Chapter 43 (1/2)

Each anesthesia syringe was filled with a different animal tranquilizer.

Urethane, methoxamine, ketamine, dihydroetorphine…

Some of these sedatives had been purchased by Li Ang under the disguise of a small-scale veterinary, while others had been created by Li Ang using his own chemistry knowledge. Each syringe could numb the muscles of an elephant or even a blue whale in a few minutes, forcing them into a deep sleep.

I choose you, mandrill!

The Cat’s Eye in Li Ang’s eye socket let out a brilliant gleam of light.

What appeared before the enraged mandrill were countless clothed… chickens?

The chickens surrounded the mandrill and line-danced.

This dance was not elegant or beautiful and could even be described as ugly.

However, there seemed to be an inexplicable force that made the mandrill stare at them without blinking.

One second, two seconds… The chickens suddenly disappeared. The eyes of the mandrill regained their clarity.

It instantly realized that it was being mocked, which alarmed and enraged it. Upon turning its head to look behind, it saw Li Ang, who looked deathly pale, looking at it with a smirk. He was also holding an empty anesthesia gun.

Li Ang possessed most of Chai Cuiqiao’s spiritual power as well, yet he’d only managed to use the Illusion to confuse the mandrill for two seconds.

Two seconds were sufficient for him to inject all the sedative into the AK-47 bullets and then into the mandrill’s flesh.

The enraged mandrill wanted to throw a punch but was shocked to discover that its entire back was numb. This numbness spread to its shoulders, neck, waist, abdomen, legs, and arms…

The anesthesia contained a significant amount of N2 choline receptor blockers that acted as a muscle relaxant.

Any living organism with flesh, blood, cells, and nerves would succumb to such a muscle relaxant.

The mandrill felt all its muscles trembling as they went numb, its blood pressure continued to decline, and its heartbeat was slow and disorderly. It staggered while taking a step forward and almost fell flat on the ground.

Its mouth subconsciously opened wide with its tongue hanging out. Viscous saliva continuously dripped down, forming a long strand. Its brown eyes, which were filled with violence, started to lose their light.

The mandrill knelt on the ground with its eyes wide open.

The teammates looked at one another. Hanging Sword for Ten Thousand Miles, who struggled to climb out of the rubble pile, casually used his hand to wipe away the blood dripping from the edges of his lips and asked indistinctly, “Is it dead?”

Li Ang shook his head. “Not yet. It is simply unconscious.”

“What are you waiting for?”

Hanging Sword for Ten Thousand Miles seemed to receive a boost of energy as he lifted himself from the rubble pile, swung his sword, and yelled, “Kill it now!”

“Wait! Something unexpected might occur. We should shoot it from a distance first.”

Xing Hechou grabbed hold of Hanging Sword for Ten Thousand Miles, who had been about to rush toward the mandrill, and said quietly, “Can you still shoot some arrows, Miss Liu?”

Liu Wudai expressionlessly let go of her left hand, which was pressing her right shoulder. Everyone saw that the shoulder muscles were hanging from her bones.

“Let me do it.”

Li Ang breathed out and heaved the Kalashnikov rifle up.

His Spirit was about 90 percent consumed. At that moment, his brain felt as though a pile driver was repeatedly hammering it. His temple was swollen, and he felt extreme piercing pain.

In, out. Li Ang regulated his breathing and continuously shot at the mandrill’s open mouth.

Click, click, click. The bullets pierced the mandrill’s extended tongue mercilessly, making blood fly everywhere.