Reckless Through The New World

The demon took the count and gliding for a while at a height close to the ground, then stopped.

It's not that it doesn't want to run farther, but that it can't run farther.

A feathered arrow that shone with white light hit its left shoulder, penetrating from the back to the front, and the entire arrow shaft got stuck on its body.

This was an arrow shot by the scavenger in a hurry just now. Because the time was too tight, he didn't have time to aim carefully. He could only shoot casually by feeling, but he failed to hit the key point.

To be able to escape his chasing soul at a distance of less than a hundred meters, this demon's strength is indeed extraordinary.

But even so, it has suffered a lot of damage. The scavenger's arrow is blessed by the clergy, and has a powerful lethality to evil creatures. When the demon was hit by this arrow, no matter where it hit, it would be invaded by divine power.

For demons, this is not much different from being poisoned.

The demon staggered to a stop, first put the earl he was hugging on the ground, and then sat down with his buttocks, his body kept shaking.

"Help me... draw an arrow!"

The Count nodded, grabbed the shaft of the arrow with both hands, and slammed the shaft in the direction of the arrow, so that the whole arrow completely penetrated the demon's body.

This is the standard action of drawing an arrow. If it is drawn backwards, it is likely that the barb on the tip of the arrow will catch the flesh and blood, and the injury will be even more serious.

Even though the demon was sturdy, he couldn't help but howl in pain. Fortunately, the shaft of the arrow had been pulled out, and the divine power had no backup, and it was quickly offset by the powerful evil power in its body, which made it finally relieved, but it was still breathing violently and listlessly.

"These guys are indeed experts in dealing with demons!" The Count shook his head and sighed, and said with some fear, "I was too greedy just now! If you run away when you find that the water temperature is not right, you may not be hit by this arrow."

"You're...a powerful...contractor," the demon said intermittently, "but...they are...more powerful!"

The count nodded, he no longer had the confidence to escape even a little bit at this moment, and even... he couldn't help but think about another thought in his mind.

If you are destined to die here today, should you think of a way to keep the blood of the Tarakhan family?

Over the years, the Tarakhan family has eliminated many enemies, most of them have been uprooted, and only a few can escape some bloodlines.

In the earl's view, as long as a family can escape some bloodlines, even if it is not extinct, there may be hope of revival in the future.

It's just that he never thought that it would be his turn to think about this kind of problem for his family today...

After a while, the demon finally regained his strength and stood up again.

"What shall we do now?" it asked.

The count thought for a while and said, "Find a dark and damp place, dig a hole and bury yourself, and hide in the ground."

"That's not a good idea."

"Now we don't have any other choice." The earl said with a wry smile, "We can only gamble with them. This valley is still very large, and it is not easy to search for a pit with two people buried in it. It is impossible for them to stay here all the time. The strong man who boiled the river with fire just now is obviously impatient."

The demon nodded: "You're right, what we have now is only patience."

The old partners who have worked together for many years are speechless and can only sigh silently.

For many years, they have always been high above, crushing others at will, when did they fall to being crushed by others!

But... the situation is stronger than people!

After sighing, they found a place with the thickest trees and got into the forest.

This time, they didn't look for the direction. In short, they walked wherever it was dark and damp, like a headless fly. After walking for about ten minutes, I finally came to a small depression.

There is a lot of water in this depression, and it has gradually formed a swamp. Fortunately, it is winter now. If it is summer, I am afraid that there will be countless poisonous insects and deadly poisonous gas.

The demon cast a spell and dug a hole in the middle of the swamp.

The pit is very particular, with a thick branch inside to make sure it doesn't collapse, and the top is camouflaged with mud and dead branches to keep the lid from being discovered. As long as they don't make special observations or use spells to search for them, no one can expect to find that there are two people hidden in this small swamp with dead branches and rotten leaves floating everywhere.

"You've done a great job with this hiding place!" Seeing it busy, the Count couldn't help but admire.

"When I was a low-level demon, I was busy hiding most of the day." The demon said lightly, "In fact, I am better at hiding than fighting. So after I was promoted, I gained the powerful ability to hide my breath."

"So it is!" The earl laughed, "It seems that this time we actually have a good chance of escaping."

"Shut up!" The devil's face changed suddenly, "Every time you say that, something will happen! Say a few words less!"

The count was a little embarrassed, and after thinking about it, he found that it was really the case, and his face became more and more ugly.

(Could it be... I am unlucky today?)

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and he couldn't help frowning. He wished he would jump into that pit now, hide for three or five days, and hide in the transport before coming out.

But before the demons could dig the hole, they heard the sound of dogs barking.

A group of dogs are growling and running towards this side quickly.

