Like a heart-rending cry, the crazy look he casts at March, and the appearance that became rotten due to cannibalism.
Ghouls, that's their name.
The flesh covered with blood-sucking moss will cause them pain and wounds all the time.
It is their nature to kill each other, hunt each other, and cannibalize each other.
They gather in groups of three to six, but once something unexpected happens, such as 'insufficient food' or 'companions are injured', 'eating the same kind' will immediately occur. Groups of more than forty ghouls
It's a rare thing.
"...Many origin power envoys will not have the luck to see a large number of ghouls in their lives for most of their lives, because this kind of thing will only happen if there is a powerful one who can hunt giant monsters and giant werewolf corpses for the group.
Things that only happen when ghosts exist."
With a total length of over eleven meters, it possesses overflowing muscles and a source of power so violent that it can overturn a carriage.
A complete killing machine.
This is Gwen's evaluation of the ghoul that burst out of the ground in front of her.
Whether it is strength, speed, or the hardness of the skin, it far exceeds the largest creature Gwen has ever faced in her previous life.
Gwen stepped aside and let the rabbit run over. Then she dragged Anna, who almost ran over to the ghoul in a daze, and threw her to the rabbit.
He glanced at the giant ghoul that came out, and the tide... It's a bit exaggerated to say that it was the kind of ghoul that crawled out like a bug. He looked at the Cursed Blade with a look of inquiry and excitement, and asked:
"Flight or fight?"
"Escape?" Cursed Blade let out a sharp laugh, "Gwen, look at these monsters, these hideous-looking monsters."
Ghouls can understand part of Utopia.
Therefore, Gwen doesn't think anything good will happen if she calls others "abominable monsters" in front of them.
"When it is weak, it cannibalize its own kind. When it is strong, when it can devour its own kind without restraint, it suddenly comes into contact with something called 'rights'. It begins, oh, begins to maintain a certain order, and begins to create a world of 'killing each other'
If you are found out, you will be punished. Don’t you think this kind of thing is very romantic?”
Under the illumination of the March moon, Cursed Blade's beautiful face showed a kind of fanatical and crazy smile.
The maniacally laughing Curse Blade laughed and shed tears: "It's touching. No matter how many times, when non-civilization begins to evolve social characteristics, it will touch my heartstrings like this."
"When you were giving your speech, the other party was already about to pounce on you."
Gwen reminded.
The next moment, he saw the face of Sichuan Opera change, and the madness and fanaticism completely disappeared from the face of the curse blade. This Squirrel Girl ruthlessly embodied the huge revolver.
"Curse gun. Kill the saints, strengthen the mode."
Pull the trigger.
boom!
It didn't sound like a pistol, but like a tank firing, the sound of gunfire exploded in the wilderness.
The limbs flying around and the flesh and blood caused the ghouls to let out cries like howls. With their hungry and crazy nature, they scattered like a pack of wolves hunting.
This scene made Gwen's pupils shrink slightly.
tactics.
Ghouls actually know how to use tactics?
It is true that the intelligence of ghouls surpasses that of many wild beasts, but at the same time, their bestiality also surpasses that of almost all wild beasts. Therefore, although they know how to hunt, their nature still makes them just howl and pounce on them.
Even before pounce, give your companion a paw or tear off a piece of meat to "supplement nutrients".
but now……
"You are on the right and I am on the left."
boom!
Accompanied by the sound of firing like artillery, Cursed Blade said, "With the presence of giant ghouls who can suppress their beastly nature, it is not impossible for their society to jump into the tribal era. Even wolves understand this kind of thing."
'Wolf pack' tactics are normal."
Gwen nodded, flames appeared in his single eyes, warmth instantly filled the wilderness, and clouds of mist caused by the rising temperature dispersed.
He waved his hand and a lightsaber was made.
With a burst of force, a dusty petal bloomed from the ground.
In an instant, he appeared in front of the ghoul on the right. The lightsaber was like a piece of soft silk or a dancer's sleeve, swinging gracefully in the air with a gorgeous trajectory that was not slow or fast.
Amidst the buzzing sound of sword swings.
The ghoul was quartered.
The blood is blocked.
And more ghouls lost a certain amount of explosive power under that warmth, and were easily beheaded due to miscalculation of their own strength and speed.
