The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Fortunately, the moves of these spellcasters are not so complicated and concealed. These direct electric lights are not such a big threat, he can avoid them. The spells that are truly threatening are those that cannot be detected or seen at all.

He jumped on the plank. There were a lot of hunters, and the fishy smell was so disgusting. A white light appeared on the sea in the distance. Out of the corner of Zelin's eyes, he noticed a large swath of things appearing with the waves. A murloc lit a ceramic pot filled with grease and threw it at the wooden board in front of the demon hunter. The flame jar didn't hit him, but instead ignited a stale fish house, and a sudden flame blocked several pursuers behind.

For the hound that didn't know where it came from, Zelin only heard its rapid footsteps and the barking when it launched a pounce. It opened its mouth full of small teeth, and wanted to bite Zelin's leg, but because of the trap of the Ardenfayin it touched, the speed suddenly slowed and it staggered, and then it was chopped in the head by the ebony blade. .

Jumping to the roof closest to the high platform, Zelin turned around and hit Alderfayin to smash the wooden boards connected to the other roofs. A villager wanted to jump, but he didn't jump far enough. His head knocked on the eaves, fell to the ground, clutching his smashed head and wailing.

There seemed to be greater riots on the beach, and those shaking oil lamps seemed to be sending signals. Zelin climbed up to the wooden tower, and the light of the oil lamp was also lit on the wooden tower. A murloc standing on the edge holding a harpoon wanted to poke the climbing demon hunter down, but Zelin grabbed the harpoon, fish People wanted to take it back, but its slender legs were a weakness. Zelin pulled it down hard, and the murloc couldn't stand firmly and fell off the edge of the wooden platform.

Standing on the wooden platform, Ze Lin turned and looked at the distant beach.

Chapter 556: Approaching Secret Places

The water mist dissipated, and the rain that had been raining became smaller.

Zelin saw something. He felt a sharp pain. He squatted down on the wooden platform. The oil lamp left by the falling murloc fell on the wooden board. The nightmare scene made the oil lamp seem to turn into a mocking smiling face, and the flame was The eyes and cracked mouth burned blazingly.

By the sea, large swarms of murlocs jumped into the sea. They flocked to something, their weird voices changed significantly for the first time, becoming more evil, making people chill behind their backs. The heads and flapping arms on the surface of the sea are all weird and deformed so that they can hardly be described in words. They are all murlocs, all of them are.

Zelin heard some noises coming from under the wooden platform, as if they were shouts and activities made by organized hunters. There are footsteps and ambiguous syllables from the throat. He shook his head to recover from the strange dizziness as soon as possible. His hand wiped the wet marks on his cheeks, only to find that it was blood, not rain or sweat.

Below, several murlocs are trying to climb, but their palms that have evolved webbed membranes make it difficult for them to climb high. Only two villagers in civilian costumes and arms with human characteristics climbed to half of the height. Soon you can climb up the wooden platform.

Zelin picked up the oil lamp dropped by the murloc and took the oil lamp off the iron rod. There is a bent hook on the upper end of the iron rod, and the oil lamp is hung on it. He casually threw the oil lamp down and hit a villager in the head. The flame from the oil lamp ignited his hat and hair. The villager yelled and jumped down.

Looking at the house on the other side, it was under the cliff, where Zelin came. It was the only place that was not submerged by sea water, but the **** leading to the top was already full of strange creatures. The wooden platform was relatively high, almost level with the cliff, but farther away.

At this time, an electric light focused on the bottom of the wooden platform, and instantly burned the rope that bound the log under the wooden platform. Upon seeing this, Zelin looked at the distance from the wooden house under the cliff on the opposite side to the wooden platform, and then at the fire spot below. Crossing his hands, he drew the rune of Ignatius, and the flame instantly ignited the corner under the wooden platform. Fortunately, the rain is already small, otherwise it would not be easy to ignite it.

Accompanied by the creak of the wood cracking, the wooden tower began to slowly dump towards the direction of the cliff. Another villager climbed up along the edge of the high platform. He grabbed the edge and attacked the demon hunter's leg with his weapon. His attack hit the protection formed by the Kunen's seal, and Zelin turned around and kicked it. The villager snorted and fell off his face. It hit the mud with a slap, blood splattered.

An electric light smashed down. This time, it hit the wooden platform. The Kunen's Fa Seal, which had been attacked several times, finally couldn't hold on, and was smashed by the pulsating electric arc. Zelin saw a murloc holding a cane not far away. He raised the crossbow, and eight consecutive bursting crossbow arrows instantly covered the roof where the murloc caster was. When the flames of the explosion passed, only a bombed hole was left on the roof, and the murlocs were gone.

