Chapter: 183
Stealth, indeed stealth! Lumian made a judgment instantly.
And combined with the encounter just now, he believed that this kind of invisibility could not cover up the smell, and it would fail once it entered the attack state.
After thinking about it, Lumian was sure, and laughed secretly:
"What kind of invisibility can't hide the smell?"
Capturing all kinds of traces is the strong point of "Hunter".
No longer flustered by the encounter, Lumian, who gained a lot of confidence, calmed down, and looked around while walking.
Soon, he saw the footprints left by the monster, and smelled the bloody smell and original stink from it.
Relying on these traces, he avoided the monster's attack again and again, and hit the opponent with a shotgun again and again.
But the monster didn't seem to have any serious problems, and after being shot many times, it was only a lot weaker.
Seeing that the lead bullets were about to run out, Lumian's thoughts turned and he thought about 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 appearing not far away, Lumian turned around and ran wildly.
The dark black tentacles covered with meat film fell through the air again.
Lumian ran and stopped from time to time, and sometimes looked back to observe, in order to prevent the monster from giving up chasing, and based on this, he dodged the attack in advance.
Buzz buzz!
The "noise" from the monster's chest reached Lumian's ears again, making him annoyed for a while, and his anger became extremely strong. He wanted to stop running away immediately, and turned around to give the guy a few axes.
Fortunately, he remembered that the purpose of his running wildly was to kill that guy, and he was not running away in the true sense. Anger and annoyance failed to change his plan, but only made him more mobile.
Thumb up!
Lumian finally saw the half-collapsed building.
He rushed right in, came to the edge on the other side, and stopped there, pretending to be in ambush.
Not long after, shallow footprints emerged in the half-collapsed house, and the stench and bloody smell got closer and closer to Lumian.
Lumian estimated the distance of the tentacles, took two steps back, raised the ax he had drawn out earlier, and chopped it on a stone pillar that was about to crack.
Immediately afterwards, he kicked the stone pillar hard and rolled backwards.
The half-collapsed house, which was already in a fragile balance, could no longer support it and collapsed.
Crash, a large number of heavy stones fell, completely filling the internal space that could have been passed through by people.
The monster that was hiding there and ready to go out suddenly let out a fierce scream.
Its screams lasted less than a second before stopping abruptly.
Lumian rolled backwards for some distance before standing up again.
The scream that erupted and then stopped abruptly made him feel relieved a lot.