Blood tax

Chapter 99 The weak second-level squad leader is willing to be an assistant
Griffith examined a body and found that his body had been pierced by a sharp blade.The wound is smooth, not like the damage caused by the bite of a living corpse, but it is very similar to the attack of a cultist.

The body of another militiaman lay not far away.As a militiaman in a wealthy town, he also wore a good-quality chain mail, and in his hand was a half-broken spear.However, his upper body and sturdy mail were melted by something unknown, and the edges of the corrosion marks were already blackened, and they shattered with a slight touch.

Several nearby corpses had similar marks, either pierced by sharp objects or melted by strong acid-like substances.

Something is here with the cultists to stop the police and militia from breaking out!
Griffith quietly walked into the main entrance of the police station.There is no sign of activity here.Broken bodies were scattered on the ground one by one, and the bookcases, tables and chairs were in a mess.

Finally, in the center of a piece of furniture that was dumping like a projectile, Griffith found that there were slamming and burning marks on the ground - the shock wave of Amber's unleashed power.

This means that she at least fought a living corpse here, probably surviving somewhere nearby.The bad news is that, with Amber's strength, even if he can't defeat the enemy, he can break through.Her being trapped here means that there are still enemies threatening the safety of the locals, making it impossible for her to fight or evacuate.

Griffith thought for a moment and decided to go a little deeper.He took off the shield behind his back and held it in his left hand, holding a long sword in his right, and walked towards the inside of the police station.

As soon as he took a step, he felt that he was being followed by greedy and fierce eyes.Before he could take his second step, a black thing suddenly rushed towards him in the darkness beside him.

Griffith almost subconsciously bent down and rolled, and the shield in his hand was knocked out.

He heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground, and heavy footsteps came from the darkness.

A four-meter-high, spherical object appeared in the field of vision.Its body swayed from side to side, up and down, as if many things were falling from it in the darkness.

Griffith sprinted forward in a hurry, and swung a sword out of the way.At the same time, a gust of wind smashed down behind him, splashing the rubble from the solid floor.

The sword that was swung also cut something, and what it started with was a jerky and terrible feel like cutting tattered cloth.

After stopping his footsteps, Griffith saw the full picture of the creature in the light.

Five or six rotting and blackened corpses were randomly sewn together in a mass of flesh with thick ropes tied together by clumps of hair.The main part of the body is a giant corpse that swells and turns white like a corpse floating in the water. Its legs are like elephant legs, and its head is bigger than a pumpkin.Ferocious and miserable corpses were sewn up on the fat torso, black chains were held in the six arms, huge hatchets, kitchen knives, hammers and sickles.

What is this!
Griffith only felt his scalp go numb, it was the first time he had seen such a messy and ugly stitched monster.Although he was not frightened, he also felt very sick.

The stitched corpse waved the weapon in his hand, and rushed towards Griffith with a big stride.

Griffith flashed towards the vicinity, jumped up to a nearby desk, and swung a sword backhand at a knife-slashing arm.

"puff!"

The cut arm flew straight out, spewing out a cloud of pale green liquid.

The liquid gave off a disgusting, pungent stench when it hit the ground, and even the contaminated floor began to smoke and dissolve.

Griffith knew right away that it was this monster that the police and militias had encountered.Although it has no armor and is not very agile, it is indeed extremely deadly due to its strange strength and the acid that spews from its wounds.

The acid splashed all over the place, and even the saber stained with a small amount of acid began to emit white smoke.Griffith felt a pain in his heart, and an ice thorn had condensed from his left hand and threw it towards the head of the sutured ghoul.

Griffith's all-out throw was very powerful, and the sharp ice thorn hit the chest of the suture monster and passed directly through the chest.The suture monster's thick wall-like body was torn open with a large hole, and the scene behind it could be clearly seen.

Although it penetrated the target, it did not cause knockback and more damage because the penetration was too strong.The Stitch Monster waved the chain again without hesitation.

Griffith hurriedly blocked the long sword in front of him and collided with the black snake-like chains.

"Bah!"

This blow directly smashed a gap on the long sword.Griffith's mouth was also shattered, and the sword in his hand flew out.

The brief confrontation made Griffith realize the characteristics of this monster.This undead creature is different from the living corpses and ghouls it has encountered before. It has a strong vitality and powerful strength that ignores pain.

Although the Stitched Monster has no armor and will suffer horrific wounds under attack, it seems that it does not have many vital points that living people need to scruple on.It cannot be stopped without completely destroying it.

