Huh!

The bloody wind hit him, and the sound of panting reached his ears.

Lumian instinctively dodged the attack of the blood red monster by turning to the side.

If it weren't for frequently receiving Oror's "guidance", or having experience in combat learning and street fighting on an annual basis, he might not have been able to react to the shock he had just experienced, both physically and mentally.

After calming down, Lumian chased after the monster that had pounced, raised his sharp axe, and fiercely chopped at its vest.

Bang!

The monster that was about to turn around was chopped to the ground, with pus and blood splattered everywhere.

Without hesitation, Lumian knelt down on one knee and raised the axe again.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!

He chopped multiple axes in a row, each one penetrating a lot of flesh, leaving deep and wide cracks that made the monster's back, neck, and back look unrecognizable.

Finally, the monster stopped struggling and crawled motionless.

Huh, Huh! You didn't actually act as terrifying as you looked... "Lumian breathed a sigh of relief and whispered with a hint of mockery.

He wiped his face with his left hand and wiped off the blood stains on his other hand.

Will the body fluids of this monster be toxic? The pain of not being corroded for the time being... "Lumian began to worry about another issue.

Just as he mustered up the courage to search for the monster, the skinless, blood red monster propped up its hands and suddenly bounced back!

It hasn't died yet?

It's all split like that, still not alive?

Lumian was both shocked and afraid.

I have to say, he was scared and timid.

If he encounters normal humans, beasts, and monsters, even if he can't defeat them, he wouldn't be so afraid. But this guy in front of him seems to be invincible, and everything he does is useless!

Taking advantage of the fact that the monster seemed a bit dizzy and couldn't find where the enemy was, Lumian made a quick decision, propping up his feet and exerting force on his knees, and ran wildly.

Kick it! Kick it! Kick it!

He ran out to his best level, but there were still faint breaths coming from his neck, and heavy panting echoed in his ears.

The monster chased closely behind him.

Lumian bit her teeth and felt fear add a lot of power to her body out of thin air.

He ran faster, surpassing his previous level.

He was delighted to find that the distance between the monster and himself had not narrowed any further.

Kick it! Kick it! Kick it!

Lumian finally ran back to his semi underground two-story building.

He opened the unlocked door and rushed in quickly,

Bang dang!

He slammed the door with his backhand.

Without taking a break, Lumian went straight to the stove and picked up the steel fork leaning against the wall over there.

Then, he focused his gaze towards the door.

The monster's running sound disappeared in the distance, but after more than ten seconds, it didn't even try to hit the door.

Does it know I'm ambushing here? "Lumian couldn't believe that the monster still had a high intelligence.

He slowly moved to the window near the door and quietly looked out.

Suddenly, a face appeared on the glass!

A face without skin, with bloody flesh and uneven teeth!

Lumian's heart almost came to a sudden stop, and her whole body froze for a moment.

And the monster did not take the opportunity to break the glass, launch an attack, and met Lumian's eyes.

Lumian regained consciousness, quickly stepped back, and lifted the long fork with both hands.

The monster immediately left the window area.

Lumian was unusually cautious, guarding and observing.

He saw the monster hovering in the faint fog for a while, then leaving his own building and slowly returning to the ruins.

... "Lumian was very confused.

He was ready to find a way to trap the monster and quickly escape from the dream, but the other party just left like this

After pondering for a while, he thought of a possibility:

That monster dare not enter my home?

Yes, there are no signs of damage at home

In the dream, is this an absolutely safe place

With speculation, Lumi á n relaxed a lot when settling in.

The next second, he felt a strong sense of exhaustion.

The pursuit and escape in such a short time is even more tiring than practicing combat all afternoon.

Carrying a long fork and axe, Lumian went up to the second floor, entered his bedroom, and tried to fall asleep.

In a daze, Lumian opened his eyes.

It was still dark outside the curtains, and the room was dim.

If it weren't for the faint fog, or if it weren't for having "changed" into pajamas, Lumian wouldn't be able to distinguish whether this was reality or a dream.

Startled, woke up early? "He instinctively touched the pocket of his pajamas, but couldn't find the gold Louis.

This disappointed him a bit and once again confirmed a fact:

Money really can't bring dreams out!

Suppressing his focus, Lumian began to ponder a serious question:

How should we deal with that undead monster?

Although one can bypass that area and sneak deeper, one still needs to consider the possibility of encountering similar monsters in the future and must be prepared accordingly, not joking with life.