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Chapter 44 Battle Against the Drought Demon
For ordinary people, the drought demon is an absolutely invincible force.
Even if someone manages to shoot the drought demon with modern firearms, they will ultimately die from its poison.
When Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie went into the tomb, it wasn't that they couldn't defeat the drought demon.
It's because the drought demon produces a strong corpse poison after it dies, leaving no vegetation within a radius of several kilometers.
This is also the origin of the legend that when the drought demon appears, the land is scorched for thousands of miles.
After enchanting the Zhanlu sword with his blood, Cheng Feng flicked his wrist and thrust the sword into the abdomen of the strange corpse.
Suddenly, a hairy white arm ripped open the abdomen and grabbed Zhanlu in its hand.
A piercing screech rang out.
The drought demon retracted its arm in pain, and the next second it suddenly burst out of its abdomen, splashing up a large amount of incredibly foul-smelling corpse fluid.
"A biological attack!"
Cheng Feng kicked the coffin, using the force to fly backward.
He didn't want to bathe in this stinky water that had been soaking for hundreds of years.
Cheng Feng's dodge gave the drought demon an opportunity, and under the cover of the foul water, it rushed towards Cheng Feng like lightning.
Cheng Feng raised the Zhanlu sword, its tip pointing directly at the direction the drought demon was coming from, waiting for it to string together like candied hawthorns.
At the critical moment, Hanba stepped on the surface of Zhanlu sword to dodge the attack, and at the same time swung his hand to grab Cheng Feng's face.
Cheng Feng executed a bridge maneuver while simultaneously raising his right leg and delivering a heavy kick to the drought demon's back.
With a heavy blow, the drought demon slammed into the wall, leaving a clear mark on the blue bricks.
"This thing truly lives up to its legendary name, the drought demon; its speed is outrageous."
The speed at which the drought demon charged forward was probably just a white line in the eyes of an ordinary person.
Moreover, even if they see it, they have no chance to react in time and will ultimately be killed in one move.
The drought demon stood up from the ground, seemingly quite wary of Cheng Feng, and did not launch an attack immediately.
Cheng Feng then got a clear look at the drought demon.
It was about 1.3 to 1.4 meters tall, covered in snow-white fur, and had sharp claws on its fingers and toes.
It has slender limbs, a small body, distinct facial features, black fangs in its mouth, and foul-smelling saliva.
If you get bitten by this thing, even a god couldn't save you.
roar~
The small, thin drought demon let out a roar that sounded like a dragon and a tiger, and the shockwave brought a stench that made Cheng Feng feel a little dizzy.
"You little dwarf attacked me with poison gas, I'll kill you!"
Enraged, Cheng Feng grabbed his sword and charged at the drought demon.
Both the human and the monster were agile and intent on killing each other. Their exchange lasted only a few seconds.
Cheng Feng had several more wounds on his body, and the blood that flowed out at first was black.
It was filled with corpse poison, but the poison didn't penetrate very deep before it was expelled from the body by the power in the blood.
The drought demon fared even worse; Cheng Feng chopped off half of its arm, and if it weren't for its tough bones, it would have fallen off by now.
Enduring the burning sensation of Cheng Feng's blood, the drought demon flipped over and leaped onto the wall.
Like a gecko, it crawled around, trying to find an opportunity to kill Cheng Feng with a single blow.
Cheng Feng then dabbed the blood from his wound with his hand and pointed it at the drought demon.
A few drops of blood flew from the fingertip.
The drought demon was extremely wary of Cheng Feng's blood, so it leaped off the wall and landed on the edge of the coffin.
Cheng Feng's sword followed him like a shadow, and the drought demon had no time to escape, so it could only use its arms to block.
Click
The arm that Cheng Feng had previously injured could no longer support itself and was severed.
The drought demon, having lost an arm, was gushing out large amounts of poisonous mist from its wound. Cheng Feng's pupils contracted; he knew there was no time to lose.
Looking down at the drought demon's neck, this time the drought demon didn't escape; having lost its arm, it also lost its balance.
With a clang, the sword, as expected, got stuck in the drought demon's neck bone.
Cheng Feng loosened his grip on the sword, then lunged forward, ignoring the foul water, and grabbed the drought demon's head, pressing it down.
Then, he used all his strength to smash his elbow down on the drought demon's neck.
Click,
The drought demon's neck twisted into a "7" shape the instant it heard the system notification sound.
Cheng Feng opened the imaginary space and threw the drought demon inside; if he had been a second slower, the poisonous gas would have exploded.
"Ugh~ It stinks! I need to go wash up right away, it's disgusting!"
Cheng Feng shook his hand in disgust. The drought demon was covered in grease, not only slippery but also smelling disgusting.
Cheng Feng felt that he had not only suffered physical trauma, but also suffered a significant psychological blow.
"Damn it, the mechanism has locked the door right now, what a bad year!"
Because of the mechanism's operation, the original exit area has now become a solid wall.
Cheng Feng's plan to find a place to wash up was thwarted.
Meanwhile, Wu Sansheng and his two companions hid on a path that was the only way to the main tomb.
An average person could easily touch the walls by stretching out their arms; it took the two of them a lot of effort.
They led Qi Yu to the top of the narrow wall; this space had been designed in advance.
It was a path to survival that Wang Zanghai deliberately left for those who came after him.
They left Qi Yu aside and rested while breathing heavily.
Being chased by the Pure Vision Agama all the way, jumping up and down, and even carrying someone to climb high walls, it takes great physical strength to persevere.
"Damn it, did that guy surnamed Cheng bring a snake pit here? There are snakes everywhere!"
Wu Sansheng was somewhat overwhelmed. With so many snakes, let alone carrying out the plan, they would have a hard time even getting out.
At this moment, Jie Lianhuan needed to calm down. He pulled out his dagger and stabbed Qi Yu in the thigh.
After the blood gushed out, he dipped his finger in the blood and began writing on the wall.
"Wu Sanxing killed me; I will die with my eyes wide open in disbelief—Jie Lianhuan"
"Old Jie, neither of us is sure we'll make it out of here, and you still pull this stunt!"
Wu Sansheng, finding humor in his predicament, quipped.
Jie Lianhuan first gave Qi Yu a quick bandage, then said:
"This should be the escape route left by the tomb's owner; there should be a secret passage leading out of the underwater tomb."
Wu Sansheng believed Xie Lianhuan's guess; Xie Lianhuan had been exceptionally intelligent since childhood.
Moreover, the Xie family was on good terms with Er Yuehong and learned a lot from him.
They knew more about the layout and mechanisms inside the tomb than the Wu family did.
After catching their breath, the two dared not delay and began searching for a way to survive, dragging Qi Yu along as a burden.
Jie Lianhuan's guess was accurate; the two of them did indeed find a way to leave.
However, the oxygen cylinders were left in a tomb chamber, and there was still a great risk in getting out from there.
"Old Jie, why don't I take over the next step of the plan? My swimming skills are worse than yours, so the risk will be lower."
Standing in front of the departing organization, Wu Sansheng made a suggestion.
After hearing this, Jie Lianhuan shook his head: "No, I'm not as cunning as you. There's a mute guy named Zhang in the archaeological team, and he's not someone to mess with."
"You little rascal, even at a time like this you still can't resist teasing me."
Knowing Xie Lianhuan's temperament, Wu Sansheng didn't say anything more, only offering his best wishes.
Then, without hesitation, he turned and left.