Chapter: 83

When he was dying, Lumian suddenly thought of the lady's words:

She let herself take advantage of her specialness in this dream.

What's special... Lumian quickly started to meditate with his thoughts close to a state of blankness and no distracting thoughts.

The crimson sun instantly stood out in his mind.

Unlike before, where he used meditation to calm his emotions and let the sun disappear as soon as it was fully formed, he tried his best to keep this sun in existence.

Soon, the voice that seemed to come from an infinite height and seemed to be ringing in his ears pierced Lumian's head.

Severe pain followed, accompanied by the terrifying feeling that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, which made Lumian forget that his neck was still pinched by the monster, his bones were about to break, he forgot that he could not keep up with his breathing, and his brain began to lack oxygen.

Plop, he fell to the ground.

As a result, the meditation was interrupted, and the indescribably weird sound disappeared.

But Lumian was still in so much pain that he couldn't check his body's condition or confirm his surroundings.

After an unknown period of time, he finally recovered from the feeling of dying.

Lumian didn't care to check his neck, put his hands on the ground, raised his head, and looked forward.

The half-human, half-beast monster squatted not far away, with its arms propped forward and its head lowered.

At this time, the several penetrating wounds between its chest and abdomen were still dripping blood mixed with pale yellow liquid, and its body could not stop shaking violently.

what's wrong with it Frightened by the kind of "special" I showed? While regaining his thoughts, Lumian picked up the ax that fell beside him, and moved closer.

Without giving the monster a chance to slow down, he held the ax with both hands and slammed it at the back of the opponent's neck.

With a pop, the ax sank deep into the muscle and was blocked by the bone.

Lumian made great efforts, drew out his sharp axe, and continued to chop.

Once, twice, three times, the monster's head fell to the ground with a splash of liquid, and Gollum rolled aside.

Its body lasted another second before collapsing.

During the whole process, it didn't make any resistance, it was always trembling there.

The next second, Lumian arched his body forward, his hands drooped naturally, and let the blood on the ax continue to slide down.

Huh, huh, huh, he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Lumian didn't dare to slow himself down for too long, fearing that other monsters would come over. After a short rest, he endured the pain in his neck and back, as well as some discomfort inside his body, and squatted next to the monster's corpse.

He still held the ax in his right hand, worried that the prey was not completely dead, and might jump up suddenly like the skinless monster before.

Using only his left hand, he groped for the monster's body and found three 5 Cope copper coins called "Rick" and an empty cloth bag.

"That's all?" Lumian was disappointed not because he found so little money, but because he didn't find any items involving extraordinary power.

If it wasn't for the latter, would he have nothing to do to fight this monster to the death?

If it wasn't for his specialness in the dream, he would have become the opponent's food now.

Lumian propped himself up, looked at the shotgun monster's rolled head, and prayed that what he wanted was there.