"Tentacles?" Lumian froze for a second before remembering how to define the thing that bound the flesh.

He is familiar with all the novels written by Auror, has read all the illustrations, and not only remembers every bloody episode, but also knows a lot of things that he usually can't touch, such as the tentacles of monsters.

Seven or eight dark black tentacles wrapped around the mass of flesh, dragging it toward the ruins of the house to the side.

Where the messy stones were hidden, a figure walked out.

"He" resembles a man, shirtless and feet, and wears a pair of black trousers.

Unlike humans, he has no head, only a part of his neck remains, and the cross-section is full of sharp teeth in a swirling posture, and bright red skin is clearly visible between the teeth.

It's as if a human had replaced his head and half of his neck with strange mouthparts, and Lumian, the "beheading expert", shook his head again and again, unable to find where to start.

The seven or eight dark tentacles covered in flesh extended from the edge of the monster's "mouthparts", and they quickly dragged the mass of flesh in front of them and lifted them up.

The "mouthparts" on the monster's neck opened suddenly, like a trumpet flower in full bloom.

The sharp white teeth bit at the mass of flesh and swallowed it directly like a snake eating its prey.

Seeing this scene, Lumian sneered silently:

"I thought you all could survive without eating, so you still need to eat......"

He then fell into deep thought:

"There should be a lot of monsters in this ruin, and there must be very little to eat......

"In other words, some monsters feed on other monsters, as they did just now, or they are all hunters and prey......

"If you encounter a monster that you can't beat, is it possible to lure it to other monsters, let them hunt each other, hurt each other, and I will end up picking up the cheapest?

"Theoretically possible, but it's dangerous, who knows if the monsters will join forces to kill me first......"

As his thoughts swirled, Lumian saw the monster's chest with its "mouthparts" as its head and neck begin to bulge and contract, as if it was being violently digested.

This caught Lumian's attention and led him to discover something unusual about the monster's bare upper body.

It has a black thing on its left chest, right chest, and under its neck that resembles a seal mark.

"This ......" Lumian's pupils dilated unconsciously, trying to see more clearly.

He'd seen something like that in the parish priest!

It was the black mark at the end of the Lent celebration, when the parish priest's body swelled and torn through his clothes!

After careful discernment, Lumian confirmed that the three seal-like black things on the monster's body belonged to the same category as those of the parish priest:

They are all composed of unique words and bizarre symbols, as if they are connected to another world that is difficult to describe.

The difference is that there are at least eleven or twelve of them on the parish priest, and this monster has only three.

"What does this black mark do? Branded by a hidden being? The greater the number, the greater the gifts? Lumian observed, confused and dazed.

He tried hard to memorize the words and symbols that made up one of the imprints, but because they were things he didn't recognize, he couldn't remember them for a while, and he didn't have a pen or paper with him to copy them.

The monster finally finished digesting the mass of flesh, and it moved its arm and shook off the seven or eight dark black tentacles that covered the flesh next to the "mouthparts".

The mark on the lower part of its neck glowed slightly, and its ribcage resonated with a buzzing sound.

The sound grew louder and louder, as if there was a stream of air raging through the hive, entering and exiting one hollow after another.

The trumpet-like "mouthparts" opened, and the buzzing sound became more and more obvious.

Lumian was so annoyed that he wanted to beat the monster:

It's a hard sound, do you know?

In the churning of qi and blood, Lumian only felt a wave of anger rush from his heart.

Suddenly impulsive, he jumped from the half-collapsed roof with his shotgun, bypassing the rocks that obscured his figure.

Bang!

Lumian fell to the ground, and the monster's swirling blood-colored "mouthparts" full of sharp teeth "Look at me, I look at you."

Lumian, who was about to angrily scold the other party for being an old boar, instantly regained his composure, and there was a feeling of dazed and helplessness when the audience was forced to jump on the stage.

The monster's blood-colored mouthparts were aimed at him, and no more sound.

"Can I say, excuse me, a misunderstanding?" Lumian grunted.

He suspected that there was something wrong with the noise just now, so he let himself lose his mind, jumped out of the hiding spot, and tried to attack!

But it has happened, and an apology is definitely useless, and he only has two choices at present, one is to fight, and the other is to escape.

And in Lumian's experience, there is a high probability that he will not be able to escape directly at this time, and the other party is not only unharmed, but also ready, raising those seven or eight tentacles.

Therefore, if you really want to escape, you have to fight first and find a chance!

Without hesitation, as soon as Lumian regained his senses, he raised the shotgun in his hand, which had been filled with lead bullets.

Bang!

The monster obviously didn't expect the enemy to be so decisive and so fast, and lacked understanding of the existence of the shotgun, so it didn't have time to dodge, and was hit directly by multiple pieces of lead that burst open.

