More and more blood flowed from the Black Weaver's neck. The sharp pain and the loss of physical strength made it panic. It charged around, trying to escape.
However, both Glary and the young knight were experienced hunters and did not give it any chance to break through the encirclement. Once the Black Weaver pounced forward desperately, they would quickly retreat and not confront it head-on.
After repeated unsuccessful attempts to break through, the Black Weaver's physical strength was gradually worn down, and its movements became slower and slower. Even the young knight could easily dodge its pounces.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Glary seized an opportunity. While the young knight was harassing the Black Weaver, she suddenly pounced on it from behind.
The sharp dagger was like a fang, stabbing fiercely into the Black Weaver's side abdomen.
However, the Black Weaver, which had been slow and weak, suddenly turned its head around. Its reaction was surprisingly fast, and it spat out a mouthful of white, thread-like substance towards Glary.
The white, thread-like substance shot out at an extremely fast speed and hit Glary instantly, wrapping around her hands and feet. At the same time, the white silk seemed to have extremely strong corrosiveness. The Hunter's armor on the parts she was wrapped in was gradually corroded.
This unexpected turn of events surprised everyone. Glary quickly rolled backwards, hurriedly avoiding the Black Weaver's subsequent pounce.
However, the Black Weaver seemed to have gone crazy. After missing the first attack, it chased after her relentlessly.
Glary's face showed fear, and she quickly dodged to the left and right.
At this time, seeing that things were not going well, the young knight and the young man with the knife hurried forward to hold the Black Weaver back. At the same time, the young Hunter in the distance also quickly shot arrows, trying to disrupt the Black Weaver's attack.
Facing the restraint of the three of them, the Black Weaver ignored them and focused on chasing Glary. At the moment, Glary's upper body was wrapped in white silk, and the surface of her Hunter's armor had been corroded to the point of being sunken. It was estimated that it would touch the inner armor soon, and then her skin, which would cause extremely serious injuries.
And now, under the pursuit of the Black Weaver, Glary simply did not have the time to remove the white silk on her body and could only flee in a panic.
Dudian's face changed when he saw this. If things continued like this, Glary would be in danger. Without hesitation, he said to Gatt, "Let's go and help too!"
Gatt was taken aback and hadn't reacted yet. Dudian had already taken out the battle bow on his back and trotted to a position more than two hundred meters in front of the young Hunter. After all, his effective shooting range was not as far as that of the young Hunter. It was at most a hundred meters, and he could only hit a stationary target within a hundred meters.
Fortunately, at this moment, the Black Weaver was determined to kill Glary and even ignored the young knight and the young man with the knife beside it. Dudian followed the Black Weaver's pursuit and ran within a hundred meters of it. He quickly drew an arrow and aimed at the Black Weaver's head.
At this moment, he immediately realized the difference between shooting at a moving target and a stationary target. The Black Weaver's constantly shaking head made it difficult for him to aim. A sense of anxiety involuntarily welled up in his heart. He took a deep breath, stared fixedly at the Black Weaver's head, and observed the trajectory of its pouncing posture while chasing. From the chaotic trajectory and the continuous ups and downs, he gradually found a somewhat familiar pattern, which was exactly the pattern of the Black Weaver's movements caused by its body.
Whoosh!
Dudian released the bowstring, and the arrow shot through the air!
Bang! It hit the hard shell at the corner of the Black Weaver's mouth, leaving only a small dent before falling to the ground.
Dudian was not discouraged. He quickly nocked another arrow, aimed again, and shot!
Bang! It still hit the hard shell of the Black Weaver's head, causing no damage and also failing to attract the Black Weaver's attention.
At this time, Glary had been forced into a street corner by the Black Weaver. Behind her was a pile of collapsed rocks. Under normal circumstances, she could walk on it as if it were flat ground, but now it caused great obstacles to her escape. Her foot stumbled, and she suddenly fell down. Her face couldn't help but change.