The wooden platform began to shake violently, and the few murlocs below that were difficult to climb fell along with it. As the wooden pagoda began to fall, Zelin jumped towards the roof of the second floor of the wooden house near the cliff in front of him. The sound of the wind whizzed past, and the wooden platform behind it collapsed in the flames. He didn't jump far enough, but the iron with hooks came in handy. Zelin gave a full swing, and before he almost fell, the iron hook caught the edge of the eaves.

He almost slipped down without grasping the iron, grabbing the edge with his other hand, and pulling himself up. Those murlocs haven't given up their hearts yet, they are chasing from the other end. Zelin didn't know how many of them there were. These murlocs seemed to appear constantly, from the house, from the water, he didn't need to consume them here. Looking at the pursuer who was running from the other end of the road, the demon hunter found a wooden plank. He used Alderfa's seal to hit a wooden guardrail on the edge of the cliff, and put the plank on the roof and cliff to form a ramp.

Some murlocs threw some glass bottles filled with grease and flames from below, hoping to burn the planks and prevent the demon hunters from evacuation. Zelin swung his sword and knocked down several of them. Before the murlocs threw out the homemade Molotov cocktail again, he threw a Dragon Dream bomb. The flammable gas burst into the murloc with the explosion of the bomb. Zelin hit With a snap of his fingers, the flames swallowed these murlocs in an instant.

Zelin jumped onto the cliff in two steps, and didn't forget to kick off the plank before walking to prevent other murlocs from chasing along this path. He found that these murlocs were not good at jumping and climbing, and he could take advantage of this. Those murlocs were detouring on the other side of the mountain road.

At this moment, he heard another group of voices, footsteps coming from the direction he had come from. It’s not the voice of Yanan or a member of the healing church. Based on the sound of footsteps, the demon hunters can tell that this is the sound of a group of barefoot creatures stepping on the soil. All the hunters of Yanan wear boots, or some people wear heels. Simple cloth shoes, only those murlocs or villagers will make such a sound when they are running.

Looked around. In addition to the collapsed wooden house, there is also a cave nearby. The entrance of the cave is blocked by an iron fence gate, and the door is not locked. Hearing the footsteps of the pursuers sounding at the same time on the left and right sides, he opened the iron fence door and hid in the cave. Before leaving, he did not forget to hide himself in a cloth bag nearby. The cloth bag was wet, but the contents in it did not seem to be seriously damp anyway.

Behind the door, Zelin found a chain. There is not much dust at the entrance of the cave, which means that villagers in small fishing villages used to use it. The chain may be here to lock this fence gate. It is not locked, which means there must be other villagers in the cave. But instead of being flanked back and forth in a narrow mountain road, it is easier to deal with the enemies scattered in the cave.

Lock the door and slide down the wooden ladder not far away. Zelin could still hear the weird sound of the murloc who was blocking the door. The wooden ladder is very long, and the lower it is, the stronger the disgusting fishy smell.

After it fell underground, there was no light here, and there seemed to be some artificially reinforced wooden boards on the nearby walls and passages supported by wooden stakes. Maybe this is a workshop? With such doubts, Zelin looked at a piece of wood from a nearby trolley that seemed to be sent down by a sling, and made a torch with high-concentration spirits and cloth in a cloth bag.

The Ignatius seal flashed, and the flames lit up. With the help of the flames, Zelin saw clearly what was in the underground workshop.

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ps: Let me steal a wave of Fgo activities, tomorrow will be normal three-shift

Chapter 557 The Labyrinth of God Pan

This is a disgusting sight.

The white striped creatures filled the field of vision of the demon hunter. The ground was covered with such creatures in places illuminated by the fire. These leeches-like creatures also seemed to be pale tentacles. There is a layer of sea water on the ground. These creatures without eyes, or even no discernible organs on the pale fleshy skin, are twisting in a layer of stagnant water. The countless white creatures are densely packed, until they extend into the fire and cannot be illuminated. Place. Zelin couldn't think of how many such creatures there were in the darkness he hadn't seen.

This is indeed a workshop, a workshop in a small fishing village, but the things kept are different from what the demon hunters expected. If this is really raising things.

"What is this..."

Zelin tightened his mouth, these things reminded him of parasites, but these parasites must be as big as a fish. He shook the torch back and forth, trying to illuminate more places, but standing here, he could only see an endless piece of white, and the ground was full of these parasite-like creatures. There is a wooden road that runs through the underground workshop. The wooden road is erected, with some traces of cloth shoes on it, and some empty wooden barrels and fishing nets stacked nearby.

