Blood of the Hunting God

"..."

Abigail was slightly silent, her mouth trembled twice, as if she wanted to say something,

But in the end, he just kept silent and didn't say anything.

How many times will I see such sadness?

How many times will such a tragedy happen to me in the future?

Can't contain the grief.

But now she can't stop.

"Huh... let's go, and bury him later."

Taking a deep breath, Abigail forced herself to clean up her emotions at this moment, and continued to move forward.

She had to find Mr. Hunter quickly.

Accompanying the hunter just now on his deathbed was already the greatest compromise Abigail could make under her kind nature.

To have such a mind at such an age, this child is really remarkable.

Andre, who was following her, nodded slightly again at this moment, thinking this way in his heart.

The two quickly discovered more traces left by the battle ahead, as well as a pothole on the ground that seemed to be obviously bombarded, and the bottomless hole under the pothole, which led to nowhere. dark.

"I don't know what's underneath, but those hunters, they probably fell from this place."

After a rough observation on the edge, Abigail quickly came to such a conclusion.

In other words, if you jump from here, you should be able to go to the place where the hunters are.

Will Mister Hunter be there too?

"Mr. Andre, let's dance."

Saying this, Abigail summoned the Moonlight Great Sword, and jumped down directly, jumping down without any fear of this depth.

She quickly stepped on a steep slope and slid down.Andre behind him also jumped off at this moment, sliding down beside the girl.The two slid all the way for a while, and saw many bullet holes and some kind of puncture marks on the surrounding walls during the process.

Finally, the steep slope breaks off abruptly and becomes a deep pit.

The Moonlight Greatsword in Abigail's hand thrust out towards the stone wall beside her, piercing through it easily, as easily as cutting tofu.

The girl stabilized her body in this way, then canceled the moonlight sword in her hand, let herself fall again, and then summoned the moonlight sword to stab into the stone wall next to her, stopping herself in midair.Using this method, Abigail stopped and stopped several times like this, and finally landed successfully, while Andre had already landed on the ground at this time, and even smashed a not too big After coming out of the shallow pit, they waited for Abi to follow up, and then the two continued to move forward.

This time, the two of them didn't go too far, and they smelled a strong smell of blood.

There was a battle in this place, and it was extremely brutal and bloody, and there were serious casualties in the battle.

Both Abigail and Andre became cautious at this moment, cautiously advancing slowly in the darkness.

Along the way, they saw a lot of gravel pits, leftover blood and minced meat everywhere, and many leftover traces of explosions, some broken swords and weapons, bullet casings and the like were scattered.

No body was seen.

Was it eaten by a monster?

Or was it cleaned up by the survivors?

"Who is there?"

At this moment, Tardiff's voice suddenly sounded from a hole at the edge of the light.

"Mr. Tardiff, it's me!"

Finally found the living person, and Abigail, who was still an acquaintance, hurried forward a few steps, and then saw the person lying in the pit, many places on his body were covered with bandages, it seemed that the whole person was in a very bad condition Tardif.

Beside Tardiff, you can still see William sleeping on his hound with bandages around his eyes, and Baldwin with a lot of bandages on his body, who is almost rolled into a mummy, and his head and body Karnis with a lot of bandages, Stickley with a bunch of bandages on his body, and Leolin whose entire chest and abdomen are almost covered with bandages, etc.

Why are they all like this, why are they all hurt so badly...

Abigail, who didn't expect to see a row of seriously injured people, opened her mouth and froze in place at this moment.

"Abigail, you...huh, come to find the hunter, go over there."

Tardive, who was lying on the ground weakly, stretched out his finger and pointed to a certain direction in the darkness.

"That bastard Disma, he has passed with the rest of the people who can still move. He seems to have a way to find the hunter. They have been gone for more than 10 minutes. If you want to catch up with them, Better move your hands and feet more nimbly. Hiss—"

Tardiff who said this may be because the action just now involved a certain part of his body, and he suddenly let out a painful sound of gasping for breath, and his whole body was a little weak and limp on the ground, just lying down on the ground. In the stone pit.

