Although he didn't know if it was useful, Carlott still picked up the double-barreled shotgun that fell on the ground, and loaded bullets into the gun while walking in the direction pointed by the police officer.
To be honest, he didn't really want to fight the werewolf head-on.
It's not that he's afraid of the mutant werewolf's power, but because once he confronts him head-on, if the opponent's strength is indeed not low, it will be very difficult for him to hide his strength.
If someone saw him in the middle of the fight, he would be in big trouble again. Hiding his physique was more important to Carrot than catching werewolves.
Therefore, after walking out of the sight of the police officers, Carlott's steps immediately slowed down. He planned to stay here for a while and then go back to say that he couldn't find the mutated werewolf. They couldn't force themselves to continue looking. After all, they couldn't. A person who cannot be found is considered normal.
Unfortunately, sometimes things just don't go as one wants. Carrot had just found a relatively clean stone and was about to sit there and rest for a while when a flare appeared again not far in front of him.
It would be impossible not to go now. He had just walked this way while three people were watching him. If something happened here now, most people would think that he would definitely rush over.
Clenching the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, he approached the place where the signal flares were fired. After only running for about three minutes, Carlott used his superior hearing to detect the constant gunshots coming from the front, and soon he discovered A huge figure was fighting with the police.
He found a good position, squatted down, raised the double-barreled shotgun, took a slight aim, and fired. Because the mutant werewolf was huge, it was not difficult to aim, so Carrot's two shots hit the mutant werewolf's back steadily. , he didn't step forward, he just poured all the bullets in his pocket onto the snow beside him, and kept reloading and shooting.
In this way, he participated in the battle without exposing his own power. It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone. Because the mutant werewolf was restrained by several elite police officers holding silver-plated weapons next to him, there was really nothing he could do against Carrot for a while. He could only let bullets hit his body one after another, causing some blood.
In Carlott's opinion, the battle is almost over at this point. The mutant werewolf is indeed not slow, but under the siege of four elite police officers, what does it matter if it is fast?
Their reaction speed is not something to be ignored. Every time the mutant werewolf wants to escape, a long sword will appear in front of him, forcing him to retreat and be surrounded again.
The battle continued for another two minutes. Carlott, who was raising his gun and aiming intently, suddenly felt that his vision was blurry, and some small things fell on his barrel and front sight.
Looking up, it turned out that it had begun to snow. The snow at Duras Port was not the kind of scattered light snow. In just a few minutes, Carrot's originally clear vision was covered by a large curtain of snow. Covered, the accuracy of shooting is seriously reduced.
The battle ahead also took a turn at this time. The police officers came without goggles or hats. Now the snow was flying heavily, and numerous snowflakes fell on their heads and faces, and from time to time some snowflakes fell on their heads and faces. It fell directly into the neck.
Normal people must have reacted to this kind of ice and snow falling into their necks. The instant chill inevitably distorted their movements, which gave the mutant werewolf enough opportunities!
The mutated werewolf didn't care about this kind of snowy day. When he saw something went wrong with the human formation, he immediately started to fight back. He stepped on the snow on the ground and pounced on several police officers. The snow had already accumulated in the forest before he knew it. , and therefore there were problems with the positioning of the elite police officers.
The mutated werewolf successfully attacked twice in a row, and there were two more people on the ground struggling to get up. However, the other two elite police officers found it difficult to step forward at this time. Behind them were their injured colleagues, and they rushed up on their own. Will the result be the same as them?
This idea is a bit irresponsible, but it is also very realistic, isn't it?
But the mutated werewolves would not wait for them. These humans had been besieging him for so long, and they must be killed in his opinion. But at this time, there was a sudden pain on his shoulder, and the disappearing gunshots sounded together. , the one who fired the shot was naturally Carlot.
Originally, he didn't want to provoke the mutant werewolf like this. These elite police officers would die, and he didn't care. But the problem was that Sheriff Burke was sitting under the big tree behind them!
This is what he suddenly noticed just now. It turned out that Burke was the first person to fight the mutant werewolf, and the other police officers followed later.
Sheriff Burke's legs seemed to have been injured in the battle. Now it was difficult to even stand up. He was leaning on the trunk of the tree and looked like he was in a coma.
This left Carlott with no choice but to take care of him. Burke was now his backer. Not only did he take him into the garrison, but he also helped him get a lot of benefits. If he died, Carlott would have had a hard time till now. All the conditions obtained will probably disappear, which he will never allow.
