Chapter 751 - 751 562 In the name of the Demon King slay like mowing
Chapter 751: [562] In the name of the Demon King, slay like mowing down weeds! (Seeking monthly passes and subscriptions)_1 Chapter 751: [562] In the name of the Demon King, slay like mowing down weeds! (Seeking monthly passes and subscriptions)_1 As soon as Ghost Fang heard the noise, he immediately shone his flashlight over and saw a red-brown tent flap up with the cold wind, revealing a broken piece of mirror.
Through the mirror, he could clearly see two pale, withered thighs wearing tactical boots.
As Ghost Fang went deeper.
He saw that the owner of the tactical boots was a woman whose face was completely rotted away, with a huge hole in her upper body and traces of her armor being bitten through as well.
The slight sound came from under the woman’s gruesome ribs.
It was a rat as big as an adult hunting dog, with bloody patterns on its back and a tail as thick as an adult’s finger, currently nibbling on the corpse with relish.
“It’s a Demon Rat, be careful! Seeing one Demon Rat might mean there are possibly hundreds or thousands more!” Ghost Fang just warned in a low voice.
In the room, the giant Demon Rat suddenly twisted its head to look over, its eyes blood-red and filled with violence, with thick blood oozing continuously from its mouth and several black whiskers fluttering in the wind.
Its eyeballs rolled around.
It seemed to recognize that it was not a match for so many human beings and suddenly turned around, darting towards the shadows of the walls.
But before it could escape.
Hai Qing moved swiftly to restrain the Demon Rat, “Above us, they told us to capture as many of the creatures here as possible. The Demon Rat should be included, right?”
She looked toward Pei Jinye.
Pei Jinye nodded, “Catch.”
Hai Qing made her move, quickly enveloping the Demon Rat and tossing it into a storage bag.
Pei Jinye glanced at her storage bag.
Noting it wasn’t as large as his, he withdrew his gaze.
His eyes shifted, landing on the woman wearing armor on one side, whose clothes underneath were already torn…
A curtain hanging to the side fluttered back and forth in front of her with the wind, her chest flesh stiff and gnawed beyond recognition, one could even see the notch on half a heart.
“There’s a sword wound in her chest, she must have been dead for some years,” Ghost Fang said after a moment of silence.
Hai Qing stepped forward to pull down the curtain and covered it over the woman’s body.
“Burn it,” Pei Jinye said.
Hai Qing looked over.
Pei Jinye indicated, “Look at her fingernails, they have become sharp spikes. Without a doubt, this body has been contaminated. Not wanting to affect the outside, burn her. This room needs to be dealt with as well.”