The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

"Get up for me!"

With a roar of anger in his heart, veins bulged on Fang Yun's forehead, and he exerted force with both arms.

*Snap... snap... tear...*

"Ho...ho...roar!"

The roar of the six-winged centipede was accompanied by the sound of flesh being torn apart.

The next moment, to everyone's astonishment, Fang Yun actually managed to pry open the carapace on the head of the six-winged centipede!

The poisonous blood splattered on his body, causing a burning pain, but Fang Yun had no time to think about his injuries.

With one hand gripping tightly, he pulled out his M500 pistol, which he had already fully loaded with bullets, and pressed the muzzle directly against the soft flesh on the head of the six-winged centipede.

"I'll see if you can survive this time!"

While cursing, he suddenly pulled the trigger.

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Chapter Twelve: Kill! Kui Xing Kicks the Dipper!

Bang! Bang! ...

Five loud explosions suddenly rang out.

From the head of the six-winged centipede, countless dark green chunks of blood and flesh scattered and flew everywhere.

If this M500 pistol hits a person, it's enough to create a huge crater. Even if this six-winged centipede has strong vitality, it definitely can't withstand having a magazine of bullets in its head!

With his killing intent aroused, Fang Yun disregarded the poisonous blood covering his body and plunged his hands directly into the colorful brain of the six-winged centipede, stirring it around wildly.

"Roar...roar..."

Whether it was a death throes or a final burst of energy, the six-winged centipede became increasingly frenzied.

While flinging Chen Yulou away with its tail, it also smashed the Angry Rooster backwards with its head.

It strained its abdomen, violently waving its tail and slamming its head against the ground, just like a mantis shrimp throwing a tantrum.

Although it is comical, its power is by no means weak.

Chen Yulou and the Angry Rooster, who had been thrown into the air, struggled on the ground for a moment, but they couldn't even stand up.

Fang Yun, who was fiercely attacking the six-winged centipede's head, was also directly slammed into the ground by the six-winged centipede's head.

"cough.."

Under the impact of gravity, Fang Yun felt his blood and qi stagnate and excruciating pain spread throughout his limbs.

Fortunately, he possessed Qilin blood, granting him a physique far exceeding that of ordinary people. Otherwise, an ordinary person would have been severely injured on the spot if struck like that.

As the six-winged centipede slammed its head into the ground for the second time, Fang Yun gritted his teeth, released the centipede's head, and darted to the side.

Then he shouted to Luo Laowai and the others who were still watching the show:

"Fire! Shoot it in the head!"

"Beat them! Beat them to death!"

Luo Laowai was anxious when he saw the situation was tense and he couldn't help at all. When he heard Fang Yun shout, he immediately yelled at his men.

boom! boom! boom!

Suddenly, gunshots rang out, and a hail of bullets rained down on the six-winged centipede.

The six-winged centipede was covered in wounds from the Angry Sun Chicken's beak and claws. Fang Yun had also torn off a piece of its carapace from its head and waist, leaving it with countless scars.

The soft flesh beneath that shell couldn't withstand the bombardment of bullets at all.

When a bullet hits the soft flesh of a six-winged centipede, it creates a crater, causing the flesh to burst open.

The Mountain Moving Sect members were quite loyal; the three brothers directly stood in front of Fang Yun, who was covered in poisonous blood.

Partridge Whistle and Old Foreigner attacked the six-winged centipede's head with pistols and bows and arrows, while Flower worriedly wiped the poisonous blood off Fang Yun's body.

The six-winged centipede, whose eyes had been gouged out and whose head had been split open by Fang Yun, was now frantically shaking its body in pain and struggling.

But judging from its rapid yet slow movements, it was clear that the six-winged centipede was on its last breath.

If a burst of M500 bullets hit its brain and it could still move, then this six-winged centipede must have a strong vitality.

At this moment, Fang Yun did not forget to add a magazine to his pistol and continued shooting at the six-winged centipede.

The mission requires kills, and we don't know if someone will steal our kills, so we can't be stingy with our ammo.