Mr. Disma, have you left with the remaining combat power in the hunter?

In other words, the powerful monster has been successfully killed, and now they are making the final meeting, preparing for the final battle, the battle with that filthy heart.

Too bad, I was a little delayed with Mr. Du Cain for a minute or two, but it turned out that I was so late here?You must act quickly, you must find Mr. Hunter quickly

That's right!

"Mr. Tardiff, are you okay here?"

Abigail looked at the bounty hunter in front of him who was in a much worse state of mind and asked seriously.

"Ha, why, you think I can't lift an ax when I'm lying down? Don't worry about us, since you dare to come to this ghost place, and you persuaded the old guy Andre to come along with you, then he M, bah, in short, just do a good job, hurry up and go find your hunter."

Tardive, who waved his hand in disgust, turned his head and ignored Abigail.

"Okay, then, be careful, I'll leave first."

And Abigail nodded slightly, turned around and started running again, moving quickly along the direction pointed by Tardiff.

Chapter 150 Eight: The Last March

Time went back to more than ten minutes ago, after the fierce battle with the hunters, the monster that was finally defeated after paying a lot of blood slowly dissipated, Diss immediately stepped forward, reached out and grabbed the radiant weapon, illuminating The nameless giant sword that opened up a space of about 30 meters.

"Is this thing so heavy? It's thanks to the hunter that he can swing this thing like a straight sword. Tardive, give me your hook rope, anyway, you don't need that thing now gone."

Disma, who took a little effort to pick up the huge blade, complained a few words, and then hooked his fingers at Tardif not far away.

"You don't need your uncle, you have something in your fucking words, right?"

Tardiff who cursed loudly, although his mouth looked very unwilling, but his hand movements were very smooth, and he threw the hook rope to Disma without any hesitation at all.

"I am your uncle."

Disma himself replied solemnly, looped the hook rope around the giant sword a few times, and then around himself a few times, tying a knot, and just like that, he directly wrapped the hook rope around the giant sword that was about to be the same as others. A large and small giant sword was fixed on his back.

It has to be said that when the rope was strung on the body, the wound involving the abdomen... It didn't hurt anymore...

Ok?

Lowering his head in some doubts, Disma looked at the bony spike that still pierced his abdomen, and the surrounding area that had already turned black, and gradually could smell a little less obvious stench flesh and blood.

It turned out to be the case.

Did the direct erosive contact of the filthy force cause the nerves near that place to rot together with the skin and flesh?

No wonder I don't feel pain anymore.

Moreover, the spirit suddenly improved.

It wasn't until this time that Disma noticed that the previous feeling of dying or living suddenly became milder now.

Although the place that should hurt is still hurting, the place that should be sore and numb is still sore and numb, and the feeling that the whole body is exhausted and the strength that can be exerted is getting smaller and smaller, but, The degree is not at the same level as before, just like replacing the 99-degree eaux-de-vie with a [-]-degree fruit beer, it doesn't feel like the same thing.

Hmm, it feels weird.

Obviously just now, he felt that he was going to die soon, and he already felt that he had completely reached his limit.

But now, suddenly there is still a feeling of strength remaining, and I feel that I can continue to walk for a while, and I can do something.

so, what happened?

I can't figure it out a bit.

After a little hesitation for a while, I still couldn't figure out the reason.

do not care.

Since it can still move, there is no reason to stop.

Disma took a deep breath and looked into the darkness ahead.

hum-

Vaguely, it seems to be able to feel some kind of tremor.

This is……

Turning around, he looked at the glowing giant sword on his back.

The tremor just now was like some kind of resonance.

Is this sword resonating with something not far away?

Considering that this weapon belongs to a hunter, can it be explained that the direction of that resonance is the direction of the hunter?

"I was still thinking about how to bring you back and return it to him, but when I dozed off, the pillow happened to come."

A smile formed on the corner of Disma's mouth.

