Chapter 5, The Scary Forest

At dawn, a black figure shuttled through the forest, his speed was fast, but he didn't make much noise.

The figure is wearing a bowler hat, cloak and tuxedo, outdated trousers and black leather boots, his face is almost invisible under the veil and cloak, except for the His eyes that had become cloudy and blood-red, as well as those blue-gray threads densely covered the surface of his skin like worms attached to the surface of the skin.

"Hehehe~ This little guy wants to catch me?" The black figure took out his pocket watch and smiled disdainfully. As the power of the evil god continued to descend, more rot and abscess appeared on his body. Can feel maggots crawling over the wound.

It's just that these are not important things, he can feel that powerful power is constantly entering his body, every minute, every second, he feels that he is getting stronger!

He suddenly felt that the oath he had made before to eliminate chaos was so ridiculous. For more than ten years, he worked hard to eliminate evil, fighting with cultists time and time again, for the so-called oath of justice, for the sake of The so-called defense of mankind.

Defending humanity... Hehe, I can't even protect the woman I love.

"Ugh~ ahhh!" The intense burning pain in his body made Belt scream out. Since he chose to fall, his figure will be eroded by chaos and completely transformed. This process is extremely painful , Even the master demon hunter has a strong endurance, and he almost goes crazy under this kind of pain.

"Now, it's not enough!" A mouthful of black blood spurted out of Belter's mouth. Before he could wipe it off, he ran desperately towards the depths of the forest. Now is the critical time for mutation.

"Tsk, I still need it, patience." The black figure disappeared into the depths of the forest.

There were a lot of bright red bloodstains on the ground, which was left by another old witcher who came to chase him. In the past, the two had fought side by side to drive out the evil. The gap, Belt was clear about Grant's fighting skills and fighting habits. After the fallen hunter's strength increased greatly, the old witcher was naturally no match for him, and he was killed. It's just that Belt was in the process of mutation, and he had no time to spend more time. Chasing down his former companion who was seriously injured.

After several days of heavy snow without any sign of stopping, Ryan walked out of the town and walked alone in the world of ice and snow.

The Nord Kingdom is densely forested, and most of the forests are boreal coniferous forests. In this kind of heavy snow day, the coniferous forests are filled with a lot of snow, so you need to be very careful, a little bit bigger, and a lot of snow falls from the trees. It would make a lot of noise if it fell, and although Ryan was not afraid, he didn't want to get into trouble.

Step by step towards the destination, the forest is eerily quiet. Thinking of this, Ryan not only sighed deeply: The original forest was not like this.

The original forest was beautiful and full of vitality, but after the chaos came hundreds of years ago, mutant beastmen polluted by chaos also appeared. Wherever these beastman tribes passed, the trees would decay and die, and the animals would mutate And form new Chaos Beastmen, the land and water sources will be polluted, smelly, backflow, and desertification will happen from time to time, so Chaos Beastmen and spellcasters who can cause alchemy pollution are the two types of people that the Church of Nature hates the most, as long as these things appear In their sight, the Church of Nature would dispatch without hesitation to kill them.

The Nord Kingdom is not bad here. Because the climate is too cold, even the beastmen are unwilling to stay longer. In Britannia or the Empire in the south, the powerful beastman tribe is almost the blood of the country. These hundreds or thousands of Beastman tribes pass by where there is no grass, and they will kill all living things. The empire has broken out several wars with the Beastmen, and even the emperor himself led the royal guard to fight against the Beastman tribe A forest battle near the capital.

Thanks to these chaotic beastmen, the forest has now become a very dangerous place. Unless the safety of those deep forests can be confirmed, there are powerful monsters haunting them. Most of the lords stipulate that hunters are not allowed to enter the forest for more than two days. Even so, many towns basically die one or two hunters every month.

Two hours after entering the forest, the knight of the kingdom twitched his mouth: "A corpse?"

