The encounters in the past few days have been too strange, the ecology of the native monsters has changed, the unknown breed of monsters has appeared in the area that has been investigated, and the students of the academy have studied spells that they should not master...... Curt could be sure that he was caught up in a growing trouble.

It's just that no matter how much trouble these troubles are a headache, they are not as urgent as the looming crisis now.

When a person is on the battlefield, prudence is his friend, and doubt is his best virtue. This is the "lesson" that a friend once told Sù Curt many years ago, and he died on the battlefield in the last war to help his comrades, as the best proof of this sentence.

The driver's condition was already critical, and by the time he called for help from Curt, the protective armor of the wrapping car had cracked open under the monster's onslaught, and it began to try to pry the roof with its small arm-length claws. The deformed armor is difficult to maintain its defensive effect and is being stripped away little by little.

Squeak-quack--quack

After a tooth-aching sound, the roof was ripped open by the monster, and the solid metal armor was torn apart by the force. The shattered shards were quickly tossed to the ground by the monster, and it waved its arms again, ready to expand its victory.

Fortunately, he at least didn't forget to use the liaison to get in touch with the garrison before he became in this situation. The information reporting the location of the regular train has been reported to the location of the garrison under the influence of the radio waves, and if nothing else, it will not be long before an increase in personnel arrives.

The location of the regular car attack is not far from the city of Catrice, and the flashing lights of the city can now be seen. Just looking at the extent to which the monster dismantled the armor, Curt felt that by the time the reinforcements arrived from inside the city of Catrice, the regular car must have been dismembered.

Curt hadn't forgotten that he was now unarmed, and even if he was confident in his hand-to-hand combat skills, he wouldn't rush forward to attack the monster. The forelimbs that can bend the defensive armor of the car lightly are not pretty, and it is not a wise choice to fight such a monster with a fist.

But the monster seemed to be aimed at the driver, its twisted head fixed on him as he cowered, and he was not in the slightest interested. It's unbelievable, there's never been a record of a monster targeting a single target, attacking an enemy that comes into view.

What's even more strange is that this monster approached the regular car from diagonally behind, but why didn't it choose to attack Curt, who had no armor protection outside the vehicle, but attacked the driver inside the regular vehicle. It's as incredible as a person who doesn't eat the food that has been laid out and has to go through the trouble of opening the can.

It turned a blind eye to the shouts of the driver, and did not turn its attention to Curt, who was not far away, but was obsessed with how to tear the armor of the wrapping regular car and throw them casually on the nearby road. In a few moments, the shell of the "can" was already dismantled by it.

Seeing that the monster was about to jump into the car through the open gap, Curt immediately shouted at the driver, "Now, get out of the car quickly!"

The driver had already been frightened by the monster, and after listening to Curt's command, he had no choice but to rush to the doctor and follow the law. I saw that he immediately opened the car door with the control wheel behind him as quickly as he could, and then took a step and rushed in the direction where Curt was with all his might.

Quack, ahhh

As soon as the monster reached the carriage, he saw his prey fleeing through the door, and he was furious. It raised its head and let out a sharp howl that was like the terrible wail of the tormented souls of hell in legend, a chill to the bone.

Hearing the terrible howl of the monster behind him, the driver ran as hard as he could as if he had been greased on the soles of his feet. Where did he dare to stop, there was a monster behind him that could tear down the steel plate with his bare hands, so he could only take advantage of the fact that it was trapped in the carriage and tried his best to escape to a safe area.

"I'll drag you here, and you run in the direction of the city. Curt ran in the direction of the regular car, and as he passed the driver, he said to him, "Run as hard as you can, and if you see a guard car, tell them what is going on here, and tell them to hurry over." ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the driver's reaction, and rushed straight to the regular car that was still trapped by the monster. Lying behind him, he felt a little relieved by the sound of footsteps fading away. Curt didn't know where the neurotic young man had provoked the monster, but it was undoubtedly targeting him.

Quack!

The monster watched its target run farther and farther away, and let out an angry cry. Then it swung its massive forelimbs again, smashing the window glass to pieces. Its asymmetrical body then burst out of the carriage, leaving a black parabola in the air, and stopped in front of Curt.

It was only at a close distance that Curt finally saw the monster's face - it was a monster that only appears in nightmares.

