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Although he didn't like this environment, Charlotte didn't care at all.

"Industrial pollution..." Smelling the smell of industrial pollution in the factory, Charlotte showed a look of disgust on his face. "...However, the most annoying thing is that some dirty ghosts, you don't stay in the dilapidated cemetery where you should be, or in some abandoned old buildings, but run away Come here, what do you want to do!"

In the darkness, a pair of blood-red eyes opened, aiming at Charlotte with a murderous look like a blade.

Eyes like knives, actions like wind, the hunter hidden in the darkness rushed out from the darkness, the air was cut open, in the dark environment, sharp claws, with cold momentum, bloodthirsty killer Noticing, he aimed at Charlotte's neck.

The hunter is extremely eager to drink the bright red blood in the next moment, and to look at this humble life in his eyes, feeling his own life passing away in despair and fear.

However, he missed... It was like a lion about to throw its prey to the ground, but in a blink of an eye, the prey escaped the lion's claws narrowly and narrowly.

bump! !There was a loud sound, accompanied by the smell of gunpowder, and a hot flame suddenly appeared at the muzzle of the gun.

After avoiding the hunter's swift attack sideways, Charlotte took out a revolver from her arms.

Without hesitation, he began to pour out the killing.

To be honest, the taste of bullets is not pleasant at all. Under the acceleration of power, these yellow-looking bullets far surpass those bows and arrows that were disasters on the battlefield in the old days.

In that ignorant age, the weapons called "bows and arrows" created by humans were enough to make many highly skilled knights fall off their horses because they couldn't fully utilize their well-trained martial arts skills.

And firearms are far more terrifying than bows and arrows, because they represent a new high in efficient killing for humans.

Now a revolver, especially after undergoing some modifications, is a powerful and somewhat exaggerated firearm. The lethality brought by it will knock down the hunter who is trying to conduct a textbook-like hunt.

With a hissing sound like a knife being cut on the glass, the hunter staggered and rolled on the ground several times, then got up in a state of embarrassment, turned around and disappeared into the dark environment.

And at this time, in the environment where the air quality was originally poor, a new smell was added, which was like a rotten layer of decay.

"The smell is really bad!" Charlotte said with a little displeasure, while complaining, she pushed the revolver's revolver and ejected the bullet casing of the previous bullet.

The bullet casing fell to the ground, and the sound of jingle bells echoed, and then Charlotte filled a new bullet into the wheel. "Forget it... let's solve it soon."

The dark environment didn't seem to affect Charlotte, who had dark vision. In his field of vision, the darkness receded, and the blood dripping on the ground clearly showed that the hunter whose arm was broken by a revolver whereabouts of the person.

Charlotte sneered and walked up following the blood.He easily and comfortably avoided several obstacles, and accurately followed the trail of the attacker.All the way to the front of a closed iron gate, the blood disappeared from the ground.

Of course, it wasn't that the assailant was evaporated from the world. Although it was in a dark environment, Charlotte still noticed the crack marks on the iron gate at the first time.

The injured hunter, before reaching the gate, climbed up the rock with his sharp claws, and turned over from above the gate.

On top of that, was a barbed wire fence, and there was a ripped hole right over the door.

The surrounding air suddenly trembled, and the next moment, a violent roar sounded.

After Charlotte pressed her hand on the gate, an invisible impact exploded, tearing the entire gate apart and flying it out.

The sound of breaking the door echoed in the entire dark environment and spread far away.However, although the road ahead has been opened up, it seems that such an earth-shattering sound will obviously alarm many things hidden deeper.

But for Charlotte, obviously after attracting those ghost things together, it would be better to solve it together.

Soon, just as Charlotte imagined, his goal was achieved!

In the darkness, one pair after another of red eyes lit up.The next moment, the hunting 'beasts' surrounded Charlotte who had stepped into the siege without knowing what to say.These red eyes appeared in the front, back, left, and right, and the deep roars, as well as those bloodthirsty eyes, firmly fixed on Charlotte who was looking at everything in front of him fearlessly.

