Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 53

"Tentacle?" Lumian was stunned for a second before he remembered how to define the thing that bound the mass of flesh and blood.

He is familiar with various novels written by Aurore and has seen all the illustrations. Not only does he remember every bloody plot, but he also knows a lot of things that he usually can't come into contact with, such as the tentacles of monsters.

Seven or eight dark black flesh-covered tentacles entangled the mass of flesh and blood, dragging it toward the ruins of the house on the side.

From the place covered by the messy stones, a figure came out.

"He" looks like a human, with his upper body and feet bare, and wearing a pair of black trousers.

What is different from humans is that he has no head and only a section of his neck. The cross-section is filled with sharp teeth in a swirling shape. The bright red skin is clearly visible in the gaps between the teeth.

It was as if a human had replaced his head and half of his neck with strange mouthparts. Lumian, the "head beheading expert", shook his head repeatedly, unable to find a place to start.

The seven or eight dark black tentacles covered with flesh membrane extended from the edge of the monster's "mouthparts". They quickly dragged the mass of flesh and blood in front of them and lifted it up.

The "mouthparts" on the monster's neck opened suddenly, like a blooming morning glory.

The sharp white teeth bit the mass of flesh and blood, swallowing it directly like a snake eating its prey.

Seeing this scene, Lumian sneered silently:

"I thought you all could survive without eating, but it turns out you still need to eat..."

He immediately fell into deep thought:

"The most common people in this ruins are probably monsters, and there must be very little food..."

"In other words, some monsters feed on other monsters, like just now, or everyone is a hunter and prey...

"If I encounter a monster that I can't beat, is it possible to lure it to other monsters, let them hunt and hurt each other, and I end up taking advantage?

"Theoretically it's possible, but it looks very dangerous. Who knows if the monsters will join forces to kill me first..."

As his thoughts turned, Lumian saw the chest of the monster with its "mouthparts" as its head and neck begin to swell and contract, as if it was undergoing intense digestion.

This attracted Lumian's attention, and he also discovered something unusual on the monster's naked upper body.

There are black things like seal marks on its left chest, right chest and under its neck.

"This..." Lumian's pupils involuntarily dilated, trying to see more clearly.

He had seen something similar in the parish priest!

That was the black mark revealed at the end of the Lenten celebrations when the priest’s body swelled and burst his clothes!

After careful identification, Lumian confirmed that the three black things like seal marks on the monster were of the same type as those of the priest:

They are all composed of unique words and strange symbols, as if they are connected to another world that is difficult to describe.

The difference is that the priest has at least eleven or two, while this monster only has three.

"What is the purpose of this black mark? Is it branded by a certain hidden existence? The more there are, the greater the gift you will receive?" Lumian observed with confusion and confusion.

He tried hard to remember the words and symbols that made up one of the marks, but since they were all things he didn't recognize, he couldn't remember them for a while. And he didn't bring paper and pen, so he couldn't copy them.

The monster finally finished digesting the mass of flesh and blood. It moved its arms and shook the seven or eight dark black tentacles covered with flesh membrane next to the "mouthparts".

The mark under its neck shone slightly, and its chest made a buzzing resonance.

The sound became louder and louder, like an air current raging through the hive, entering and exiting one cavity after another.

The morning-flower-like "mouthparts" opened, and the buzzing sound became more obvious.

Lumian felt very irritated and wanted to beat that monster:

This sound is hard to hear, do you know that?

With his blood boiling, Lumian felt a wave of anger rushing from his heart to his forehead.

He suddenly became impulsive, holding the shotgun, bypassing the rocks that blocked his figure, and jumped from the half-collapsed roof.

boom!

Lumian fell to the ground, and you looked at me and I looked at you with the monster's swirling bloody "mouthparts" full of sharp teeth.

Lumian, who was about to angrily call the opponent an old boar, instantly regained his composure, feeling as confused and helpless as the audience was forced to jump onto the stage.

The monster's bloody mouthparts was pointed at him and it stopped making any sound.

"Can I say, sorry, it's a misunderstanding?" Lumian muttered softly.

He suspected that there was something wrong with the noise just now, which actually made him lose his mind, jumped out of his hiding spot, and tried to launch an attack!

But things have happened, and apologies are definitely of no use. He currently has only two choices, one is to fight, and the other is to escape.

Based on Lumian's experience, if you try to escape directly at this time, you will most likely not be able to escape. Not only is the opponent unharmed, but he is also well prepared and has raised the seven or eight tentacles.

Therefore, if you really want to escape, you have to fight first and then find an opportunity!

Without hesitation, Lumian raised the shotgun filled with lead bullets as soon as he regained his senses.

boom!

The monster obviously did not expect the enemy to be so decisive and quick, and lacked understanding of the existence of the shotgun. It had no time to dodge, and was directly hit by multiple lead bullets that burst out.

"ah!"

