The Divine Hunter Chapter 62: Lair

Roy decapitated 8 evil ghosts and 2 evil ghost warriors with unprecedented ease, and the demon hunter, whose body had not yet recovered, was very wise and did not fight against him, but only helped kill two of them with last-ditch blows. The fish that slipped through the net were not decapitated properly.

Then, the two walked through the tunnel and killed the ghosts one by one who had been overturned by the paralyzing poison and had lost control of their bodies.

Finally, in the demon hunter's ridiculously simple trap, 20 evil ghosts and 5 more advanced evil ghost warriors died in less than a quarter of an hour.

As for Roy, besides being sweaty and numb in his hands, there was not a single wound on his body!

30 experience points for ghost warriors and 20 experience points for ordinary ghosts.

This killing contributed a total of 550 experience points to him, and his experience value became LV3 (1080/1500).

At this rate, it won’t take long to upgrade.

His face turned red and his breathing was slightly rapid.

The witcher glared at him and warned,

"Little devil, don't think that evil ghosts are not threatening. With your current ability, three heads can make you cry!"

Shoot one to death, and use shock and immobilization to kill the other. The last one can only fight hand to hand!

"This tricky method can only be adopted in the special terrain of the Smelk Mine."

"Don't worry..." Roy nodded solemnly, his face calmed down, "I just thought of some other happy things."

"I'm telling you now that your dream is over! All the guards are dead, it's time for us to enter."

The demon hunter took the lead, and the two left the corpses on the ground and walked along the tunnel to the end,

We entered an open mine again, where densely intertwined tunnels converged, and on the back was the road that continued deep into the Smelk Mine.

The two of them cooperated tacitly to search for all the bones and tattered clothes nearby, found more than a hundred crowns, put them away personally, and bowed to the human remains on the ground,

"Although we have made money from your deaths, as principled demon hunters we will not take the money in vain. We will build a grave later for you to bury in peace."

Roy looked around, and when his gaze turned to the northeast corner, his eyes suddenly focused——

Piles of pale skulls were piled up and stacked into a pyramid shape, with the highest point being about two feet tall.

Each pile of "pyramids" contained at least thirty skulls. The two of them looked closely at them. Most of them were from humans, dwarves, elves, goblins... and the rest were small animals such as mice, lizards, etc.

The skulls are stained with the turbid secretions of evil spirits, making them more tightly fixed, like some kind of crudely carved, unfinished building - some kind of building that frantically uses the enemy's skulls to demonstrate provocation. , the black eyes above stared silently to the extreme, as if telling the pain and fear of life!

"It's all the work of evil spirits? What's the purpose of doing this, to show off your power?" Roy's face was sullen, his eyes flickering, with both horror and a hint of anger on his face.

Lesuo's face remained cold and his tone was calm, "Human beings are just a bunch of walking meat to evil spirits. What is the difference between the status of cattle and sheep in our eyes? The law of nature is that the weak eat the strong."

"Don't cause trouble to yourself, just remember to kill them all when you encounter them!"

"That's right!" Roy took a deep breath, his eyes became firm, and his thoughts became clear instantly. "Evil ghosts are just walking experience points to me."

Lesuo said at the right time, "Let's go and take a look. There should be our target nearby, the evil ghost's lair."

The shape of the nest is very strange, like a honeycomb buried underground. There is a cavity with a radius of three feet in the inner circle, which is enough to accommodate several evil spirits entering and exiting at the same time.

The witcher stepped onto the lair and reached out to touch its elastic, uneven shell. "According to the habits of evil ghosts, no matter what kind of prey they hunt, including the corpses of their compatriots, they will leave part of the meat and throw it into the nest to become the nutrients for the mother's nest to breed new life."

"Equivalent to amniotic fluid." After regaining his composure, Roy stretched his neck and took a look into the nest.

In the past, every time he controlled the white wolf to kill monsters and throw honeycomb bombs into the evil ghost's lair, he had the urge to dig a cave and go in to find out. This time, he finally got his wish.

Look at the black hole ahead, what secret is hidden?

The first thing you see is a layer of viscous black liquid, slowly squirming like an ooze monster, as if there is an invisible big hand constantly stirring, and you can vaguely see some corrupted animal and human corpses suspended in the liquid. surface.

The strange smell emanating from it was similar to that of smelly salted fish and feces that had been fermented for half a month, but the two men were covered in flesh and blood, and their noses had long been numbed by smoke, so they had no reaction.

The cavity above the fluid is like the inner wall of some kind of biological tissue. Thick blood vessels can be faintly seen jumping and pulsing regularly.

Two cicada-like evil ghost embryos are tightly attached to it, connected to the inner wall through the umbilical cord of the navel, greedily sucking nutrients.

You can see through the thin layer of skin that the fetuses of evil ghosts have the shape of human babies. They are sleeping peacefully with their eyes closed and their limbs curled up. However, their bodies are much larger than human babies, and their skin appears A strange blue-black color appeared.

"What, have you enjoyed enough? When you have seen enough, it’s time to get down to business!"

"Is this nest alive? Just like the queen bee in a bee colony, directing the bee colony and continuously giving birth to new offspring."

The demon hunter took out the last alchemy bomb "Honeycomb" in his waist. "It is alive and well, but it is not clear whether the nest is conscious. There are countless species imported from other planes after the convergence of the celestial sphere~IndoMTL. com~ Warlocks have studied it for hundreds of years and there are still many secrets that cannot be cracked. In short, if we don't completely destroy it, it will give birth to new evil spirits in about a week and continue to cause chaos in the Smelk Mine. ”

Roy took the honeycomb bomb from the demon hunter's hand, shook it, hesitated slightly,

"There are two little evil spirits gestating in the nest."

"What, you pity them?"

"No, I was thinking, why not more? It would be more fun to blow up that way!" Roy thought of those cruel buildings, and loosened his grip on the bomb, and the honeycomb fell into the dark with a "pop" liquid.

Then he turned around neatly, squatted down and covered his ears.

Just hearing a muffled sound of "bang", Roy seemed to have returned to the days when he used firecrackers to fry fish in the pond.

As soon as I looked up, liquid liquid and broken limbs burst out from the cave like a volcanic eruption, creating a fishy and extremely terrifying rain of flesh and blood in mid-air.

Indistinctly, there was a desperate cry of pain coming from the nest. The skeleton covering the surface of the nest suddenly squirmed, and then slowly shriveled up like a punctured balloon, and finally shattered into bones. Only a thin crust remains.

"Hiccup..."

The nest burped, and a thick stream of green smoke emerged from its body. Almost at the same time, 110 experience points were displayed on the panel.

"The evil ghost cub has five experience points, the ordinary evil ghost has thirty experience points, the evil ghost warrior has forty experience points, and the lair has one hundred experience points."

Witcher lv3 (1190/1500).

In the conditions for apprentice promotion, hunting magical creatures has changed from 5/10 to 7/10. It seems that evil ghosts and lairs cannot be grouped together.

He looked forward to the next hunt even more.