Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Tier Five Monster—Bloodthirsty Goose!

Blood sprayed, flesh fell off…

Mo Jin wielded two riding spears furiously, enveloping the blood-colored bird, ensuring it couldn’t escape his attack.

In just 15 seconds, the ambushing blood-colored bird fell from the sky like a goose with broken wings.

With a “thud,” it crashed onto the rooftop, barely alive and close to death.

“Tweet…”

Just as Mo Qingchen was about to approach to investigate the creature, a bird call emitted from the mouth of the dying blood-colored bird.

The sound was ear-piercing, extremely unpleasant, and echoed far away.

“Damn! Jin Jin, kill it quickly!”

The cry of a dying bird, it’s trying to summon its flock!

Without hesitation, Mo Jin thrust his spear directly into the blood-colored bird’s mouth, silencing its call.

However, Mo Qingchen’s expression turned exceedingly grave, as the mecha’s audio capture system picked up the sound of wings flapping.

“Damn, we need to retreat to the stairwell!”

The frantic flapping sounds clearly indicated that the summoned flock was not just one or two but an entire swarm!

Just moments ago, Mo Qingchen saw through the Eye of Truth that the dead bird’s attribute panel reflected a solid Tier Four, Level 45 presence.

If it really attracted such a large swarm, they might not be able to withstand it!

Casually storing the dead bird’s body and the scrapped dog-head Transformer into the inventory, he maneuvered the mecha into the stairwell, quickly shutting the door but leaving a slight gap to observe outside.

In just a few seconds, the sky was filled with a dark shadow.

The blood-colored birds rapidly approached the rooftop, especially one with a wingspan over ten meters, which directly descended onto the rooftop.

This blood-colored bird paced back and forth where the previous bird died, occasionally pecking at the ground.

With each peck, a hole appeared in the concrete ground.

[Exotic Beast Name: Bloodthirsty Goose]

[Talent: D (Excellent)]

[Attributes: Beast Type]

[Level: LV50]

[Talent: Blood Devouring]

[Skills: Dive, Tearing, Claw Strike, Pecking, Blood Absorption, Blood Burst State…]

[PS: A goose that evolves by devouring blood, absolutely ferocious and bloodthirsty!]

Tier Five!

凸(艹皿艹)屮!

Mo Qingchen’s eyes widened in shock.

Carefully closing the slit, he stored all Transformers into the inventory, activating the mecha’s gravity system, allowing it to float and gently move downward through the stairwell.

Can’t afford to provoke this!

Staying here risks unexpected developments, better to hide for now!

Indeed, in this apocalypse dungeon, unexpected things always happen.

Survive!

Must survive!

With Mo Jin, they quietly descended five floors before taking a deep breath and stopping.

However, Mo Qingchen’s spiritual power remained extended, firmly locked onto the rooftop, watching the bloodthirsty goose pacing there.

This guy wandered on the rooftop but occasionally emitted calls, prompting several bloodthirsty geese flying above to detach from their formation and circle the building’s exterior.

It’s clear that this goose leader knows its kin was taken down and assumes the culprit is hiding in this building.

It dispatched geese to search the floors.

But as these bloodthirsty geese’s flight paths drew closer to the red mist, new unexpected events unfolded.

A thick tentacle swiftly ruptured through the red fog, darting upwards, instantly piercing a bloodthirsty goose’s chest.

The tip of the tentacle immediately split open, forming barbs that wrapped around the bloodthirsty goose, dragging it towards the red fog.

The “tweet…” cry echoed continuously from the bound bloodthirsty goose’s mouth.

It seemed like both a cry for help and a plea for mercy.

Meanwhile, another vigilant bloodthirsty goose nearby promptly condensed a cyan wind blade, shooting it towards the blood-colored tentacle.

The wind blade nicked the tentacle’s surface, leaving merely a scratch without breaching its defense.

Just then, the Tier Five bloodthirsty goose dove down like a falcon.

With lightning speed, it left streaks of afterimages and was enveloped in a whirlwind. As it neared the tentacle, three one-meter-long wind blades shot out directly.

Unfortunately, the tentacle was not unprepared, adeptly maneuvering the captive prey in several “8” curves to evade the wind blade’s strikes.

Then it swiftly retracted, dragging the goose into the red fog.

The bloodthirsty goose did not pursue into the mist but hovered above it, emitting frantic screeches. It unleashed a slew of wind blades into the red fog.

After venting, there was no response from the mist, and in frustration, it let out a final cry before spreading its wings and ascending.

The group of accompanying geese, seeing their leader leaving, immediately began to climb.

Just as they were about to depart, a hole was again torn open in the red mist, with the blood-colored tentacle shooting out once more, piercing another goose’s abdomen.

The tentacle tip split into four barbs, gripping the unlucky goose and dragging it into the mist.

Then, the dozens of bloodthirsty geese unleashed hundreds of wind blades towards the red fog.

The wind blades were densely packed, even cleaving dozens of openings in the red fog, faintly revealing things inside.

The surrounding giant trees suffered collateral damage.

Countless branches were severed by the wind blades, and some creatures inhabiting these trees were inadvertently harmed.

Some died directly from wind blade cuts, while others endured the wind blade assaults.

In short, this riot caused dozens of mutated creatures to emerge from the mist, each employing various tactics.

For a brief moment, the sky was filled with attacks of various elements, swirling about.

Several bloodthirsty geese were directly injured, their wings blasted apart, subsequently plummeting into the red fog.

The bloodthirsty geese circled the sky, and after a few calls, all geese promptly climbed to the sky, leaving this area, flying beside their leader.

At this moment, Mo Qingchen hid behind a piece of glass, watching everything clearly.

He realized how unsafe the wilderness was, teeming with mutated monsters, each far too powerful, at least Tier Three.

“Damn it, exploring the outside is a deadly task.”

Witnessing the chaos he inadvertently caused, Mo understood just how perilous the outside environment truly was.

Especially that blood-colored tentacle piercing the red fog; even using the Eye of Truth revealed only a long series of “?”—how ridiculous!

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