The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 151
"Are you really sure what you saw?"

Julius didn't notice any abnormal noise, so he was very suspicious of Clayton's eyes.

Clayton withdrew his left hand from pressing the gun, and held the handle of the ax again: "Don't be stupid, I haven't reached the age of old and dim eyesight. I can't be wrong when I say that there are things staring at us, just like your spell Just as I have sufficient confidence, I also have confidence in my vision.”

Although he is not a professional hunter, he learned to use a musket to shoot birds that steal grain from a very young age, which greatly exercised his vigilance.

There were some noises in the woods again, and a black wild boar the size of a dog stepped out of the mud in a panic and rushed between them.

Julius's first reaction was to jump up. Next to him, Clayton had sharp eyes and hands, and when the wild boar passed by, he swung his ax in the same way as hitting a highland ball, and chopped off the poor little head of the wild boar in one fell swoop. When it got down, the headless body ran two steps forward, and then rolled a few more times before stopping.

After swinging the axe, Clayton looked suspiciously at the woods, but he found nothing this time.

Julius took a few steps back with lingering fear, but his brows were filled with joy when he saw the wild boar's carcass.

"I don't think I need to go back at noon, there is ready-made good meat here."

"Cook wild boar without any spices? If you insist on doing this, I can only tell you that you will regret it, but I don't care." Clayton warned him while raising his ax to continue digging, but felt The weight on the hand suddenly became much heavier, and then there was a sharp pain in the palm, accompanied by a strange warmth input.

He looked down, and what he saw was shocking.

A thorn-like long root protruded from the handle of the ebony ax and pierced into his palm. After winding several times, it continued to extend towards the wrist. On the front of the battle ax, the blood left by the killed wild boar was like iron filings meeting a magnet. Adsorbed by the silver-gilt double-sided ax blade, the thick red liquid rolled down with gravity on the flipped ax blade, but it did not fall away, but slowly seeped into it.

And as the blood seeped in, the weight of the long-handled double-edged battle ax was still increasing, and the weird heat flowed into his blood vessels along the thorns, making him feel excited uncontrollably.

"What the hell!" He couldn't help shouting while clutching his right hand.

Julius saw the strangeness here, and he walked over in a calm manner, looked at Clayton's pierced hand, and was amazed.

"Try to spread your fingers with all your strength."

The lieutenant frowned, refusing to do so out of experience, for the thorns wrapped around his fingers as securely as a sailor's knot.

But Julius stood by his advice.

"You try it."

Creighton desperately stretched his bound fingers, but to his surprise, this time, those thorn-like black thorns seemed to feel his will, and they retracted without much resistance, and the ax The handle quickly returned to its smooth appearance.

But the added weight of the ax proved that the previous scene was not an illusion. It was now a third faster than before.

The green-haired mage took the ax from his hand and examined the gilt inscription on it.

"I didn't recognize this ax before. It should be the 'Mosquito Slayer' of the Vikians, but it looks different from the legend. It may be an imitation."

"So what's the use of it?"

Clayton shook his hand vigorously, leaving phantom pain in the pierced part of his hand.

He suspected that the ax had left something in his body.

"Used to deal with vampires—this is the original purpose it was created for. Its ability is similar to that of newborn vampires, and it can compete with them for blood. It worked in a thick iron can, so it was quickly shelved by the northern shamans."

"Those phenomena just now are normal, that is its ability."

Clayton pulled down his sleeves. He gradually realized that what happened just now was not a bad thing, and the sentiment of cherishing things rose again in his heart.

He took the ax back from the mage, weighed it a few times, and swung the ax horizontally towards the trunk of an old tree as thick as his own arm. Under the blessing of speed and weight, the ax blade cut three parts of the trunk at once. of two.

A tree trunk is much tougher than a human body.

Absorbing blood to increase weight seems to be another ability of this axe, and Creighton can fully imagine how this feature will work in battle.

As long as there is a little wound, the sudden change of heavy force will endow it with greater power, breaking the opponent's balance with unexpected strength, and then splitting them in half - the premise is that the user is familiar with this feature use.

The mage changed the topic: "However, it may still be useful now. After all, wearing armor is not popular in most countries now."

"But they're into muskets now." The lieutenant laughed.

This ax is obviously not as effective, but it's still a nice collectible.

He had no vampire enemies to deal with.

By the way, this little episode almost disrupted his thinking about what he was about to say just now. He recalled for a few seconds and remembered what he was going to tell Julius.

"I'm concerned that the carcass has been eaten by wild animals. If so, it could have become more difficult and dangerous."

He was faintly worried that the gaze that was staring at them just now belonged to the beast that ate the corpse.

People believe that beasts with the ability to eat people are very cunning. Even if they were not smart enough in the past, they will become smart and greedy after eating people, and they can understand people's language.

Clayton is a big believer in this view.

He felt that maybe "Rewo's Beast" was the beast that ate human flesh.

