My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 125

They were attacked just after setting up camp, causing casualties and casting a shadow over everyone's hearts.

The deployment in the camp has not changed. The people living in the outermost tents want to move closer to the inner circle. If they move the people in the outermost tents, can they also move to the inner circle?
There is always someone on the outermost side, who can move the entire body. Nick suppressed all his voices and just ordered that the children in the outermost tent be moved to the inner circle, while the others remained unchanged.

Most of the young and strong residents who had participated in the battle were killed in the attack by the cultists, otherwise the situation would not be so chaotic.

The remaining personnel lacked combat effectiveness. When encountering danger, they panicked and just wanted to avoid it.

Crown saw that several women were present when the werewolf dragged away the children, but they could only scream and retreat.

Even if they pick up a wooden stick to stop the werewolf, they may save a life.When Crown rushed up to the tower, he only saw the back of the werewolf rushing into the gray mist. If he was given another second, he would have a chance to shoot an arrow.

After calming the townspeople with both kindness and power, Nick ordered the residents to light bonfires at regular intervals outside the temporary camp. This would at least serve as a warning to potential enemies.

The young men who had participated in the vigil in the first half of the night began to patrol. These people were equipped with simple leather armor and spears, long swords and hand crossbows. The weapons were all high-quality products forged by Crown recently.

"It's my problem. I didn't expect that dark creatures would dare to break in and kidnap people just after nightfall. We should set up more obstacles around the perimeter and light more bonfires," Nick said angrily.

"Don't blame yourself. We have never camped in the wild, so biased judgment is inevitable," Crown comforted him.

Nelson expressed confusion: "Why did we feel that the night was not so dangerous when we were in Zach Town? Why did we encounter this kind of thing as soon as we came out?"

Geralt sneered: "The camp outside the church is well-protected. The height of the bell tower is much higher than this simple tower. The light of the holy fire can be projected seven or eight meters outside the wall. What about here? The light of the holy fire has just covered the entire camp.

The wall there is three meters high, and there are a large number of wooden piles blocking the outermost perimeter.There were more than ten groups of night watchmen inside the wall, keeping an eye on the outside.The creatures of the night are cruel and bloodthirsty, but they are not stupid enough to risk their lives for prey.

The dangers in the wild at night are much greater than during the day.If Allen and I were walking through the wilderness, we would look for a camping spot as soon as noon passed. Once we found it, we would immediately set up camp and sleep with one eye open at night.That was back when there was no gray fog, but it is probably even more dangerous now. "

The demon hunter paused and continued: "The werewolves' claw marks are huge. Judging from the marks, the two werewolves are two meters high.

Judging from my experience, the two werewolves will come again.The prey was captured very smoothly. Such a simple hunting trip will let them know the taste of the marrow, and it will be lively at night.

Do you want to buy some cursed oil? This kind of sword oil can make it difficult for wounds to heal. It is best used to deal with werewolves. "

Crown shook his head. It was unrealistic to expect ordinary people to injure a werewolf. Werewolves were much faster than ordinary people. Without enough prediction, the hand crossbow would not be able to hit at all.

"I want money," Nick cursed in a low voice: "You three should rest, the vigil in the second half of the night depends on you most."

"Okay, Alan, let's go." Geralt called the students to leave.

Crown did not leave: "I will stay here for a while and wait until eleven o'clock to rest. I will go up to the tower, where the view is wide. If there is any change, we can provide bow and arrow support as soon as possible."

He finished sorting out his bow and arrows and quickly climbed up the tower.Among them all, he is the only one with long-range attack capabilities. Standing on the tower, his 'fire support' can cover the entire camp.

The top of the simple tower was very narrow. He said to the person on guard above: "You go down first, I will guard it for a while."

It has already entered spring, but the nights in the wild are still chilly, and the cold wind blows against your face when you stand at a high place.

Since he couldn't practice the Golden Light Spell and other skills, he simply took out the little lynx from the animal bag at his waist and put it in his hand.

The pet crow, who is blind at night, is staying in his tent and wants to get another owl so he has scouts around the clock.

As expected, the night owl's meowing was not for nothing. The kitten was very energetic. It climbed up along his arm and jumped onto his shoulder. It looked around vigilantly for a few times before climbing down. It never tired of it.

While keeping an eye on the surrounding police equipment, Crown would reach out and touch the kitten's head from time to time.

Whenever this happens, the kitten narrows its eyes with enjoyment and rubs his hand affectionately.

An hour later, he summoned the golden wall. Seeing that his proficiency in the animal taming technique had increased a little, he smiled silently. From the current point of view, this skill mainly focuses on companionship.

There was silence in the wilderness, and even the chirping of insects could not be heard. Croun only heard the whistling of the wind flying past his ears, and occasionally a few beast roars came from the distance, and then disappeared quickly.

Gray fog quietly enveloped the camp, and it seemed like an isolated island.

There is a clear dividing line between the light of the holy fire and the gray fog, where light and darkness meet.

Crown thought about the gray fog: all the time, the townspeople, including him, had never gone deep into the gray fog, and had never personally experienced what it was like to be in it.

