Chapter 25: courage

Headshot, but the silly monster leader is still dead!
Zhou Qingfeng's cold sweat came out.
Todd falls, unable to fight again. The old gnome is a witch doctor, and two ordinary silt monsters have forced him out of the bottom of the box. The villagers around fled and no one came to help.
The danger is approaching and you can only rely on yourself.
Sirek also knew the situation was dangerous, and reminded him: "Boy, the paralytic poison is working. But this big reptile is very strong and needs at least 20 breaths to bring it down. You run fast and it can't catch up you."
Twenty breaths, almost one minute.
In the fight of life and death in seconds, this time is not short.
Zhou Qingfeng brushed out his fine stinger, but stood still. He shouted, "I'm running, what's Todd doing? He has an injured leg and can't move it."
"You are really selfless, but you will die if you don't run, and you can save this barbarian?"
"I am selfish and extremely selfish. Because I know very well that I can only live a few more days if I run away?"
"You have a problem in your head. Don't drag me down if you want to die. Let me go. I don't want to be with you idiot."
"Do you like me to be with you? You mentally hairy god."
Cyric urged Zhou Qingfeng to run fast, but as long as the run was absolutely safe, Zhou Qingfeng could not survive. One person and one are taunting and swearing at each other.
The silt monster's leader is just four or five meters away, and his teeth are dancing. This monster was not badly injured by lightning, but with strong self-healing ability, the festering flesh is constantly wriggling. It opened its mouth and snapped the crossbow it shot into, hissing and roaring.
Zhou Qingfeng was holding a stinger, trying to delay the time to drive the monster away from Todd. But the silt leader knew very well that it made a mocking quack and rushed directly to the barbarian who fell to the ground, opening his mouth to bite the big head.
Todd fell to the ground panting, raising his fist to wait for his final dignity.
But Zhou Qingfeng, who was just holding a fine-stabbed sword, bucked the trend. He gave a cry of desperation, exerted his agility to the extreme, avoided the monster's head, and jumped onto his back.
With both feet, Zhou Qingfeng felt that the skin of this giant monster was extremely slippery, not to mention that it was still exercising vigorously, and its back was not stable at all. His posture was unstable, and the fine-stabbed sword in his hand pierced down, penetrating through the monster's flesh healing.
This blow made the Mud Chief's collar sore, it stopped just one step away from Todd, and began to violently toss. Zhou Qingfeng did not leave the monster's back after a piercing blow, and he stayed.
The monster's back is too slippery and unstable?
Zhou Qingfeng simply got down, grabbed the handle of the sword and stuck it to the back of the silt monster's head. In order to obtain greater stability, he also held a crossbow into the festering flesh behind the neck of the silt monster, thereby fixing himself.
No matter how cunning the silt leader is, he did not expect Zhou Qingfeng to make such a risky move, this is his life. It kept twirling and writhing, strenuous movement, it was unable to lift the enemy behind.
The monster tried to twist his head and bite, but no matter how his head twisted. Even if the opponent's head is close to its mouth, it won't bite.
Zhou Qingfeng even used his teeth, biting the muddy monster's head and neck and slipping the stinky epidermis. His bravery and courage not only completely angered the monsters, but also greatly inspired the morale of the barbarians.
Todd was waiting to die, but saw the possibility of victory the next second.
In the face of the monster in front of him, Zhou Qingfeng can rise up fearlessly. Barbarians who have no reason to fear life and death will be timid.
Tod's soaring pride exploded with a burst of roar, slammed his fist with all his strength, and smashed into the ugly head of the silt head.
Barbarians are used to wearing metal gloves, their fists are very hard. This critical hit passed, and the monster's head was hit with flying blood.
His cracked mouth was about to turn over to Zhou Qingfeng, but at the moment he made a painful whine, and several teeth were broken and broken.
As soon as he punched out, Todd shouted, "Damn stupid, I'm not dead yet. To kill my friend, you must turn me into a corpse."
