "It seems that these demon pigs have eaten their companions and evolved their abilities. ”

Then the bearded hunter came to him with his horse and asked, "Lorne, how is the new weapon?"

Lorne didn't know the man's name yet, and the centurion introduced, "This is Renus, a level 2 hunter and our blacksmith. A lot of the equipment came from him. ”

"Rainus, thank you. Lorne nodded, "The knife is sharp, but the hilt is a little heavy." ”

"That's right. This is a special weapon for you, the blade is taken from the knotted feet behind the jungle spider, and the grip is a special Ugin. Because I knew that you had brute strength and the blade couldn't be weighted, I made some hands and feet on the handle, adding some weight, and the damage was stronger. Renus stroked his beard triumphantly, "I named it the Queen's Blade." ”

Queen's Blade?

Lorne returned the knife to the centurion and pinned the Queen's Blade to his waist. When I touched it like this, I felt the serum syringe.

Lorne was stunned, and took out the plastic syringe that had been squeezed and deformed, the tip of the needle had long since fallen somewhere, but fortunately the serum did not flow out.

"Fortunately, the serum did not leak. The centurion said, his eyes were a little vain, and the battle loss was still not small, "Whether it succeeds or not, at least go back and give Sheena an explanation." ”

Looking at the demon pig on the ground twitching and resisting, Lorne pulled out the cutlass again. The demon pig's blood-red eyes shone with a frightened light, and the barbs on its back continued to grow, enveloping the back of its neck. If it hadn't broken its hooves and couldn't get up, it would have wanted to kill these humans a long time ago.

"Trouble with the handle. Lorne said. Then a hunter fastened the pig to the ground with iron chains, and tied its hooves so that it could not move. Lorne went around the back of the pig's neck and slashed down like a chopping wood, breaking off large barbs.

Another slash broke the barb protecting the back of the neck. With another knife, even the belt meat was cut into large pieces, and black viscous blood flowed down the neck of the demon pig, making it scream in pain.

Lorne held the Queen's Blade, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. He remembered that day outside the warning area, because he couldn't react in time, Samuel had one of his arms cut off by the spider. When I think about it, I feel like an atoning man.

And the way to atone for sins is to use this knife to cut down all the contaminated monsters.

Lorne gritted his teeth, as if he had lost his mind, and the fourth knife was about to slash down, but was held down by Reynas: "Lorne!

The centurion also sensed that something was wrong with Lorne, as if he wanted to vent his anger, and asked, "Lorne, what are you thinking?"

Lorne was stunned, his raised right hand holding the Queen's Blade, which was grabbed by Reynas from behind. After being stunned for a few seconds, Lorne took a deep breath before slowly lowering his hand and shaking his head: "I thought of Samur." His arm was severed by the blade in my hand. ”

"That's not your fault. The centurion did not give the others a chance to speak, and almost immediately replied, "Keep in mind the facts that cannot be changed, and strive to practice the future that can be changed." ”

Lorne was silent for two seconds, nodded, and tightened the syringe in his left hand, thrust it into the back of the demon pig's neck, and pushed the serum in. It was the first decontamination experiment, and no one knew what the outcome would be.

The demon pig lay on the ground, gradually losing its agitation, and lay quietly. After a few more minutes, the red light in the eyes of the demon pig began to dissipate, turning into ordinary black, and then for more than ten minutes, its cry slowly became calm, no different from that of a domestic pig.

But if you keep waiting, nothing else will change. Its fangs were still there, and the spikes on its back were still there.

The initial experiment of purifying serum was half successful. Or rather, failure.