"1,2,3, 15, 14... 16, [-], [-]..." Charlotte glanced at the surrounding 'beasts', showing no signs of fear at all, but looking at them with interest. Beast' number.

Even for many people, these twisted monster-like 'beasts' are deadly enough, with fast and sensitive movement speed, claws sharp enough to cut through iron, bloodthirsty desire and strong killing intent.When most people see it, even if there is only one of them, they will die because of fear.

However, it was obvious that Charlotte, who dared to step here alone, was not afraid of these monsters. On the contrary, he was not at all afraid of the dangerous scene in front of him.In other words, it should be those monsters that should be feared.

Chapter 14

Dry skin, rotting body, long and thin limbs, sharp claws like blades.They have been hidden in the darkness all year round, making their appearance slightly pale under the light of the lantern, and those crimson eyes are still shining even in the light of the fire, full of bloodlust and hunger.

Monster, the term that pops into anyone's mind when they see these humanoid creatures lying on all fours.

And the word monster can indeed be named on their heads.In fact, they are only an insignificant part of the many individuals that can be called monsters, but they are the most aggressive, or one of the most dangerous for humans.

"17 ghouls?" Charlotte whispered, and slowly squatted down, and put the lantern that had been in her hand on the ground.

The flickering lights in the lantern illuminated this small area with a radius of less than five meters.

Those ghouls who hid their bodies in a place where the fire couldn't reach, half hidden in the darkness, surrounded Charlotte, but they seemed to be a little afraid of the fire, and kept making extremely low roars.The sharp knife-like claws tore the ground even more, scraping the concrete floor into traces, but for some reason, they didn't attack Charlotte.

They have intelligence.

Charlotte, who was half squatting, quickly confirmed this.

One of the ghouls who sneaked up before was broken by a bullet by himself, and then let it run away. It was originally intended to rely on this ghoul with a broken arm to lure other hidden monsters.

It's just that these lured ghouls seem a little unexpected.

As a member of the scavenging monsters, it stands to reason that ghouls are undead scavenging monsters who have no intelligence and can only act on instinct.In other words, they are just beasts without brains, no, even beasts are much smarter than them.

Of course, even without intelligence, beasts with sharp claws and teeth can threaten humans.

But now, these ghouls who appeared in front of Charlotte... unexpectedly appeared hesitant?The kind of behavior that subconsciously protects itself when facing a dangerous target?Is this one of those ghouls who, at the sight of flesh and blood, become crazier than mad dogs?

ahh~

The ghouls surrounding Charlotte roared and moved slowly. Each ghoul was separated from each other by a certain distance but not very far apart, just like when a pack of wolves hunted large prey.

Not only a little wisdom, but even cooperation?

Charlotte stood up, leaving the lantern at her feet.

What happens when wild animals hunt in groups?

As soon as this idea popped into Charlotte's mind, the ghouls could no longer bear the desire for flesh and blood. The instinct of the undead overwhelmed a certain intuition for danger and chose to attack.

Roar!

A ghoul roared, jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Charlotte.The other ghouls followed closely behind, crawling quickly on the ground with hands and feet together, stretching out their sharp claws towards Charlotte.

touch~!

The large-caliber revolver let out a roar that broke the silence again, and the ghoul that was charging towards Charlotte was hit in the air by a bullet, and the broken skull and the splash of rancid slurry scattered out.

After raising his hand and shooting a ghoul, Charlotte turned around without any hesitation, held a cane in his right hand, and swept towards the back.

A ghoul crawled on the ground, opened its mouth to reveal black teeth, and was just about to bite Charlotte's right foot, when it was hit on the head by the cane, and the brains were scattered all over the place.But at this moment, there were five more ghouls, from different angles, either flying towards or biting from the ground, pushing towards Charlotte.