Under the bombardment of countless bullets, in less than half a minute, the head of the six-winged centipede was reduced to a hollow shell, with all the flesh inside blasted away by the bullets.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the mission: Kill the six-winged centipede in the tomb of a Yuan Dynasty general."

"Task Reward: Kui Xing Kicks the Dipper, awaiting collection."

At the same time, the system prompt sounded.

Upon hearing the notification that the mission was complete, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and plopped down on the ground.

The system is fairly considerate; it didn't make any demands for a final blow.

"Redeem your reward!"

After silently reciting the phrase, a series of unfamiliar memories were poured into Fang Yun's mind.

The feeling was like walking down the street and suddenly remembering you'd been there before—it was quite magical. Although it wasn't my first time experiencing it, it was still very novel.

"Kui Xing kicks the Dipper... truly impressive!"

Recalling the power generation techniques and leg moves of Kui Xing Kicking the Dipper, Fang Yun's lips curled up.

With his strength, performing the Kui Xing Kick to kick the six-winged centipede over with one kick and dislocating the Corpse King's Great Spine with all his might would be no difficult task!

"I'm still missing a suitable weapon... If I had a heavy sword, I wouldn't have to resort to bare hands to fight the six-winged centipede..."

Just thinking about it, Fang Yun smiled helplessly again.

Missions are frequent, but the rewards aren't always what you want. However, this trip was worth it. The Qilin Blood and the Kui Xing Kick are already a huge profit.

At this point, everyone confirmed the death of the six-winged centipede. They gathered around the centipede and examined it, poking and kicking at its body.

Chen Yulou clutched his chest, his face flushed, and walked over to Fang Yun, asking a question.

"Brother Fang? How are you?"

When Chen Yulou asked this question, everyone turned their attention to Fang Yun.

After all, Fang Yun's appearance at this point could be described as miserable.

His clothes were tattered and stained with the venomous blood of the six-winged centipede, his skin was red and slightly blistering, and his hands were the worst affected, with not a single patch of unscathed skin.

In everyone's eyes, Fang Yun was already on his deathbed.

Only Fang Yun himself knew that it wasn't a big deal.

After some initial probing, he discovered that the six-winged centipede's venomous blood had no effect on him; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to be so reckless earlier.

For someone who possesses Qilin blood, the poisonous blood would at most cause him to break his skin; the venom could not devour his Qilin blood, let alone enter his blood vessels.

Given his constitution, this kind of superficial injury would heal in just a few days.

What truly bothered him was the impact of being slammed against the roof beam and the ground by the six-winged centipede, which left him with bloating and pain all over his body.

He lost a lot of blood, which has left him quite weak. He won't recover without resting for a while.

"It's alright... this poisonous blood won't kill anyone."

Fang Yun gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, waved his hand lightly, and uttered a sentence.

Hearing Fang Yun's words, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

From exploring the tomb to descending into it, Fang Yun contributed the most, and no one wanted him to perish here.

Having a highly skilled tomb raider in the team naturally gives one a great sense of security.

"Fang Yun... are you really alright?"

At this moment, Hua, who was standing next to Fang Yun, asked again in a low voice, her face showing some worry.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun glanced at Hua in surprise.

This young girl has only been working at the Mountain Moving Team for half a year. She hasn't seen any life-or-death separations or open and covert struggles, and her heart is still kind and warm.

However, seeing that someone cared about him, Fang Yun felt a warmth in his heart.

For the past year, he has been alone, licking his wounds on his own. This is the first time someone has shown him such concern.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun smiled and held out his hands to the flowers, saying:

"I'm fine now, but if you don't help me apply medicine and bandage it, you'll have to drink my funeral wine tomorrow."

"Ah? Oh oh!"

Hua was taken aback, then nodded somewhat embarrassed, and took out the medicinal powder and ointment to carefully apply to Fang Yun.

Seeing this, everyone laughed.

Judging from this, Fang Yun is really alright.

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