The Divine Hunter

  Chapter 76 Scheming to kill evil spirits

  After a long time, a complete body can no longer be found in the mine.

Roy's whole figure seems to have just been fished out of the sea of ​​blood in the dead mountain. The linen linen clothes, the outer leather armor, and the pants are all blood stains, minced meat, and soft tissues. The original clean face is not spared, and there is even more trouble. He smelled the scent of sweat and fishy odor, which made his nose numb.

  He couldn't help but want to take out the water to clean it.

   "Boy, don't waste clean water, we have to stay in Smilk for at least a week, and every drop must be saved!" The witcher sitting on the ground wiping the Guweihir sword stopped his behavior.

  The appearance of this guy is also not much better. He is covered with blood and flesh of evil spirits, and he looks like a bald giant with flesh and blood.

  But he ignored it.

"Dirty and smelly can be tolerated. But at least let me wash my hands," Roy thought of some possibility, and couldn't help showing disgust. "I accidentally swallowed the blood of evil spirits when I didn't want to eat. Go in your mouth."

"Heh...then you use whatever you want." The demon hunter dropped a word, turned his face, and started rubbing the sword again, "There will be insufficient drinking water at that time... Although the blood of evil spirits is uglier than horse urine, it takes a short time. Internal thirst quenching is not a problem."

   "Okay, you won." Roy gritted his teeth and gave in helplessly. Obviously, thirst is more deadly than hunger, and clean drinking water is indeed precious. "If you don't wash it, you won't wash it. I will endure it in a week!"

"To be honest, kid, now you have the temperament that you should have, and it looks more pleasing to the eye!" Resso said seriously. Devil?"

  In order to comfort the teenager, he gave another example,

   "Do you know the Corruptor?"

"I've read from my notes that a corpse-eater, resembling a ooze monster," Roy was immediately turned his attention, recalled, "It feeds on carrion, human corpses, and waste... mostly living in sewers, In wet and dirty environments such as swamps and wetlands."

"I'll tell you more specifically," the witcher frowned, remembering a bad experience. "Many years ago, when I was just twenty years old, and within a few years of leaving Wisigd, I am ambitiously all over the world. Looking for monsters, preparing to show off their talents and make a name for themselves, finally found a commission to eradicate the Corrupt Demons on the banks of the Alba River... According to the traces of the corpses, they traced their nests."

"The environment in which they live is piled with rotten, soft, swollen corpses, excrement of various organisms, and messy moldy waste, full of bacteria and venom... It's a big pit rippling with black and green liquid," Hunter There was a deep jealous look in the demon's eyes, "The smell is indescribable, it's even more disgusting than a cesspit!"

   "Did you jump in?" Roy couldn't help but gloat in his voice when he found something.

The Demon Hunter closed his eyes and said with a sigh of relief, "I jumped in as soon as I gritted my teeth and successfully killed the three rotting monsters. But no matter how many baths I took afterwards, I still couldn't get rid of the stench...all the time. There is no woman willing to talk to me in the year!"

   "One year," Roy was shocked, "You mean, that smell lasted for a year?"

   "To be precise, Oakes and Cerret can still smell them."

   "Uh..." The boy's face was dull, and suddenly he felt that the slimy flesh on his body was not so pungent.

  "This is by no means an isolated case. I have met at least seven or eight demon hunters," Resso said in a deep voice, "all elites of the school, who have had the same experience-jumping into the lair of the scavengers."

  Roy had a bad feeling.

"I think a true witcher must have at least one such experience before he can grow up," the amber pupils of the witcher locked the boy. "Even if you are unlucky enough to not meet the carrion demon, you should find a real dung pit. A trial."

"I promise, Reso!" Roy yelled in panic and prevented him from continuing. He felt uncomfortable at the thought of that possibility. "I will never waste a trace of drinking water, please don't mention it to me. What a pit trial!"

   "Yes! There are still a few evil spirits whose hearts have not been processed!"

  The demon hunter looked at the young boy like a busy figure, his mouth curled and nodded.

  ……

  I don’t know the day and night in the cave, the two probably estimated the time, alternated meditation and sentry, and spent the first day of the Smilk mine.

