Chapter 64 Wither Monster

"The Blight Monster is not only the product of the 'Black Blight', but also the spreader of this disaster. Ten days ago, in the south of the 'Hanged Forest', we encountered this hateful monster for the first time. Looking back, I still feel very uncomfortable. Weird."

Magny took the ale handed by his father to moisten his throat, stared at the bonfire and fell into memory, and it took a long time before he continued to tell the bizarre and terrifying experience of that day.

"At that time, we were marching north along the banks of the Ivene River under the leadership of a guide, trying to find a way to the central area of ​​the Hanged Head Forest, which is probably the headquarters of the 'Conquering Order', but just as we crossed When we were in a pine and cypress forest, we suddenly found that groups of wild animals were fleeing from the forest. We had to suspend our trip to avoid the panicked deer, followed by groups of wild boars, until finally, we were surprised to find that Even the dinosaurs at the top of the jungle life have embarked on a journey from north to south, which makes us ask: what kind of threat could force the huge dinosaurs to flee their habitats?"

"I can't use words to describe the spectacular scene of the beast migration. What I saw aroused my curiosity, and at the same time, it also made our guide—a half-elf hunter who lived in the northern jungle all year round—into panic. He insisted that the migration of the beast tide is an obvious ominous omen, which symbolizes the wrath of the gods. If we insist on going to the north, to the ominous place where the herds of beasts escape, the gods will definitely avenge their actions because of this arrogant behavior .”

Magny Powhatan took the ale handed by his sister to moisten his dry throat, and then told about all the strange things he encountered during his investigation in the north.

"I spent a lot of effort to appease the terrified guide, trying to tell him that the migration of wild animals is not uncommon. A wildfire may cause the herd of beasts to flee from their hometown. We humans have rationality and intelligence that wild animals cannot match. Courage, how can you scare yourself into fleeing like an ignorant beast before you know the truth?"

"My persuasion was not in vain. The half-elf guide reluctantly agreed to stay and lead the way for us, but he also put forward a condition. If there is another ominous sign like the escape of a herd of beasts on the way, even if I tell the truth, he will not come again." left behind."

"As you can see, our team has planted the seeds of discord. None of the Asa warriors around me backed down. Unfortunately, we are foreigners after all. If we are not careful, we will get lost in the unfamiliar jungle. If we want to continue Fulfilling the mission of reconnaissance, no matter what, cannot do without the help of the guide."

"We continued on the road with anxiety, and camped by a small river that evening. We set up camp according to the marching practice, lit a bonfire to disperse the cold and the beasts that were watching secretly, and I arranged for six brothers to accompany the guide to fetch water from the river. , by the way, take our mounts to the river to eat some green grass and drink water to quench our thirst."

"I remember that it was a cloudy day, the night sky was covered with dark clouds, the moon and stars could not be seen, and the air was so dull that it was frustrating... Just as we were preparing dinner at the camp, there was a horse neighing suddenly by the river, followed by a panic. Shout and scream."

"I immediately realized that the team that was going to drink the horses had been attacked. I hurriedly took half of the men to the river to rescue them. The rest of the brothers took up weapons and stayed in the camp to keep vigilant. If I needed their support, I would blow the horn."

"The handling was pretty calm, what did you see next?" Matoka asked his son.

"I brought people to the riverside, illuminated by a torch, and saw a group of strange creatures attacking the horses. The brothers who had come to drink the horses had already drawn their swords, surrounded the wounded guide and fought and retreated. Their The opponent is a group of weird monsters, whose body shape and limbs resemble human beings, but their bodies are covered with dense branches and leaves, and no facial features can be seen on their faces. If they squat on the ground, they are almost indistinguishable from a pile of bushes. Obviously, It was these monsters, skilled in camouflage, who lurked in the real bushes of the riverbanks and made dastardly raids on our guides and horses."

"Does it look like a humanoid monster in a bush..." Victor muttered to himself, rubbing his chin. "This sounds like an evil living plant, the 'blight monster' you mentioned just now?"

Magni nodded first, and then added: "To be precise, it is a subtype of the 'withered monster', and the locals call it the 'dead branch monster'."

"How many subtypes are there in total?" Candy asked curiously.

"We have seen three kinds with our own eyes, and the dead branch monster is the lowest level among them."

"Okay, let's not change the subject yet, let Magni continue to talk about the ambush on the riverside." Matoka said.

