Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 338 328. Gray Widow, Strange Husband

This heavy fog came without warning, and it happened to be late at night.

The townspeople were trapped in it unconsciously.

Moreover, Dean discovered during the journey that the fog not only blocked perception and blocked the transmission of sound and light, but also cut off the power supply to all buildings. Even the car alarms failed, and the phone lines to the outside world were also disconnected. .

Every house in the town is like an isolated island in a dark ocean, which may be washed away by a sea storm at any time. There is no way to call for help, and no one can rescue even if an alarm is issued.

Dean and Sean passed several empty stores along the way, but they were all messed up by something. Except for sporadic blood stains, there was no one and no monsters.

Then the two of them came outside a bar. The cowboy door was open, and the fog poured in without any hindrance, making the whole room foggy.

There was a faint hissing and squeaking sound like leather rubbing against each other.

Dean drifted into the bar like a ghost in zero gravity, Sean following behind.

The slightly acidic mist and the strong fresh smell of blood flowed into their nostrils, and they saw a chaotic and tragic scene.

A man wearing a motorcycle leather jacket was lying on the bar not far from the entrance. The back of his hands and wrists were covered with bumps and disgusting bulges. The bones and flesh in his head had been dissolved by some powerful acid, leaving only a bloody mess on the bar. of one layer.

And just above the headless body, there were strips of ribbon-like things hanging down from the ceiling.

Dean took a closer look and saw that they were not as flat as strips of paper, but round and thick as cables, and the color was as milky white as the mist.

Some cups, bottles, and bloody flesh were stuck to these cables, hanging in the air, swaying gently like wind chimes.

"This seems to be spider silk." Sean came close to Dean and said in a low voice, "Spider silk magnified a hundred times."

Dean nodded, turned his eyes to the unfortunate guy lying in front of the bar, and gently twitched his fingers.

The corpse was lifted lightly into the air with the power of thought. Suddenly, it was like a hornet's nest was poked. A large number of small, numbing black spiders broke through the flesh and came out. Each of them was the size of a coin and had eight legs. It was crawling around like a young crab hiding from the tide, and the body was left with only a shriveled empty shell, leaning slowly.

But before the little spiders could leave the corpse nest, they were squeezed inward by an irresistible force of thought. With a few crackling sounds, they popped into popcorn like corn in a hot pot and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Some kind of strong corrosive liquid corroded the floor, making it smoke and melt into white mist.

Did you kill? ?

Shadow absorbs a small part of the soul essence, Shadow lv5 (5→6/700).

"Just so much experience?"

Dean frowned and suddenly looked up and looked ahead.

The moment the group of little spiders were wiped out, a harsh roar came from the white mist deep in the bar, followed by a "whoosh" sound of a whip whipping the air, and a few clumps of sticky white spider silk, like arrows. Shoot Dean.

With a gentle wave of his hand, he fanned the spider silk to the bar on one side. The spider silk bounced off, and the corrosive mucus on the surface burned the wooden bar through a network of holes, and black mucus flowed out.

shhhhh!

shhhhh!

Then a continuous drizzle of spider silk flew from multiple directions.

Dean raised his hand instead.

With a "Boom" sound, a solid mental shield spread out from his body, covering him and Sean like an eggshell.

Hundreds of clumps of spider silk hit the shield, and like pebbles hitting a thick sponge, they fell weakly to the concrete floor, corroding a large depression.

Dean's eyes rolled as he felt the force on the shield. This level of impact and corrosiveness was more powerful than most "trolls" and should not be underestimated.

But seeing that long-range attacks were ineffective.

The attacker in the fog finally showed his true identity, and a large spider was saved from under the table on Sean's right.

Its size is no less than that of an adult large dog. Its back is covered with black steel needle-like spikes, and the eye-catching yellow stripes under the spikes piece together a terrifying skull pattern.

There is a large, highly anthropomorphic head on the swollen chest and abdomen. The two fangs on the mouth and the two rows of neat human-like teeth are also very similar to human teeth, opening and closing brightly.

But its eyes are purple-red, like half a pomegranate, radiating an evil and cruel red light.

The eight slightly curled long hairy legs were like springs that were tightened and then released, exploding with huge force and crashing into Sean like a small cannonball. At the same time, spider silk was spit out from a small round hole in the upper abdomen, attacking in a fan shape. Target.

Swah——

The sound breaks through the air.

Sean raised the lobster shell shield in his right hand to perfectly block the fan-shaped spider silk. The light gold spear in his left hand stabbed forward like lightning, hitting the spider's big head, piercing it, and driving it down to the floor.

The severely injured spider suddenly looked like a slaughtered animal, letting out a piercing scream like a baby sobbing, spurting gray blood, and wildly swinging its eight legs, corroding the ground until it crackled.

Sean opened his mouth again and sprayed a line of snake venom towards the big spider, instantly dissolving it into a pitch black liquid.

And behind Sean in front of Dean.

There were popping sounds of airflow in the gray mist.

