Night Raven Master

Chapter 88 The Emerging Crisis

No, no.

After Yate made the decision to procrastinate, the weak sense of crisis in his heart did not subside, but intensified. If the previous sense of crisis was described by a dry water bag, the current sense of crisis is A water bag that does not stop after being filled with water, but continues to fill.

Yate glanced at the gem of fate in the inventory, and Yate could feel more and more that it was this gem of fate that strengthened his sense of crisis and intuition.

Arter had already thought of the incident that happened in the Red Rose Castle. After all, before that, even when he was about to die in the Dilud Plain, he didn't have the ability to sense the crisis.

Wait for the Plain of Dirod! ?

The pupils covered by the eyelids dilated instantly, and a creepy feeling enveloped him.

Demon Warlock!

Not some demon priest!It's a demon warlock!
None of the demon warlocks who controlled the pack of demonized wolves to completely destroy the town of Dilud, which is almost the same as the town of Red Rose, survived!

The demon warlock appeared here, hiding in this village.

A cold sweat soaked Art's shirt, and he thought carefully: "Is it another demon warlock? Or is it that demon warlock?"

This is just his subjective conjecture, and he has no real evidence to prove that the one hidden here is the other party.

However, this does not prevent him from assuming this.

If yes, then why did the other party appear here?
Seriously injured?Hidden recuperation?Or is it planning a bigger conspiracy?
Regardless of the possibility, the other party is hiding here.

And Marshad's abnormality.
It is very likely that Marshad has been controlled, or... modified memory?
No one knew about the fact that the other party was hiding in this village, or no one found out. The only old Marshad who found out about it had his memory modified by the other party.
No, he is not the only one!
Yate immediately thought of those old people and children who had never appeared. The people in the village didn't seem to feel this abnormality. The people in the whole village had their memories modified?

A strong chill suddenly enveloped his body, making his spirit tense up.

What the hell is going on in this village?

delay?no.

This strong sense of crisis showed him one thing—delaying time will not bring safety, but will bring greater crisis.

How to do! ?One thing is certain now, that is, the demon-related existence hidden in this hunter village has completely controlled this village.

As long as you stay here for one second, you will be in danger for one second.
Just wake up the others and leave the village?

Will it be directly killed by the hidden person?
He was probably able to confirm that the strength hidden in this village was at least above the median level—even Ahlius's detection magic couldn't detect the chaotic aura that was deliberately covered up.

What's worse, if the opponent is really the demon warlock who destroyed Di Lude, then it means that the opponent is an apocalypse-level powerhouse.

Even if the opponent is seriously injured and still unhealed, the possibility of the two of them successfully resisting is extremely low.

Now I and others are likely to be watched
Anyway, unable to wait any longer, Art opened his eyes.

He sat up, grabbed the cane beside him and tapped it.

tuk tuk-

Everyone who had not yet entered a deep sleep was awakened by the sound.

They were Ah Lisi, March, Joshua, Toke and Fan Di in order.

Ahlius was the first to wake up. Because of what Yate said before, he was not completely relieved, and his sleep was very light. After hearing the sound, he immediately sat up. The movement made a sound when they collided with each other.

This sound awakened the two mercenaries who were still in a trance and were not fully awake in an instant.

Looking at the people who cast their eyes on him, Atlan said: "Everyone, scavengers prefer to be active at night, and if necromancers appear, they are more likely to appear at night."

He shrugged his shoulders very naturally: "You know, necromancers don't like to act during the day, sunlight is like poison to them."

At this time, Tok asked with some doubts: "Master Claure, didn't you say that?"

Didn't it mean that we will investigate the village tomorrow?

"This is something I thought of on the spur of the moment." Yate didn't answer the question directly, and he didn't think about it at the beginning. If he had thought about it earlier, he wouldn't have discussed it with everyone an hour ago.

He was a little irritable, and his eyes flicked over everyone, if his judgment was correct.

He didn't give the others a chance to speak, and said directly: "We're going to look for traces of the scavenger now, and solve it as soon as possible. I'm tired of being in this place where there's only omnivorous soup. I'm not the same as you."

His tone was bored, like those nobles who are not used to rough food.

And his performance made Toke shut up, Fan Di showed a bit of displeasure, and Qiao Xiu next to him showed an even more resentful expression on his face, Ma Qi was still that stiff A silent face, but Art could also see a trace of dissatisfaction on his face.

