Chapter 24 The wisdom of combat
Lumian's spirit was completely concentrated.
When things really happened, he was not as scared as he was just now, although his body was still a little trembling, but at least he didn't feel like he was about to collapse.
"I should have died five years ago, thanks to Aurore to this day, I have earned five years, what is there to be afraid of?" Lumian gritted his teeth and cheered himself up in his heart.
In the next second, he saw that the already dim light on the floating soil on the surface of the first trap became more and more dim.
A figure came to its side, covering the slight light light that penetrated through the thick fog at high altitude.
The figure was a half-human, half-beast monster carrying a shotgun, its scarlet bloody eyes swept to the ground, and its forward-bent "knees" bent.
After a breath, wearing a dark jacket and muddy trousers, it took off its shotgun, jumped up, and jumped directly over the trap while controlling the height, falling to the solid and cracked ground.
Almost at the same time, it turned its head covered in greasy black hair and looked at the place where some slight movement came from.
Then, seeing a panicked look, it hurriedly got up and tried to hide towards Lumian behind the wall.
In the midst of a low roar, the monster jumped high again and pounced on the target.
It locked the position where Lumian was originally a little outside, so that the opponent would not turn around and take advantage of his unsteady foothold to deliver a fatal blow.
And Lumian disappeared into the wall like a climb.
As soon as the monster landed, the dirt under its feet fell like it couldn't bear the weight.
It couldn't borrow its strength, and followed the dirt and rope nets to the bottom of the deep pit that suddenly appeared.
Plop!
The movement of heavy objects falling to the ground echoed, mixed with a sound like a mouse screaming.
Lumian, who flashed behind the wall, saw this scene, and a strong feeling of joy welled up in his heart uncontrollably.
The first step was successful!
This made most of his remaining fear disappear immediately, and he picked up the steel fork he had placed next to him and ran to the side of the trap.
The tenacious vitality of the skinless monster before left a strong impression on him, and now the target was also a shotgun, so he did not let his body appear above the deep pit, but stopped at a distance and stabbed inside with a steel fork.
Suddenly, the steel fork came to a halt and stopped there.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful force was transmitted to Lumian through the steel fork, forcibly pulling him into the trap.
Lumian was caught off guard and was pulled forward and slid forward.
He didn't care about observing the scene at the bottom of the pit, so he threw away the steel fork, turned his body, and rushed to the side of the wall that had not collapsed.
Bang!
He felt a heavy blow to his back, as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer.
Lumian's throat was sweet, and he felt a noticeable rusty smell rising up.
With a plop, he lost his balance on the ground, rolled several times in a row before regaining control of his body and got up.
Almost at the same time, he saw a half-human, half-beast-like monster jump out of the pit.
It was holding the single-barreled shotgun in its hand, and the jacket on its chest and abdomen was cracked, revealing several hideous wounds that ran through its body, and dark red blood mixed with pale yellow liquid was constantly flowing out, and various internal organs were faintly visible inside.
It was clear that the monster had indeed been seriously injured by Lumian's trap, but it had not yet reached the point of completely losing its ability to fight.
In the process of falling to the bottom of the pit, it should have adjusted its body posture in time, avoided key positions such as the head and chest, and did not cause serious injuries to its legs and arms.
As soon as Lumian saw the other party's appearance, he immediately ran into the ruins of the house beside him without hesitation.
This is not his impromptu idea, but he has planned it in advance.
After all, he was not sure whether the trap could trap the monster, and if so, whether it could directly lose its ability to fight.
If not, the other party is just seriously injured, and Lumian is going to play a game of "hide and seek" with it next.
In other words, use the environment to deal with the target, delay time as much as possible, until it can no longer suppress the injury, and both strength and reaction are significantly reduced.
When the time comes, the opportunity will come.
Bang!
There was another gunshot, and there were more lead in the position where Lumian was standing, and a little dirt splashed up.
After shrinking into a half-collapsed wall, Lumian did not stop, and climbed from the gap in the ruins to the other side with his hands and feet.
Before he could stand up, he heard the sound of wind blowing in mid-air.
The monster jumped over.
Lumian immediately turned around and climbed back to the half-collapsed wall along the gap.
In this way, he took advantage of the special conditions of the many collapsed buildings here, sometimes hiding, sometimes detouring, not directly confronting the monster, but only avoiding the corresponding attacks.
"Hide and seek" is Lumian's strength.
Many times before, after playing pranks, he relied on this ability to escape the fate of being beaten on the spot.
Chasing, fleeing, attacking, and dodging, time passed quickly, and Lumian himself gradually became a little out of breath, and the monster's running speed, jumping height, strength, and reaction were obviously weakened.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, I still can't beat it now...... Lumian hid back in his previous position, leaning against the half-collapsed wall, forcibly controlling the urge to fight back immediately.
