"I hope he can do it." Fist Guy was not so sure either and just stared down.
No one dared to say they could kill a sacred-blood creature, not to mention the fact that Han Sen was known as the Butt Freak, which made them less confident in him.
They all stared at the sacred-blood creature nervously, but the creature did not seem to want to drink. After eating the black vines for more than half an hour, it fell asleep on the rock again.
They were all worried. The oxygen tank they had prepared was only the size of a palm. After all, the oxygen inside was limited. If the sacred-blood creature slept for a whole night, the oxygen inside would not last long.
Just when they were about to kneel down and beg the creature to drink, the creature finally woke up. As if it had heard their prayers, it slowly crawled to the pool, stuck its head above the water, and licked the water.
However, Fist Guy and the rest did not look happy. The place where the sacred-blood creature drank was a bit far from where Han Sen was hiding. If Han Sen swam there at this time, the movement of the water would definitely alarm the creature.
"What should we do?"
Fist Guy's heart was in his throat. With such a long distance, Han Sen could not even reach the sacred-blood creature, let alone assassinate it.
Unfortunately, the water was too dark for them to see what Han Sen was doing in the water.
While Fist Guy and the others were worried about how Han Sen was going to deal with this situation, they suddenly heard a scream coming from below.
The sacred-blood creature raised its head, and a black arrow was stuck in its white jaw. Only a small part of the arrow was exposed, and a lot of blood was flowing down the arrow.
Not seeing Han Sen, the sacred-blood creature screamed and tried to curl up its body. However, because its jaw was blocked by the arrow, it could not curl up perfectly. It looked like a tire that had been knocked out of shape, with its white belly exposed.
Fist Guy and the rest were overjoyed. They quickly summoned all kinds of weapons and rushed out. However, the sacred-blood creature was still a sacred-blood creature after all. Even with such injuries, it was still able to roll over the mountain like a bulldozer.
Fist Guy and the rest did not dare to fight it head-on. They all dodged the attack of the sacred-blood creature. When they were about to fight it, the sacred-blood creature rolled into a cave and ran away quickly.
Han Sen then floated out of the pool with Doomsday in his hand. Fist Guy and the others did not have time to care about him and chased after the creature.
Han Sen hurried to follow it. Although the sacred-blood creature was injured, it was still rolling fast and soon disappeared from their sight. Fortunately, there was a lot of blood on the ground, so they followed the trail.
The mutant black stinger arrow was poisonous and had a blood groove. With the sacred-blood creature rolling together, the tail of the arrow was pressed deeper and deeper. The wound did not heal and blood could be seen from time to time.
After chasing the creature up and down in the cave for more than two hours, they suddenly came out of the cave and saw a stone forest with blood stains on the ground. Obviously, the sacred-blood creature had escaped into the stone forest.
"Damn, the body of a sacred-blood creature is too strong. If we had lost so much blood, we would have died long ago. How could it run so fast?" Thumb cursed.
The stone forest was still rugged, so they could not use mounts and had to keep chasing on foot.
While chasing, Han Sen suddenly heard a voice in his head, "Sacred-blood creature scaled armadillo killed. Beast soul of scaled armadillo gained. Eat its meat to gain zero to ten sacred geno points randomly."
Han Sen was frozen. He did not expect the scaled armadillo to die like this, and he did not expect to receive another beast soul so suddenly. He did not know how to react.
Seeing Han Sen suddenly stop, the group looked at Han Sen and asked, "What's wrong?
What happened? "
"The scaled armadillo is dead," Han Sen said.
"Scaled armadillo?"
The group was dazed and then realized that scaled armadillo was the name of the sacred-blood creature. They were all overjoyed.
"Is there poison on your arrow?" Fist Guy asked quickly.
"Yes, but the poison does not seem to be strong enough to kill a sacred-blood creature." Han Sen was confused himself.
"The reverse scaled armadillo must have curled up too hard and pushed the poisonous arrow deeper and deeper into his brain," said the ring finger.
"That's right, that's very likely. Let's hurry over, lest something unexpected happens," Thumb said anxiously.
The few of them excitedly followed the trail of blood and continued to move forward. After turning a corner, they finally saw the dead Reverse Scaled Centipede.
However, they were all dazed. It was different from what they had imagined. The scaled armadillo was indeed dead, but it did not seem to be killed by Han Sen's poison arrow.
They saw a three-meter-tall bird with a body made of silver.
Its eyes were like blood rubies, and there seemed to be light flowing in its silver feathers.
It was using its silver hook-like claws to tear open the scaled armadillo.
The scales that even sacred-blood weapons could not cut were torn open like paper by the silver bird's claws, and then the bird began to eat the meat inside.
Han Sen then realized that it was not his poison arrow that killed the scaled armadillo, but the silver bird. He did not know why he was the one who killed the scaled armadillo.
"Damn, another sacred-blood creature, and a flying sacred-blood creature!" Thumb shouted in surprise.
Hearing Thumb's shout, Han Sen, Fist Guy, and the others all changed their expressions. The giant silver bird that was eating happily suddenly looked at them with its ruby red eyes. The moment it saw them, the bird flapped its wings and swooped at them like a silver cloud covering the sky.
"Split up!"
Fist Guy shouted and turned to run. The silver bird was so strong that they could not deal with it. Even the scales of the scaled armadillo could not withstand its claws. What could they use to fight it?
Han Sen didn't say anything, either. He picked a direction and ran as fast as he could.
The few of them ran in different directions, but when Han Sen looked back, he realized he was unlucky. The silver bird was chasing after him, and its eyes looked like they were filled with blood. It stared at him without blinking.
"Damn it. Is God jealous that I have a sacred-blood beast soul?" Han Sen cursed in his mind and ran as fast as he could.