Chapter 075 Hand-to-hand combat!

The hunters have a simple way of life – they eat whatever they hunt.

They never think about farming or staying in one place, but wander the wasteland, looking for food nearby, and if they can’t find food, then the companions around them are the best food.

The original hunters were just a group of fleeing human exiles, and in the wasteland full of alien races, humans seemed weak and helpless, they wailed and groaned, begged for help, but all the alien races rejected them, mocked them, and even killed them for fun.

After they have experienced devastation, pain, and torture, finally someone breaks out, they no longer pray for the help of aliens, but find a way to hunt aliens, lack of supplies, then steal, rob, lack food, then kill, eat alive those aliens who mock them!

Many displaced people die, but there are always some who survive, evolve, become stronger, more crazy, and continue from generation to generation, forming the current hunters, who are predatory, crazy about killing, and have no place to live, they are the cancer of the wasteland, even foreign races fear them.

The Hunters admit that their ancestors are human, but they do not recognize themselves as human beings now, they consider themselves to be beyond human beings, because when they were humans, everyone laughed at them, drove them away, slaughtered them, but now they don’t.

In fact, the appearance of the Hunter Clan is also very different from that of humans, otherwise Li Ziyu would not define them as sub-humans.

Repeatedly sharpened and evolved, the form of the Hunter is more convenient for moving in the wasteland.

Their bodies are slender, as if they are covered in skin, but in fact under the skin are hard muscles like stones, which gives them strong explosive power, long legs and long hands, making them more adept at running, in order to increase their combat effectiveness, they grow claws, and their teeth become sharp, like wild beasts.

In order to survive, their stomach and intestines can adapt to raw meat, various parasites, viruses, toxins have almost no effect on them, weapons come from the enemy, they do not plunder the enemy’s weapons, but use the enemy’s bones as weapons, select the hardest bones on the enemy’s body, through chiseling, grinding, to create the utensils they need.

As a cancer on the wasteland land, other tribes are taboo about them, and even the lizardmen, goblins and other tribes will avoid them, not wanting to have conflicts, all because they are too crazy.

The attack of the hunters is extremely fast, after discovering the prey, they will land on all fours, suddenly burst out of powerful force, approach the prey at a very fast speed, and rush to the undead fortress, like a black line, straight rush to kill.

They took off the rattan rope and grass rope wrapped around their bodies, tied stones, bones, etc. in a section of the rope, and after two circles in the air, threw themselves into the fortress, stones, bones stuck in the gap, the hunters pulled the rope closer and climbed upward.

Some of the hunters stopped in the distance, took out their bows and arrows, and fired arrows at the fortress to cover the climbing tribesmen.

Usually such an attack is very useful, but unfortunately, they seem to ignore that the object of this attack is the undead, a group of existence without pain, no fear, fearless death, the damage of arrows to the undead can be said to be negligible, the undead decomposed from the building, do not care about the arrows at all, and aim their weapons at the hunters who climbed up.

These guys climbed extremely fast, like a combination of geckos and frogs, quickly climbed a few times, and then jumped up for a while, and the first hunter had already rushed to the fortress as soon as the undead appeared.

“They’re coming!”

Seeing the hunters who jumped on the fortress, the minotaur suddenly exclaimed.

Before the voice fell, the three undead had already greeted it, and the undead who hit the head, without hesitation, swung the bone knife and cut over, the bone knife seemed to be cut on the leather armor, hard and tough, and when the knife went down, it didn’t cut the skin of the hunter.

Gifted bast!

After a long period of evolution, the hunters are not only an increase in strength and speed, their defense is also outstanding, their skin has long been different from normal humans, they have become tough, even if they don’t wear any equipment, they have defensive power.

The hunter looked down at the location of the cut, and then looked up at the undead holding the bone knife in front of him, with a sinister smile on his face, since you can’t cut me, then you’re finished.

Just as he was about to return fire with his weapon, two spears and spears stabbed one left and one right, and the hunters did not come, but their skin was covered with layers of fine waves, which were extremely fine scales.

Talent and fine scales!

Whether it is bast or fine scales, it is a passive defense, and for the hunters, it is as simple as eating and talking.

But even if there is an extra layer of fine scales on the skin, the spear gun still stabbed into his ribs fiercely, the undead don’t say anything else, the power is still very large, and this time the hunter failed to prevent it.

“Eh!”

He let out a cry of pain, but did not die, but struggled to swing the sickle-like weapon in his hand, frantically trying to attack the undead holding the bone knife in front of him, and before he could touch the undead, his feet left the ground and were forked by two undead with spears and guns.

Sticky and bloody poisonous blood flowed down the barrel of the gun, and the two undead very calmly carried the hunter to the edge of the fortress, shook it vigorously, and threw him off the fortress.

The headhunters, who had nowhere to borrow, descended from the air and splashed dust on the ground.

As the first Hunter ascended the fortress, more Headhunters also killed and mixed with the undead, and the entire platform continued to shout and kill.

The bullheads of the Tabu tribe did not dodge this time, but picked up the totem pole and guarded the tribe, vigilantly watching those hunters, ready to participate in battle at any time.

Mu Mu said that they can’t shrink behind the undead forever, they can’t hide in every battle, they are minotaurs, not gophers, they have strength, and their ancestors have also been famous for a while.

When the battle comes, you can choose not to rush to kill, but you must not become a burden for the undead.

Otherwise, sooner or later, they will be abandoned!

So this time, the Minotaurs did not dodge, but chose to stand side by side with the undead, and if the Hunters rushed over, they would use the totem pole to tell these guys that we are not easy to mess with!

Li Ziyu, who was standing at the window of the main building, saw the minotaurs gathered together, picked up weapons, raised his eyebrows, and a smile leaked on his face, appearing very satisfied.

This is right, there are difficulties, you have to face them together, this is the ally, every time it is my undead who contribute alone, raising a group of you who can’t do anything, how is it possible, I’m not your parents.

No matter how big or small the strength, as long as you dare to fight together, you are good friends and good comrades-in-arms.

Immediately, his gaze shifted to the hunter, the smile disappeared, replaced by helplessness, and rubbed his temples.

These guys really surprised him, but he didn’t expect that the speed of the charge was so fast, and he rushed to the fortress platform at once, as if he had done it many times before, miscalculated, originally thought of using the height of the fortress, to fight high and low, this time good, people rushed up, directly skipped the siege step, and opened a hand-to-hand battle.

However, it doesn’t matter, he believes in his undead, no matter how bad it is, he has a more powerful bone warrior, the bone bull demon.



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