"Ahh

His swirling mouthparts full of sharp teeth instinctively opened and let out a cry of pain, causing flesh and blood to blur in many parts of his chest, including the black mark on the right.

But the black mark seemed to be engraved in the blood and flesh, and it could still be clearly seen, and it was not affected by the state of the injured mouth.

Unable to appreciate the screams of his prey, Lumian shifted his position as soon as he finished firing his shot, and reached out to pull out new buckshot from the cloth bag at his waist.

Just as he re-aimed at his target, the black mark on the monster's left chest glowed slightly.

The humanoid creature with its head and half of its neck turning into giant "mouthparts" vanished.

It just lost its track in front of Lumian!

Ran away? Stealth? Lumian sought answers from the various novels written by Aurore and the occult knowledge she taught.

He quickly glanced left and right, but the monster really seemed to disappear out of thin air.

This never-before-faced scene and difficulties made Lumian a little flustered for a while, and wanted to take the opportunity to get out of here, so he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Suddenly, his ankles tightened, and he suddenly lost his balance and was turned upside down.

Deep black tentacles covered in flesh appeared in the air, wrapping around Lumian's legs, lifting him into the air.

The monster also showed its sights, not far from Lumien's side.

At this time, the black mark on its right chest was shining, and the swirling "mouthparts" full of white sharp teeth were stretched to the limit, revealing a blood-colored interior, as if it wanted to swallow Lumian in one gulp with the help of tentacles.

An indescribable stench erupted from the "mouthparts", making Lumian's head a little dizzy when he was hanging upside down in the air.

His eyes were filled with blood-colored skin and countless white teeth.

With a move in his heart, he grabbed a tentacle wrapped around his arm, and aimed his shotgun at the monster's "mouthparts" in an upside-down state.

Bang!

The monster screamed again, and the flesh and blood in the "mouthparts" flew everywhere, and the lead was black everywhere.

It jerked Lumien out, its body flying transparent and disappearing again.

Lumian fell to the ground and rolled several times before getting back to his feet, concentrating on finding his target's tracks.

The next second, his nose twitched, only to feel that a certain smell of blood was rapidly approaching him.

Not thinking about what that meant, he slammed the ground and pounced in the opposite direction.

Where he had been standing, dark black tentacles covered in flesh drilled out of the air, but they didn't entangle anything.

Three or four meters away from them, the monster took shape, its swirling "mouthparts" wide open, as if waiting for food.

Lumian hurriedly applied the shotgun with lead bullets, but the black mark on the monster's left chest lit up and disappeared from his sight.

Stealth, stealth indeed! Lumien had a judgment in an instant.

Combined with what he had just encountered, he believed that this stealth could not conceal the scent, and would be ineffective as soon as he entered the attack state.

After thinking about it, Lu Mi was relieved and secretly laughed at himself:

"What kind of stealth is it if you can't hide the smell?"

And catching all kinds of traces is the strong point of the "hunter".

No longer panicked by the encounter, Lumian, who had a lot of confidence, calmed down and observed his surroundings as he walked.

Soon, he saw the footprints left by the monster and smelled the blood and the original stench on it.

Relying on these traces, he avoided the monster's attacks in advance again and again, and hit the opponent again and again with a shotgun.

But the monster didn't seem to be harmless, and it was only a lot weaker after being shot many times.

Seeing that the buckshot was running out, Lumian's mind raced as he pondered what to do.

In just a few seconds, he had the answer:

On the way here, he did not forget to observe the environment, and found several natural traps that could be used, and one of them was suitable for dealing with the current monster.

Seeing two shallow footprints suddenly appear not far away, Lumian turned around and ran wildly.

The dark black tentacles covered in flesh membranes fell short again.

Lumian ran and stopped, looking back to make sure that the monster did not give up the pursuit, and dodged the attack in advance.

Buzz!

The "noise" from the monster's chest once again reached Lumien's ears, making him angry and angry, and he wanted to stop running away and turn around to give the guy a few axes.

Luckily, he remembered that he was running to kill the guy, and that it wasn't really an escape, and that anger and annoyance hadn't changed his plans, only made him more actionable.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Lumian finally saw the half-collapsed building.

He rushed straight in, came to the edge on the other side, and stopped there, pretending to be in ambush.

It wasn't long before shallow footprints appeared in the half-collapsed house, and the stench and smell of blood were getting closer and closer to Lumian.

Lumian estimated the distance of his tentacles, took two steps back, raised the axe he had drawn earlier, and slashed at a stone pillar that was about to crack.

Immediately after, he kicked the stone pillar hard and rolled backwards.

The semi-collapsed house, already in a fragile equilibrium, could no longer support it and collapsed with a bang.

With a bang, a large number of heavy stones fell, completely filling the interior space that could have been passable.

The monster that was hiding there, ready to attack, suddenly let out a fierce scream.

Its screaming lasted less than a second before it came to an abrupt end.

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