The sun had already set, and under a big tree not far away, sat an old witcher with a ripped stomach. This old witcher looked to be in his fifties. His blue-gray face and dried blood showed that he had already died. He had been dead for a long time, and the silver sword that should have been carried behind his back was nowhere to be found. The steel sword was also broken and thrown aside. His abdomen was directly ripped open and penetrated, and there were many fatal wounds on his chest. Under the faint moonlight, Ryan noticed that Even though he was dead, the old witcher was still holding a sharp knife in his hand. His leather jacket was damaged in many places, obviously after a fierce battle, so Ryan tried to get closer to see what happened. thing.

Just a few steps closer, Ryan suddenly felt something on his foot and made a clicking sound.

not good! There are organs!

A dozen sharpened wooden cones were instantly shot down from the snow-covered branches above. At the same time, there was a sound of heavy snow falling on the ground. A big tree swings up and down, and swings towards Ryan's position.

Ryan's originally gentle eyes became sharper, and he clenched the warhammer in his hand.

"咻咻咻~" The wooden cone in the air came lasingly, Ryan shook his right hand, and the warhammer was instantly lifted above his head. Under Ryan's movement, the long-handled warhammer swirled in the air at an extremely fast speed. A whirlwind blew up, and the wooden cones shot from the air were quickly knocked away, and the danger from the air was lifted.

Then, the Knight of the Kingdom switched the warhammer to his left hand, clenched his fist with his free right hand, and struck directly at the swinging tree trunk. With a bang, the trunk split into several pieces from the middle and fell to the ground.

"I was attacked and fled here under the condition of frequent death. Even if I lost most of my mobility, I still hid in this place and waited for rescue. I even made a trap, but in the end because of the serious injury, I still died, right?" Ryan After a little inspection of the dead old witcher, he roughly guessed what happened.

"Did you escape here after being seriously injured?"

After the seriously injured old witcher escaped here, he made a trap and hid here to rest, hoping to be rescued. Maybe he shot a loud arrow, maybe he didn't, but it doesn't matter. The fact is that the old witcher was unlucky He didn't wait for rescue. Given his severely injured physique, it was impossible for him to survive in this kind of ice and snow for two days. He died in the cold due to excessive bleeding.

Death happens every day, and Ryan is used to it. In the early years, he saw his teammate was directly bitten off by a bear spirit. Now a cold corpse does not give him such a strong shock. Out of politeness, he put this The poor old hunter buried it hastily, and took off his valuables as his reward.

"???" This is... Ryan noticed something in the old witcher's arms.

After putting away the dozen or so gold dinars brought by the old witcher, Ryan took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

Pocket watches are very precious things in this world. Non-dwarves or military workers of the empire cannot make them. Demon hunters value time more due to their occupations. Most of them will spend a lot of money to buy a pocket watch.

Opening the pocket watch, it was a portrait of the old witcher's family. He, his wife, and his two sons and daughters all showed big smiles and looked at Ryan.

Ryan took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and the bones in his palm made a "cracking" sound.

"Belt!!! I will definitely catch you!!!"

"What? That means there is a fallen hunter named Belt who is being hunted down?" Oliver, the imperial businessman, was sitting in a carriage, and the guards were riding on horses, driving the carriage on the main road. They happened to meet a group of St. The samurai was performing a mission, and Oliver immediately thought of the series of rumors he had heard earlier, so he grabbed a paladin and asked.

The one caught by him was a young paladin who looked to be in his twenties. His brows were rather rebellious. Unlike the leading paladin, his brows and eyes were full of wind and frost. When the young paladin saw it, he was a The businessman's tone was not very pleasant: "Yes, we have already lost the lives of several comrades in pursuit of this fallen hunter, so please don't hinder our actions, sir?"

As soon as Oliver said this, he also felt a little unhappy. The opposition between merchants and paladins is very obvious. Paladins hate merchants who are philistine, slick, and do anything to make money. Merchants hate paladins' complicated rules and regulations. The meddling style of doing things always cuts off their money. For this reason, some shops and auction houses do not welcome paladins, and some paladins would rather go hunting and mining than go to the store to buy things .