"...They even brought a dog?!" The busy demon stopped and was stunned.

The count also had a dull expression. He never dreamed that this group of experts in destroying demons would even use dogs to help them search.

(Isn't it right! Shouldn't they use magic to search for such high-end characters? Why use dogs?!)

He shouted wildly in his heart, but his body seemed to be stiff, unable to make any movements.

"Hey! Ah Huang, No. 18, Xiaolin, what did you find? What are you doing running so fast? I can't catch up!" A voice that was a little out of breath shouted, "Slow down! Slow down!"

"You have to exercise well," said a slow, unsentimental voice.

"I'm very busy, how can I have time!"

"It's enough for you to have these dogs. Next, you can practice boxing and knives. In short, you can't rely on dogs to live your life. Do you think you are the dog king of Hongshan?" Another grinning thick voice said the voice.

Those voices approached quickly, the demon and the count looked at each other, and both saw fighting intent in each other's eyes.

It's enough to be hunted down by paladins, magicians, etc. There are just a few hunters hanging around with hounds, what's there to be afraid of!

But they soon regretted it.

After a while, what rushed out from the depths of the bushes was not a hunting dog, but a giant dog that was as strong as an ordinary person's shoulders on all fours!

The three dogs are all yellow, the difference is that one of the older dogs is bald and has no hair at all, which looks strange.

Of course, they look weird enough, and there's nothing wrong with being weirder.

Following the three dogs were three people in strange white coats. The head of the man's eyes is very indifferent, it seems that everything in the world is just a tool to him, one of the two behind is a strange cold steel color, looking like a mechanical puppet, the other is fat, squinting round With small round eyes, he smiled like a hawker walking down the street.

"Who are you?" asked the count first.

The leader with the indifferent eyes didn't answer, just looked at him as if he was looking at a piece of pork, and then looked at the devil - this time there was a little more interest in his eyes, but it was even more creepy.

The one who spoke was the fat man with a big smile: "My name is Mahara, the one with the dog is called Aaron, and the tough-looking one is called Elendian."

He was obviously very talkative, and said with a smile: "We didn't expect to be able to catch you. Aaron insisted that since he brought the dogs out, he would let these three dogs move around... I can't believe that these days, the dogs are more than Everyone can use it!"

"Dogs are better than humans," Aaron said coldly.

The corners of the devil's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a sneer.

It did not mean to greet each other, and the figure rushed over in a flash, wanting to launch a surprise attack.

But three dogs stopped it.

These three dogs are not only physically strong, but also highly intelligent, and cooperate very well with each other. The dignified middle-level demons were unable to break through for a while in the face of their siege.

At this time, the cold-steel-colored man took out a very suspicious green bottle and drank the liquid inside with his neck up.

His body trembled, and after a while, with a yowl-like roar, the white coat burst violently. This man, who was originally only a medium stature, turned into a steel-like color, but at least three times as tall as a normal person. , a giant whose wrists are thicker than ordinary people's thighs.

"Let's go!" The demon's face changed greatly, he didn't even think about it, he waved his magic and released it, accompanied by a cloud of smoke, rushed over to hug the Count, turned around and ran away.

But its movement was still a little slow, and it was hit by a white light shot from the smoke, and its body staggered, but it still led the Count to escape.

After a while, the smoke dissipated, and the cold steel man shook his head and returned to his original appearance.

"Mutation potion is still too slow to take effect." He said to himself, "Next time, the medicinal properties should be enhanced."

"Enhance the medicinal properties again, and you'll be the same as last time, and you will directly become a violent beast. You will need to be killed to recover." said Aaron in a white coat with indifferent eyes.

"It doesn't matter, it's normal for a scientific researcher to die once or twice."

"You've died far more than once or twice..."

"Edison experimented with a new light bulb and failed 1,600 times."

"But they didn't fail once and die once..."

The cold steel Elendian looked at Aaron: "Instead of criticizing me, why don't you think about it first? You're still a scientist when you run out of breath after a short walk?"

"Scientists don't need to be good at physical strength!"

"I suggest you learn from me and directly transform your body."

"Don't talk nonsense! Do you think everyone is as perverted as you, reinventing themselves all day long?"

"Study like you do, even if you create a powerful synthetic beast, you're just a weak scum. And I'm strong."

"Hey, it's fortunate that you are still from the scientific system, don't you know that anything that can't be produced is scum!"

Seeing that the two were arguing again, Mahara, who was in the same research group as them, sighed and found a topic: "By the way, why are the three wolves called this name? Wouldn't it be better to call No. 17, No. 18 and Xiaolin? ?"

Aaron smiled: "The name is so messy, how does it reflect that I'm a mad scientist?"

This time, Mahara doesn't know what to say either...