Wandering in the world of martial arts

Chapter 103 Starry Night Hunt
After doing all this, Wu Chen took a mouthful of ice sea iron taro, and carefully hid nearby, trying not to make any movement from himself.

After a while, there really was a living dead man slowly approaching here in the darkness.

They seem to have a special sensitivity to dead bodies.

The order to collect the dead bodies should not have been cancelled, so the living dead walked straight towards the head basket step by step.

Because it was dark now and there was no sunlight, the living dead had no scruples and walked straight away from the black mist.

Just when he was about to approach the head basket, he suddenly seemed to notice something, turned his head and looked in one direction, and the next moment, he seemed to want to run away.

But it was too late, Wu Chen had already smashed towards his face with a huge Japanese punch!

boom!
The skull of the living dead was directly dented by a huge force.

In order to keep his head intact so that he can be revived, Wu Chen did not beat him again, but hugged his head with both hands, twisted it with a "click", and directly twisted his head off, and threw it into the head basket inside.

Then, he took the head basket, changed his position, and followed this method to hunt and kill in the same way.

Finally, when he killed the seventh living dead, a system notification sounded.

"The number of camp kills reached 100, and a new information prompt was obtained.

The blood energy of living creatures has a containment effect on the black mist, the stronger and denser the blood energy, the more obvious the containment effect.

The distance to get the next message prompt, 100/150. "

This information is both good news and bad news.

The good news is that there is another way to contain the black mist.

The bad news is for those who are not in the combat group.

Presumably at this time, the camp had already exploded.

Because this shows that even if they are a non-combat group, in order to form a blood-intensive effect, they have to go into battle.

Certainly some people don't want to.

However, this is not Wu Chen's concern, He Xiang, Jing Fei and others will naturally arrange to persuade him.

Anyway, in the end, if they don't want to go, they will definitely not go. Even if they are forced, the people in the combat team will have to force them to go.

Since it was not very dark yet, Wu Chen continued to use this method to hunt and kill the living dead repeatedly.

The living dead have less scruples in the dark night, they are no longer afraid of the sun, and can act wantonly on the edge of the black fog.

In this way, Wu Chen will be happy.

Originally, he planned to kill for a while and go back to sleep, but after thinking about it, he decided not to go back.

Because tomorrow, these living dead will receive new instructions, and they will probably never rush out like this foolishly tonight, so tomorrow they can't use this method to continue hunting.

So even if he stayed up all night tonight, Wu Chen must be able to kill as many as possible.

Time passed slowly.

105...

110...

115...

The number of kills increased steadily, and Wu Chen's points also increased at a visible rate, which made him enjoy it endlessly.

But here's a little hiccup.

It was just that there was a living dead person among them, who reacted a little quickly. As soon as Wu Chen appeared, he reacted quickly and rushed into the black mist.

Seeing that he was too late to catch up, Wu Chen had no choice but to throw out the silver demon hunting knife and shoot the living dead in a hurry.

After being shot by the silver knife, the living dead was still running in, until he ran into the black mist before falling down with a plop.

"You killed a zombie pirate elite, plus 30 points!"

"Add 5 to the number of camp kills!"

Not in the mood for the joy of this unexpected elite kill.

Because the demon hunting silver knife entered the black mist with the living dead, and also fell into the black mist.

If Wu Chen wanted to take out the silver demon hunting knife, he had to enter this black mist.

But his eyes soon became firm.

Because with the continuous killing, most of the information has been unlocked.

There is no one mentioning that the black mist is particularly terrifying, and it will die as soon as it enters.

For a short stay, there should be no problem.

However, it can't just be so rampant.

Wu Chen lit a torch he carried with him, and quickly rushed into the black mist.

As soon as he entered the black mist, Wu Chen felt dizzy for a moment in his brain, and his breathing immediately became a little difficult.

In this black mist, there is a lack of oxygen.

And with his breathing, the black mist around his body penetrated into his body with his inhalation.

Wu Chen immediately stopped breathing, but he couldn't close the pores on his skin.

Bits of black mist poured in through the pores all over his body.

Moreover, the nearby black mist seemed to have smelled some tempting food, and they also swarmed over one after another, which suddenly increased the concentration of black mist in this space.

However, the burning flames in Wu Chen's hands seemed to frighten the black mist, slowing down their infiltration speed.

Wu Chen didn't dare to delay at all, picked up the corpse of the undead elite, and ran away from the black mist.

As soon as he ran out, he immediately gulped and panted violently for a while.

It was as if he had come to heaven from hell.

The oppressive feeling in the black mist is too uncomfortable.

He sat on the ground, rested, and checked his physical condition.

Fortunately.

His brief stay in the black mist didn't seem to have any obvious impact on him.

His physical condition, everything is still normal.

However, there was indeed a bit of black mist that penetrated into his body before, which he saw with his naked eyes, and it has not come out now, which made Wu Chen feel a little more hazy.

But he has no good solution.

The system only gave a way to slowly recover by sunbathing, which can only wait until tomorrow day.

Keep brushing.

Perhaps the 150th kill tip can give more useful information.

Wu Chen pulled himself together and continued to hunt tonight.

Time passed and lasted until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Wu Chen took a look at the camp's kill count and saw that it had reached 138.

As for his own points, he had already reached 1215 points, which could be exchanged for the Demon Hunter Silver Sword.

This increase is quite gratifying, and it made him feel relieved that his hard work all night was not in vain.

At this time, there were only 60 pirates left.

However, after Wu Chen waited for a while, he found that no new living dead had taken the bait.

He thought about it and decided to go back.

After all, he needs to consume ice and sea iron to ambush like this. If the efficiency is too low, it will not be worthwhile, and he is also quite tired.

Before leaving, Wu Chen took another look at the corpses of the living dead.

Since rockets were not used in tonight's hunt, the corpses of the living dead were well preserved and could be resurrected.

Wu Chen thought for a while, but he didn't care about it. He only kept the heads of a few secondary zombies in the basket as spares, and put the rest here as they were, so that they could be moved back and continued to be resurrected.

This can earn you some extra points.

When Wu Chen returned to the camp, the others naturally went to bed early, and when he finished his meditation practice, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and the exhausted he soon fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)