The spider, which was nearly the size of ten hounds, twisted its body and pounced from all directions on the rotating lanterns, the floor, and the table. Its ten rows of bloody teeth were about to bite into the flesh with a clicking sound.

Dean just blinked without changing his expression.

sizzle-

A row of silver currents as thick as buckets shredded the fog, and laser cannons pierced through ten spiders, blasting out ten charred holes in the surrounding walls.

The powerful thermal effect ignited the spiders' bodies in an instant. They burned, convulsed, and fell to the ground screaming, emitting a strong smell of burnt and barbecued meat.

The next second, Dean raised his fang sword and dodged.

Swish-

Ten flaming heads rolled in a circle on the ground and turned into ashes.

“你击杀了灰寡妇*10？熟练度+2*10，格斗lv5(557→577/700)。”

"Shadow has absorbed part of the soul essence, Shadow lv5 (5→25/700)."

In just a few seconds, the crisis-ridden bar regained its calm.

Dean waved his hand, and countless telepathic blades peeled off ten charred gray widows, and collected the flesh and blood samples, as well as five spindle-shaped silk glands that stored corrosive spider silk.

"Use electricity to destroy the integrity of the material. Let's use ice next time." Dean muttered, holding the sample and walking deeper into the bar.

Sean followed him in awe.

The entire bar has been cleared of monsters, but the people who were poisoned by the monsters are still there - three dying men and women, covered with sticky white spider silk, tightly clinging to the wall, like three human cocoons.

The corrosive spider webs melted most of their bodies into a semi-solid state, and a group of bulges on their faces squirmed slightly. Countless disgusting little spiders hid under the skin and devoured flesh and blood alive, using them as hatching ovaries. They noticed Dean and Sean approaching, with deep pleading in their half-open eyes.

Sean showed an unbearable look on his face and glanced at Dean for permission. Then he penetrated the brain with the dark gold spear three times in his hand. The three prisoners lost their lives and were freed from the terrible torture.

Dean clasped his five fingers together, and used his giant palm of mind power to crush the little spiders that poured out of the cocoon into a mixture of flesh and blood.

"Man, where do these monsters come from?" Sean tightened his grip on the spear, his bloodshot eyes filled with a strong desire for flesh and blood. "They build nests in the human body and are more evil and cruel than Satan."

Dean waved his hand and threw the flesh and blood mixture onto the wall. "They come from another world like the mist. They can be called children of the mist."

"Are all other worlds so scary, full of bloodthirsty monsters?"

"Not necessarily, but according to my experience, most monsters outside the earth have a dark order and rules, and treat humans as food, toys, or some kind of resource."

Dean has encountered the hell monks of the Leviathan Hell, the Potala Spiders and their relatives in the Upside Down World, and the Children of the Mist in the White Mist World. None of them can coexist peacefully with humans.

They only bring endless suffering and death.

"Listening to what you said, why do I think nocturnal species are not so scary?" Sean followed Dean slowly into the mist outside the bar,

"As long as nocturnal species pay attention to principles and abide by human nature, it is not impossible for them to communicate."

……

After dealing with this room of gray widows.

The road that followed was calm, and the two of them encountered no more monsters, but the houses they passed were all empty, and it was unknown what the owner of the house was caught in the fog.

They approached the small villa on the side of the road at No. 260 Shopping Street without any obstruction.

After approaching the porch, both of their faces changed. The door and several broken glass windows on the wall were all open, and thick fog poured into the room.

There was a faint yellow light coming from inside, as well as a burst of screams and fighting sounds, but these sounds were cut by the fog and sounded extremely weak, as if they were far away.

Dean rushed through the door with an anxious Sean and walked all the way to the kitchen. Under the illumination of a kerosene lamp on the cabinet, an extremely strange scene appeared in front of him.

A monster that was three-thirds whiter than the mist floated at the door of the kitchen. Its body was completely opened like a tablecloth, firmly blocking the three big dusty insects from the door frame.

These bugs are also very distinctive. They have two compound eyes, a three-valved mouth with sharp teeth, transparent cicada wings, and sharp scorpion tail stings. They are about the size of an adult's hand.

It looks like a cross between a fly, a mosquito and a scorpion.

They were blocked by a white monster that looked like a tablecloth. They flapped their wings reluctantly to give a buzzing warning, and swung the spikes on their tails to attack, but the tail spikes penetrated the tablecloth like cement and did not cause any harm.

"Are the Mistborn fighting among themselves? Different ecological niches in the food chain competing for food?"

Dean suddenly stopped Sean, who had grabbed the spear and wanted to attack, and glanced behind the white ghost "tablecloth" from his perspective.

He guessed it was food. Lucia, who was wearing red pajamas and with stiff cheek muscles, used her right hand to press a big gray bug against the wall with a frying pan. She aimed her left hand at the big bug's head emerging from the frying pan and pressed the insecticide. A stream of mist-like liquid sprayed out, shouting,

"Fake Squid, don't even think about hurting my child!"

