Blood trickled from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of the white tiger, which was being strung tightly by the deadly constriction of the crested snake.
Despite the giant's relentless advance, the gleaming golden snake remained motionless and did not immediately release the white tiger.
Yang Zheng held a sharp machete, his face grim.
Soon, he was less than three meters away from the crested snake.
He has never been afraid of snakes or other reptiles since he was a child.
When he was a child, he would play with his friends. When others saw a snake, they would either run away in panic or scream in terror. But he would pick up stones and sticks and smash it.
If it were a non-venomous rat snake, he would dare to rush up and stomp on it with his foot, then grab it with his hand.
The giant's heavy, mountain-like steps caused the entire cliff face to tremble.
Seeing the giant's murderous intent, the crested snake became wary.
Suddenly, it quickly released the dying white tiger, raised its ugly, grotesque crested snake head, and stared intently at the approaching giant.
This crested snake is indeed strange.
They are not afraid of people at all, especially giants.
Yang Zheng gripped the machete tightly in his right hand, secretly increasing his vigilance.
The snake had been coiled around the white tiger's body, making it impossible to estimate its true length.
Now it lies on the ground, its body twisted, and it is a full 1.5 meters long.
Amidst the pile of skulls, a grating sound of scales scraping against each other rang out. The golden crested snake slowly raised its body, revealing its ferocious nature.
It opened its sharp teeth and mouth, its throat throbbing incessantly, emitting strange shrieks.
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
Suddenly, its body arched slightly, and it transformed into a golden light, rushing towards Yang Zheng, who was two meters away, with lightning speed.
"court death!"
Yang Zheng, quick-witted and agile, anticipated the crested snake's intentions and swung his cleaver, forcefully slashing horizontally.
When the blade collided with the snake scales, sparks flew and a soft "ding" sound was heard.
I never expected that this crested snake would have such a strong defense.
It is completely invulnerable to swords and spears, just like in legends.
Although the machete couldn't cut through the golden snakeskin, the enormous kinetic energy was something the small crested snake couldn't withstand.
hiss!!!
A shrill, mournful hiss rang out, and the crested snake that had lunged at them was cleaved several meters away by the machete, writhing and thrashing on the ground in agony.
It seems that although the blow did not cut it in half, it shattered the spine that was covered by its tough scales.
After landing a successful blow, Yang Zheng quickly gave chase.
Now that this crested snake has a damaged spine, it's clear it can't escape. Take this great opportunity and chop it into mincemeat.
Swish, swish, swish! ! !
The blade flashed continuously.
With a crisp clang of metal against metal, sparks flew everywhere.
Yang Zheng slashed several times in succession, all of which landed heavily on the crested snake.
In an instant, the golden body of the crested snake was shattered and dented in several places, and it struggled and twisted even more violently.
It's now like a golden twisted rope, completely twisted into a knot.
He probably won't survive!
To avoid damaging the blade, Yang Zheng picked up a fist-sized rock nearby and smashed it hard against the ugly rooster-like head.
"Crack..."
With a crisp sound of bones breaking, the golden crested snake's head was smashed flat, and it died instantly.
The remaining golden snake body was still twitching slightly due to the independent and dispersed nature of its nerves.
Under the giant tree not far away, the white tiger that had just been entangled by the crested snake and was on the verge of death struggled to raise its head and witnessed this scene. It was so frightened that it trembled on the spot.
After the crested snake completely stopped moving.
Yang Zheng then squatted down and began to examine it carefully.
"This strange snake has really strong defense. I just slashed it so many times, but there wasn't a single scratch on its golden snake skin."
Surprised, he carefully picked up the dead snake.
I observed it for a moment longer.
The golden snakeskin was completely intact.
Although the crested snake has a very strong external defense, its internal organs and bones are too fragile. When faced with an 18-meter-tall giant, its spine and head were smashed.
After staring at the dead snake for a long time, Yang Zheng's eyes gradually became fervent.
Suddenly, a bold idea popped into his head.
"If I skinned this crested snake and made myself a suit of armor, wouldn't I immediately become invulnerable and have invincible defense?"
"Yes, that's how we'll do it!"
The more I think about it, the more excited I get; the more I think about it, the more enjoyable it feels.
Yang Zheng pulled out a pair of scissors from his bag, ready to skin the unfortunate crested snake.
Don't be fooled by this snake; it's only 1.5 meters long in this small world.
If this were brought back to Earth, it would definitely turn into a terrifying giant python, fifteen meters long and as thick as a water bucket, within six hours.
The 15-meter-long golden python must weigh about a ton.
My own cramped rented room definitely wouldn't be big enough to fit it all.
Only by removing its snakeskin can it be easily stored away.
Sigh... my rented apartment is still too small and not private enough, making it inconvenient to do anything.
After I go back this time, I must find a new house, preferably in a remote place, and it has to be a big house with a yard...
Then turn your attention to the crested snake in front of you.
For now, dealing with it is the most important thing.
Anyway, whatever is in the small world will grow bigger after six hours if it is brought to Earth, so don't worry.
The golden snakeskin, which is over ten meters long, is probably enough for him to make a complete set of defensive armor.
There will definitely be more; we'll make a few more sets to change into later.
Just thinking about it is awesome!
Without hesitation, Yang Zheng picked up the scissors, aimed at the flattened snake head, and prepared to cut it off. Then, he would cut an opening at the seven-inch mark, pinch the snake skin, and scrape it off. In an instant, a perfectly intact snake skin would peel off.
This is how he always did it when he slaughtered snakes at home.
It's very simple.
Soon, Yang Zheng frowned.
The scissors in my hand simply can't cut it.
The skin of this crested snake is incredibly tough, elastic, and has excellent contractile strength.
He fiddled with the small scissors for a long time, but it didn't work at all.
Forget about cutting an opening; you can't even leave a mark on the snakeskin.
He refused to believe it and continued to exert himself.
With a "snap," the scissors broke, but the golden snakeskin remained completely undamaged.
Ultimately, they had no other choice.
Yang Zheng had no choice but to give up on skinning the snake.
However, bringing it back to Earth like that is clearly not very realistic.
A giant python that's over ten meters long!
How can I fit everything in a rented apartment?
We must remove all the bones, flesh, and internal organs from it.
He only wanted the snakeskin, because once it was taken off, it could be easily rolled up and stored in a large bag without being conspicuous or taking up much space.
After squatting on the ground and thinking for a moment, Yang Zheng had an idea.
"First, squeeze the blood out of its body, then use the back of a knife or a stone to smash its body wildly, crushing all the bones inside into a paste, and finally slowly squeeze it out bit by bit from the snake's mouth..."
"You can also burn it with fire until it turns into charcoal, and then crush the contents into powder, which can be poured out in the same way."
As for whether the snakeskin will be burned?
Yang Zheng wasn't worried at all. If it were really that easy to burn, what kind of defense would the crested snake's skin have?
It's better to not have it!
With a plan in mind, he began to take action.
First, grab the crested snake by the tail and use all your strength to frantically pull and press it downwards from top to bottom.
As a series of snake blood dripped onto the ground, the method proved effective.
Suddenly, just as Yang Zheng's left hand pushed against the crested snake's vital spot, a bead emitting a faint white mist was suddenly spat out of the snake's mouth and fell into the pile of bones on the ground.
Huh?
"It looks like a small white marble just fell out, but where did it go?..."
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