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Chapter 47 Death Fight

Yu Yueming's fierce attack broke the already incomplete five-pointed star structure again.

After being thrown out, he rushed straight to the wall. Although he adjusted his posture in time, letting his claws contact the wall first, and reducing the buffering force through the bending of his limbs, the canine family is not as good as the cat family after all, and the remaining impact force still caused considerable damage to him.

After landing, he threw off the fragment of the bitten eye shank and adjusted the impact force for the moment because of the impact, and let out a deterrent roar at the ancient man.

The pain seemed to make the ancient man retreat a little. The five ridge-like grooves on its body suddenly stretched out, and these structures quickly spread up and down along the grooves, transforming into five huge membrane wings.

This limb structure looks more like a folding fan or a fish fin than a wing. If you didn’t know in advance that the ancients could fly, just looking at the appearance of this organ, you would not have associated it with the word “wing” at all.

In fact, the ancients did not follow common sense either.

The two pairs of membrane wings beside and behind it flapped like bees' wings. Although the speed of these two pairs of wings was very slow, far from the level of the insect's flapping wings left by the afterimage, it miraculously successfully led its body to levitate away from the ground.

"Not good! It's going to fly away! Stop it!"

Yu Yueming's limbs were not very obedient and could not pursue them again for the time being, so he could only shout and remind his teammates.

On the other hand, the two people who threw down the flashlight when Yu Yueming rushed over did not waste their time. They grabbed the black ball brought by Shen Yongliang, grabbed the retractable hiking pole that they brought after entering the dungeon, poked the black ball with the head of the pole, and turned the canes into spears with corrosion ability.

When the black ball was pierced, a little mucus was inevitably splashed out, contaminating the players' bodies, corroding waves of white mist. But at this critical moment, no one was interested in caring about these things, and they forced themselves to grit their teeth and endured the pain, and seized the time to prepare the weapons for combat.

There were two trekking poles each carried. They quickly applied mucus to all the canes, and projected them towards the ancients like javelins!

The ancient man was not fast when he took off. Coupled with its huge body, the attacks of enhanced players have a pretty good hit rate.

Three of the canes each pierced through the root of a membrane wing, two pierced into the body of the ancient man, and one pierced through its head.

After throwing the trekking poles, the three of them continued to take out crossbow arrows and painted them with mucus, and shot at the ancients continuously.

The ancient man whose wings were pierced through the air trembled a little, rotated his body, and the previously unused wings began to tremble. The only two remaining wings formed a pair of wings again, stabilizing its body in the air.

Its flexible flight mechanism disrupted players' predictions. Several crossbow arrows flew past their wings, either fell into the void, or just pierced into its skin, without hurting the key.

Xiugus' mucus is also corrosive to crossbow arrows. The deformed crossbow arrows greatly reduce their lethality. Even at such a close distance, it is only half a piece of length that penetrates the body of the ancient man.

This lethality is not enough to hinder the ancient man's actions. After shooting the crossbow arrows, everyone had no choice but to dare to go forward and fight with it. They could only watch it gradually approach the room where various strange objects were placed.

At the same time, Yu Yueming finally recovered enough to run and struggled to catch up with the ancient man.

He jumped high and pounced on the back of the ancient man's body. His hind paw hooked the wrinkles of the ancient man's skin, and his sharp claws had corroded front paws stepped on the crossbow arrows that penetrated the ancient man's skin, looking down at the ancient man's five-pointed star-shaped head structure.

Because the other party had adjusted his posture before, now the tentacle that was supposed to face the front turned to its right. At this distance, it had the opportunity to whip and wrap Yu Yueming's legs at any time, causing him fatal damage.

But he also has the opportunity to give the other party a fatal blow.

During this tense moment, his mind was still calm and he even had the time to organize his own thoughts.

He did not choose to stand up for saving his teammates, nor did he choose to save himself. Although there are also the above reasons, this is not the main driving force that drives him.

He just wanted to erase the things that shouldn't exist in front of him.

And he happened to have the corresponding means.

Yu Yueming looked down at the ancient man's incomplete head and took a deep breath.

Instinct took over his body, and the cold breath naturally flowed in his body. The old marks on his chest were like boiling magma. Cold and withered breath gushed out of his mouth, and drilled into its shell from the holes pierced by the crossbow arrows on the ancient man's body.

The ancient man's wings flapping movement stopped.

Its body fell from the air. In the process, the strong body gradually wrinkled and dried up withered withers and when it landed on the ground, it had withered into a thin tree branch.

The tenacious vitality made it raise its head with the remaining slightest strength. It had never made a sound in the battle, and suddenly made a sound like a flute.

It seemed to be the sound of the flute echoing in the valley, the tone that was once imitated by their dark servants, and the remaining words of this ancient race. The ancient man said something in the end, but no longer had a companion who could understand its words.

Yu Yueming, who had already jumped away in advance, slowly approached the ancient man's fallen body and did not see any movement.

As the battle ended, his normal thoughts gradually returned. The instinctive disgust for the ancient man gradually faded, and some sympathy that belonged to him gradually emerged.

Imagine from the other person's perspective. This ancient man suddenly woke up from his long sleep and found that everything familiar was far away from him. But in the blink of an eye, things changed.

This reminded him of his own experience.

But even though this similar experience made him feel a little sympathetic, he did not regret killing the other person. An ancient man who was weak and hungry for a long sleep was almost impossible to have a friendly conversation with them. This is a life-and-death situation and there is nothing to say.

However, when he recalled the previous battle, he could hardly imagine that he would burst out with such strong hostility and aggressiveness.

The dead tree I faced last time was an individual transformed by humans. Although he also stimulated his instinctive aggression, it was more like a state of war and did not reach this level this time.

However, if this instinct can improve his combat effectiveness, it will be a good thing for him.

Yu Yueming gasped and restored his energy while thinking about his own situation.

After roughly recovering, he walked to the ancient man and pulled off the other party's head structure with force, completely ensuring that the other party could no longer have the ability to act.
Chapter completed!
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