Pong! His back hurt again, and he flew forward.
The half-collapsed wall behind him flew and fell completely.
The monster no longer chose to chase around this time, but directly sideways its body and hit the obstacles that blocked it hard.
When it exerted all its strength, the already crumbling half-collapsed wall naturally couldn't bear it.
However, the monster also shed more blood because of this, and the ground was dark red.
Although Lumian did not expect to be "hit" like this, his injuries were not serious, and he reacted quickly enough, rolled over and hid behind the remains of a house made of stones.
Bang!
The shotgun bullets that followed slowed down again.
——After the monster knocked down the wall, it took a lot longer to adjust its posture than before.
It touched the cloth bag hanging from its waist, and when it saw that the bullet was gone, it simply threw away the shotgun and pounced on Lumian.
Lumian changed his position early and continued to catch the mystery.
Of course, he didn't dare to play like this all the time, playing until the other party's injury attacked and he collapsed, this was because he was worried that the monster would run away directly after the situation was serious to a certain extent, and the other was that he was afraid that if the time dragged on too long, other monsters would follow the sound.
After a few more laps, Lumian keenly noticed that the monster's movements seemed a bit difficult.
"Chance!"
His heart moved, and he pretended to flee to the side of a collapsed building.
Then, he stood there, pulled out the other axe behind his back, and adjusted his breathing.
That is, in the blink of an eye, the monster turned around and appeared in front of Lumian's eyes.
Lumian made a quick decision, and while the other party hadn't seen the situation here clearly, he didn't hesitate to pick up the axe and greet him.
He took a step, turned his body sideways, and sank his shoulders, intending to use the "lean" method taught by his sister to knock back the monster, and then slash at its neck with an axe.
Bang!
Lumian bullied between the monster's arms and leaned heavily against its chest.
But this reaction was beyond Lumian's expectations, the other party was like a thick wall, unable to hit it!
"This ......" Lumi tightened his heart, rebounded with the trend, and was about to pounce on the ground and forcibly break away from the opponent's attack range.
At this moment, the monster stretched out a hand as fast as lightning and directly pinched his neck.
How can it be difficult to move in a state that it shows it!
"Oh no, I was deceived!" Lumian's neck hurt, and he was directly lifted up by the monster and hung in mid-air.
A creaking sound sounded, and his head quickly became dizzy.
The axe that was hastily swung out not only failed to hit the target, but was knocked aside.
Lumian finally understood that he had fallen for the monster.
The monster was indeed about to die, but there was still a fight, so it pretended to be weak, inducing itself to attack, no longer hiding, and despised its fighting wisdom.
The monster was really close to its limit, and it couldn't directly pinch Lumian's neck, but this did not affect the overall situation, it would just take a little longer.
In the pain of his neck being broken and his breathing could no longer be connected, Lumian's head began to go dull and almost blank.
Lacuna.
As he was dying, Lumian suddenly thought of the lady's words:
She allowed herself to take advantage of her own special features in this dream.
What is special ...... By taking advantage of the fact that his thoughts were close to empty and free of distracting thoughts, Lumian quickly began to meditate.
The crimson sun instantly appeared in his mind.
Unlike the previous use of meditation to calm emotions, where the sun disappeared immediately as soon as it was completely formed, he tried his best to keep the sun alive.
Soon, the sound that seemed to come from infinite heights and seemed to be ringing in his ears pierced Lumian's head.
Severe pain followed, accompanied by the terrifying feeling that the 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 his breathing could no longer keep up, and his brain began to lack oxygen.
Plop down, and he fell to the ground.
The meditation was interrupted, and the indescribable strange voice disappeared.
But Lumian was still in pain, and he couldn't check the state of his body and confirm the surrounding situation.
It took an unknown amount of time for him to finally recover from that near-death feeling.
Lumian didn't care about checking his neck, supported his hands on the ground, raised his head, and looked forward.
The half-human, half-beast monster was squatting not far away, with his arms propped forward and his head hanging down.
At this time, several penetrating wounds between its chest and abdomen were still dripping with blood mixed with pale yellow liquid, and its body couldn't stop trembling violently.
What happened to it? Were you scared by the kind of "special" I showed? Lumian regained his thoughts, picked up the axe that had fallen next to him, and took a step closer.
He didn't give the monster a chance to recover, held the axe with both hands, and slashed 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 was ruthless, pulled 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 rolled aside.
Its body lasted another second before collapsing.
The whole time, it didn't resist at all, it was always trembling.
In the next second, Lumian's body arched forward, his hands naturally drooping, allowing the blood on the axe to continue to slide off.
Huh, whoosh, whoosh, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
(End of this chapter)