Chapter 421: I've Been Waiting for a Long Time

A dark staircase leads directly to the ground. Several torches on the thick stone wall are shining with faint firelight. Moisture-condensed water droplets drip from the top of the head and hit the ground with a monotonous sound.

From the end of the stairs, occasional roars and wailing sounds could be heard faintly, making the deep stairs seem even more dead.

Following the clicking footsteps, a tall figure walked down the dim stairs.

He was at least two meters tall, wearing a cloak that almost touched the floor. Even his head was covered by the hood of the cloak. Under the shadow of the cloak, only two blood-red eyes shone strangely in the darkness.

Snap, snap.

The sound of heavy footsteps was slow and continuous, and the tall figure walked down the stairs and appeared outside the dungeon door.

There was no light in the crack of the door, and there was no human voice. There were only roaring infected people banging against the metal prison door crazily, making harsh crashing sounds.

Rapid breathing came from under the hood, the blood-red eyes glowed brighter, and the breathing became heavier.

boom.

The heavy stone door of the dungeon was easily pushed open, and it was indeed dark inside. In the darkness, the faint roar suddenly became clear, and the shrill roar seemed to express the unwillingness in his heart.

"Hehehehe."

The cold laughter came from the visitor's mouth, and it was a man's voice. The man listened at the door for a while, and then walked into the dark dungeon.

Roaring and scratching sounds surrounded him, but he ignored them and walked straight into the dungeon, heading towards the center of the circular dungeon as if he could tell the direction.

Sparks flicker.

Amidst the friction of flint, the figure lit the torch.

Several narrow cells immediately appeared in the light, and each cell was filled with infected people with hideous faces and wounds all over their bodies.

But the tall man didn't see it. The sudden light of the fire made his eyes dazzled and he was blind for a moment.

But he didn't care. He followed the smell of blood and walked to the cell door in front of him, taking out a bunch of blood-stained keys as he walked.

However, just as he was about to touch the door of the cell with blurred vision, a strange force suddenly surged in the cell.

Then there was a bang, and he took two steps back suddenly as if he had hit a wall, unable to get close to the cell door for a while.

And just as he retreated in confusion, a shrill scream of a sword tearing through the air suddenly sounded from behind.

The cloaked man showed amazing physical fitness. Even while retreating, his body could still twist strangely, turning sideways and forward with his recovering vision.

However, just halfway through the rolling movement, there was another bang, and his body hit an invisible wall again, blocking his evasive movement.

Blood splattered.

The man in the cloak screamed, and his left arm was left with a scar that was deep enough to show the bone. From the torn cloak, the rubber-like texture of the skin unique to the ghoul was revealed.

The cloaked man turned around in panic, but there was no one behind him. Before his brain had time to react, the sound of a sword being drawn came from behind again.

The cloaked man did not dodge this time, and hurriedly turned sideways and raised his right claw. Several bone-like sharp claws were raised above his head to meet the sword light that struck diagonally.

With a clang of gold and iron, the claws collided head-on with the sword light. The sharp claw only lasted for half a second before it was easily cut off by the sword light. The sword light continued downwards and slashed towards the cloaked man's chest.

But taking advantage of this half-second gap, the cloaked man tried his best to retreat. Although he did not get out of the range of the sword in time, his chest was still sliced ​​open by the sword tip, but at least he escaped the fate of being cut in two, leaving only a bloody trail. of wounds.

The cloaked man took a few steps back and hit the wall hard to avoid being bypassed again. Only then did he have a chance to see clearly what was happening behind him.

A tall lady stood behind him holding a sword, staring at him with a gloomy face. There was blood dripping on the sword, and behind her was a cell with a large open door.

Clear laughter came from the cell. An elegant and petite lady covered half of her face with a folding fan and walked out accompanied by Dr. Swain. The three of them formed a fan shape and surrounded the cloaked ghoul in the middle.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, dear Mr. Ghoul." It was Diana and Natalie who appeared. The Countess's smile was full of aristocratic friendliness. "You are visiting so late at night. You definitely don't just want to fight." Just say hello, there are only two purposes, either for Dr. Swain's preparation of medicine, or for the victims here. We want to save you a little effort, so we put your two goals together. ”

However, there was no reaction from the ghoul. Only the two blood-red eyes under the hood flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"He doesn't understand." Dr. Swain took a step forward with a gloomy face and said in the local language, "Who are you and why would you do such a thing? You don't know that this level of plague can affect even us." Is it possible that they are all involved? And we have been neighbors with humans for so many years. Do you want to kill them all? "

The cloaked ghoul said nothing, his eyes roamed back and forth on the three of them, and then suddenly his feet started to move and he rushed towards Miss Diana.

Facing the enemy, the countess raised her head and smiled, then raised her feet and tapped the ground lightly.

[Power, protection, ability, blockade]

The invisible wall appeared again, blocking the countess, and Diana, who was behind the wall, had already raised her folding fan and pointed it at the approaching ghoul.

But just as the ghoul was about to hit the blockade wall, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards Dr. Swain at an unprecedented speed.

Dr. Swain's fighting ability was not inferior to others. However, when the ghoul rushed to her, the hood on his head was blown up by the wind, exposing his face in front of her. Dr. Swain was suddenly struck by lightning, looking at the enemy in shock, and completely forgot to react.

The ghoul seemed to have been prepared for this. He took the opportunity to turn sideways and bypassed the female doctor. He did not try to open the cell door to release the infected, but rushed out of the dungeon door and rushed up the dark stairs in a few steps.

"Ms. Swain." Diana and Natalie both shouted loudly at the same time, and hurried to Dr. Swain's side, "Chase."

However, neither of them really chased after her. Instead, they just kept watching Ms. Swain and secretly glanced at the ghoul's fleeing back with their peripheral vision until the back disappeared from their sight. The two glanced at the blood on the sword and then smiled at each other.

"If we get his blood, it will be very easy to track him tomorrow. Not only can we find him, but we may also find the body." Miss Diana smiled admiringly, "Ms. Swen, you are pretending so well, you... eh?"

The two ladies found that the ghoul had escaped, but Dr. Swen's expression was still wrong, as if he was not pretending.

"He..." The female doctor looked at the two ladies around her blankly, "He is my father."