That night, after more than a week, Roy took the second prodrug under the supervision of the demon hunter. This time the pain was far less than the first time. His abnormal reaction was much weaker. The tooth lasted ten minutes without being in a coma.

  Except for a cold sweat, the muscles are slightly sore, and there is no sequelae.

   Then he enters a meditation rest. After waking up, tired and exhausted, yesterday's pain seemed to be a nightmare of nothingness.

   And his whole body, including the sticky blood and minced meat on his hands and face, were dry and agglomerated in the cold mine.

  The demon hunter moved his hands and feet to feel it a little bit, his physical fitness recovered more than half, the wounds left by the evil spirits began to heal, and there was no major problem in moving his body.

   began to give orders to the teenager again,

  "Guweihir will lend you to use it first, now drag two, no, three corpses come and chop them up."

   "Chop?" Roy was a little afraid of the whimsical thoughts of the witcher, "Reso, you don't want to conduct any meat trials again, do you?"

   "The meat is not for you to eat, but if you want to try the evil stew, it's okay."

  "You still keep it for yourself!"

With the bonus of slaughter skills, it is natural to chop up a small humanoid corpse. A few corpses were chopped from head to toe into fist-sized pieces of meat, and then rolled into 4 piles with tent cloth. .

  The paralysis poison has dried up, and it has turned from dark green to a translucent jelly shape. The two men coated the steel sword and the Guweixier sword, and then poured the 3 piles of minced meat.

  As for the last remaining pile.

  The muscular knotted hands of the Demon Hunter put a hand into the pile of meat, and poured the stinky flesh and blood that had been fermented for a day on the young man.

  The vigorous rain of flesh and blood poured Roy's heart cold, and this time even his hair was not spared.

  He was stunned.

  Do you want to be so exciting?

  These broken pieces of meat and soft tissue smoked the nose more than the big dung in the pit. An angry roar came from the boy’s throat, and then a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

   "Well, I know what your plans are! What a crazy plan!"

   "But can you tell me in advance next time?"

  ……

  A pile of minced meat is placed at the entrance of a certain tunnel lined up.

  Then the two went into the tunnel with a bag in their hands.

  The circular tunnel is extremely simple and rough, surrounded by moist and cold clay. The environment is narrow and dark. The tall Reso must bow his head, shrink his body and move forward in an extremely awkward posture.

  The walking posture is similar to that of a ghost.

And Roy is less than 5.6 meters (1.7 meters) tall, so he doesn't have the trouble of being tall. He walks freely between the tunnels, and touches the surrounding walls with his palm from time to time. The surface is smooth, and I don't know what he is smearing. Strangely with a touch of flexibility and heat.

   could not help whispering,

   "I have an ominous hunch that we seem to be standing in the mouth of a monster, feeding deep into its esophagus. Will the plan succeed?"

   "Close your crow's mouth, if I haven't fooled the evil ghost, I won't be able to protect you this time!"

   walked forward for another two minutes, the two looked at each other, held their breath, and squatted down.

  In front of the narrow tunnel, there was a faint sound of footsteps, and a strange ghost appeared at the corner after a while.

  Pointy ears, bald head, and a mouthful of fine teeth. Compared with ordinary evil spirits, there is a red oil paint on the extremely ugly cheeks.

  At this moment, it is crawling on its body like a spider, crawling forward with its hands and feet together.

  Such appearance and moving posture reminded the teenager of a creature called "Guru".

  Ghost warrior

  Age: 8

  Life: 70

Attributes:

   Strength: 6

  Agility: 5

  Physique: 7

  Perception: 4

  Will: 4

  Charm: 2

  Spirit: 3

Skill:

   Leap Attack LV2: Niegui’s calf is like two springs. After ten delays, it can jump to the target and launch a bite and claw attack. The strength of the jump attack is +1 for 30 seconds.

   Corpse Poison LV4: There are a lot of corpses and corrupt meat in the environment where evil spirits live. The paws and teeth are stained with special venom. After injuring the target, it can make the target blood flow and fall into weakness.

  Gathering in groups (passive curing): When evil spirits are dispatched in groups, their agility is +1, and their will is +1.

  Evolution (passive solidification): The ghost warrior will evolve into a stronger and more intelligent chief after consuming enough flesh and blood over time.

