The Ravenous Hound extended its nearly ten centimeters long claws and slammed them fiercely into the zombie's body, cutting through it as easily as slicing through tofu.

To complement the impact of the zombie's body, Harry silently swung his iron rod at the same moment.

In the past few days, Harry had experienced many battles of different sizes. From the beginning of panic and confusion to gradually becoming calm, and now being able to think during the fight, he was rapidly growing.

With the physical enhancement from his level 2 Spiritweaver ability and the strength of "Muscle Hypertrophy Type 1", Harry's arms could burst with a force of seven hundred kilograms. Coupled with this one-meter-long iron rod, although the Ravenous Hound in front of him was terrifying, Harry was not afraid at all. The strength of the zombie body that he had just kicked up with a powerful blow hit the Ravenous Hound with great force, but the Ravenous Hound, whose entire body was made of red muscles, was even stronger than Harry in terms of pure strength.

However strong as it was, the moment it blocked the corpse of the beast, there was still a moment of stagnation in its body. Harry's grasp was on the opponent's moment of stagnation.

Otherwise, with the strength, speed, and bounce of this Ravenous Hound, it would be difficult for him to accurately attack the opponent, which would be extremely disadvantageous for him.

Harry's iron rod appeared almost under the horizontally rushing corpse of the beast, sweeping out horizontally and solidly hitting Ravenous Hound's front leg.

Although Ravenous Hound's whole body was covered with strong and exaggerated muscles, it could not withstand being hit by this heavy iron rod on its front leg. With the crisp sound of bone breaking, Ravenous Hound's front leg immediately bent.

With one leg disabled, Ravenous Hound opened its blood basin and let out a low and angry roar, which was full of pain, anger, and madness. With only three legs, it rushed up again.

But Harry breathed a sigh of relief. With a leg broken, Ravenous Hound's bounce and speed had at least halved. Looking at it standing upright, Harry held the iron rod and swept it out again. As long as he broke its other front leg, this guy would be completely finished.

Seeing that the iron rod was about to hit its other front leg, Ravenous Hound suddenly twisted its body. Its hind legs kicked, and its body twisted like a slippery eel. The upper body shrunk back, not only avoiding Harry's iron rod attack, but also its hind leg stretched out, and the nearly ten centimeter-long claws stretched out, sweeping against Harry's leg.

With a muffled groan, Harry felt a pain in his left leg. Four blood troughs appeared immediately, and blood spurted out from inside. The deep blood troughs could faintly reveal the white bone inside.

Harry took a deep breath. Ravenous Hound was far more terrible than he had imagined, and he had been too careless just now.

These four blood trough wounds were very deep, and Harry was so painful that his eyebrows were tightly furrowed. He could hardly use his left leg, although he had controlled the muscles around the wound, completely contracting the wound, but the pain still made him sweat all over his forehead and face.

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Ravenous Hound struck with one blow, but instead of immediately continuing its attack, it stared intently at Harry. Using its three legs to support its body, it slowly moved, as if searching for a weakness in Harry to make a fatal attack.

Harry couldn't use his left leg and had to support his body with an iron rod. His muscles were tight as he stared back at the Ravenous Hound. He wondered if this creature that killed Olivia's father was the same one in front of him, leaving claw marks on the wall and tearing open Olivia's father's chest.

"If it was really you who did this, you will pay today." Harry suddenly grinned, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his left arm sleeve. Dragging his weak left leg, he swung the iron rod and took the initiative to attack.

Although Harry swung the iron rod quickly and fiercely, Ravenous Hound was still very agile with its three legs. It quickly jumped to avoid Harry's attack and reached out its front paw to claw at Harry's abdomen.

If it caught him, Harry would end up like Olivia's father, with his guts ripped open.

At that moment, Harry's left leg gave out, and he fell heavily to the ground. Ravenous Hound missed its chance to claw him.

Seeing Harry fall, Ravenous Hound pounced on him, its bloodthirsty jaws opening wide, ready to bite Harry's throat.

At this moment, Harry had just fallen down, in a flurry and unable to avoid the attack of the Ravenous Hound. Seeing that it was about to bite him, Harry suddenly laughed.

"Beasts are beasts, simple-minded."

Harry, who was lying on the ground, was not in a panic, or perhaps the panic just now was deliberately disguised to confuse the Ravenous Hound in front of him.

I saw Harry slightly tilt his body and avoid the Ravenous Hound's bloody mouth. He raised his left hand and a kitchen knife appeared in his hand, which he heavily chopped onto the Ravenous Hound's forehead.

With this strike, Harry used all his strength. Blood spattered everywhere, and Harry knew that the knife had gone straight into the skull of the Ravenous Hound and deeply embedded in it.

As it turned out, Harry had intentionally fallen down in the direction where he had just thrown down the two big bags of things. Earlier, he had temporarily placed his kitchen knife and hammer in these bags. He fell down to lure the Ravenous Hound to attack him and to take out the knife or hammer for counterattack.

Although it was very risky, and he might even be hit by the Ravenous Hound, Harry was prepared to take injuries in exchange for injuries.

As long as it was not a fatal injury, once he killed the Ravenous Hound and obtained the Spiritual Source, he could heal and recover.

So he allowed the Ravenous Hound to pounce on him, and he grabbed the kitchen knife from the bag with his left hand and counterattacked in an instant, hitting the Ravenous Hound's head solidly.

Unexpectedly, the Ravenous Hound had extremely strong vitality. Despite the fact that the kitchen knife had deeply embedded in its forehead, it still did not die. Its claws stretched out and grabbed Harry's chest.

Feeling a chill in his chest, Harry knew it was not good. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and instantly pulled his legs back, propping himself up on the Ravenous Hound's belly.

The Ravenous Hound flipped through the air twice and fell heavily to the ground. Although it had muscles all over its body, its belly was its soft spot. It was kicked in the belly by Harry's foot and its intestines were ruptured. It lay on the ground, with large amounts of blood flowing out of its mouth and nose, convulsing all over. Obviously, it was near death.

Harry was also seriously injured, lying on the ground, panting heavily, with cold sweat on his back from the shock.

If it had not been for his quick reaction just now, if the Ravenous Hound had completely grabbed him by the chest and ripped him open, it would have been a real gutting. Even if he had absorbed the Spiritual Source, he might not have been able to survive.