When Haisha heard Dean's words, her cheeks immediately felt hot, and she turned away, saying angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, you glib talker!"
Dean looked up in surprise. Was that not an exaggeration? How did he become a glib talker?
He thought about it and immediately came to his senses. His words were indeed prone to ambiguity, and he immediately said, "I was wrong. I was praising your craftsmanship, and I just didn't expect that you can sew and mend."
"Why can't I do it?" Haisha retorted in anger.
Dean was tongue-tied, scratching his head and saying, "Aren't you a Saint? I thought you only do what a Saint does."
Haisha snorted and said, "This kind of thing is not difficult. If I can't even do this, what kind of Saint am I?"
Hearing the anger in her voice, Dean shut up immediately.
Haisha found that Dean was not replying. She waited for quite a while, but Dean was still silent. She turned to look at Dean and actually saw him looking at her, and their eyes met. Her cheeks were burning in embarrassment. She quickly turned her head and said, "It... It's cold here. If it's not important, you should just stay outside."
Dean looked at her strangely and said with a nod, "Then I'll go and get some food back."
"Okay," Haisha said.
When she heard the splash sound behind her, she quickly turned her head and saw the surface of the water rippling and Dean's figure swimming quickly to the outside. She bit her lip, and her eyes were following the heat source figure going away slowly until it disappeared from her line of sight before slowly withdrawing her eyes. There was a trace of confusion in her eyes.
After leaving the plaza pool, Dean quickly shook the water off his body and spread his wings, flying straight to the spot where he stored four Shadow Hunter eggs.
A moment later, he arrived at the top of a ruined building and looked down from the sky. There were several Zombies and some small monsters with hideous posture wandering in the street around the building.
Without delay, he sneaked into the building from the broken window, folded his wings, and landed on the floor. The floor was covered with broken glass fragments and thick dust, making crunching sounds when it was stepped on.
The smell of the Shadow Hunter eggs immediately hit his nose. He walked in the direction of the smell which seemed to be an office. There were several upside-down office chairs and several human skeletons covered in dust on the ground.
Soon, he arrived at the room where the Shadow Hunter eggs were hidden.
Two of the four eggs he hid here had broken!
His heart skipped a beat, and his eyes swept around the room, showing vigilance. He gently lifted his foot and slowly walked toward the eggs without making any sound.
As he got closer, he immediately saw clearly that there was nothing inside the two broken oval eggs.
He reached out and touched the broken eggs. One was still sticky, so it should have just been hatched, and the other one was estimated to have hatched for some time.
"It seems like I've been unconscious and stayed in the ice cave with Haisha for a while, should be about a week or two." Dean's eyes flashed, and his pupils shrank slightly, looking at the surrounding darkness. There were still two eggs left, which meant that the hatched Shadow Hunter was still wandering around and had not gone far away.
He suddenly regretted not bringing Haisha's dagger when he came out. The blood of the Shadow Hunter would corrode his hands if he fought bare-handed.
After looking around for a while, Dean slowly stepped out of the room and put his palms on the wall. The wallpaper had already fallen off. He took off the powdered putty from the surface of the wall and dug out a large block of the cement-and-sand-mixed wall.
He gently kneaded the block into powder. Turning his head to look around, he raised his hand and spread the powder around.
The fluffy powder scattered all over the wall and the ground around him. Suddenly, Dean saw some of the powder that was scattered behind him was actually stuck on top of the wall. He was startled, and a chill emerged in his heart. He suddenly raised his hand hit the wall.
Whoosh!
The wall abruptly changed, revealing the appearance of the Shadow Hunter that was biting toward him.
His fist hit the carapace on the Shadow Hunter's chest, causing a slight dent in it. The next moment, however, the Shadow Hunter's several limbs quickly wrapped around him, holding his arm in place firmly.
Dean felt a stinging pain in his arm, like being lacerated. His face changed. Thinking of what Haisha said, he hurriedly controlled the muscles' vibration in his body. The blood in his body instantly boiled like an accelerating surge, and at the same time, his vision was getting clearer, and the Shadow Hunter in his vision turned translucent. He could clearly see the arteries and veins, the joints, and the rest under the carapace.
"Squeak!"
The Shadow Hunter seemed to sense something and let out a sharp squeak.
Dean immediately saw snow-white bones emerging on his arms and shoulders. Unlike the bones he saw before his coma, this time the bones were more complete, like a layer of bone carapace, wrapping his arms vertically. Bright red skin could be seen in the gap between each vertical bone. There was no pore on the skin surface, like a piece of flesh.
Dean took a quick look. Not wanting to think too much, he quickly attacked the Shadow Hunter on the head so it let loose of him.
The Shadow Hunter's limbs clung tightly to Dean's arm, and the sharp claws were trying hard to tear his arm apart. Dean, however, only felt itchy, without any pain.
Bam!
As his fist was swung, he saw a white color flitted across his eyes, then followed by a flood of green color.
Dean was dumbfounded.
Not until he felt a burning pain on his arm did he react and hurriedly jump backward. He heard a thudding sound. The Shadow Hunter, who was holding his arm, actually fell to the ground, and its head was completely broken!
Dead?
Dean was somewhat astonished. He could not help but look at his hand that was now covered in green blood and mucus.
He hurriedly shook the blood off his hands and found some dusty and hardened cloth nearby a corpse on the floor, then wiped the blood off his arm until more or less clean before stopping.
All five of his fingers and the back of his hand were covered with strips of white bones. There were three spikes of more than ten centimeters long protruding from the back of his hand extending to the phalanx of his middle finger.
When his hand clenched into a fist, these three sharp spikes were like three sharp blades!
Dean gradually recovered from his astonishment. There was some shock in his heart. He did not expect his strength would be enhanced several times with just one evolution. This Shadow Hunter's size was similar to the previous one, and the strength was also similar. With his strength before, he had to spend a great effort if he wanted to kill this Shadow Hunter, especially in the absence of weapons, he would hurt himself.
But now, it was easy to kill it with just a single punch!
What surprised him the most was that the white bones were no less hard than a metal sword.