Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Puff, puff, puff——

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, something splashed on his face, but the bearded moose-centaur craftsman Mshiha had no time to wipe it off to see what it was.

He held a heavy hammer and stood in front of the gate of the ancient maze castle, blocking the bloody monsters that swarmed in. He kept shouting and scolding.

Mshiha was covered in blood and couldn't tell which ones belonged to him and which ones belonged to the bloody monsters he killed.

Another moose-centaur warrior was right next to him—Qihorshi, who was holding a scimitar, was even crazier than him.

Qihorshi made full use of his scimitar that could absorb blood and flesh to nourish himself, and kept killing in and out. Countless bloody monsters fell under his scimitar.

His brother Scela was farther away, waving a spear and influencing the surrounding warriors with his mind ability "Pre-war Encouragement".

The three of them and the elite they led were like towering river embankments, blocking the rushing flood.

However, their efforts only slowed down the violent flood for a moment, causing it to change direction slightly, but they could not calm it.

The flood formed by the flesh monsters was constantly washing past them, trying to devour the remaining sub-humans behind them.

And the sub-humans who were killed would be transformed into flesh monsters and reborn after a period of time... This was simply a terrifying vicious cycle.

The moose centaurs who gave up resistance in despair knelt on the ground, begging for the response and help of the "Red Moon" they had been following.

However, the next moment, the moose centaurs were beheaded by a rusty long sword, and died with their eyes open.

The one who chopped off his head was a skeleton wearing tattered armor like an antique, and the long sword was stained with blood.

For some reason, it was translucent and bright blue.

"Ahhhhhh——" Chikhorshi shouted and stepped forward with his four hooves, raised his scimitar, and wanted to rely on the momentum and the sharpness of the scimitar to directly kill the opponent.

However, the scimitar, which was always effective in the flesh monsters, pierced through the skeleton swordsman with a blue glow without hurting it at all.

Qiholxi was shocked. He clearly saw an evil smile on the skeleton swordsman's white bones, and the long sword stabbed at him.

Swish——

Mshiha beside him quickly grabbed Qiholxi's hand and used the huge power of swinging the heavy hammer to save Qiholxi from the crisis of being killed by a sword.

However, Qiholxi's chest was still left with a sword wound, and blood flowed out.

"Why?" Qiholxi took a few steps back and looked at the skeleton swordsman with no flesh and blood in surprise.

It was still Mshiha who saw the clue: "Dong said that this is the legendary "evil dead spirit". We can't hurt it, but it can hurt us. "

Qihorshi then remembered that Dong had mentioned this creature before, but why did it appear here?

Before the two moose centaurs could figure out how to deal with the skeleton swordsman, they turned around and saw another skeleton soldier with the same blue light rushing over.

The two kicked their eight legs to the side, thus avoiding the sneak attack of the skeleton soldier.

However, they turned around and saw a more horrifying scene.

In addition to the skeleton swordsman and the skeleton soldier, there were several blue translucent "dead spirits" walking towards them on the red carpet of flesh and blood monsters.

With just a glance, they saw no less than ten "dead spirits"!

They didn't know how to deal with one "dead spirit", but they didn't expect that more than a dozen "dead spirits" would appear at once. This...

Qihorshi and Mshiha both felt nervous.

Both wanted to say something, but at this moment, they were shocked as if they were hit by some terrible hammer.

This feeling... this feeling again!

Before the bloody battle broke out, everyone in the ancient maze castle was devoured by this terrifying spirit without exception.

If Dong hadn't released his spirit to protect them, it would be hard to say how many people would be able to maintain their fighting spirit.

Now, this nauseating feeling that made them want to escape quickly came again.

They all looked up and saw that the source of the evil thoughts was a large-scale body that they could not ignore at all.

The mountain-like monster maintained the posture of a human or subhuman, wearing a dark red robe, but the hood and robe covered all his true appearance.

Only the pair of skinny hands were exposed, like the claws of a beast, and like the finger bones of a skeleton, exuding a terrifying breath.

As soon as the "Lord of the Dead" appeared, he stretched out the "Scroll of the Book of the Dead" in his right hand.

The strange and bizarre words on the scroll, along with his whispered chanting in a language that was not from this world, were constantly summoning blue "dead spirits".

Facing the "Lord of the Dead", Qikhorshi and Mshiha were still able to hold their weapons and stand still, but many of the sub-humans around them could no longer bear it.

They fell to the ground in sweat, losing their will to resist, and allowed the "dead spirits" and flesh monsters to take their lives!

"Come on!" Scela rushed over from a distance, piercing several flesh monsters with a long spear and throwing them aside, "Don't be afraid!"

