"You'll find out soon."

...

Just as Margaret was talking to Ashes, the guy called "The Crazy Man" had crossed the boundary of the central market and ran towards it quickly.

"Everyone is silent. No one is allowed to shoot without my orders!" Margaret said in a deliberate voice, "Don't alarm it!"

The crazy man seemed not to notice that there were more than a dozen people hiding in the carriage not far away. It was completely attracted by the movement of the battle and the smell of blood spreading in the air... Soon, it stopped in front of the giant wild boar's corpse that looked like a mountain of meat.

"The body of a madman is consuming a lot of energy all the time. It must keep eating to maintain this consumption... As long as we don't provoke it, it will either die under the minions of other beasts or die from physical overdrawing."

As Margaret said, the madman rushed directly to the corpse of the giant wild boar. The index finger at the front of its hands had turned into long sharp claws. The sharp claws easily tear open the carapace and skin that even the steam guns were difficult to penetrate, and directly exposed the bloody meat pieces and yellow-white fat below.

The crazy man seemed to have only food left in his consciousness. He directly put his entire head on the torn hole and ate the bloody raw meat in big mouthfuls...

"Are we waiting for it to finish eating?" Ashes looked at the crazy person who had almost half of his body penetrated into the boar's corpse and asked Margaret softly.

"Well... the destructive power of the Crazy Man is very terrifying. If we want to kill it, we need to pay a considerable price... In addition, keeping it has other uses."

"Help us resist the next beast attack?" Ashes thought for a while and asked.

"It is not completely correct, but the standard answer is almost the same... According to research, there is a special energy field in the crazy person... This energy field cannot be felt by humans, but those crazy beasts are different. They can feel the existence of the crazy person at a long distance, and out of the nature of seeking profit and avoiding harm, they avoid the crazy person from afar. Since the moment they appeared, they have been in the process of hunting and eating. In the food chain of the entire isolation area, the crazy person is undoubtedly the top-level type of predator."

"How do you know so much?" Ashes were a little curious. The other party didn't even know the long-range attack methods of wild beasts common in the dark season of the isolation area, but they had such a thorough understanding of the "monsters" like Ashes, who had never seen in the isolation area... What is this woman and the group of men in black under her?

"That's because I've dealt with this kind of monster in person..."

“…How strong is it?”

"Believe me... you won't want to know the details..." Margaret shook her head gently. Since the appearance of the Crazy Man, Margaret's words suddenly began to increase - ashes could sense that Margaret's breathing rhythm had accelerated a lot than before... This was not an illusion. At this moment, she was in a very nervous state. This tension was definitely not disguised. Her index finger was tightly pressed against the trigger guard, and the joints of the fingers holding the grip showed a white color due to excessive force.

It is precisely because of the nervousness that Margaret is willing to tell herself so much - communicating with her kind has always been one of the ways for humans to relieve tension and anxiety.

...

The crazy man was still eating, and it seemed to have a bottomless pit on its abdomen. During this period, the size of the meat it ate was probably about the same as its own, but its abdomen could not even be seen.

The digestive ability of this thing... no, it should be said that it is the energy conversion ability, it is really terrifying.

"It will leave after eating, right?" Ashes slowed down his breathing as much as possible. He leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, and the crisp sound of the giant wild boar's bones being bitten not far away was clearly audible.

"I don't know...but at least we don't have to worry about the attack of the beast tide for the time being." Margaret squatted beside the ashes, observing the situation of the Crazy Man with a small and exquisite copper periscope.

The madman eats very quickly, and its teeth structure is already very different from that of normal people. A large piece of tough raw meat can be torn and chewed in just a few strokes and swallowed it into his stomach. In less than ten minutes, the meat on the back of the giant wild boar was almost finished.

If all the meat is piled together, it is probably more than ten times that of this crazy person...

At this moment, an inhuman roar suddenly came from the rear of the car... The roar was filled with pain and depression, and it seemed that the person who made the sound was suffering from cruel torture... and the origin of the roar was where the "seeds" were located!

What's going on? Ashes was shocked and was about to turn around, but a crisp mechanical sound rang in his ears - it was the sound of the gun loading in Margaret's hand!

"Fuck!" The beautiful woman suddenly uttered a swear word that was extremely inconsistent with her noble identity. Instead of looking back at the direction of the roar, she stood up and stared at the front with a serious expression.

"Damn it!" In an instant, Ash also realized the problem: the crazy person who was eating had been alarmed!

Although the roar was not very loud, it seemed so abrupt in the silent central market. The madman had stopped eating, and the blood-red eyes of wild beasts slowly looked towards the direction they were.

The black scales of the Crazy Man were stained with a large number of broken organs and viscous blood, which made it look even more ferocious. The twisted muscles under the scales kept rising and falling violently with the rhythm of breathing. White scorching gas was spewing out of its nostrils, as if there was a high-power steam engine in its body...

Margaret did not wait for the crazy person to take the initiative to attack, but chose to take the initiative! The pressure gauge pointer on the gas tank storing compressed steam jumped to the red area symbolizing "danger", and the drum behind the guardrail had rotated rapidly-

Countless projectiles were poured into the crazy person in just one breath!

Margaret's control of the recoil of the gun can be described as perfect. With this stormy shooting frequency, she can still control the landing point of the projectile within a range of no more than ten centimeters. She can shoot so densely. If the target is just an ordinary person, then her entire upper body will probably have been beaten into minced meat...

But for the crazy person, when attacked to this level, it only staggered and took a few steps back - the only result of those conical bullets embedded with high-hard steel cores was that they left countless light-colored scratches on the black scales on its body surface.

"Don't save ammunition! Keep the firepower covering the target!" Margaret growled at her subordinates, throwing the steam gun in her hand aside. During the high-frequency shooting in just a few seconds, the barrel of this steam gun was overwhelmed and deformed and cracked. The surface of the barrel was even more terrible. A large amount of high-temperature steam overflowed from the cracks. If you continue to shoot with it, there is a danger of explosion at any time.

A huge leather bag was dragged out of a sealed metal box by Margaret. Unzipped the bag, there were a lot of precision mechanical parts inside.
Chapter completed!