The church's announcement said that gray fog can cause spiritual pollution.But he feels that people have immunity and should be able to resist some erosion, because various animals have proven this.

Besides, even if it is poison, talking about toxicity regardless of dosage is just a hooliganism.Short-term exposure to gray fog should not be a big problem. Ordinary people may be contaminated and cause irreversible damage, but extraordinary people can definitely conduct experiments.

He came up with the idea of ​​stepping into the gray fog for a period of time without protection. This was not a joke on his own life. He had experimental evidence.

When his pet crows and bobcats lived in the wild, they must have stayed in the gray fog at night.When he first captured them, both animals were extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty, with almost no reason at all.

He drank Qingxin Talisman Water and Golden Light Talisman Water for a few days, and the situation improved greatly. Shanmao didn't go crazy even today.

These ordinary beasts can resist the so-called gray mist erosion. There is no reason why a second-level transcendent would have problems if he comes into contact with gray mist for a short period of time.

Crown thought for a while, and finally decided to wait until the Golden Light Spell advanced to the second level to conduct the experiment himself. "Meow"

The black lynx's blue eyes gradually turned blood red, and its sharp claws protruded from its flesh pads. It tilted its head and opened its mouth wide, revealing four tiger teeth, glaring at its owner fiercely.

Suddenly it bent down and made a pounce on food.

At this time, the skin of the back of its neck was grabbed and its whole body was lifted up. Before it could start to struggle, a bottle of Qingxin Talisman Water was poured into its mouth.

It was time for Da Lang to take medicine. Kroen's movements were rough and he pushed the test tube filled with talisman water deeply into the kitten's throat.

The lynx vomited, and was choked by its owner again. It was forced to swallow all the talisman water into its stomach without wasting a drop.

After a few seconds, the blood in its eyes began to fade.

"Meow", the kitten meowed in a slightly bent and elongated voice, with a little mist rising in its eyes.

"Hehe", Crown laughed and put the kitten on his arm.

He felt the current time through the time hourglass. It was 8:12 pm, 11 hours had passed since the last time he fed Fu Shui.

After several days of feeding with Fu Shui, the frequency of catharsis and crow's nervousness became less and less, from the first two or three hours to 11 hours now.Perhaps one day, these pets can become truly normal animals.

He took out a golden talisman, pulled out the stopper, and waved it in front of the kitten's eyes.

Mao Zai understood, held the bottle in his mouth, raised his head and drank.

Croun caught the test tube, and the kitten jumped off his arm, trembling slightly and vomiting.

After a while, it stopped vomiting, leaving a patch of blue mucus on the board.Crown took a glance and saw that the color of the liquid was lighter than last time.

This kind of thing should be the physical manifestation of the pollution caused by the fog.

He took out a bottle of holy water and poured some on top of the mucus to perform secondary disinfection work.

After taking the medicine, the cat's spirit became much droopier, so Croun stuffed it into the animal bag.

He tightened the bow string, held the bow and observed his surroundings vigilantly.

The men patrolling the outside of the camp circled around and around, and the coldness of the night became more intense. Croun was like an efficient machine, still observing intently.

Unless those monsters meet Nick and several other extraordinary people face to face when they rush out, they can only rely on his support.He considers himself not a person who is willing to go through fire and water to save others, but he is still willing to protect others within his ability.

He turned around and found a sudden stirring of gray mist, which was very conspicuous on the dividing line between light and darkness that was as calm as dead water.

There was a conditioned reflex in his heart, and he picked up the arrow and nocked the bow.

At the same time, a black monster with a wolf head and human body jumped in.

It was a werewolf, and Croun saw a finger-sized gap on one of its erect ears, and several scratch scars on its face.

It bared its teeth and opened its mouth. There were mottled blood stains on the hair on its nose and mouth, and its yellow-brown eyes held cruelty and pleasure.

The werewolf's arms were strong and muscular. It jumped from the air and rushed straight towards a tent.

Its two claws stretched forward, as if it wanted to directly tear the thick cloth on the target tent.

A golden stream of light flashed, and then there was a "whoosh" sound in the air, as well as the vibration of the bowstring.

One shot into the soul!The arrow entered the werewolf between its eyebrows and emerged from the back of its head.

"Ow"

"Enemy attack!"

"what"

The painful howls of the werewolf, the exclamations of the patrolmen, and the screams of the people in the tent were mixed together, and the camp was immediately in a state of panic.

Crown suddenly turned around and bent his bow again to draw an arrow, because he heard someone screaming in the opposite direction from when the werewolf pounced.

He saw a tent being crushed beside the camp, and the werewolf was dragging a person with each hand and running outside.

The holy fire shone on his tall back. Geralt was right. The upright werewolf was more than two meters tall.

The bowstring sounded softly, and Kroun shot a golden talisman arrow and then immediately shot another.

The first one was shot at the back of the werewolf's head, and the other one was shot at the waist and spine.

　Changed the 'palm oil' sword oil in the previous picture to 'cursed oil'. The original name didn't sound like a serious sword oil.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)