The big insect's scorpion tail slapped the air, trying to sting Lucia's arm, but it couldn't reach it. Its eyes bulged from the short stem, and its gray-brown body kept trembling and letting out a buzzing scream.

And right behind Lucia.

Wanda hugged her brother Victor tightly and squatted under the stove, like a little deer in the cold winter, looking around fearfully and helplessly.

pat!

Her dark eyes suddenly reflected a dazzling platinum light.

The head-chest joint of the big bug pressed against the wall by its mother split with a gray blood line, and its ferocious head fell to the ground.

Pfft!

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground at the same time behind her. The bodies of the three large insects blocked by the door were split into two, as if they were cut in half by some invisible sharp edge. The separated wings and scorpion tails twitched on the ground and gradually disappeared. active.

And the white "tablecloth" floated back in front of the mother and daughter like lightning, opening her body protectively to face the sudden intruder.

迪安带着肖恩踩着地上的怪虫尸体踏进了厨房，看了眼提示——杀死蝎尾蝇？*4，格斗lv5(577→581/700)，影lv5(25→27/700)

"Ms. Lucia, don't be afraid, we are safe. But what is the situation now, and who is this guy?"

Dean turned his eyes to the monster standing in front of the mother and daughter. It was like a ghost disguised by children at a Halloween party covered in white sheets. The flat and empty face only had a pair of black and round eyes, and no nose or mouth. There are even no limbs, and the body is constantly changing between gaseous and liquid states.

The light of life is about level 2, gray, and obviously comes from the mist world.

"Oh God, Kenny, Sean, it's you!" Lucia hugged the two children tightly and began to explain with a sigh of relief, "I don't know what the situation was. I was accompanying Wanda and Victor While sleeping in the bedroom, Victor's cry woke me up... I was about to carry him to the bathroom, but the power went out, the room was filled with fog, and the phone couldn't be connected."

"I managed to find a kerosene lamp and wanted to go to my neighbor's house to ask about the situation."

"These bugs seemed to be attracted by the light, broke open the door and rushed in, attacking me and the child... Virgin Mary above... I thought it was going to be over..." Lucia's sweaty cheeks turned to the ghost in front of her, grateful and vigilant. Said, "It suddenly appeared and protected us."

Sean looked at the floating "tablecloth" floating in front of his mother and daughter, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"This thing is not a child of the mist? Why does it protect you mother and daughter? Isn't this contrary to common sense?"

"Children of the Mist?" Lucia asked nervously, "You know something, right? What is going on with this nightmare-like fog and big bugs?"

"You can think of it as a giant pest attack and the whole town of Bridgeport is involved."

Dean reluctantly explained, staring at the tablecloth-like monster, a past event Lucia mentioned (Chapter 323) suddenly flashed in his mind, "As for this thing, don't you think it looks like a ghost?"

"Ghost?" Lucia and Sean cast confused looks.

Dean rubbed his chin and circled around the white human figure.

"Ghosts are the product of human souls that linger because of obsession. Lucia, think carefully about whether you have any close relatives who would protect you even if they become ghosts."

"Family?" The woman stared blankly at the ghost in front of her for a while, her eyes condensed, and with an inexplicable sudden inspiration, she miraculously saw a familiar figure from its back, and she tried to speak, "Is this you Barty? Are you the man, my husband, who cruelly abandoned us two years ago?"

The name "Barty" came out of my mouth.

The tablecloth floating in the sky suddenly turned around, and its night-like eyes slowly glanced at Lucia, mother and daughter. The tenderness and sadness in them were like an ocean, boundless and intoxicating.

"Mommy, is he daddy? Is he daddy?" Wanda, who was holding her brother in her arms, looked at Lucia excitedly. Lucia reached out to touch the ghost, but only felt a burst of cold gas, but the other party took the initiative to approach. Leaving them behind, white cloth wrapped the bodies of mother and daughter, as if they were embracing.

"Really Barty? How could you become like this, wuwu...why?!"

The ghost was obviously unable to use human language, and just gently circled the three family members in the air, like dancing a gentle and ghostly waltz.

"It seems that he did not sell the yacht and abandon you more than two years ago, but encountered some kind of accident and was forced to transform into a monster... Well, it may have something to do with the military base."

Dean stared at the family reunited in a wonderful way, and suddenly found that the progress of the incident had inexplicably increased from 80% to 82%, and a strong premonition surged in his heart - this Barty is the human soul. Therefore, it can help him find Martha's soul that was sucked away.

"Let's go! Leave this room first, it's no longer safe here." Dean slashed the kitchen window with the long knife in his hand, and a buzzing scorpion-tailed fly seemed to automatically hit the knife edge, split into two halves and fell into the sink. .

Sean thrust his spear and nailed the second one to the cupboard.

Lucia hugged the child from one side to the other, and followed the ghost floating beside her, "Where are you going?"

"Go north!"

(End of this chapter)