Turning around and looking behind him, with the efforts of the two therapists Edra and Iveco, the injured hunters were being treated.

Without a professional healer like Anastas, both Edra and Iveco can only treat the seriously wounded to a certain extent, ensuring that their wounds will not deteriorate and that they will not die here on the spot.

At this time, many people had already lay down, with a thick layer of bandages wrapped around their bodies.

Alhazred sat on the pile of rubble for a long time before finally heaving a sigh of relief. He wiped his nosebleeds and reached out to pat the person next to him lying on the ground. Restcott's shoulder.

After taking a pat, he realized that the body temperature was not right, and he turned the other person over, only to find that the flesh of Prestcott's entire body was almost scorched.After his partner was killed in battle, this man activated the power of the spell beyond the limit, so that he forcibly used his own flesh and blood to continue to activate the power after the lack of power, and finally put himself

He was burned alive.

"what a pity……"

Alhazred sighed, patted the other person on the shoulder, and finally said so.

On the road of pursuing knowledge, I have experienced many things.However, it was more about intrigue, more weird and terrifying things, things like fighting with a group of rough guys, relying on each other as companions, it must be admitted that it was still a bit novel ah.

It's just a pity that there are still too few people who can survive to the end.

"May you rest in peace, ha, if we succeed at last."

Alhazred muttered and looked at the surrounding darkness.

If the group of them, together with the hunter, failed to solve the filthy heart in the end, it was certain that their fate would be a replica of the resentment aggregation of countless failed hunter heroes just now.

When the next batch of hunters come in, maybe they can see their own faces emerging from the flesh and blood monster.

No, that should be unlikely.

If I die, my memory and emotions will be swallowed up immediately, by the evil existence that made a contract with me.That thing will never leave any chance for him to die normally and rest in peace. Alhazred can be absolutely sure of this. The terrifying existence in the darkness signed a contract, allowing a part of the other party to merge with itself.

If you want to pursue forbidden knowledge, you must pay the price.

For people like Alhazred, this has always been the case. To be honest, he has never seen a dark being who is particularly easy to talk to. He wants to meet someone who will not be particularly strict with your sacrifice. The kind of high-level existence that will mess with your brain can only be said to be farting.

"Then it's the last stretch of the road."

At this time, Disma's voice was heard.

All the dozen or so hunters who were still alive heard Disma's voice at this moment.

For some reason, the leader of the hunters, whose complexion recovered a little bit and whose spirit was normal, barely stood up straight at this moment, looked at everyone with his dagger and pistol and said with a smile.

"I just passed the sword on my back, and I vaguely felt a kind of resonance. I think this thing should guide me in the direction of the hunter."

"We have just been fighting for such a long time, the hunter has not appeared, either he is dead, um, this is impossible, he will not die even if we are all dead. Either he ran away, um, this is even worse Maybe, we all know that the hunter is a real reckless man, and it is very difficult for him to escape. Then, it is also possible that he was directly punched too hard by that piece of meat, so he is still fainting now, saying To be honest, this is unlikely, after all, his physical fitness is not comparable to those of us."

"So, there is only one possibility, Hunter, he has already found the heart of filth, so he can't care about our situation here, and can only start a final decisive battle with the root of that filth, this is the greatest possibility .”

With a little sense of humor, Disma laughed as he spoke.

"All in all, we all have worked so hard to run such a long distance, and we are very clear about what we are here for. However, it seems that everyone has been seriously injured. Let a group of seriously wounded people go to fight against the filthy heart. It's ugly, there's no need to give it away, it's purely interfering with the hunter's battle and messing with his mentality."

"We hunters had to help in the past, that is to say, they had to be people who could help, and they had to be people who still had fighting power. I said that they still have fighting power, so it's okay to continue fighting for a while, how about you? "

"Those who can still stand up and continue to move, who are sure not to hold others back, follow me. As for the others, sorry, I can only leave you in the dark for the time being. After all, this sword should have What important role, I must make sure to return this thing to the hunter."

"Okay, that's all for talking, if you can keep up, just follow up."