leonardwarren Chapter 12 Lancers have always been lucky...
Chapter 12 Lancers have always been lucky...
"This is....."
The spikes in my hand are as hard as steel, feel more like wood, and have very sharp ends.
Shen Mo didn't recognize what it was at first.
It wasn't until he saw the broken roots on the surface of the spikes that he remembered where the thing came from.
"Drumbeat!!!"
Realizing what he was holding, Shen Mo broke out in a cold sweat.
He quickly looked around and, finding no other thorn drums nearby, was temporarily relieved.
The plant called Spiky Drum is shaped like a ball covered in sharp spikes.
Once mature, the thorn drum will explode, shooting out all its thorns.
These thorns are also the seeds of the thorny drum, which contain a potent poison.
Once it hits its target, whether it's a living creature, a plant, or the ground, it will parasitize it.
Until it grows into a spiky drum, it explodes again...
The spiked drum is also one of the monsters that witchers least want to encounter.
Although the toxicity is not strong, it can still be fatal if it hits a vulnerable area, just like the senior before me...
"Since ancient times, lancers have always had bad luck..."
Shen Mo felt some sympathy for the deceased witcher.
It only had one poisonous thorn on its body, indicating that it was attacked from a distance.
To be hit in the temple from a distance by a thorn drum, without even a chance to save oneself, is truly unlucky...
I cleared away the surrounding vegetation.
Shen Mo took out special kerosene from his backpack and poured it on the demon corpse.
Then take out a lighter and ignite the kerosene.
Flames suddenly erupted, completely engulfing the demon corpse in the blink of an eye.
The demonic corpse, as if made of wax, melted and evaporated rapidly in the fire.
The flames eventually died out as the flames turned into a pile of tiny, salt-like crystals.
This is the Demon Corpse Powder, the quest token for hunting demon corpses...
only......
Why is there no hunting alert?
"Aren't demonic corpses demonic creatures?"
"That shouldn't be the case!"
......
Looking at the demon corpse powder on the ground, waiting to cool down.
Shen Mo was puzzled by the lack of notification from "The Demon Hunter's Handbook".
"It can't be because of..."
With a thought, Shen Mo walked towards the location of the demon corpse's severed hand.
The Witcher's spear lay across the bushes.
There was a hand on the gun barrel, constantly twisting.
There was also a ring on her ring finger, deeply embedded in the swollen flesh.
Shen Mo: "..."
He never expected that he would burn so badly that only one hand remained.
According to the Demon Hunter's Handbook, the demon corpse is still alive.
Is this reasonable?
No wonder no witcher is willing to hunt demon corpses.
This thing is troublesome to deal with, and the remaining demon corpse powder is worthless.
After this experience, even Shen Mo no longer wanted to hunt demonic corpses...
Finally, after burning the severed hand, Shen Mo heard the notification from "The Demon Hunter's Handbook" as he had hoped.
The Tier 1 monster "Demon Corpse" has been added to your roster, rewarding you with 1 point of Constitution attribute enhancement!
[You have hunted a total of 70 monsters. Reward: 1 point of Battle Skill Enhancement!]
[You have hunted down 1 demonic corpse, rewarding you with 1 skill enhancement point!]
......
One point in each of the three enhancements yielded a great deal!
Shen Mo first enhanced his physique by 2 points.
A surge of magical power flowed into his body, completely eliminating the fatigue Shen Mo had just experienced in battle.
The consumed energy has been fully replenished.
Then, Shen Mo consumed 3 skill points to enhance his abilities.
I raised my archery skills to LV8.
He then consumed 3 points of combat skill enhancement to upgrade the combat skill "Sprint" to the level of Sprint 0/4 (proficient).
In the end, Shen Mo kept only 1 point of each of the three enhancement points as a reserve, and his strength increased dramatically as a result.
"Phew—that feels so good!"
