"Have you already absorbed its Marks of the Demon?" At this time, Gatt also rushed over. Looking at Glary, who was covered in blood, he couldn't help but ask.
The eyes of Dudian and the others all focused on Glary. Except for Dudian, the young knight and the others looked at her with a hint of envy. Although they clearly knew that this thing wouldn't fall into their hands, they still couldn't help but feel excited.
"Hmm." Glary nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I really appreciate everyone's help this time. I'll remember this favor. When we get back inside the Wall, if you need anything, just let me know."
Hearing her words, the young Hunter and the others quickly spoke modestly and politely, but they were overjoyed in their hearts. Having a senior Hunter remember a favor would surely come in handy in the future.
Dudian looked at the dead young man with the sword and said, "Should we take his body back or bury it on the spot?"
Glary turned her head to take a look and sighed, "His body has already been infected. He's currently in a state of 'false death'. Once the power of the demon swallows up his soul, he'll become an undead zombie and stand up again. It's better to incinerate him here."
The faces of the young Hunter and the others couldn't help but turn gloomy. This should be the only painful part of this trip.
"I'll take his sword back." The young knight stepped forward and picked up the sword on the ground. His expression became a bit downcast as he said, "I've carried out three missions with him. I didn't expect that this time... we would have to part ways forever."
Gatt stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, let out a sigh, and didn't say anything.
Parting due to life and death was a distant thing for ordinary people, and it was difficult to experience it several times in a lifetime. But for them, it had long since become a common occurrence, and they were even gradually becoming numb to it.
The young man with the knife and the young Hunter beside them found some combustible materials, ignited them with a flint, piled them on the body of the young man with the sword, and incinerated him. The red flames of the fire reflected on everyone's faces, feeling extremely hot.
When the fire went out, only a charred corpse remained on the ground. Glary stepped forward, cut off his head, and buried it on the spot.
After dealing with the body of the young man with the sword, Glary stood up and went to the side to dissect the Black Weaver's body.
The young Hunter and the young man with the knife stepped forward to help. The techniques of the three of them were quite proficient. They cut along the gaps and mucous membranes inside the hard shell, peeled off the hard shell, collected the parts one by one, and neatly piled them up beside them.
Dudian stepped forward to watch their dissection. This was a rare learning opportunity. Although he had learned to dissect some ordinary beasts during the scavenger special training before, when it came to a monster with such a complex body structure, it was an extremely difficult task to completely dissect all the useful parts.
As the dissection progressed, blood flowed all over the place, and the pungent smell of blood rushed over. Organs such as the internal organs rolled down and were entangled with the intestines.
Dudian watched quietly. Perhaps because the object of the dissection was a monster, he didn't feel nauseous at all.
Soon, the hard shell, head, spiked limbs, giant pincer limbs, and other parts were dissected separately. Dudian saw that after Glary cut open its head, she took out a ball of white, soft thing from a groove in the lower jawbone and put it aside. Judging from her expression, it should also be a valuable and useful material.
"Strange, it's actually empty here. Could it have laid eggs before?" At this time, the young man with the knife, who had cut open the Black Weaver's belly, said with a strange expression on his face.
Upon hearing this, Glary looked over and immediately saw that except for the internal organs and other parts in the belly, the part at the back of the belly was empty and flat.
Dudian was puzzled when he heard this. The next moment, he learned from their conversation that they were talking about the ovary part.
"It should have laid eggs before coming out to hunt." Glary made a speculation and shook her head, saying, "It doesn't matter if there aren't any. The survival rate of the eggs is originally low, and it's very difficult for them to hatch. Even if they do hatch, the parasitic demon worms inside are still very weak and can't form Marks of the Demon."
The young man with the knife was a bit disappointed and could only continue to collect other useful parts.
Dudian saw him hold out a ball of yellowish liquid from the inner wall of the belly and wondered, "What is this?"
"It's its fat." The young man with the knife glanced at Dudian. Seemingly remembering Glary's praise for him earlier, his attitude became much milder as he said, "This is good fuel for oil lamps, specially used by the nobles."
Dudian suddenly understood. He didn't expect that the fuel for some oil lamps inside the Wall came from this.
Soon, the few of them completely dissected the huge Black Weaver. All the valuable parts were neatly piled together, while the remaining internal organs and flesh were scattered all over the place. To prevent other monsters from coming to eat them, Glary set them on fire with a large fire and then buried the ashes.
A strong and pungent strange smell filled the air, like cooked meat soaked in blood, with an extremely strong fishy smell.
Dudian covered his nose. Suddenly, he smelled that there was the scent of the Black Weaver remaining on the ground beside them where they had surrounded the Black Weaver earlier, and the scent was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was constantly emanating from the soil.
Dudian was surprised and couldn't help but look over. He immediately saw that the soil in that area was a bit looser than the surrounding soil. He suddenly remembered Glary's words earlier and was stunned. Could it be that...
"Captain." Just then, the young Hunter beside him suddenly spoke up and said, "Now that the hunt is over, I want to go and take a look in other areas. It's rare to come outside the Wall, and I always want to bring something back. I'm really eager to hunt."
Glary, who was packing the parts of the Black Weaver into a large storage bag, looked up at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, but I just absorbed the Marks of the Demon, and my strength has weakened. I need to go back inside the Wall to rest. It's quite dangerous for you to go alone."
"It's okay. I heard that there's a team carrying out a mission in Area 6. I'll just join them. Then I can get a share of the materials by the way." The young Hunter smiled.
Seeing this, Glary thought for a while and then said, "All right, it's up to you."
Dudian's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of the cold crystals he had stored in Area 9, he immediately said, "I want to go too."
"You?" Glary looked at him, frowned, and said, "Area 6 is too dangerous. There are quite a few monsters with a hunting level of ten or above there. A larger group of people will attract the attention of the monsters more easily. You'd better not go."
Dudian quickly said, "I'll just go to other areas that have been cleared to hunt some zombies. The cold crystals in their heads are quite valuable, and I'm short of money recently."
"Hunting zombies?" Glary thought for a moment and said, "That's okay too. But the value of cold crystals is quite low. If you're really in urgent need of money, I can lend you some. As long as it's no more than 100,000 gold coins, I can come up with it right away."
Dudian was secretly taken aback. 100,000 gold coins? This was simply an astronomical sum. You could even buy a small town as a territory in the residential area!
"No need. I just need a little money, and I can earn it myself." Dudian quickly said.
Seeing this, Glary could only say, "Well, then I'll escort you there."
Dudian nodded. He didn't dare to run around in Area 1 alone.