Wu Jun endured the stench of blood on his body. He covered the mouth of the low-level Alien with his hand, and the horn stabbed into its body at an angle. Wu Jun originally planned to kill it with a single blow, but in the end, the low-level Alien seemed to have sensed it and tilted its body subconsciously. At this moment, the horn did not pierce through its vital points, but Wu Jun's horn was not only sharp. The burning clouds on it continuously burned its wounds. The blood, muscles, and bone marrow slowly smelled like roasted meat.
Even though he often smelled this smell, Wu Jun still felt a little nauseous. Wu Jun was not cruel, and he knew this very well. Therefore, he could only numb himself. That low-level Alien was not a human but a beast. Even though the low-level Alien's mouth was covered, the burning pain coupled with the penetrating wound on his spine made him constantly roar like a beast. He was begging for mercy!
Wu Jun did not understand his language, but he understood that he was begging for mercy. However, Wu Jun could only hold his hand tighter, and the screams gradually faded. Wu Jun did not immediately withdraw his horn. Instead, he continued to inject the red light membrane into it. After a while, the body that seemed to have died started to move again. This time, the struggle was even more intense. Wu Jun almost broke free from it. Wu Jun was not surprised by this. People would pretend to be weak, but the body would not. When the body was injured... They would naturally have evasive actions, but dead people wouldn't.
After a long time, Wu Jun's forehead was drenched in sweat. In the end, he pulled out the horn. The man fell to the ground. He looked unharmed, but his body was scalded.
Wu Jun helped Labuda up. Labuda had been watching silently from the beginning to the end. He was a little speechless, and his mouth was full of blood foam. Wu Jun even thought that someone had cut off Labuda's tongue, but this honest man did not give in. Wu Jun felt a little inexplicable. It was difficult for him to lie to himself that he had just killed a human so cruelly, but he knew that there were some things that he had to do. He could not be selfless. Labuda was his friend, and someone had humiliated him. Then he would have a reason to be cruel.
They would not be able to drag on for long. Those people might not be good hunters, but they were clearly not stupid. They should know how far Wu Jun could escape. When they chased him enough and did not find any traces, they would turn around and return.
Wu Jun chose a hidden path. Over the past few days, Wu Jun and Labu Da had been hunting in the surroundings. Although they were not familiar with this area, they had subconsciously found a few hiding places. Labu Da was currently very injured. Wu Jun knew that if he brought him along and fled, neither of them would be able to escape. However, if he wanted to escape alone, he could not do it. He stuffed a red crystal into Labu Da's mouth. Wu Jun did not know if Labu Da could withstand the pain. However, it was obvious that the healing power of the crystal was the only way Wu Jun could think of at this moment!
Seeing Labuda's entire body convulsing, Wu Jun did not stop. After covering himself with some weeds, Wu Jun ran in the direction that the few of them were chasing. That remote path could not be exposed. If Wu Jun's memory was correct, the person in this direction was an old man. Judging from his speed, he did not seem to be very fast. Wu Jun unleashed his Hunting Steps to the extreme. His entire person was like a cheetah shuttling through the night sky. The red light membrane was added to his shoes. Wu Jun did not deliberately hide his tracks. This would give Labuda more chances to escape.
After running for a long time, Wu Jun stopped. Not far away from him, an old man slowly walked towards Wu Jun. There were no unnecessary words or conspiracies. The old man looked like an ordinary person in cloth shoes! He didn't even feel any killing intent.
However, Wu Jun did not relax at all. He immediately took out the horn on his back and covered it with a red light membrane. He was about to make a move! The old man waved his hand, and the wind started to blow. Along with the wind, countless mosquitoes came. They were like parasites on some kind of creature, and the buzzing made people feel restless.
" Ancestor Soul?!" Wu Jun cried out in alarm. The elder had only waved his hand, and he was instantly surrounded by mosquitoes. These mosquitoes were not strong. If they were to encounter them alone, they could easily kill an ordinary person. Even if they were bitten, they would not be hurt or itchy. Clearly, the elder was not as strong as he had imagined. However, the mosquitoes 'greatest reliance was their numbers. Wu Jun knew at a glance that he could not deal with such numbers.
He was well aware of the story of ants swallowing an elephant. At this moment, Wu Jun covered his entire body with a red light membrane to block the bites of the mosquitoes. Then, he suddenly activated the burning cloud on his horn, and the mosquitoes began to die. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Jun did not defend himself. Instead, he threw the horn in his hand like a javelin. His target was the old man. According to Wu Jun's previous judgment, the old man could not dodge.
The old man did not have any intention of dodging. When he saw a horn flying towards him like a burning iron, his expression was still extremely relaxed. He raised his hands and there seemed to be a phantom of a monster behind him. Then, the phantom of the monster shook its body and countless mosquitoes began to attach themselves to the horn. A large number of mosquitoes and flies were directly burned off by the burning cloud. However, there were too many mosquitoes and flies. The red light film stored on the horn was exhausted in an instant. The strength of the spear was also gradually reduced. In the end, the horn fell in front of the old man. It could not even pierce straight into the ground and fell to the side. The old man looked at Wu Jun like a weak child throwing a toy at an adult.
Wu Jun obviously did not expect this outcome either. His original forward charge was interrupted and he suddenly retreated. He knew that his judgment was wrong. He originally thought that the old man did not give him a sense of danger, but it was obvious that the difference in strength between the two was too great. Wu Jun could not sense the difference between the strong and weak of the ancestral souls at all.
At this moment, he retreated violently, wanting to run out of this mosquito area. However, it was obvious that the old man would not give him this opportunity. The illusory giant beast behind him shook again, and more mosquitoes appeared. Wu Jun only ran a short distance before he was surrounded by countless mosquitoes.
Wu Jun frantically activated the red light membrane, but the mosquitoes and flies were not afraid of death. Many mosquitoes and flies turned into ashes, and the ground around Wu Jun was covered in a layer of ashes. Unfortunately, when the red light membrane finally ran out of power, Wu Jun felt pain. It was originally an insignificant numbness, but as more and more mosquitoes bit at him, Wu Jun felt waves of pain all over his body. It was not a simple pain, but the fear of tearing his flesh apart. Wu Jun's exposed skin turned red in a very short period of time. His skin began to tear. Some mosquitoes hugged a small piece of Wu Jun's skin and danced in the air. Some mosquitoes sucked the blood that fell, and some mosquitoes devoured the delicious flesh.
The feeling of being slowly eaten made one want to die. However, Wu Jun's mind was clear and he could clearly feel everything. The old man obviously had no intention of letting Wu Jun live. They were after money. If Wu Jun did not escape, he might have asked him a few questions. But since he had escaped, then there would be no future trouble!
Wu Jun struggled violently. He had crushed many mosquitoes to death, but soon after, flesh, blood, and skin fragments gushed out from the bodies of these mosquitoes, covering Wu Jun's hands. Wu Jun did not dare to look at himself now. He knew that he had changed beyond recognition. He wanted to devour the crystals, so he tried his best to run into the distance.
He didn't want to give up. Even if he had to live a little longer, it would be good! He swallowed all the red crystals on his body. The burning sensation that was unbearable in the past could no longer be felt now. The healing power that came later made Wu Jun's condition slightly better, but it was obvious that this was only to create food for more mosquitoes.
Wu Jun slowly took out a black crystal from his pocket.
The old man's eyes narrowed and he said coldly, If you dare to absorb this black crystal, this old man will make you wish you were dead!”
"Oh! Was that so? Then let's give it a try!" At this moment, Wu Jun's face was covered with white bones. However, he immediately bit down on the black crystal.
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