Only Alius stared at Yate for two seconds, then nodded as if he understood something: "Then go now."

Afterwards, several people opened the door and walked out of the house.

After Yate went out, he took the lead to walk towards the entrance of the village. Fan Di and Toke walked at the end and asked aloud, "Don't you need to inform Uncle Mashad?"

But Yate didn't turn his head, and said lightly: "We are doing something, do we still need to notify him?"

Hearing this, Toke was a little embarrassed, and Fan Di's face was even more angry, but he swallowed it down and didn't say anything. The two priests, March, who had been silent and stiff-faced, also showed obvious dissatisfaction on his face. As for Qiao Xiu, when he raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at Art, he was blocked by Ah Lisi's back.

Alius walked towards Yate quickly, and at the same time said: "I don't think it's a good idea to wake up an old man at night, you know, once the old man wakes up, it's very difficult to fall asleep again."

Hearing Ahlius' words, not only Marchioshua and the others were stunned, but even the two mercenaries were stunned for a moment.

Afterwards, several people looked at each other, and walked behind Yate and Ahlius.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Yate sighed in his heart, and he didn't turn his head to look at Ahlius until he stepped up to his side.

There was a search in the other party's eyes.

However, he couldn't explain it. If he did, then the existence that controlled the village would most likely attack them immediately.

It's kind of lame, but .
Yate only hoped that the sooner this crappy temporary script was exposed, the better, and it would be best to keep them away from this hunter village.

However, the world did not go as Art expected.

They advanced for 1 minute, and when they were only 100 meters away from the entrance of the village, a figure stood out from the shadow of a building.

An old face, a slightly stooped body——

"Uncle Mashad?" Toke and Fan Di said at the same time, with doubts in their voices.

It was Mashad who came, and he had doubts on his face: "Everyone, why are you leaving so late?"

The doubt on his face was not fake, it seemed that he was really puzzled by everyone's behavior.

Although Toke and Fan Di were a little surprised that Uncle Marshad hadn't slept so late, they didn't think too much about it: "We're going to find traces of scavengers, scavengers have the habit of being active at night."

Tork repeated what Art said.

"Oh, so that's the case." Mashad showed a dazed expression on his face, then raised his hand and gestured, "It's really hard for you, but you can tell me, I can prepare for you A few torches, you know, the road is not easy to walk at night, there may be wild animals in the forest."

Toke glanced at the silent Yate and Ashi, and felt something was wrong, but faced with Marshad's question, he just smiled awkwardly: "We thought you were already asleep, so we didn't I plan to find you, afraid that you won't be able to sleep after waking up at night."

Hearing this, Mashad showed a smile on his face, and he hit his chest with the wrinkled fist on the back of his hand: "Hey! Boys! You are wrong to think so! I am not old! I am still young What! I can sleep after waking up, as long as I drink a bowl of water, I can sleep soundly!"

However, for some reason, when he punched his chest for the second time, he heard a crisp sound, and a sharp sound similar to a cry of pain came from his body.

His old and cloudy eyes also saw the widened eyes of the two mercenary boys, with terrified expressions on their faces.

"What's the matter with you?" Marshad asked suspiciously, but he immediately found that his voice was a little weird, it seemed to be a little hoarse, and something flowed out of his throat.

Why are you drooling?

He could feel that something liquid flowed out of his mouth, and then dripped onto the clothes on his chest.

He lowered his head, dark red was reflected in those cloudy eyes.

Art frowned, Ahlius also pulled out his long sword, and the others did the same.

Because, they saw, under the moonlight, the old man standing ten meters away stretched out an arm from his chest, and then grabbed the old man's neck and twisted it hard.

click-

Marshad's head was twisted off, but he didn't fall to the ground. A blood-red monster crawled out of Uncle Marshad's body.

Humanoid, somewhat bright red, red skin that is more suitable to be called flame than blood, sharp double horns, a tail, and a pair of bat wings that are constantly shaking to shake off the blood.

When seeing this kind of monster, there is a feeling of confusion.

It's the same feeling as when facing the endless demonized wolves in the Dilud Plain.

Art clenched his cane tightly and sighed: "Everyone, get ready to fight."

(End of this chapter)