"The sudden attack of the 'dead branch monster' startled us, but after thinking about it, this kind of monster is not very strong in combat except for being good at camouflage and sneak attack. When we calmed down from the initial panic, this group of despicable monsters The sneak attacker became our prey. Someone tried to attack the dead branch monster with a torch, and received excellent results. This monster is very afraid of fire. Turned to ashes in the struggle."

"We used torches and rockets to wipe out most of the dead branch monsters, leaving only two survivors to extract confessions by torture. Unfortunately, we soon discovered that the dead branch monsters have almost no intelligence, let alone communicate with language. I failed to learn from them Squeeze any valuable intelligence out of you."

"The guide wasn't seriously injured. I used magic to help him stop the bleeding. The poor man was terrified and couldn't say a word for a long time. At this time, we all realized that this area was full of dangers. After returning to the camp Everyone's heart is heavy, but until then, we have not had the thought of retreating."

"I had double the sentry that night, and the lads had a dreary night of apprehension, and the next day, with no improvement in the weather, we had to continue trekking through the woods in the sleet in the hope of finding some A shelter from the rain and snow. Our guide looked sluggish and talked less than usual, but managed to carry out his task of leading us, I guess because of the double commission brought him Some incentive."

"We drove all day in the rain and snow. We were exhausted at dusk, and we camped in a valley overgrown with pine forests. It is a suspicion of hindsight to say it now, but I did feel the atmosphere in the valley at the time. Inexplicably depressed, if the guide had not insisted, I would not have chosen to set up a camp there." Magny said bitterly.

"Magni, I guess your premonition will be verified soon." Conti couldn't help but interjected.

Magny nodded, his face extremely gloomy.

"On the same night, we were attacked by wither monsters again. This time, in addition to the dead branch monsters, our opponents also appeared two more difficult wither monsters. One of them looked like a hunchbacked old man from a distance. It was only later that I saw that the monster was covered with dense thorns from head to toe, and it looked like a humanoid monster made of pine needles, and the name 'Dead Needle Monster' is appropriate."

"The attack of the dry needle monster caught us off guard. This monster is good at long-range attacks and can shoot out the needles on its body. It is as powerful as a crossbow. No less than ten Asa warriors were fired by the dry needle monster. Arrow rain stabbed, six of them fell forever in a pool of blood..."

Magny clenched his fists in grief and indignation, heaved a long sigh of relief, and did not continue to narrate until his emotions stabilized.

"We rushed into the fight, took a few casualties, but quickly found our ground, shielding the thorns from the Dryneedles and firing back rockets - like their kin, the Drybranch, the Dryneedles Also vulnerable to fire damage."

"Just as we were gradually getting rid of the disadvantages, the third kind of wither monsters suddenly rushed out from the flanks of the camp. These evil plants called 'wither vine monsters' were exactly like ordinary vines when they were still, and they crawled when they moved. A group of snakes, sneaking close to the ground under the cover of night and grass, approached the camp without anyone noticing, and suddenly attacked us."

Magny paused to recall the most dangerous moment of that night of bloody battle, his gaze became extremely hot.

"Withered vine monsters are the most cunning and dangerous of the three withered monsters. They are not only good at camouflaging and sneaking, but also possess the supernatural power of manipulating vines. They can use the python-like vines to drive our vines away from ten feet away. The warriors were restrained and fell into a passive situation where they could only be beaten but were unable to fight back. The withered vine monsters were the only ones that could speak among all the withered monsters. The only valuable information is that they frequently mention two names, 'My Father Ganthias' and 'Master Sharman'... Unfortunately, we have no way of knowing what Ganthias and Sharman are figure."

"Gantias... Sharman..." Victor muttered to himself, as if thinking of something, his face became a little weird.

"Magney, you finally defeated those ferocious blight monsters, didn't you?" Conti asked.

"Yes, but it also paid a heavy price. After a night of bloody battle, almost everyone was wounded. Twenty-seven Asa warriors were buried in a foreign land..." Magni gritted his teeth, restrained the grief and anger in his heart and continued, "Compared with the loss of manpower, what hit us more was that the half-elf guide disappeared after the battle. Leaving without saying goodbye without knowing the reason, can’t change a grim reality: In this strange and dangerous jungle, we lost the only guide who is familiar with the local environment.”

"Considering that there are likely to be more wither monsters lurking in the dark jungle, and considering the terrible consequences of getting lost, I can only issue a cowardly but rational order to the troops - pack your bags and retreat the same way." Ma Gurney's eyes revealed an unconcealable loss.

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