It can be said that this suture monster just stepped on Griffith's short board.He neither has a high-damage spell, nor does he have any materials such as kerosene that can do area damage, and he doesn't know how long it will take to destroy it after one-on-one battles with the Stitch Monster.

Stitching monsters don't care how their enemies are.It didn't even look at the heavy wound on its chest, but started to retract the chains in an orderly manner, and was about to launch a second attack.

Before the Stitching Monster could make a move, Griffith suddenly sprinted over, pulling out the corrupted Feather Fence in his hand.

The Stitcher stopped what he was doing, and swung the hatchet and the kitchen knife with his three arms and chopped down at Griffith like a windmill.

Griffith didn't dodge either. He used the gauntlet, ice armor, and mail to eat this round of attack hard.

The shadow damage immediately spread across Stitches' wounds.But the undead creature was still undead, spewed out a cloud of acid, and then punched Griffith.

Griffith's ice armor blocked a small amount of acid, but he himself was knocked over by a punch and fell into a nearby table and chair, smashing a piece of broken wood.

The Stitcher shook his head, which had begun to fester and blackened, indifferently, picked up the chain, and walked towards Griffith.

However, when it came to the place where Griffith fell, there was no one there except a mess.

……

Griffith leaned down and trotted through the hallway window.He could only make do with his sense of being aware of the stitching monster's footsteps and movements, and found that after it lost its target, it was only frantically looking for damage in the police station hall.

Going through a corridor, Griffith ran up the stairs leading to the second floor.There are often fortified archives and arsenals, and if there are survivors, they will probably hide there as well.

He carefully pushed open a broken wooden door and was about to look inside when an arm grabbed his shoulder and dragged him inside.

"You're finally here!" Amber praised in a low voice.

The blonde girl's left arm was splinted and bandaged to her chest, and there were several wounds on her forehead and body.Although she pretended to be indifferent, her body trembling from time to time, her pale face and cold body temperature all indicated that she was in a very bad condition.

There were five police officers and two militiamen hiding behind the shelves of the small arsenal. They were all disgraced, apparently after a fierce battle before.

Amber pulled Griffith back to a hidden corner and sorted out the language:

"Iloti is possessed by a terrifying being, with bloodthirsty symptoms, her lost power will cause the distortion and madness of living creatures around her, and even turn ordinary people into living corpses. I try to help her, but as long as Near a certain range, my body also showed signs of mutation, and the strength was suppressed to only about one-third of the usual."

"That's the result of the resonance of the Sealed Artifact known as the ancestor's summoning and some unknown characteristic in her body. Ordinary people will be transformed into living corpses when they approach her," Griffith nodded. "Your injury is Iraqi corpse. Lottie caused it?"

"No, it's not her," Amber shook her head, her tone was a little hasty, and her brows were also tense and uneasy, "She can still regain her sanity intermittently. When I was trying to contain her, what we encountered before Heretics appeared. Their Extraordinary characteristics are not powerful, but the strength they display is very threatening. There are three wizards among them, and a warlock who seems to have signed a contract with the devil of the abyss. They swarmed, it was too shameless !"

"Well, it's very threatening," Griffith took out the healing potion and handed it to Amber, "Let me see your injuries."

Amber unbuttoned his shirt without hesitation.She had several stab wounds and arrow wounds that pierced through the leather armor, but the wounds have stopped bleeding and healed slightly.The most serious injury was a frostbite on the arm, and the cold lingered.

"Have you seen enough?" The girl pulled up her clothes, "What do you think?"

"Very sexy, um," Griffith commented seriously, "When the situation stabilizes, I'll show you mine to be fair."

"Well, I don't mind this kind of little harassment, be careful I eat you!" Amber chuckled, "Thank you, I'm not so nervous now,

"Back to the topic, the cultists who attacked me are mainly Sequence 9 of the Ranger, Assassin, and Monster pathways, namely 'Forest Ranger', 'Thief' and 'Half-Man', their training and equipment are mixed, but A Sequence 9 Beyonder candidate whose strength exceeds that of a civilian who has grown up, and has a certain amount of actual combat experience."

Griffith thought for a moment:
"They claim to be followers of the Creator. Although their individual strength is not strong, there are quite a number of them. They may hold dangerous Sealed Artifacts, and they may even be assisted by powerful apostles. The entire attack plan is very careful, and the gathering of Sequence 9 is not as easy as high-ranking sequences. The prophecy and divination detection destroyed the teleportation circle and the local management system before the official response, and the activation of the sealed item was also stuck at the node before the supernatural person arrived."

