The encounters these days are so strange. The native monster ecology has undergone abnormal movements. Unknown species of monsters appear in the areas investigated. The students of the academy have studied spells that they should not master... Curt can be sure that he has been involved in a gradually expanding trouble.

But no matter how troubles are, these troubles are not as urgent as the impending crisis.

When a person is on the battlefield, caution is his friend, and suspicion is his best virtue. This is the "learning" that a friend once told Curt many years ago. In the last war, he was the best proof of this sentence.

The driver's situation was already quite critical. When he asked Curt for help, the defensive armor wrapped in the car had already cracked a lot of holes under the continuous attacks of the monsters. It began to try to pry the roof with its claws as long as its forearm. The deformed armor was difficult to maintain its defensive effect and was being stripped a little bit.

squeak———

After a sour friction sound, the roof of the car was opened by the monster, and the solid metal armor was broken into pieces under the destruction of huge force. The cracked fragments were quickly thrown to the ground by the monster, and then it waved its arms again, ready to expand its own battle results.

Fortunately, he had at least not forgotten to operate the liaison to obtain contact with the guard team before he became the current situation. The information about the location of the vehicle was reported to the guard team under the influence of radio waves. If nothing unexpected happens, there will not be long before the number of additional personnel will arrive.

The location where the regular cars were attacked was not far from the city of Katris. You can now see the lights flashing in the city. Just looking at the speed of the monster's removal of armor, Curt felt that when reinforcements rushed over from Katris, the regular cars must have been dismembered.

Curt did not forget that he was unarmed now. Even if he had confidence in his close combat skills, he would not rush forward to attack the monsters. The forelimbs that could easily bend the bends and regularly defensive armor were not beautiful, and fighting with such monsters with fists was not a wise choice.

But this monster was like staring at the driver, and his distorted head was locked tightly on him, not interested in Curt at all. This was incredible. There was never a record of monsters staring at a single target in the past. They would attack all enemies that caught their eyes.

What's even more strange is that this monster approaches regular cars from the slanted back, but why doesn't it choose to attack Curt, who is not protected by armor outside the car, and attacks drivers in the regular cars. It's as incredible as a person who has arranged food but does not eat it, but has to work hard to open the can.

It turned a blind eye to the driver's shouting and did not turn its attention to Curt not far away, but was obsessed with how to tear open the armor that wrapped the regular cars and throw them on the nearby road. In a short while, the shell of the "can" was already taken apart by it.

Seeing that the monster was about to jump into the inside of the car from the opened gap, Curt immediately shouted to the driver: "It's now, come out of the car quickly!"

The driver was already scared by the monster. After hearing Curt's command, he had to seek medical treatment in a hurry and follow the law. He immediately operated the control wheel behind him as quickly as possible to open the door, and then took a step and rushed toward the direction where Curt was.

Gah ah—

As soon as the monster arrived at the carriage, he saw the prey he was staring at and fled, and immediately became furious. It raised its head and let out a sharp howl. This sound was like the shrill wailing of the tortured souls in hell in the legend, making people feel a biting chill.

Hearing the monster's shrill howl from behind, the driver ran hard as if he was oiled on his feet. He didn't dare to stop. The monster behind him could remove the steel plate with his bare hands. He could only take advantage of the opportunity when it was trapped in the carriage and escape to the safe area with all his strength.

"Leave it to me to drag here, you run towards the city." Curt ran towards the direction of regular cars and passed by the driver, saying to him, "Run as much as possible. If you see the guards' cars, tell them what's going on here and let them hurry up."

After speaking, he didn't care about the driver's reaction and rushed straight to the regular car that was still trapped in the monster. He felt a little relieved when he lay behind him, and the footsteps gradually faded away. Curt didn't know where the neurotic young man had provoked the monster, but its target was undoubtedly locked on him.

Gah!

The monster watched the target run further and further away, and shouted angrily. Then it waved its huge forelimbs again and smashed the window glass to pieces. Then its asymmetric body rushed out of the carriage, leaving a black parabola in the air, and stopped in front of Curt.

At a distance of closeness, Curt finally saw the appearance of the monster - this was simply a monster that only appeared in a nightmare.

The crooked sutures barely matched a lot of incompatible materials to create a twisted doll. The dark fur that Curt had seen before was actually thick hair from some kind of beastly human body. This seemingly thin but unexpectedly strong torso was taken from it.