After talking about the barbaric madness, he punched a few more punches, and the monsters that flew were flying wildly. After a few punches, he even stretched out his sturdy arm, holding the sarcoma-like head of the silt monster's head directly and pressing it to the ground.
The horrible mouth was still opening and closing, so Todd simply pressed his entire body up, pressed the monster with his weight, and pressed the sarcoma-like monster's head into the sand, and continued to apply violence. beat.
"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!" Desperate Todd beat while also shouting, he soon layer of meat sauce on the glove, proved another powerful monsters have time to misfortune.
Zhou Qingfeng finally got down from the back of the silt monster leader. He ran to the side, picked up the crossbow that had just been dropped, and rewinded.
On the other side, two ordinary silt monsters have long been out of the trouble caused by greasy art, and are now fighting several old zombies and skeletons to fight with Old Borg.
The bald dwarf tried everything, but couldn't stop the two monsters from attacking, and yelled anxiously, until a crossbow shot from a dozen meters away.
Crossbow failed to shoot through the defenses of ordinary silt monsters, leaving only a small opening on the slippery surface. The blow caught the monster's attention, and when he turned around to see it, he found that his boss was being beaten severely, and even he was hit with no power.
Zhou Qingfeng also made himself dirty, covered with the smell of stinky mud on the head of the muddy monster. He opened his mouth and spit, and he still had half a monster skin with blood in his mouth.
In the life and death fight, Zhou Qingfeng's blood was stimulated, and the fear of monsters subsided greatly. He can still calmly wind up now, cursing in his mouth, "Wow, you want to kill me? I'll kill you first, and see who is more powerful!"
I blame that pitiful brain on the mud, never encountered a human who is not afraid of himself, let alone a human who dares to resist or even kill. Zhou Qingfeng stood not far away, but the aggressive posture made the mud monster hesitate.
Twenty breaths passed.
The silt leader struggled from the beginning, twisted constantly, and soon became weak or even stiff. It occasionally lifts Todd, who can hold him down, but the range of jacking continues to decrease until it finally stops.
Mud monsters are still alive, not dead. The paralytic poison acts directly on the monster's nerves. Even if they are alive, they will gradually die from respiratory failure.
The silt monster first shot by Zhou Qingfeng has fallen, and his body is stiff. Now the boss is also dead, and there is no sound. The remaining two silt monsters began to feel fear, and one of them was hit by a crossbow, and their movement became slow.
They finally understood that today they encountered an enemy that was difficult to deal with.
When he realized that he was in danger, the two remaining mud monsters immediately turned around and ran away, and one of them was running slower and slower. They don't have any dignity at all. They could have made them fear the strong. These humans look very bad, especially the one with a light crossbow.
When the monster fled, the tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated.
The old gnome sighed. Although the battle was not long, it was extremely dangerous. He would relax and feel tired and want to sit on the ground.
Zhou Qingfeng controlled the audience at this moment, his eyes almost blooded. He shouted, "Old Borg, come here. Todd needs treatment. He seems to be poisoned."
This throat shocked the old witch doctor, but ran obediently to check on the wounds of the barbarian.
Todd was still holding the sarcoma head of the silt monster's head, but his face was dark and his consciousness became unconscious. Old Borg turned him over, pulled out the small knife he had with him, cut the barbarian's pants, and cut a knife directly on the wound.
The blood, like thick black ink, came out.
The dwarf witch doctor carried the wounded medicine with him, applied it orally to the barbarians, and called a few villagers to get a stretcher.
Zhou Qingfeng stood aside and heard the screams coming from the swamp.
The two silt monsters that had just escaped were about to fall. But the other man was attacking the man as a bait, biting the poor guy desperately, venting his anger.
But this can no longer be frightening.
The villagers of Heinuma Village looked stunned, unconsciously moved closer to Zhou Qingfeng, looking at this magical boy
For the first time, they no longer fear to devour their own monsters. Even the poor bait was screaming with dying blood, blood dripping, and limbs broken. But everyone knew that it was just the monster's last murder.
Weak humans never lack courage and confidence, as evidenced by the bodies of countless monsters.