"I think there is something wrong with Winston. Will he collude with the cultists?" Amber said. "Hepu has become like this, and he hasn't led a team to come to support."

"Oh, that's not weird," Griffith shook his head, "I'm not saying he was right, just not weird.

"Although the investigation and accountability for him are indispensable afterwards, as an experienced mage, he must have realized the careful planning of the cultists and the complexity of the incident. It would be very dangerous to lead a team to support now, hiding in the relatively safe Nai There are legitimate reasons to avoid fighting in the city of Oppolis.

"As long as there is a delay for most of the day, the superhuman arrives as scheduled at night, and he brings other reinforcements to Hepu for support. No matter what kind of tragedy happens here, he can win a favorable role - a little late. Some saviour."

"This bastard!" Amber gritted his teeth angrily, "He must be a fat bald, bureaucrat who sleeps until noon every day!"

"Let's not talk about him," Griffith waved his hand, "Let's retreat to the vicinity of Cangyue Mountain. The defense line needs your support, and I will find a way to deal with those cultists."

After Amber rested for a while, Griffith moved outside with the survivors.The hideous suture monster had blocked the passage on the first floor.Griffith can only let the police and the militia wait behind, and he and Amber clear the aisle first.

"I'm not good at dealing with this kind of pointless monster," Griffith asked. "How much more power can you wield?"

Amber shook his head: "The power of a single blow is still there, but this suture monster will burst into acid after being attacked. I can't bear it. Hey, I told you all the weaknesses that are not good at defense, you can Be responsible for me!"

"..."

Griffith was speechless for a moment.他思考片刻，动了动手指，一层寒气逼人的冰甲便覆盖在安柏的身上。

"Spell, ice armor?" The trainee investigator looked at herself in surprise.

"Yes, it can provide a good comprehensive protection, I can use some frost magic to assist, you can attack, and I will follow up to provide defense," Griffith said seriously, "I told you all the cards, you can Be responsible for me."

"Then come on!" Amber patted Griffith heavily on the shoulder, "Hurry up and get rid of this monster, let's rescue Iloti and everyone!"

……

Stitching monsters walking sideways in the rooms and corridors on the first floor suddenly sensed the breath of the living.

Before it could react, an ice gun pierced its wrist, knocking the palm and the chain to the ground.

The whistling golden light flashed across the intricate terrain and slammed into its plump body.The surging power poured into its swollen body, and the dead black body was like getting into the carpet of a nest of mice, twitching violently.

Griffith stepped forward, blocked in front of Umber who had completed the attack, and raised a shield from the arsenal to resist.

"Oh!"

With an astonishing loud noise, the suture monster burst open like an exploding water bag.The acid splashed all over the place, leaving floors, furniture and walls etched into holes.

Acid splashed onto Griffith's shield and body, blocked by a layer of blue ice.The ice layer disintegrated in an instant, emitting a foul smell.The acid continued unabated, eroding and dissolving his helm and mail mail.

"Take it off!" Umber, who avoided the attack, pulled with all his strength and shattered Griffith's chainmail into pieces that rolled all over the floor.She knocked off the helmet and dragged him back.

The Stitches dissolved into a foul-smelling pool of liquid, and the armor and ground splashed by the acid turned into horrific wreckage in an instant.

Griffith was also splashed a little, and he hurriedly took off his jacket and threw it on the ground.

The shield that he found when he faced it has become a pile of twisted scrap iron.Griffith couldn't help but be thankful that he didn't have the Vanguard Shield to ward off the acid.

……

Terrible stuff.

Griffith did not find any extraordinary crystals on the Stitching Monster, and could not help but sigh that such a rudimentary monster has such characteristics.Although its strength is not strong and it is not resistant to fighting, it is still very threatening.

"This is an immature life form. Although its form is chaotic and its combat efficiency is low, it is already evolving." Minos explained, "Minos has collected precious source quality."

"What is the use of the source quality you collected?"

"Minos collects essentia and helps the bearer evolve to a higher life form," the Bone Ring repeated the old answer, "Griffith, bearer of Minos, you have shown great potential , in the near future, the door of truth will open to you.

"Before this time, if you have fallen into despair, try to pray to the Great Being through Minos. He will give you shelter in fair consideration. Do you need prayer now?"

"No, I refuse," Griffith refused. "Which evil god are you loyal to?"

"Not so," Minos replied. "The explanation is pointless. Minos will wait for your decision."

　Griffith will launch a full blow from the posture of an armored cavalry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)