The Venerable Monster Tamer Chapter 8 Part2

“Hey, you're so generous.” The bearded guy glanced at the triangular eye guy, and his own Distiller Dog. The latter was bruised, its tongue stuck out, breathing heavily. The blood on its body had condensed into black goo, and the dog's hair was sticking together.

The bearded guy also had a healing pill, but he was reluctant to use it unless he had to.

“f.u.c.k, if we meet more monsters on the road next time, to catch that stinky boy, I'll be forced to use my healing pill!”

An emaciated light was transmitted through the beard's eyes. After accepting the task, he originally thought it would be extremely stable and easy. But things went beyond his expectations. Now that Chu Yun's shadow has not been seen, his side was already worn out.

“Keep chasing! After catching that kid, this one will cut off his finger, cut his d*ck, and cut off his two legs!” The more the bearded guy thought, the angrier he became. He was a monster tamer, hundreds of people lost their lives by his hands, but tonight, just because of a young boy with a milky smell, his situation became so embarra.s.sing.

The triangular eye guy and others had the same depression in their heart. Normally, each one of them could torture Chu Yun to death. But in this forest, they repeatedly suffered, and the lives of the two companions were lost in the paws of wild monsters. It really made them feel aggrieved!

Under the control of angry emotions, the eight big men could not help speeding up the pace, the speed gradually increased, and they gradually approached toward Chu Yun.

“It's here, the Phantom Scorpion Bat's territory!” According to the memory of previous lives, Chu Yun came here. He immediately slowed his pace, held his breath, and looked dignified.

Almost all monsters, regardless of individual or group, had the concept of territory. The stronger the monster, the larger the territory. In the memory of Chu Yun, the Phantom Scorpion Bat was the strongest monster in this small forest. It had an apt.i.tude of 19 Years!

The wind shuttled here, bringing a cold that never existed elsewhere, which caused Chu Yun to shiver. To ensure safety, he stopped and took out the second pack of odorless powder, then sprinkled it all over his body.

Odorless powder, as its name suggests, was a powder that masked the user's scent. If a monster tamer had no monster with invisible spell around, it's an indispensable thing for traveling and searching for secrets.

“I consumed two packs of odorless powder so quickly, I hope this Phantom Scorpion Bat will not disappoint me.” Chu Yun's heart was so heavy, he didn't know how much the strength of the people behind was weakened, but he was certain that the other party must have at least one healing pill.

The Phantom Scorpion Bat was the strongest monster in this area. If even it couldn't block the other party, then Chu Yun had no trick left.

He used up all the odorless powder in his hand, and squeezed the wrapping paper into a ball and place it in a prominent place. Then he made a big fuss in the vicinity, remove and hide his real traces, created obvious false traces that went deeper into the territory.

He was careful, his nerves were almost tense! During the whole process, he did his best to restrain his sound. After half an hour, he exhaled a long breath as everything was done. He was so tired that he collapsed, his body curled up inside a hollow dead tree trunk, almost fell asleep.

Not only his body tired but also his heart. The Phantom Scorpion Bat was likely coming out to hunt tonight. If it found him, then Chu Yun would surely die.

He could even imagine that once he was killed by the Phantom Scorpion Bat, everyone behind him saw his corpse, they would laugh like crazy. This was pure too dumb to live!

Fortunately, he inherited the luck of the previous life and, with his own care, did not let the Phantom Scorpion Bat discover.

The deadwood trunk was humid and sultry, the s.p.a.ce was narrow, and the air was limited. Coupled with tiredness, after hiding here for a while, he felt hot and sweaty. Fortunately, the odorless powder constantly absorbed his sweat.

No one was willing to curl up, clumped together, trapped in a cramped s.p.a.ce. Chu Yun felt extraordinarily uncomfortable, and even more terribly, waves of sleep seemed to flood him.

With sweat stains on his face, his eyelids were as heavy as hanging two scales, opening and closing the room, and the vision gradually blurred.

Be patient! Hold onto it! I can't sleep!

    Once I fall asleep, I will lose my initiative and be slaughtered.

A voice kept echoing in Chu Yun's mind. Chu Yun relied on the tenacious will to fight against the Sandman. However, he was too tired, his body was not fully developed, and he had already exhausted his power to fight against his powerful enemies. The Sandman's power was manifested, and his sleepiness was like a tsunami, which drowned his consciousness in an instant.

Can't sleep, persist, persist …

Taking advantage of the last remaining wisdom, Chu Yun held his left hand on the machete, and suddenly he was sober!

The pain pa.s.sed clearly. When the left hand was pulled back, there was already a wound on the palm. The wound was not serious, but the blood was dripping.

Chu Yun gritted his teeth and pulled out a packet of medicine, tore it and applied the powder wound medicine to the wound. Suddenly he felt a sore and tingling pain, and the blood flow stopped.

The drowsiness faded. The darkness was covering the deadwood, but it couldn't hide Chu Yun's bright eyes!

He focused and listened, and after a while, he heard heavy footsteps.

He immediately felt a shock in his heart, knowing that it was the powerful enemy that came after him. As the footsteps were getting closer, mixed with a beard scolding and grinning, his heart began to beat faster and his nose became thicker.