The Black Weaver let out a roar and pounced forward. Its flat head bit towards her.
Glary quickly grabbed the dagger and stared intently at the underside of the Black Weaver's biting head. That was the joint part of the hard shell and also a fatal part. This was her only chance to survive, and she had to fight for it herself!
In this instant of life and death, Dudian in the distance squinted his eyes. At the moment when Glary fell, instead of feeling anxious, his mind became unusually clear. Instinctively, he imagined the Black Weaver's next move in his mind. He loosened his fingers, and the arrow suddenly shot through the air!
Puff!
Puff!
Two consecutive sounds of blood splashing rang out.
The Black Weaver let out a scream and fell forward. Its heavy body pressed down on Glary, covering her.
Dudian quickly looked over and immediately saw the arrow stuck in the Black Weaver's blood-red eye. He felt a moment of joy in his heart. Then, thinking of Glary's safety, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He gripped the battle bow tightly and waited for the two young men, the knight, to go up and check. If the Black Weaver still had the strength to fight, he was ready to retreat immediately!
The two young knights approached cautiously and immediately saw a large amount of blood flowing out from under the Black Weaver's head. They looked at each other. Suddenly, the Black Weaver's body arched slightly. The two were startled. When they looked again, it was Glary, covered in blood, lifting the Black Weaver's body and crawling out from underneath it. Her entire armor was stained with blood and the stench of decay.
Seeing this, everyone finally let out a sigh of relief.
Glary used the dagger to cut the white silk on her body. Although she was covered in blood, there was an unprecedentedly happy smile on her face. However, with the blood on her face, the smile looked particularly eerie.
Looking at the blood on her body, Dudian suddenly thought that she should be absorbing the parasitic demon worm in the Black Weaver's blood at this moment. When the demon worm occupied the position of her previous Marks of the Demon, it would replace her previous Marks of the Demon ability!
During the Hunter training, Dudian also learned that each person could only master one type of Marks of the Demon!
Once there are two parasitic demon worms in a human body or a monster's body, they will fight each other! Just like two tigers cannot coexist on one mountain, one of them must die. Of course, there is an extremely small probability that the two parasitic demon worms are evenly matched and will perish together!
And once the parasitic demon worm enters the human body, it will quickly die, and its body will turn into Marks of the Demon. If a new parasitic demon worm comes, it will eat the body of the previous parasitic demon worm and then also die, and its body will turn into new Marks of the Demon!
This made Dudian curious. Why could the parasitic demon worm survive in a monster's body but die in a human body? However, he did not think deeply about this issue. Presumably, this was a mystery that all the major consortiums and the Holy Church of Light were eager to solve.
"It's finally dead." The young knight poked the Black Weaver's body. Seeing that it no longer moved at all, he finally let out a sigh of relief and said to Glary, "Are you okay?"
Glary smiled and said, "I've never been better!" Suddenly thinking of something, she said to the young Hunter walking over in the distance, "I have to thank you for that arrow just now. It hit its eye, which made its body deviate and allowed me to land a fatal blow."
The young Hunter was a bit embarrassed and said, "That arrow wasn't shot by me. It was Dudian." If it had been before, he would have called Dudian "little guy", but after seeing the accuracy of that arrow, he no longer dared to underestimate this newbie.
"Dudian?" Glary was a bit surprised. She turned her head and looked at Dudian and Gatt walking over. She immediately saw the battle bow in Dudian's hand and suddenly understood. Only then did she remember that Dudian was also a Hunter. She couldn't help but exclaim, "You're from a scavenger background, right? How long have you been trained in the consortium? Your archery skills can actually compare to those of a professional regular Hunter."
Dudian knew that there was a great deal of luck involved in that arrow. In terms of actual archery skills, he still had a big gap compared to this young Hunter. He said, "It was just luck. I'm really glad I could help you."
Glary smiled and said, "You've really helped me a lot. I really have to thank you properly this time."
Dudian smiled and didn't say anything. Being overly modest would be pretentious.