The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Ricketts cautiously climbed to the side of the corpse, sticking his head from the edge of the pit where the demon hunter ran out.

"Hi, Alliance, what are you looking for?"

Zelin raised his eyes, and the cold gaze made the goblin shrink his neck subconsciously, as if his gaze could cut his throat: "A night elf, a druid."

"Druid?" Ricketts showed an unexpected look: "Is it a dangerous gray wolf?"

The movement in Zelin's hand stopped: "You know?"

"I know that a gray wolf attacked the miners of the Bilgewater Chaebol for several days. My team was ordered to arrest her so as not to cause more serious damage to the Prince of Trade's property. Two days ago, we were in Zola The worm’s nest blocked her and led her into a trap. As a result, the ground suddenly collapsed during the battle, and we all fell into the bug’s trap!" Ricketts waved his hand in annoyance: "Don't look for it here. , Here are all corpses, but, she was alive when she fell into the Worm’s Nest, and I happened to know a place where alive prisoners were held..."

"Where?!"

"Calm down, calm down." Ricketts didn't know how many times he said calmly. I don’t know why he always meets idiots, lunatics, and mentally unstable people: "This is not a good place to discuss, come with me, we come here to talk. Don’t look for it here, there are only corpses here. I know very well. We have been trapped here for two days. Those burning bugs will spit out the corpses collected on the ground and be removed by worker bees. They are probably used as food. They eat everything."

Zelin glanced at the wreckage behind him one last time.

They survived the invasion of the Burning Legion, but died in this meaningless conflict.

Holding the edge with both hands, he jumped out. The goblin ran all the way down the corpse pile, yelling anxiously in his mouth.

"Run faster, Alliance, take your legs away, those worker bees are coming back soon."

Ricketts just ran a few steps.

A goblin fled out in a panic, and happened to collide with him head-on. Ricketts wailed and sat back, clutching his forehead.

"You are doing..."

Ricketts opened his eyes angrily.

The next moment, the monster that appeared at the exit of the tunnel made him swallow all the remaining words back into his stomach.

Chapter 2964: Worm's Nest Trap

A head down, bulging goblin twitched his limbs in mid-air, and foam continuously poured out from the corners of his purple mouth. A poisonous needle pierced his back, almost piercing him, and the whole person was suspended in the air, like a dead sheep being bleeding.

Zelin looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. The goblin was talking about the explosive equivalent just now. But now, he was suspended in mid-air and killed by something.

Maybe they were spotted by the monster just now!

The spike retracted, and the goblin fell like a broken doll.

The goblin who hit Ricketts got up in a panic, and ran towards Zelin without looking back. He didn't notice where he was running away, just wanted to escape where they were hiding. The next moment, the top like a spindle needle with barbed tentacles pierced like lightning and hit his back.

"Weaver!"

Weaver gurgled painfully in his throat, grinned, saliva flowed out uncontrollably, and his eyes widened like copper bells. The tentacles threw him into the air, and then to the ground fiercely. Weaver reached out to them in despair.

"Help me--!"

Weaver was quickly dragged back into the dark corridor. He scratched the nearby ground frantically, but didn't catch anything on the slippery surface.

"No no no no no no!"

Weaver was dragged back to the corner and, along with his scream, was swallowed by the darkness of the tunnel.

Ricketts crawled backwards with his hands and feet together: "This, what is this?!"

Zelin did not answer.

The tentacles retracted into the tunnel and fell into an uncomfortable silence again. Fireflies vibrate their wings and buzz from time to time.

At the edge of the pile of corpses, the abdomen of a human worker bulged slightly and moved towards the sky. Zelin unfastened the buckle of the ebony blade without making any sound. He tiptoed and moved carefully to the side.

Ricketts turned around, his face was full of panic and fear: "Let's run!"

"Stop!" Zelin shouted.

The corpse pile ten meters away suddenly surged like ocean waves, and pus overflowed. The corpse was pushed away and thrown into the sky. Before it fell, the stench was already on his face. Under the corpse pile, suddenly appeared a tentacled the same as Weaver killed just now, covered with barbs. The spike at the top stabs at the nearest demon hunter at an incredible speed.

But Zelin was prepared for a long time, he jumped up early and landed firmly on the head of a corpse. The tentacles stabbed a hole, but then, like a whip, pulled sideways towards the demon hunter who was still standing on the ground. At the moment when the tentacles were about to hit him, Zelin finally understood what kind of monster it was. Linked under the acupuncture tentacles is a sickly pale maggot. The fat body of the maggot is hidden between the corpses, but at the position of the tail, it looks like the tail of a needle that has been forcibly grafted into a poisonous scorpion. It hides under the pile of corpses, and its forehead is constantly swaying like snail-like tentacles.

Zelin hurriedly swung a sword, the sharp ebony blade still did not disappoint him, only a little resistance came from his arm, and he cut off the end with the poisonous needle. The tentacles flicked and shook frantically, and the worm's body disappeared into the ground.

This is not the ground at all!

The dark red surface seemed to come alive, and a crack was formed. The worm struggled to squirm in and squeeze the fat body in.

The demon hunter leaped forward. Holding the hilt in the backhand, the worm remained outside, and the body that kept shaking, pierced in fiercely.

With a puff, the worm's body resembled a punctured balloon. Disgusting pus spewed out and splashed onto Zelin's body, and the flowing mucus quickly converged into puddles. The worm continued to drill down, its body like mud. Zelin stepped back, took out a Foehn bomb, and threw it in along the crack in the ground.

With a muffled sound, half of the worm that was blown off spun into the sky, hit the top, and then bounced back to the top of the corpse and rolled into the corpse with a snap.

Ricketts was still sitting on the ground, his eyes staring at the body of the worm with green smoke in amazement.

"This is, what kind of monster is this?"

Zelin did not answer.

The wings of the firefly buzzed and vibrated.

The demon hunter shook his wrist, and a firefly was hit on the tail. With a sharp neigh, the fluorescent substance-filled liquid fell along with the corpse. He took out the flying knife again, the light in the wide space dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the killed fireflies fell to the ground.

When the last ray of fluorescence disappeared, Zelin made a simple gesture to Ricketts.

"Go!"

Ricketts got up hard, his legs trembling uncontrollably. Zelin raised his arm and protected him back step by step. Raising their legs and stepping over the bodies of giant fireflies, they retreated into a tunnel that was not illuminated by fireflies.

"Do you think it was made by those glow bugs?"

Ricketts lowered his voice.

"That **** maggot has no eyes, how could it need light."

Zelin cannot guarantee whether his speculation is correct, but the bugs living in the ground obviously don't need lights. But there are so many luminous insects in the nest, it is hard not to doubt that this kind of luminous insect is useful.

But intruders from the surface need these lights.

"Well, what you said makes sense, league, it seems that there are people with brains among you... my poor player. I don't know your name yet."

"Zelin."

"Hello, my name is Ricketts, an engineer, thank you for your help."

"Don't be polite, tell me, what were you going to tell me just now?"