  ……

It noticed the movement, and when it raised its head, its muddy and pale eyeballs circled the two of them. The dark nose sniffed in the air, and it smelled a strange smell of the same kind, and a trace of humanity flashed across its ugly face. Confuse.

  The two evil ghosts had big eyes and stared at them, and they held a stalemate for five seconds. The evil ghost warriors in the distance accepted their existence and just turned and left.

  Roy put away the crossbow, touched the fresh flesh and blood on his body, and muttered, "Sure enough, the ghost warriors treat us as their own?"

  "Going out, since this thing has appeared, it means that we have found the right way. It's not far from its'hometown', so we can put the bait."

"Um."

  The two took out the chopped minced meat from the bag, retreated, and sprinkled it left and right along the way, until they returned to the spacious mine entrance, where a whole bag of minced meat was already spread out.

  Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

  "Will the evil ghost be fooled? Can't taste the flesh of the blood?"

"You killed so many yesterday. Didn't you find that they were all hungry and skinny? Obviously, the food in the Smilk mine is extremely scarce, and the evil spirits haven't had a full meal for a long time. At this time, they thoughtfully offered them the'scented' freshness. Meat, you say they can't bear it?"

   "Human beings are hungry and eyes will kill flesh and blood, not to mention these more brutal and beastly ‘beasts’. If not, Smilk’s mine would not be so clean."

   "But I still don't understand," Roy nodded, "What is the principle that fooled them? Just the flesh and blood?"

"Water ghosts can't see far, and evil spirits have defects in their eyesight. You can only see a rough outline when you look at anything. Most of the judging targets rely on smell and hearing. And we are all messy, smelly evil spirits' body fluids and flesh and blood. , It is equivalent to a layer of natural camouflage, and it’s not surprising to be misjudged by them as the same kind at a distance."

  Roy was impressed.

  Reso used a simple ghost corpse with tricks: alchemy materials, camouflage colors, and poisonous bait, none of them were lost, and there was no waste. Even if he has difficulty walking, he can still use his rich experience and knowledge to deal with monsters with his brain.

  I am too tender in comparison.

  These are all things that can't be learned in books, he lowered his head to remember seriously.

   "I haven't recovered my physical strength yet, this time Guweixi will hand it over to you. You will do it later. Don't let any of them go!"

  The two people stick to the wall near the entrance of the cave, the demon hunter is pestering the steel sword, and Roy is carrying the Guweihir sword. Before long, the rustling noise came from the tunnel as expected, from far to near.

  First, one or two sporadic evil spirits were seduced by the smell of flesh and blood into the tunnel, curiously leaning in front of the meat and sniffing their noses, and before long, they swallowed.

   Then the rapid, continuous running sound broke out, not one, but a group!

  A group of pale-skinned humanoids rushed out of their hometown frantically and pounced on the food in the tunnel!

   "Snoring..."

The smell of meat drove the evil spirits crazy. They were on all fours, chasing the minced meat along the way like reptiles. The smelly saliva slipped from the corners of their mouths, and their scarlet tongue greedily licked the minced meat, swallowing carelessly. chew.

   Gradually ignore the changes in the body.

Under the effect of the paralyzing poison, their bodies and senses slowly became dull, clumsily relying on instinct to crawl out of the dark tunnel, where there was still a bag of stripped minced meat, exuding a seductive aroma.

  The deformed head faces downwards and sticks out of the hole. It squirms its body without realizing the crisis. Turning to look at the unusually tall "kind" next to it, its hideous face still has a little trance...

  Resso cast a look at Roy, who straightened his body instantly, his knuckles turning white.

"good chance!"

He took a deep breath, and his eyes condensed suddenly. The Guweihir who held high above his head swallowed all his strength and slashed down suddenly. The sharp blade smoothly cut off the cervical spine of the ghost, vigorously. In the blood, the huge head still maintained a blank expression, and instantly separated from the body and fell off the platform.

   Gu Lulu, rolled into the pile of corpses below.

  And Roy then kicked the mutilated corpse aside to keep the tunnel clear.

  A hot sweat came out from behind the neck, his face flushed!

  It turns out that killing a monster can be so easy!

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