“What a luxury.”
Curse Blade chuckled as a comment on Gwen's behavior of using the Source Force Messenger's final battle weapon as an ordinary weapon, and then continuously pulled the trigger to shoot down the ghoul.
Those who were close to the cursed blade were cut in two by the flashing lightsaber.
A sword in an instant, a shot in a flash.
The battles of Curse Blade are extremely enjoyable to watch. If Gwen performs a deadly and elegant classical Swan Lake ballet, then Curse Blade is a modern flamenco with a strong sense of rhythm.
When the two dancers danced together, they did not forget to take stock of each other's true level.
From the corner of her eye, Gwen saw Curse Blade's fighting style that never wastes 0.1 seconds of lightsaber time, and she couldn't help but praise it in her heart.
The strength of two high-level combat-type power users is beyond the comprehension of the giant ghouls in this wilderness.
Its brain, which has evolved a "power lust", has never seen two such "little things" able to kill its own weaker kind with an efficiency that even it can't achieve.
But the next moment, the giant ghoul stopped thinking and charged forward with a roar.
now it's right.
As a beast, it may have evolved some subtle social characteristics, but it has never casually evolved the ability to 'think'.
Don't think about it, just fight.
It rolled over like a tank with the speed of a sports car and ran into Gwen.
In the mind of the beast, the shining Gwen is obviously much more eye-catching than the 'cursed blade'.
Gwen also noticed the monster rushing toward her.
"It's really terrifying speed and strength. It's several times stronger than the Silver-Faced Man, and several times more powerful and faster than the Jackal."
He took a stance, and in a moment he raised his lightsaber, and the blade of the sword quickly separated a claw, and slashed towards the giant ghoul's claw.
Bah!
But the lightsaber did not cut open the giant ghoul's body with the same power as before. Under the slashing of the lightsaber, a layer of flesh-colored powerful source power emerged from the giant ghoul's wrist.
This ghoul, this beast also possesses a powerful and twisted source of power.
In other words, the more twisted, crazier, and sicker the source, the more powerful it is!
Fortunately, he is a beast, but if he were not a beast, it would be difficult to be born with this level of source power.
Gwen felt this crazy source of power, smoothed them with her own tenderness and warmth, and then thrust her own source of power into it like a coaxer with open arms, destroying the unconscious source of power protection formed on the opponent's body.
A, eventually injuring its flesh and blood.
Phew!
The lightsaber was so sharp that it left a scar several inches deep on the giant ghoul's wrist.
But almost in the next instant, the squirming flesh and blood, and the cut and bleeding wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Too shallow."
Gwen realized this, took a step back with the help of strength, leaned back like a dance, and pressed down slightly, allowing the ghoul to react very quickly with a claw strike that missed. The power of the claw strike was so strong that
It's like standing in front of the platform with the strong wind coming from the subway.
After he stood still, he continued to lower his body, pressing his white palms gently to the ground, doing an elegant back handspring like a gymnast. His movements were not fast, but he dodged the crazy claw of the ghoul and missed again.
The second claw swung out swiftly.
At the same time, Gwen landed on his feet, held the sword in both hands, and stabbed heavily on the shoulder.
The giant ghoul had already pounced behind him.
The canine jaws hit the lightsaber hard as if they were actively ramming into it. Not only did it destroy the ghoul source armor on the mouth, but the lightsaber was also pierced into the lower jaw.
Gwen pounced forward mercilessly, swung her lightsaber forward, and drew the giant ghoul's jaw with the lightsaber.
Like a dancer who is good at gymnastics, she released one hand in the air, did a front handspring, landed lightly on the ground, turned back, faced the ghoul, jumped back again, and dodged it by a hair.
The jaw had been cut in two by the angry claws of the ghoul.
"Is it still too shallow?"
Gwen is determined to use the skills she learned in her previous life this time.
And when the giant ghoul pounced, it covered its body with source power until the shadow of a graceful long skirt made of flames slowly emerged. With a sword, it split its head and body into two.
"The princess with one eye of fire, enhanced mode."
Gwen recited his posture in a special utopian language, and felt the source power in the air slowly recover. He understood by himself that this was a "Zanshin"-like source power technique. By naming the move
, thereby allowing the 'source power to recognize' and return to the body with the 'word spirit'.