Beasts that have eaten humans will have a thirst for human flesh and blood, and will continue to attack humans until they are wiped out. This is said to be due to the abundance of fat and salt in humans.It is still attacking the animal shed, maybe it just didn't find the opportunity.

The mage was not sensitive to these, but just stretched his waist indifferently, and then shrank quickly because of the cold wind and snowflakes pouring into his waist.

"It doesn't matter if I can't find the body. Knowing his identity is enough for me to find a way to get rid of my bad luck. Even a dead person will always leave a relic that can prove his identity."

Wetland swamps are not very friendly for people looking for stuff.

Even if gold falls here, it will inevitably be stained with a layer of mud, covering the steadfast golden light.

Even Clayton and Julius took pains to scour most of the swamp.None of the human corpses were found, but several snakes that were about to hibernate were awakened by them.

Seven dirty handkerchiefs with no pattern visible, half a bad fish basket, six good fish baskets, two fishing rods, two turbans, and three metal buttons of different materials.

That's all they got.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, covering the gray-brown swamp with a layer of white.

Julius's face turned blue from the cold, exhaustion and hunger. He stuck the shovel into the mud and tried to stand up straight while supporting his waist. The friction between the molted palm and the clothes made him gasp again:
"I should have brought a corset."

"It's the constant wear of orthotics that makes your muscles weak."

As Clayton said so, he stuffed all the dirty linen and buttons into his pockets, and let Julius carry the fish reel and fishing rod.

He didn't plan to continue searching, this was enough for them to investigate.

"Let's go, let's go back the same way."

Julius turned his head vigilantly and looked over: "Why don't we just go through the woods from here?"

They walked for several hours and took a lot of detours to come to this wetland, but if they went straight through this forest, the distance from Rewo Town was not too far.

"The view by the river beach is clearer." The lieutenant threw out the decisive factor.

"I'm worried that the beast in Rewo is in the woods. Look at the things we found. Obviously, there were many people who were willing to come here to fish, or pick berries and mushrooms, but today I didn't see a single one. I think It may be because the residents of the town are worried that they will be attacked by wild animals here."

If he walked on the river beach, even if the wild beast rushed out of the woods, he would have enough time to take aim.

His sense of smell has been weakened by the cold air, and he may not be able to detect danger immediately in the forest with rich smells, and those trees may also become a cover for wild beasts.

Unless it was at night, the werewolf form could solve such troubles, but Creighton didn't want to wait too long.

This reason convinced Julius, who nodded approvingly.

Clayton counted all the equipment and the quantity was correct, then he carried the ax in one hand and turned back with today's hunt in the other.

梦啦——————

The sound of trees breaking suddenly sounded from both sides. Two dead trees about thirteen feet high snapped at the same time, one on the left and one on the right.

The lieutenant's heartbeat soared to the extreme in an instant.

He stepped back sharply, but the soft and wet mud under his feet slowed down his second step of retreat.

He only had time to escape the impact of the first dead tree, and was crushed under another tree the next moment.

Julius stood there in surprise, waiting for the dust to settle before he stepped forward.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm not dead yet."

Clayton replied while lying on the ground and broke off the dead branch that almost pierced his eyes in front of his face.

The fallen dead tree didn't hit him directly. Before being pinned down, he raised the dead pig to block the terrible blow.As for the dead pigs that were directly impacted, although the epidermis was not damaged, the organs in the body were crushed into mud, which flowed out from the front and rear channels.

The lieutenant let go of everything else in his hand, lifted the dead tree up with all his hands, and slowly moved it out from below.

When he was completely free, he let go of his hand, and the heavy dead tree immediately fell and pressed into the mud, leaving only half of it outside.

Even Julius couldn't help sighing the horror of doom when he saw this scene.

"This time is really crazy. Although I know that your luck is not good now, it is too unlucky for this to happen. I remember other similar cases of being entangled in the mist of misfortune, but they died after suffering for several years. And you here"

He didn't need to say it, Clayton understood what it meant.

Although he had encountered unlucky things such as being hit on the head by a flower pot and being dragged by a carriage before, none of them were enough to directly kill him, but this time it was quite different.

Even if the werewolves were hit by these two trees, they would probably be seriously injured.

"I'd like to know what's going on, too."

He clasped his ribs and took a deep breath. That heavy blow made him feel as if his chest was sunken, and his arms were also aching.

Julius stepped aside to check the situation, then laughed over the stump of the broken tree on his left.

"This tree is the one you took to test the ax just now, and it couldn't be more correct to settle accounts with you."

Clayton kicked the broken tree.

"The other tree must give me an explanation."

He walked to the tree on the right, and his eye was caught by some artifact inlaid in the jagged section of the stump.

Undoubtedly, it was this thing that pierced through the rotten and wormy tree trunk, further destroying the original support, and giving the doom that wandered in nothingness an opportunity.

It was a splintered buckshot.

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(End of this chapter)