The two ink-like giant arms are made of ink, twisted and simple in structure, thick and distinctive in profile. Rather than saying that they are part of the living body, they are "weapons" made of artificially and then installed on the monster.

A head the size of a pumpkin was crooked and embedded in the body, and a foul odor of decay was emitted from it, and the shoddy "patch" was still dripping with sticky blood. If it weren't for the brilliance of burning flames in his eyes, Curt would have regarded it as an ornament.

The monster didn't even look at Curt. He used his huge forearm as support and dragged his body forward. The disproportionate hind limbs were almost meaningless and moved crookedly on the ground.

Its forward speed is not slow, like a wild beast, sprinting quickly on all four feet. Every time the forelimbs pull the body forward, it can almost catch up with the distance that ordinary people can run three or four steps. It is completely impossible to imagine that it will have such outstanding mobility from its twisted body.

"Sorry, you can't move forward any more."

Curt didn't think the monster could understand what he said, but in fact this guy was simply disdainful of him. From the beginning of his encounter, this monster who had never seen had never cared about Curt. Even if Curt had blocked its way forward, it still had no response.

But it ignored Curt, which did not mean that Curt would also ignore it. He rushed forward two steps, grabbed the monster's joints with his hands, and tried to capture it. This time the monster finally made some moves. It swung its arm in the direction where Curt rushed, waving it like driving away flying insects.

The attack was huge, but the flaws were extremely obvious. This monster had huge power but didn't know how to exert it, just like an inexperienced person rashly swung the long rod hammer. Its strength, power and range were not lacking, but often did not take into account the close-fitting parts that lacked defense capabilities.

Curt continued to accelerate and drilled into the inside of the monster's thick arms as fast as possible, and his palm bent like a knife and stabbed straight into the monster's neck covered with sewing marks. Many obvious connections on the monster's body are undoubtedly the most vulnerable key points on its body, Curt decided to give priority to attacking these positions.

But the subsequent development was beyond Curt's expectations.

When his piercing hand was about to pierce into the monster's throat, the suture suddenly broke open, revealing a row of sharp teeth dripping with saliva from it. Curt looked at the suture in disbelief and turned into a bloody mouth, greeting him with a confident blow into it.

What is this?

The changes in the monster were too incredible, and Curt was stunned. However, his reaction was quite timely. He changed the direction of the attack in an instant, embedding the prick of his fingertips into the monster's jaw. Then he took a step and hit the monster's chest with all his strength.

Gah ah ah ah ah—

The monster suffered a lot and took a few steps back, making a deep howl.

Immediately, part of the slit of its body burst, and several "mouths" of different sizes were opened exactly the same as the one on its neck just now. These "mouths" bared their teeth like intimidation, and the monster's body, which originally felt that it was quite heterogeneous, became even more disgusting under their "arming".

Curt wanted to correct what he said, and these monsters were not "only appearing in nightmares". Just imagining them makes people feel deeply filled with the indescribable madness.

Such a body cannot be touched with his hands rashly. Curt picked up an iron pipe that had just been torn off the body of the car by a monster and held it in his hand, and injected magic power to strengthen it. Although this iron pipe is not as easy as using a long knife, it is only barely enough for combat.

When Curt was preparing his weapon, the monster was facing the direction he was, but he couldn't feel its sight. It grinned its mouth all over its body, panting, and its sticky saliva dripping on the ground. Its head twisted, searching for the enemy's traces seriously.

There must be a limit to being arrogant! Curt wants to complain, and it seems that he has never existed in its corrupt eyes. Curt is not sure about the performance of this monster because he really didn't see him, and he deliberately pretended to be like this to attract him.

After a moment of hesitation, he let go of the opportunity to attack. After the search for nothing, the monster chose to retreat.

He jumped up with his hands on the ground as support. After he landed on the ground, he immediately crawled out of the road, and the speed was a little faster than when he tried to chase the driver a few minutes ago. In an instant, the soil and rocks splashed, and all the obstacles blocking its evacuation road were swept to the side by surprise by it.

While the monster rushed wildly, its mouth was also wide open, which gave people the illusion that they were actually pulling their bodies forward. This monster, which is difficult to describe what it is, is like a rabies, struggling to chase food that is unknown.

The monster's speed of running wildly was too amazing. Curt couldn't catch up with it at all. He could only watch a black shadow pass by and rush into the dense night wilderness.

What's going on with this monster?

He was surprised.
Chapter completed!