And more ghouls rushed over from behind.

"Quen."

Seeing the ghoul covering Charlotte, its sharp claws and fangs bit down on him.But a pale golden light suddenly appeared in front of Charlotte, forming a pale golden light curtain to block all the ghouls.

No matter which direction the ghouls attacked from, they were all intercepted by this pale golden light curtain at this moment.Their sharp claws and fangs that can tear apart shields and armor have no effect on the thin light curtain.

The range of this layer of light curtain is not large, but it is enough for several ghouls to crowd up, and the remaining 9 ghouls behind also swarm up.

But they didn't know that this made it easier for Charlotte to catch them all.

"Aard (Alder)-cold (cold)"

In the light curtain, Charlotte sighed, and the cane held in her right hand lightly tapped the ground.

Words and actions communicate the source that cannot be described in words, and flow in the great source that exists at the junction of non-existence. Following this call, an extremely insignificant trace is divided within a thousandth of a second.

And the traces, which were called ether, mana... magical things by mages, warlocks and all spellcasters in the old age, followed Charlotte's will and rushed to the place where the cane was struck.

Then, this trace of chaotic magic power was transformed into extreme cold, and those ghouls crowded on the light curtain had no idea what they were going to face, and were annihilated by the noisy cold wind the next moment.

The area with a radius of five meters and a diameter of ten meters was swept away by the impact of the extreme cold.

The cold wind covered the ground with a layer of hoarfrost, and the ghouls crowded on the light curtain were frozen by the frost before they even had time to react.

The 5 monsters that pushed on the light curtain, and the 9 monsters that crowded over, in the blink of an eye, a total of 15 monsters that were extremely dangerous to ordinary humans stopped all their movements.

"Aard"

Charlotte's voice sounded again, and with an imperceptible ripple, the frozen ghoul burst open.

Their fragile bodies, frozen by the extremely low temperature, fell apart like broken statues, turning into pieces and falling all over the ground.

"Although it's a bit wise, it's not so tricky." The cane chopped the ground, and Charlotte ignored the fragmented monster corpses on the ground, and took out another bullet and loaded it into the blue rose. "With these guys, it shouldn't be possible to cause several hunters to capsize."

"In other words, there are other things here."

Putting the pistol in the holster around his waist, Charlotte bent down and picked up the undamaged lantern.

The flickering lights illuminated the debris all over the ground, making the frost covering the ground reflect the light of the fire.But a lantern cannot illuminate the darkness in the distance.

Charlotte looked deeper into the factory, and there was something there.Otherwise, with a dash of wit, ghouls are mindless monsters after all, unable to make hunters disappear.

And the missing hunters basically ended up with no bones left.

These ghouls can't do that.

"According to me, the factory should be blown up directly, so that it won't be so troublesome." Muttering, Charlotte held the lantern and beat the shattered limbs of the ghoul on the floor with a cane More broken to prevent any accidents.

After all, even the best necromancer can't do anything about the fragmented corpse.

After confirming that there was no complete body, Charlotte carried the lantern and walked into the deeper darkness.

Chapter 15 Instance Boss

Steam, steel, oil, coal.

The above is the general impression of a factory in today's era. If you are more specific, there are also words such as dirt, filth, stench, etc. that can be used to describe this man-eating devil's lair.

It is indeed cannibalism. The average life expectancy of the workers working here is less than 50 years old.In addition to this, the odds of various diseases and cancers also increase to alarming levels.

This is unimaginable for those citizens living in cities far away from industrial areas.At the very least, in this kind of poems and chapters praising the birth of the steam engine and the progress of the times, there is even a cult that believes that the steam engine is a gift from the omniscient and omnipotent god to mankind.

The times are progressing, progress that is not hindered by anyone's will.