Enjoying the feeling of his body becoming stronger, Shen Mo felt a sense of exhilaration.
But now is not the time to enjoy yourself.
After quickly packing up the Demon Corpse Powder, Shen Mo headed towards Mugu City.
It was nearing noon, and Shen Mo needed to return to the Demon Hunter Association before 7 PM to hand in his mission credentials.
The journey is nearly forty kilometers, and time is still very tight.
Shen Mo had a bag of nutritional paste in his mouth.
While consuming the substance, he examined the contents of the demon corpse.
First is the black iron badge, which records the owner's information.
Li Yunpeng
【ID: MG1863】
Address: No. 274 Changning Road, Xiaping District
Phone number: 56****07
......
The Witcher badge is not just for decoration; it also has some functions.
Examples include timekeeping, location tracking, points accumulation, emergency assistance, and alerts.
It can barely be considered ordinary magic equipment.
However, apart from the association, only the individual can infuse magic to activate and use the badge...
"Li Yunpeng..."
Putting away the black iron badge, Shen Mo opened the wallet in the demon corpse's arms.
Inside was a savings card from Shenzhou Union Bank and Li Yunpeng's Witcher license.
There was also a stack of Allied coins, estimated to be four or five hundred.
But Shen Mo's gaze was drawn to the photo inside the wallet's transparent compartment.
That's a family photo of five.
The woman had a gentle demeanor, was simply dressed, and had a smile on her face.
The young girl stood tall and graceful, youthful and beautiful, with a hint of heroism in her eyes.
There were two other boys, one pouting with a wronged look on his face, and the other pouting with a defiant expression.
My older sister pressed my head down so I could stand still.
They look like twins.
As for the man in the photo, he looks exactly like the demonic corpse...
"Sigh~"
Shen Mo sighed inwardly and put the wallet away.
Even the joy of completing the trial had faded somewhat.
The end is near for Fuli.
But Shen Mo was, after all, a person who had traveled from civilized society.
Although I am actively adapting to this world.
But seeing such a thing still evokes a sense of melancholy.
"Even though they're not doing so well themselves, they can't stand seeing others suffer..."
Shen Mo chuckled self-deprecatingly and put the charred ring, which he had originally intended to throw away, into his wallet.
He then composed himself and hurried on his way...
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Outside the western part of Mugu City.
A group of several people hid in the trenches of the abandoned fortress.
The burly man at the head of the group, while wiping his pistol, impatiently asked Kang Wei beside him:
"Damn it, how much longer do we have to wait?"
"Don't worry, big brother!"
Kang Wei, his face bruised and swollen, carefully explained:
"It's only a little past five o'clock, no one would be heading into town this early!"
The man was still worried and asked, "What if the person you're talking about doesn't enter the city from this side?"
Upon hearing this, Kang Wei explained:
"A demonic tide has broken out in the south."
If that kid comes back, he'll definitely enter the city from this side.
He can't possibly take a huge detour through the north gate!
The burly man, upon hearing this, also felt there was some truth to it, but still spoke in an unfriendly tone:
"You better pray we don't wait in vain."
Moreover, one can gain something from it.
Otherwise... heh heh!
Upon hearing this, Kang Wei's face fell, and he felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.
Because everything was looted, he returned to Mugu City early this morning, hoping to get some supplies.
Before they even entered the city, they were captured by these thugs.
After being brutally beaten, he learned that one of the people he had beaten the night before was an informant for these robbers.
In order to avoid being sent to the black market butcher shop, Kang Wei cried and begged the bandit leader that he knew of a fat sheep.
After repeatedly exaggerating the target's wealth and belittling his strength, they finally persuaded the bandit leader to let him go temporarily.
Then they lay in ambush in this abandoned fortress in the western suburbs, waiting for their target to arrive.
Sensing the bandits' hostile gazes, Kang Wei silently prayed.
Shen Mo, you've made me suffer so much!
You absolutely have to come!!!