Crooked stitching threads barely match a distorted doll from a large number of incompatible materials. The pitch-black fur that Curt had seen earlier was actually the thick fur of some kind of bestial, and this seemingly thin but unexpectedly sturdy torso was taken from it.

And those two huge arms as black as ink are made of unknown materials, twisted and simple in structure, thick and sharply contoured. These "arms" are not so much a part of the body of a living being, but rather a "weapon" made of art and then installed on the monster's body.

A pumpkin-sized head staggered into its body, a stench of decay emanating from it, and viscous blood dripping from the crudely made "patches". If it weren't for the flaming flame in his eyes, Curt would have seen it as an ornament.

The monster didn't even look at Curt, and with its huge forearms as support, it dragged its body forward. The disproportionate hind limbs were almost meaningless, swaying crookedly on the ground.

It is not slow to move forward, like a beast on all fours and sprinting fast, and every time its forelimbs pull its body and take a step forward, it can almost catch up with the distance that ordinary people can cross by running three or four steps. From its twisted body, it was completely unthinkable that it would have such remarkable mobility.

"I'm sorry, you can't go any further. ”

Curt didn't think the monster could understand what he was saying, in fact the guy was simply dismissive of him. From the very beginning of his encounter with him, this monster he had never seen before had never cared about Curt. Even though Curt had blocked its path, it still didn't react.

Just because it ignores Curt doesn't mean Curt will ignore it too. He lunged forward two steps, grabbing the monster's joints with his hands, trying to grab it. This time the monster finally moved, throwing its arm in the direction that Curt was rushing from, waving it like a flying worm.

The blow was huge, but the flaws were also extremely obvious. This monster has great power but does not know how to wield it, just like an inexperienced person when he rashly swings a long-club hammer, there is no lack of power, power, and range, but it often does not take into account the lack of defense.

Curt continued to add, burrowing into the inside of the monster's thick arm as fast as possible, and the palm of his hand was slightly curved like a knife and stabbed straight into the monster's neck covered with sewing marks. The monster's many obvious connections are undoubtedly its most vulnerable key points, and Curt decides to attack these locations first.

But the next exhibition was unexpected by Curt.

His hand was about to plunge into the monster's throat when the stitches suddenly tore open on their own, revealing a row of drooling teeth. Curt watched in disbelief as the stitch turned into a bloody mouth, ready for his confident blow to be sent into it.

What is this thing?

The monster's change was so incredible that Curt was stunned. However, his reaction was quite immediate, and in an instant, he changed the direction of his attack, inserting the thrust of his fingertip into the monster's jaw. Then he took a step, and his other hand slammed into the monster's chest with all his might.

Quack, ah, ah, ah-

The monster took a few steps back in pain, letting out a low howl.

When it landed, a part of its body burst open, and several "mouths" of different sizes opened in the same way as the one on Fang Cai's neck. These "mouths" bared their teeth in menacing, and the monster's body, which had already felt quite alien, became even more disgusting under their "arming".

Curt wanted to correct what he had said, that these monsters were not "just in nightmares", and that just imagining them filled people with unspeakable madness.

Such a body could not be touched rashly, Curt casually picked up an iron pipe that had just been torn off the body of the car by the monster and held it in his hand, and at the same time injected magic to strengthen it. Although this iron pipe is not as easy as the usual long knife, it is still enough to be barely used in battle.

The monster kept facing his direction as Curt prepared his weapon, but he couldn't feel its sight. It grinned, gasping and wheezing, sticky saliva dripping onto the ground. Its head twisted, searching for the enemy's tracks.

There must be a limit to no one in his eyes! Curt wanted to complain, as if he had never existed in his ** eyeballs. Curt couldn't take the monster's face because he really didn't see him, or deliberately disguised it to lure him into the bait.

A moment of hesitation let go of the opportunity to attack, and after a fruitless search, the monster chose to retreat.

With both hands on the ground as support, the body jumped up. Immediately after hitting the ground, he crawled off the road, a few points faster than when he tried to chase the driver a few minutes earlier. In an instant, earth and rocks splattered, and all obstacles that stood in its way of evacuation were swept aside with an astonishing sound.

As the monster rushed wildly, its mouths were grinning wide, giving the illusion that they were actually pulling its body and running forward. It's hard to describe what the monster is like a rabid dog, chasing food from nowhere.

The monster ran so wildly that Curt couldn't catch up with it, so he could only watch as a black shadow swept away into the dark wilderness.

What's going on with this monster?

He was surprised.

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