"What are they doing here?"

The sound of the murlocs can no longer be heard above. The fishy smell of the underground caves makes the air dirty, and the ears of the demon hunters are the only sounds of these giant parasites twisting their bodies and rubbing with the secreted mucus. The darkness of the underground is even more oppressive and suffocating.

Stepping on the boardwalk, holding a torch and looking around, there are white strips of creatures on both sides, and the board creaks under his feet. Along the road, he began to walk towards a darker place.

Some huge snail shells are lying sideways in this parasite group, but it is not an empty shell. A figure that Zelin has seen on the beach before, and those figures that look like snails are coming out of the shell. Body, the entire upper body is lying outside, lying on the pile of suspected parasite creatures, there are many white striped creatures crawling in along the edge of the snail shell.

As if to feel the fire, the shell lying motionless on the ground suddenly moved. The human body in the shell twisted at a strange angle. Its body seemed to be made of rubber. It was twisted at a 90-degree angle at the waist. The head with eyes, no ears, no nose, and a mouth that almost completely tears his entire face turned to the direction of the demon hunter.

Suddenly, the white body rushed over, and its body seemed to be stretched suddenly. Zelin quickly avoided sideways. This kind of thing may not have a spine, or may even have no bones at all. This creature that still retains a human-like shape slams into the stagnant water in front of the demon hunter, splashing several white worms. Zelin took the opportunity to pierce its bald head with a sword.

The monster screamed as a human woman, and its body curled up. After a few seconds, after confirming that this creature would not suddenly violently attack him again, Ze Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything here is too weird.

If murlocs were transformed from humans, are these weird soft creatures also transformed from humans? Are these monsters that make human women's voices transformed into this appearance by these parasites, becoming like snails?

Why are they doing this?

Reminiscent of the scene on the beach, Zelin can determine that those canoes that are pushed into the sea and carry humans should be sacrifices, and these soft creatures, they are also on the beach, what is the meaning of their transformed existence ?

In the end, Zelin found a cave leading to other places in a suffocating cave workshop. This cave is half-arched. There are no white worms and no shells of soft creatures. But to walk over, he must walk through this piece of stagnant water that can fill his ankles, as well as densely packed water. Worm.

"It's more disgusting than the nest of the Anglade Swarm."

Zelin drew out the Kunen's seal. He took a deep breath and walked out of the wooden path carefully, stepping into the stagnant water.

These worms did not pounce, but these worms seem to be similar to leeches. Every time you lift your foot, you can see some worms that are trying to attract them to slide off the boots under the action of gravity. The demon hunter took every step cautiously. These worms liked to stick to something, even the pillars below the boardwalk could be seen full of dense worms.

Looking at this place, he seemed to be able to imagine the appearance of those human women who were still turned into soft creatures being thrown in, or sitting in by themselves under the influence of various circumstances, and then being overwhelmed by these white weird creatures. Among the white worms, he can also see many tiny nematodes. No matter what the thoughts of these people who were transformed at the time were, this process is certainly not an experience worth enjoying and remembering.

This is absolutely painful.

The light of the torch dimmed a bit, and Zelin added some strong wine. There are some empty shells on the ground nearby. The women who were inside should now be on the beach, ready to welcome the mysterious creatures they worship. The journey was not long, but Zelin felt as if he had been walking for a long time, and he was relieved until he finally stepped on the clean ground in the cave.

Walking quickly to the depths of the cave, with the movement of the fire, the breeding workshop full of strange births plunged into darkness again.

There is not much water in the cave, and most of it comes from the water spreading from the breeding farm. After walking a certain distance, the accumulated water on the ground disappeared, leaving only the moist soil, and the suffocating fishy smell faded a lot. The hard-to-breathe feeling faded, making Zelin feel a lot easier.

Zelin's footsteps echoed in the dark cave. He walked slowly and cautiously.

There is wind, and he feels the cold wind blowing from other places, which means that the air current in the cave is circulating, and there must be a place to go out in the direction he is moving. The cave is not a dead end, this is good news.

At the junction of the workshop and the cave, there are weird lanterns hanging on both sides of the cave. The lanterns are not fire, but chilling blue light. Similarly, the oil lamp has no temperature. Zelin doesn't know what is shining inside. . Considering that he didn't know how long the cave was in front of him, he took off one of the oil lamps and used it as a lighting tool after the torch burned out.

He can't waste all the spirits used to make potions on lighting.

Carrying an oil lamp emitting a dark green gleam, Zelin strolled into the winding underground cave in front of him

Chapter 558 Escape