Chapter: 37

At the same time as his heart tightened, Lumian felt that the surrounding light suddenly became dimmer.

It's like on the half-collapsed roof, something came over silently, blocking the little light passing through the thick fog!

The experience of being attacked while wandering was like a raging ocean wave, pouring into Lumian's mind in an instant, making him react reflexively.

He rushed forward suddenly, then clung to his body in mid-air, and rolled on the ground.

thump!

Something heavy fell from behind him.

Lumian rolled to the left side of the broken stove, stretched out his hand to hold down a stone, and turned around with his strength.

He raised the axe, and saw a figure appearing where he was originally standing.

Under the dim light, Lumian was not sure whether it was a human or a humanoid creature.

"He" hunched his back, didn't wear clothes and shoes, his skin seemed to have been peeled off by someone, revealing the red muscles, blood vessels and yellow fascia, on which the viscous liquid flowed drop by drop without slipping on the ground.

This is a monster!

"His" white and blue eyes seemed to be inlaid on his face, his mouth was opened with all his strength, his teeth were uneven, and his saliva was drooping outwards, stretched long.

In the past few years, Lumian has made up many ghost stories, but he never expected to meet such a ghost today.

call!

The bloody wind hit him, and the sound of panting reached his ears.

Lumian subconsciously moved to the side, dodging the attack of the blood-red monster.

If he hadn't often received Aurora's "guidance", if he hadn't had years of fighting learning and street fighting experience, he might not have been able to react just now when he was shocked physically and mentally.

Gathering his mind, Lumian took a step after the monster that rushed over his head, raised the sharp ax in his hand, and slashed at its vest.

boom!

The monster that was about to turn around was knocked down to the ground, pus and blood splashed everywhere.

Without hesitation, Lumian knelt down on one knee and raised the ax again.

puff! puff! puff!

He chopped multiple axes in succession, each of which penetrated a lot into the flesh, creating deep and wide gashes, making the back of the monster's head, neck and back disfigured.

Finally, the monster stopped struggling and crawled motionless.

"Huh, huh! Your actual performance is not as scary as your appearance..." Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered half-sarcastically.

He wiped his face with his left hand, wiping off the blood from his hand.

"Is the body fluid of this monster poisonous? There is no pain like being corroded for now..." Lumian began to worry about other issues.

Just when he mustered up his courage and was about to search the monster's body, the skinless blood-colored monster stretched out his hands and bounced up again!

It's not dead yet?

It's all chopped up like that, isn't it dead?