Dark King Chapter 110：Branch

“Did you absorb… its magic marks?” Gatt also rushed over. He checked the blood covering Glenn’s body as he asked the question.

In addition to Dudian, all the eyes of the rest of the team were on Glenn. They were enviously looking at her. Although they knew this thing would not fall into their hands but still were excited at sight.

“Well,” Glenn nodded slightly: “This time thanks to your help I got my hands on what I wanted.”

All of them acted polite and modest but they were happy in their hearts. It has to be noted that if a senior hunter favored them then their future in the consortium would be bright.

Dudian looked at the dead swordsman: “Are we going to take back his corpse or we going to bury it on spot?”

Glenn looked back and sighed: “His body has been infected, it’s only in ‘suspended animation’ state. Evil is going to consume his soul and once again he will stand up as an undead. We will incinerate him.”

The other hunters’ face expressions changed into a sad one as they looked down at dead swordsman. This was the only sore of this trip.

“I will take back his sword!” Knight came up and picked the sword from the ground. He spoke in a low tone: “We have been in the same team for last three tasks… Didn’t expect this one will separate us…forever.”

Gatt came forward and patted his shoulder but stayed silent without uttering a word.

Its very difficult to understand meaning of life. For ordinary people it was very common to take life and death as a normal occurrence. But for hunters it was something that they had to be accustomed to as the time passed.

Knife-wielding youth and the knight went around to find combustible materials. They piled papers, wood and clothing on dead swordsman body. With the help of fire sickle they ignited fire to incinerate the swordsman. Crimson red flames were reflected on everyone’s face as they watched his body burn to ashes.

As the fire was extinguished the only thing left of him were ashes and leftover bones. Glenn approached and buried them on the spot.

After dealing with the swordsman body Glenn stood up and came to the black weaver’s body.

Knife-wielding hunter came forward to help Glenn. Both of them were skilled at dissecting the beast. The knife sliced through mucosa and the hard shell of the beast was stripped off.

It was a rare opportunity to learn the anatomy of the beast so Dudian came up to watch them. Although he had learned the ways to dissect some common beasts while in the scavenger training camp but complete dissection of various useful parts of a monster’s body with such a complex structure was a very difficult task.

Blood began to flow everywhere and pungent smell floated around as the various internal organs rolled down to ground.

Dudian quietly watched. Perhaps the object of dissection was a monster so that he didn’t feel nauseous while watching the whole process.

It didn’t take long before hard shell, head, spiked limbs and the other parts of the giant black weaver were dismembered respectively. Dudian saw Glenn cut open the black weaver head. She pulled out white soft cotton from the groove in the jaw bone. From the expression on her face it should be some valuable and useful material.

“Strange. It turned empty out in here! Did it…?” Knife-wielding hunter’s face turned ugly as he cut open the black weaver’s belly.

Glenn looked past as she heard the words. There was nothing in the stomach in addition to internal organs. The place behind the stomach was empty, flat.

Dudian was puzzled as he heard the hunter talk but from their dialogue he knew that they were talking about the ovary.

“Did it spawn before coming to hunt?” Glenn was speculating but shook her head and continued: “No its impossible. The young eggs have low survival rate. It would be very difficult for them to hatch out. Even if they hatch out, parasitic worms would be very weak and can’t form the magic marks.”

Knife-wielding youth was disappointed but continued to collect the other useful parts.

Dudian saw that he took out a mass of yellow liquid from its stomach. He found it odd and asked: “What is this?”

“It’s fat.” The knife-wielding hunter looked at Dudian. He was more modest towards Dudian as he thought of Glenn’s praise for Dudian: “Its excellent material to fuel the oil lamp. Nobility loves to use it.”

Dudian dawned over to check it closely as he didn’t expect that people were willing to use stuff like this to fuel the lamps.

It didn’t take long before the giant black weaver’s body was completely decomposed. All of its valuable parts were neatly piled together while the rest of internal organs, flesh and blood were scattered over. It was done so to prevent other monsters to come to eat the leftovers. Glenn used the fire to incinerate the scattered invaluable parts.

The air was filled with strange pungent smell. It felt like the meat soaked in blood was cooked.

Dudian covered his nose. But he suddenly smelled the black weaver’s odor. He concentrated more and more on this odor and it seemed to be coming out from the soil.

Dudian was surprised as he sniffed more to detect the location where the odor was spreading from. Few meters away from the initial place where they had killed the black weaver, there was flat but fluffy soil. He remember the conversation between knife-wielding youth and Glenn: “Is that…?”

At this time, the archer youth suddenly said: “As the hunt for black weaver is over, I wanna go to other areas and check if I can find something rare. After all this adrenaline, I’m feeling a bit itchy… Maybe I’ll be a bit lucky? Ha? “

Glenn was filling everything to a large storage bag as she looked up at him and said: “Its alright but I have just absorbed the magic marks. I’m a bit weakened and will have to return to the giant wall to rest. If you want to you can go but I have to remind you that it is going to be dangerous!”

“Its alright. I heard that there are teams in area no 6 implementing some tasks. I will join and co-operate with them while trying my luck!” The archer youth laughed.

Glenn thought about and said: “Alright, whatever you say.”

Dudian thought of his own storage in area no 9 and immediately said: “I wanna go to.”

“You?” Glenn glanced at him and frowned: “Area no 6 is too dangerous. There will be many high level beasts there so its not alright for you to leave.”

“I will go to the other areas,” said Dudian, ” Undeads may not amount to anything in their perspective but I’ve been short on money lately.”

Glenn thought for a moment:” Its ok. But cold crystal are not much of a value. If you are that anxious for money I can lend you as long as its not more than 100,000 gold coins.”

Dudian was staggered. One hundred thousand gold coins? It was an astonomical number. It was enough to buy a small town in the residential district!

“No, I don’t need that much… Moreover, I want to earn myself.” Dudian replied.

Glenn saw his determination: “Alright, I’ll escort you back.”

Dudian nodded as he didn’t dare to run around alone in this area.