But life is important, no matter how you say it, paladins are reasonable, God knows if you meet that fallen hunter, will your life still be alive? So Oliver suppressed his anger, spread his hands to show his kindness, and said, "Well, are you planning to go through the forest ahead? If you don't mind, let's act together, so we can have a support along the way."

"Who wants to act with someone like you..." The young paladin was interrupted by the leading paladin, who looked to be in his fifties, and his blond hair had faded. Nearly white, with a rough face, he has a one-handed sword pinned to his waist, and a shield on his back. The golden pattern on the helmet shows that he should be the leader: "Okay, Alex, please be polite, is it my bishop's gift to us?" Have you forgotten the rules?"

"Dang... Of course I haven't forgotten." The young paladin stopped talking.

"Unfortunately, sir, we are just patrolling nearby and have no intention of entering the forest." The old paladin shook his head again to signal the young paladin named Alex to shut up: "Sir, please go ahead."

After speaking, the paladin squad left in another direction.

A guard looked at the snow-covered forest in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked, "Boss, shall we continue?"

Oliver watched the road stretch into the forest, and was finally swallowed by the forest with no end in sight. He gritted his teeth: "Go! We can't delay any longer!"

"Yes!"

Oliver and his party finally entered the forest. The sound of the wheels of the carriage resounding in the quiet forest. When the wheels hit a small stone and made a sound, Oliver felt his heart tremble.

It's so dark, too dark, sitting in a carriage. The imperial businessman looked around anxiously, he only felt that there seemed to be something swimming in the dark forest.

Deep anxiety enveloped the merchant and his guards, Oliver took out a pendant made of pure gold from his chest, and prayed silently.

"Your Excellency, Goddess of Fortune, please grant me peace, Your Excellency, Goddess of Fortune, please grant me peace."

Most businessmen believe in the Goddess of Wealth, but most of them are hypocrites and pan-believers. Hypocrites just tell others that I believe in this god, and when they need it, they pray twice without sincerity. It's about the same, but there are more prayer meetings.

A long period of prayer seemed to have helped a little. They advanced smoothly for three hours and entered the depths of the forest.

"I'm going to get some ice." A guard was holding an iron pot, planning to get some ice from the nearby creek and boil it for soup.

Unexpectedly, the guard did not come back after leaving for half an hour.

Oliver gradually felt that something was wrong. The businessman was sitting against a big tree, holding a kettle with warm water in it, and a piece of bacon in the other hand, looking towards the direction of the river again. Afterwards, the businessman asked one of the guards anxiously, "Fake? Why didn't Meyer come back for so long?"

The guard named Fake shook his head suddenly: "I don't know, boss, I..."

"咴咴!!!" The neighing of the horse interrupted the conversation of several people, followed by a slight tremor of the ground.

boom boom boom~

Hearing this voice, the faces of several people changed drastically. Falk subconsciously threw away the spoon that was holding the soup in his hand, and immediately grabbed the hilt of his long sword. Oliver even crawled and hid behind his guards , completely ignoring that the fur coat on his body was covered with snow and mud, he looked pale at the location of the sound in the depths of the forest, feeling his heart beating faster and faster.

Boom~boom~boom~

"Wow!" A small war dog first appeared in front of several people. This war dog was very ugly, and had various horrific scars on its face. White spots were exposed in its open mouth. Thick fangs, disgusting saliva is slowly dripping from it.

"Chaos War Dogs, it's the Beastmen War Gang!!" Farke screamed. He grabbed the crossbow trigger on his back and pulled the trigger directly at the War Dogs.

"咻~" A crossbow arrow pierced through the cold air, and plunged straight into the middle of the war dog's head. The war dog howled miserably, and the body that was charging shook, and died suddenly on the way of charging.

"Okay!" Oliver clenched his fists and whispered, but before he finished a word, more than a dozen war dogs rushed forward, and they knocked away the corpses of the dead war dogs without hesitation. Full of desire for blood, it is frightening.

It is a beastman, a terrifying beastman, a beastman who can stop a child from crying anywhere on the mainland, a beastman known as "necrosis of the earth" and "sign of disaster"!

The Beastmen are coming!