However, when the "Lord of the Dead" shook his scroll, Scela, Qikhorshi, and Mshiha all felt as uncomfortable as if they had just had a high fever and fell into the ice and snow.

They couldn't control their instinctive fear. Even though they repeatedly spit on this cowardly behavior in their hearts, they still couldn't break free from the shackles of fear.

If they continued like this, they would die here.

Whoosh——

Suddenly, Dong appeared in front of them. A strong mind energy was like Moses parting the sea, dividing all the pressure projected by the "Lord of the Dead".

Only then did the sub-humans such as Scela breathe heavily, as if their lives were back under their control.

Dong had no time to take care of the emotions of Scela and others. He flipped through an ancient book with crisp yellow pages in his hand, which was different from the previous one, and started writing.

The feather pen had only been ticked a few times, and the dozen or so "dead spirits" all shook.

The blue light on their bodies dissipated, and then they turned into scattered skeletons and fell to the ground.

Dong wrote a few more strokes on the ancient book, and the flesh and blood monsters blocking the way ahead made a loud bang, and all turned into blood plasma and splashed away, leaving a wide space.

"The Lord of the Dead" strode towards him.

"Release system..." Dong made a judgment, "It can release a mind beast like "Dead" and then control it. "

At the same time, his eyes turned to the other side.

In that direction, the "prophet" he mentioned before appeared.

"The prophet of lies" is a large species like the "Lord of the Dead", with a body as big as a hill, but the image looks like an old man wearing shackles.

However, three huge, broken wooden boards were floating strangely in front of this old man.

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten teeth, and then laughed wildly. This wild laughter echoed in the sea of ​​blood and the ancient maze castle, and everyone who heard it felt a chill in their hearts.

At this time, the sub-human races that had been continuously injected with bewitching thoughts by the "prophet of lies" for a month all collapsed.

They actually waved their weapons and attacked their comrades frantically!

Some sub-humans have already rushed towards Scela, Chiholshi, Mshiha and others.

"Operation system..." Dong made his second judgment, "He can control people's hearts with words, and even dead things cannot escape his..."

Before Dong finished speaking, he noticed the shadow in the air.

He saw that several cubic stone pillars of the ancient maze, under the control of the "prophecy" of the "Prophet of Lies", smashed straight at him from the air.

Bang bang bang——

Dong calmly wrote cursive-like words in the book, and the ability he activated destroyed the cubic stone pillars in the air, turning them into fist-sized rubble and falling.

However, "Lord of the Dead" and "Prophet of Lies" are not the last two large monsters to appear today.

"Ah..."

With a shrill cry, Dong turned his head and saw that Scela, who had just discussed the situation inside and outside the ancient maze castle with him, was thrown into the boiling oil pan.

Standing in front of the huge oil pan was a large, fat female species that looked like a goblin - "Old Witch".

The "Old Witch" had just captured Scela and threw her into the oil pan in front of her without any hesitation.

Amid Scela's screams, the "Old Witch" took out a wooden spoon, scooped a little soup from the oil pan, drank a sip, and then sneered.

Qihorshi and Mshiha panicked and wanted to save Scela.

They tried to overturn the oil pan, but the "Old Witch" took out a heavy hammer and hammered them all out!

Boom--

One wave has not settled, another wave rises!

A large area of ​​the wall of the ancient maze castle was shattered by a cannon. The cannon was moving, and it was pushed by several small flesh and blood monsters.

The muzzle of the "sixteen-pound cannon" was raised, and another cannon was fired, which shattered the wall of the ancient maze castle again.

This time the wall collapsed, just burying Qihorshi and Mshiha who were blown away by the "old witch".

"The "old witch" of the strengthening system." Dong frowned under the hood, "The "sixteen-pound cannon" of the release system. This is simply a gathering of monsters. "

He drew a few more strokes in the book, and heard a hiss, and Scela flew out of the "old witch's" oil pan, as if caught by an invisible hand and thrown to the back.

Scela was not dead. He used his mind to protect his whole body. Even though his whole body was blistered and horrible, at least he still had a breath.

Chikhorshi and Mshiha, who had crawled out of the gravel, immediately came forward to rescue Scela.

And Dong's move naturally attracted the attention of the four large monsters, including the "Old Witch".

"The Lord of the Dead", "The Prophet of Lies", "The Old Witch", and "The Sixteen-Pound Cannon" surrounded Dong, just like how the flesh and blood monsters surrounded the ancient maze castle in the previous month.

Dong took a deep breath, and when he was a little unsure of what to do, his heart suddenly jumped, and he looked up and looked at the horizon.

A black spot, piercing the desperate sky, whistled over!