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Chapter 47: The Battle of the Dying Beast

The ligament of the werewolf's heel was severed with a knife!

Although Zhou Ming's heavy sword did not break the werewolf's bones, his right foot was considered useless.

At this moment, fear welled up in the werewolf's heart.

The change of mentality from rage to fear was so fast, perhaps not even a moment. The moment his body felt the pain from an unknown source, the beast's murderous heart collapsed. What controlled the body was the animal's instinct for survival.

want.

The moment he knelt down, the werewolf used his right knee as a support point to turn over on the spot and swept his claws behind him!

This is a defensive stunt often used by wild animals, and cats often use this move.

When they are at a disadvantage in a deadly fight with their companions, they will lie down with all four limbs in the air, use the ground to protect their backs, free up the four limbs for standing, and use their limbs and tusks to fight the enemy in the final blow.

The werewolf's thoughts were so simple now. The elusive hunter destroyed his confidence in winning with one blow. He couldn't even see where the opponent launched the attack.

Although it is really embarrassing to lie down with all four limbs in the air, now it is only possible to see the other party by using this move.

If you're lucky, this sudden turn may turn defeat into victory!

The desperate beast still had a chance, but the palm waving behind it felt severe pain.

He looked at the hunter in front of him and the heavy sword embedded in his palm in surprise, his mind went blank.

Why?

Why was he able to cut his own hand in advance! It was as if he knew what he was going to do!

Beast blood spurted out from the wounds that were deep enough to see the bones, and the vitality was quickly extracted from the body. A feeling of weakness surged up like a sea wave. The limit of violence was exceeded in that slash just now.

Damn... I'm going to lose consciousness!

No, you can't lose control!

Before the werewolf's eyes were completely closed, they suddenly opened again!

"Ho ho ho ho!!!"

It roared loudly, its blood-red eyes widening.

At this moment, he became it.

Human reason was completely overshadowed by the beast's desire to survive. His limbs were waving wildly to fight back, and even Zhou Ming could only retreat.

"when!"

The sharp claws grazed Zhou Ming's cheek, but he blocked it with a metal gauntlet.

The huge impact knocked Zhou Ming to the ground. The moment his back hit the ground, Zhou Ming put one hand on the ground and performed a half Thomas spin, followed by a side somersault, widening the distance between the two parties to a safe range.

"what happened?"

Zhou Ming was half-kneeling on the ground, his frightened face full of surprise and confusion. At that moment, the werewolf vision he obtained from the full field of vision suddenly shook violently and moved irregularly.

It was that shaking that prevented him from detecting the opponent's next attack, and he was almost killed by a headshot.

The sudden and unexpected shaking of vision made Zhou Ming wary. He had to prepare for the worst - the werewolves knew the effect of full vision and had come up with a way to deal with it.

The opponent came here just for this relic. It is not surprising to know the effect of the relic. The next battle must be carried out under this premise.

The werewolf in the distance was covered in blood, struggling to get up like a dying beast. At this moment, it completely changed into a state of lying on all fours, with its right leg with severed ligaments hanging in the air, barely supported by its hands and left leg.

Body shape.

The surrounding spectators let out a burst of exclamations. The werewolf's frantic scratching just now made their hearts rise in their throats. They almost thought that the hunter was about to be attacked.

"You are already injured like this, how can you still continue to fight?!"

"It's so crazy, it feels like the action just now is completely different from before!"

"It's like a real beast."

Zhou Mingti held the big sword and looked at the beast in front of him with great caution.

After carefully observing the other party's line of sight, Zhou Ming suddenly understood what was causing the shaking in his vision just now.

He originally thought that the werewolf knew the effect of the full vision and came up with a way to deal with it, but now Zhou Ming was sure... it had lost its human sanity.

Those few counterattacks were completely unorganized, without tactics, and completely irrational and random attacks.

For example, right now, the werewolf's attention was not on him, and his eyes kept drifting to the nearby highlands, ruins, and woods.

It wants to escape now!

"It's interesting. If you are injured too much, will you really turn into a beast? Oh, I won't let you escape!"

Zhou Ming rushed forward, raised his sword high, and aimed at the wolf's head to strike vertically!

The werewolf jumped back to dodge, and a gunshot rang out the next second. It screamed like a wounded dog, and blood spattered from its shoulder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

While screaming, it launched an intuitive counterattack at the terrifying hunter in front of it.

Of course, the attack was easily dodged. At the same time, a slender straight sword slashed across his arm, causing blood to fly everywhere.

Zhou Ming's footwork was like a ghost, like teasing a cat or dog without intelligence, constantly using fake movements to guide the opponent's thinking, making it panic and helpless.

The werewolf's limbs were gradually stained, and the reversal that the audience expected did not come. Instead, the battle evolved into a pure killing.

The mixture of angry roars and injured screams is reminiscent of the brutality inflicted on bulls by bullfighters in the bullring.

Time passed minute by minute.

Not long after, the werewolf fell down and seemed to lose consciousness.

The gray rocky ground was dyed bright red, which was even more shocking under the light of the red moon.





Are you going to lose?

When the werewolf regained consciousness, he found himself lying on his back on the ground.

He didn't have any strength in his body, and the only thing his brain felt was the severe pain covering his whole body, and the weight of more than a thousand kilograms in his chest.

No...he is going to die...just like he killed other people before!

The fear of death extinguished his fighting spirit.

In the midst of panic and panic, the hunter's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I won."

Zhou Ming stepped on the werewolf's chest with one foot and looked down at him indifferently.

"I...I lost!"

The werewolf cleared his eyes and shouted at the blurry figure above his head.

Zhou Ming took out his musket and pointed it at the huge wolf head, his face expressionless: "Don't you think it's too late?"

"I lost! Don't kill me... don't kill me!"

Zhou Ming frowned, showing displeasure.

"It's really disappointing. You're not a beast after all. Frankly speaking, I was expecting you to struggle wildly until the end like a real beast. But you actually said such boring words as admitting defeat. It's really... disappointing."

"Die."

Just when Zhou Ming was about to pull the trigger of the musket, a stone plate was dropped on the stone hill next to him.

The stone plate shattered on the ground, and the broken white light bounced and shone on the ground.

"I'm sorry, hunter! I can't let my partner die like this!"

The sound came from above his head. Zhou Ming turned his head and looked behind him. A big knife quickly enlarged in his field of vision and slashed down on his Tianling Gai!

Oops!

Can't get out of the way!

At this moment, if you raise your big sword to block, the speed will be too slow, but it will be too late to pull out the straight sword! You can only use the iron gauntlet to defend!
Chapter completed!
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