His swirling mouthparts full of sharp teeth opened instinctively, and he let out a cry full of pain. Many places on his chest instantly became bloody and bloody, including the place where the black mark was on the right side.

But the black mark seemed to be engraved in the blood and flesh, and could still be clearly seen, not affected by the condition of the wound.

Lumian didn't care to appreciate the screams of his prey. He immediately moved his position as soon as he finished firing, and reached out to take out a new lead bullet from the bag on his waist.

Just as he re-aimed at the target, the black mark on the monster's left chest glowed slightly.

The humanoid creature whose head and half of its neck turned into a huge "mouthpart" disappeared.

It just lost its trace in front of Lumian!

Ran? Invisible? Lumian sought answers from the various novels written by Aurore and the occult knowledge she taught.

He quickly glanced left and right, but the monster seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

This scene and difficulty that he had never faced before made Lumian a little panicked for a moment. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape from here, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Suddenly, his ankles tightened, and he suddenly lost his balance and was turned upside down.

The dark black tentacles covered with flesh membrane emerged in the air, and they were wrapping around Lumian's legs, lifting him into the air.

The monster also showed signs, not far from Lumian's side.

At this time, the black mark on its right chest shone brightly, and its swirl-shaped "mouthpart" full of white sharp teeth opened to its limit, revealing its bloody interior, as if it wanted to swallow Lumian in one gulp with the help of its tentacles.

The unspeakable stench spurted out from the "mouthpart", making Lumian's head feel dizzy as he hung upside down in the air.

What caught his eyes was the bloody mouth skin and countless white sharp teeth.

With a thought in his mind, before a tentacle wrapped around his arm, he aimed the shotgun at the monster's "mouthpart" while hanging upside down.

boom!

The monster screamed again, and flesh and blood flew everywhere in the "mouthparts", and everything was black.

It violently threw Lumian out, and his body quickly became transparent and disappeared again.

Lumian fell to the ground with a plop, rolled several times before standing up again, and concentrated on looking for traces of his target.

The next second, his nose twitched, and he felt that the smell of blood was quickly approaching him.

Not caring to think about what this meant, he rushed out and rushed in the opposite direction.

Where he originally stood, dark black tentacles covered with fleshy membranes came out of the air, but did not wrap around anything.

Three or four meters away from them, the monster appeared, its swirling "mouthparts" wide open, as if it was waiting for food.

Lumian quickly loaded the shotgun with buckshot, but the black mark on the monster's left chest lit up and disappeared from his sight again.

Stealth, indeed stealth! Lumian made a judgment instantly.

Based on what he had just encountered, he believed that this kind of invisibility could not cover up the smell, and would be ineffective as soon as he entered the attack state.

After thinking about it, Lumian felt at ease and secretly laughed:

"What's the point of being invisible if you can't hide your smell?"

Catching all kinds of traces is the strength of "Hunter".

No longer panicked by the encounter, Lumian calmed down and observed his surroundings while walking around.

Soon, he saw the footprints left by the monster and smelled the smell of blood and its original stench.

Relying on these traces, he avoided the monster's attacks in advance time and time again, and hit the opponent with a shotgun again and again.

But the monster seemed to have no vital points, and it was only a lot weaker after being shot multiple times.

Seeing that the lead bullets were about to run out, Lumian's mind began to spin, thinking about what to do.

In just a few seconds, he had the answer:

On the way here, he did not forget to observe the environment and found several natural traps that could be used, and one of them was suitable for dealing with this monster.

Seeing two shallow footprints suddenly appearing not far away, Lumian turned around and ran wildly.

The dark black tentacles covered with flesh membrane failed again.

Lumian ran and stopped, and sometimes looked back to make sure that the monster did not give up the pursuit, and accordingly dodge the attack in advance.

Buzz!

The "noise" from the monster's chest once again reached Lumian's ears, making him angry and extremely angry. He wanted to stop running away immediately and turn around to give the guy a few axes.

Fortunately, he remembered that the purpose of his running was to kill the guy. It was not a real escape at the moment. Anger and annoyance failed to change his plan, but only made him more active.

Kick, kick, kick!

Lumian finally saw the half-collapsed building.

He rushed in and came to the edge on the other side, then stopped there, pretending to be in ambush.

Not long after, shallow footprints appeared in the semi-collapsed house, and the stench and blood smell got closer and closer to Lumian.

Lumian estimated the distance of the tentacles, took two steps back suddenly, raised the ax he had drawn earlier, and struck a stone pillar that was about to break.

Then, he kicked the stone pillar hard and rolled backwards.

The half-collapsed house, which was already in a fragile balance, could no longer hold up and collapsed.

With a crash, a large number of heavy stones fell, completely filling the internal space that could have been used by people.

The monster hiding there and preparing to attack suddenly let out a fierce scream.

Its scream lasted for less than a second before ending abruptly.