So, for Benitedo, he celebrates this era.Perhaps hiding in an abandoned factory, the quality of life is not very good on weekdays.However, it doesn't matter. For a mage who came all the way from Skyrim Province in the North to seek the truth, compared to the backward, poor, ancient, and backward Skyrim, the air quality here in Novigrad is not as good as Skyrim is in other places, but I don't know how many streets in the countryside.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are a lot of rich and powerful people here, who will provide him with a lot of convenience for their own desires.On the other side of the sky, no city ruler would do this at all.

If he was still messing around in Skyrim, he probably could only be reduced to the level of a green forest hero in the end, hiding in a certain cave, and having to face those nosy guys from the College of Winterhold to snatch his research results.

Thinking of the Academy of Winterhold, Benitedo's face twitched uncontrollably.

Although his face is still so handsome, even if he hides in this abandoned factory and has not been exposed to the sun for a long time so that he is a little pale, he still maintains a sufficiently chic and neat appearance.

But the pain and humiliation of being a nosy fellow at the College of Winterhold when he used Flametongue on his hands while he punched him in the face with that spell-casting hand will never be forgotten.

The heretics among the mages, the barbarians who trampled on knowledge and truth, the bastards assimilated by the Nord barbarians...

Whenever he recalled that punch, Benitedo would rush to the College of Winterhold with dozens of catties of bombs strapped to his body, and die with those heretics who read as mages and wrote the King of Fighters.

Shouldn't mages be noble, elegant, and full of intelligence, and use art to deal with those barbarians with incomparable elegance during battles, right?Where is the mage who put a shield on himself, and then used his muscles stronger than the barbarian to beat the barbarian to death with his fist?

But when he questioned the College of Winterhold, his professor replied, "This has been the tradition of the College of Wintercastle for generations."

Benitedo became angry on the spot, and threatened to 'communicate' with the mages of Winterhold College, and let them know what is called the 'art' of spellcasting.The professor of Winterhold College also agreed on the spot, turned around and sent an apprentice out to fight.

In the end, Benitedo was punched in the face by the apprentice using the Flame Tongue Technique with the Rising Dragon Fist.

This is a naked disgrace. Since then, Benitedo has left the sky far away, wandered around, and finally came to Novigrad by accident and met a big man who was willing to sponsor him.

The big man not only helped him find a remote place where not many people would come, but also took out some precious ancient books for him to study.When there was trouble, even if someone came to trouble him, the adult would suppress him.

Even when those hyena-like hunters approached, that adult also notified him in advance, so that all the hunters who came over were set traps by him and turned into his own experimental products one by one.

Your Excellency is a nobleman who truly appreciates art and craft.

Since he reciprocated like this, how could he live up to the good intentions of that adult?

So even though he was hiding in this abandoned factory in order to hide his eyes and was doing research alone, Benitedo didn't complain at all.

"Come on, come on."

In a large warehouse deep in the factory, Benitedo pushed the switch, turned on the power and lit the lights in the warehouse.

Gazing at the five-meter-diameter, blood-red circular magic circle depicted in the center of the warehouse, Benedetto seemed to see the truth of the world. "Pale white and black fake crystal, imperfect red and white. The peacock's feathers are bright and bright, like a rainbow appearing in the sky." He whispered "spotted leopard, green lion, crow lead Blue beaks - these will appear before you become pure white."

"The supreme achievement in the legend of alchemy, a technique that violates the creator's taboo and opens the door between man and God."

"A stone like blood, the fifth element extracted from it."

"The glory of creation, the formation of the human body... soon, soon." Benitedo was very satisfied with everything in front of him, and he was sure that the same great achievement would reappear from his hands.

"A...huh?"

Suddenly Beniteto frowned. "How?" He seemed to have discovered something, and hurried to the desk on the other side of the warehouse, reached out and lifted the purple curtain covering a shelf here, revealing a round crystal ball.

He put his hand on the top of the crystal ball and muttered something. After a while, a hazy light emerged from the crystal ball, reflecting a blurred picture.

An image of a ghoul being frozen into ice and then crushed to pieces.