So when the mutant werewolf tried to kill the two remaining elite police officers, he quickly fired. Although his original idea of shooting in the head was a little inaccurate due to the heavy snow, he finally got the mutant werewolf's attention. The force attracted him to his side.
Looking at the annoying human not far away, the other person seemed to be looking at him as well. He was silent for a few seconds and actually gave him a middle finger...
The mutated werewolf roared, twisted his body and rushed towards Carlott. He was ready to make this human pay the price of humiliating himself!
Seeing the mutated werewolf rushing towards him, Carrot thought that this gesture was a standard gesture to attract hatred no matter where he was. He picked up the gun in his hand and threw it directly at the mutated werewolf. He turned around and turned towards himself regardless of whether it hit him or not. He ran wildly in the other direction of the road he came from before. He wanted to lure the mutant werewolf away, otherwise the current situation could not be solved.
While running forward, he checked to see if the werewolf behind him was still chasing. The speed of both parties was raised to the highest level, and they were far away in a few minutes. However, although Carlott had sufficient physical strength, he could not outrun the werewolf in terms of speed. How can two legs run past the opponent's four limbs and pursue them.
Within five minutes, the distance between the two sides was continuously shortened. Carlott, who was running forward, felt the gasping behind him getting closer and closer. When he turned around, he suddenly found that the werewolf was only two people away from him, so He took off his glasses with his left hand and threw them on the snow next to him, and reached behind his back with his right hand to pull out the hatchet.
Suddenly he braked suddenly, thrust his feet into the snow in front of him, relied on his strong physical fitness to quickly twist his body, turned around and swung the hatchet towards the werewolf's head. Who knew that the movement was still a beat slower, the werewolf It rushed into his arms before his hatchet struck.
The impact of running caused the two sides to mix together and fly out. Carlott hit the werewolf's abdomen with a knee in the air and knocked it away. When they landed, the distance between the two sides was five meters.
"Human!! I'm going to tear you apart!"
The werewolf who fell to the ground got up from the ground and rushed towards Carlott. Carlott quickly backed away and began to take off his police officer uniform, leaving only a cotton lining, and finally shook himself off silently. He took the short-handled ax and put it on the two finger tigers on his waist.
Bang! Bang!
The collision of strong flesh echoed deep in the forest floor of the university. Carlott adopted a confrontational approach from the beginning of the battle. He did not avoid the mutant werewolf's claws at all and only relied on the water element barrier to protect his head and crotch. What followed was a brutal blow to the flesh.
At first, the mutated werewolf thought that he was also an orc, and how could his defense and recovery abilities be worse than those of humans, so he did not hesitate to exchange injuries with Carlott. However, as the battle continued, he unexpectedly discovered that he The attack doesn't seem to cause much trouble to the enemy.
Although the lining on the chest has been completely broken and soaked with blood, the human hand still does not hesitate at all. The fist that seems to be wearing an iron trap hits him one after another. on his chest, making it difficult to even breathe!
"How could this happen! How could this happen! You...you can't be considered a human being at all!!"
Seeing that he was about to be defeated by a human in a head-on confrontation, the mutant werewolf roared unwillingly, and some blood spurted out from his open mouth...
"Who told you I was human?"
Carlott, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with a burning desire to fight that seemed to burst out. The breath exhaled from his mouth suddenly strengthened in an instant, turning into a stream of white air in the cold air!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The violent heartbeat sounded in Carlott's chest, and a gurgling stream of new blood flowed from the heart and poured into Carlott's body. Along with the blue-purple muscles that expanded from the chest to the whole body, the muscles were tattered. The cotton lining of his body was torn off by Carrot, and with the blood of the tide giant activated, his height had completely surpassed the werewolf!
"This is...what kind of monster are you!!"
The mutated werewolf was shocked by the series of changes, roared hysterically, jumped back, and then swung his arms wildly. A large number of spikes came out of his body and shot towards Carlott.
"You...have lost! Suffer death!"
The aqua blue barrier instantly spread from Carrot's body, intercepting all the spikes in mid-air. He rushed towards the mutant werewolf with both fists, breaking his raised right arm with one punch, and bombarding him with one punch. The chest of Carlott, which was transformed into a giant, made its entire chest dent. How could this kind of monster be able to stop the power of the intermediate level of the Burning Technique?