After the idea of the Rune Mosquito Extermination failed, Wen Wen posted a bounty task at the Foundation’s research institute to study how to reduce the number of mosquitoes.
He himself was no longer troubled by mosquitoes, but still, many ordinary people suffered greatly, with nearly a million people in the Federation dying each year from mosquito-borne diseases!
Therefore, the threat mosquitoes pose to humans is no less than that of so vicious monsters.
Wen Wen’s bounty for clearing mosquitoes wasn’t for his own personal vendetta, but to save innocent lives!
Hmm... When he issued the task, Wen Wen said this, but in reality, he simply hated mosquitoes as a species.
Unfortunately, up till now, the Foundation’s research institute hasn’t given him a satisfactory answer.
Now the weather had cooled, and it wasn’t the season for mosquitoes to be active, but Wen Wen still felt sowhat uncomfortable hearing that sound.
Moreover, the sound of this mosquito was excessively loud, much like hearing the buzzing of mosquito wings next to your ear when you’re playing on your phone in the dark at midnight.
When Wen Wen turned his head, he was startled to see a mosquito flying toward him, with a wingspan close to one ter.
It seed this thing regarded Wen Wen as a sumptuous al.
"Mosquitoes, inherently wicked creatures, whoever created such a giant mosquito is even more unforgivable... Just wait, I’ll definitely kill you!"
A cruel smile appeared on Wen Wen’s face, as chains imdiately captured the mosquito, dragging it to his side.
He wanted to cut off the wings of this mosquito, saw off its proboscis, he wanted to...
"Ugh..."
Wen Wen abandoned his malicious thoughts; the mosquito magnified to this extent was just too disgusting.
Especially its nurous compound eyes, which seed like tiny grapes neatly attached to a hemispherical surface...
"I’ll leave it to you."
Three Cubs climbed down from Wen Wen’s shoulder, his mouth enlarged several tis, swallowing the mosquito whole, and after finishing, smacked his lips. The mosquito was deliciously juicy, getting tastier with each chew.
However, after it finished eating, Wen Wen wouldn’t let it lie on his neck anymore, but directly stuffed it into his pocket.
After eating sothing so disgusting, it needed a bath before it could lie on Wen Wen’s shoulder again.
After dealing with the mosquito, Wen Wen gazed solemnly in a certain direction.
"That little creature probably wanted to lure here, let see what’s really here..."
Wen Wen spread out his perception and imdiately sensed a demonic aura, so he flew directly in that direction.
Little did he expect, the first scene he saw forced him to take action.
...
When these demons appeared, Du Kedan felt his scalp tingle with fear.
Three skinless monsters appeared, though their aura wasn’t strong, the other demon hunters he brought along found it tough to handle so many tentacle monsters simultaneously.
And the tentacle monsters beneath Conehead Dad and Hamrhead Son were already at disaster level. If these two monsters also stepped in, there was no way Du Kedan’s subordinates could hold up.
But these monsters were still not the biggest problem; the real issue was Conehead and Hamrhead, both high-order level Great Demons!
Upon seeing these two guys appear, Du Kedan knew he was dood this ti, realizing that this should be a trap targeting them demon hunters.
Hamrhead Son licked his lips: "Young ones, go take care of these brothers and sisters."
As soon as he finished speaking, more than thirty red-skinned tentacle monsters surged out, while the two disaster-level ones slowly advanced in this direction.
Nurous toothed tentacles lashed out like whips, creating a terrifying scene that made one’s blood run cold.
"This ti we’re dood; you guys retreat first,"
Du Kedan roared, flashing his two long blades to cut several tentacle monsters into pieces, then he charged through the blockade of these tentacle monsters, slicing towards Conehead and Hamrhead.
Now, the only one who could play a delaying role was Du Kedan himself, so he had no choice but to do so.
The other five demon hunters didn’t waste the ti that Big Beard bought with his life for them to escape, scattering in five different directions, avoiding any lodramatic departure scene of staying and dying together.
Hamrhead Son smirked disdainfully, standing still as the silver Demon Slaying Blade struck his skull, the impact slightly numbing Du Kedan’s hand, but Hamrhead Son didn’t lose a single hair.
"My skull is an incomparably mighty Divine Hamr, trying to cut with a blade is like an egg hitting a rock!"
But Du Kedan didn’t retreat; he continued to confront the two demons head-on, buying ti for the others to escape.
The Scar-faced demon hunter also stopped, standing defensively in front of the remaining four teammates, clenched his fist, and punched the ground, revealing a silver twelve-pointed star rune array over twenty ters in diater on the ground.
The gauntlet in his hand was also a piece of supernatural equipnt capable of triggering this demon binding magic circle, which had a suppressive effect on all demons.
But unexpectedly, the tentacle monsters ignored these arrays and directly charged to the Scar-faced demon hunter’s side.
These red things weren’t demons!
However, at this ti, the Scar-faced demon hunter had no ti to dodge; after killing two tentacle monsters, he was tightly wrapped by the tentacles of the other monsters.
The tentacles contained sharp teeth, and monts later, viscous blood began to seep out from the tentacle sphere.
Du Kedan watched with eyes about to burst but had no ans to make up for it; after several encounters with Hamrhead Son, both his arms were slightly fractured.
Conehead Dad seized the opportunity, kicking Du Kedan in the waist, sending him flying.
"Devil Hunters, after all, are just like this."
Then, Conehead Dad aid his skull at the other four demon hunters who scattered, assuming a starting stance. He kicked off fiercely, disappearing from the original spot in a flash, and the next second appeared at a demon hunter’s back, his sharp skull penetrating through the opponent’s chest, covering his face with blood.
Then he adjusted his posture again, skewering another demon hunter onto his head.
But this ti, just halfway through his dash, an external force suddenly halted him.
A black hand tightly grasped Conehead Dad’s skull, immobilizing him.
This sudden man was Wen Wen; he was attracted over only to witness Conehead Dad with two people impaled on his skull, barreling towards a third demon hunter.
"You’re a demon of the Abyss Eye, huh? Tell , how do you want to die!"
"I want...you to die!"
Conehead Dad gave a sinister grin, and from where Wen Wen held his skull, countless dense, foot-long spikes suddenly sprouted.
These spikes were extrely sharp, the last person who grabbed his skull died with resentnt, and now the grass on his grave stood three feet high.
But this ti Conehead Dad’s plan didn’t succeed because the man’s hand was even harder than his skull!
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