Alien world

Chapter 374 32. Cruel hunting game

Gray Wolf led the way, briskly walking like a young man who couldn't hide his mood.

Alice stared at Annan—the way she always looked at Annan when he did something shameful to her.

"Our money is limited. And it's more important than anything for the Bottom Hive to take them to the upper floors."

"You always have a reason."

They followed Gray Wolf deep into Dark Lantern Town, and saw more locals...the skinless silhouettes that had been soaked in the sewage, and next to them were the emaciated people lying on their stomachs drinking in front of the water.The numb figure leaning against the eaves, the strange man crouching in the shadows holding suspicious pieces of meat.

"I think that people on the ground are still complaining about not earning enough money, and they have conflicts with their families again..." Theophilus couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Our happiness comes from other people's unhappiness," Alice said.

Annan felt that Alice's idea was wrong, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal.

Gray Wolf stopped in front of a shed with two strings of skull wind chimes, and slapped the leaking door: "Master Witch Doctor, there are some nobles from the surface who need help..."

"Come in……"

A strange voice came into his ears, and Gray Wolf pushed open the door.

In the gloomy hut sits an old silhouette with disheveled hair. The fluorescent fruit drilled from the ground is the only light source in the room. Bottles and jars containing weird things are piled up in the corner, emitting a smell worse than bitter mist.

The environment here is suspicious, but the bottom nest people know better how to deal with the rat people.

Theofilus and the others couldn't stay any longer, so Annan asked them and Gray Wolf to watch outside the door, and told the witch doctor what they came for and that after picking up the little girl at the bottom, he put her in front of the witch doctor.

At this time, Annan discovered that the little girl's leg was broken, and there were many scratches and bruises. She should have fallen into the exile from the dawn layer.

The old witch doctor lay on the ground, like a wriggling snake, picked up two black jars in the corner, one took out the mud-like thing, and poured the other into his mouth. He leaned over and spit out the liquid.

They passed through the little girl's esophagus, fell into the almost transparent abdominal cavity, and entangled into a ball.

"Glow fruit..." she said.

Annan wanted to pick the nearest one, but the old witch doctor suddenly grabbed his wrist, and his scarlet eyes appeared between the sticky hair: "Don't put out the light...we must stay where there is light..."

So Annan picked a fruit from outside the house and gave it to the old witch doctor.

He only knows that the rat people at the bottom rely on fluorescent fruits to maintain their lives and resist the bitter mist.

At this moment Alice touched him: "Tail..."

Annan looked down and saw something hanging by the old witch doctor's feet... Is she more mutated than the "rat man"?
The haggard claws held the fluorescent fruit, crushed it, and the juice and pulp dripped into the little girl's mouth, gathering with the sludge in her stomach... Then, Annan and Alice saw and heard the screaming and the face formed by the sludge Gone in a flash.

The heartbeat of the little girl who was still awake was no longer weak.

"How much are we going to pay?" Annan asked.

"No... leave quickly... this is not the place you should come..."

Annan wanted to leave some money, but he was reluctant, so he had to say thank you.

Alice took the initiative to carry the little girl on her back.Annan did not refuse again.She only weighs more than 10 kilograms, but she still gets tired after carrying it for [-] minutes.

After leaving the door and away from the witch doctor's shack, Annan and Alice seemed to have gotten rid of something and felt relaxed again.

"It made me feel uncomfortable there..."

They looked at each other.

"Me too."

As if being watched by something, whispered by something, haunted by something, even the magic power has become cold.

Before he had gone far, the wild dog crawled over on all fours, and was almost attacked by Theophilus as a monster.Only then did they notice that the dingo's arms were almost up to his knees.

"Gentlemen from the surface, I found the golden invitation letter!"

Theophilus asked impatiently: "Where?"

"At the mayor's place, he invited the nobles to visit the mayor's manor!"

"Are we going to participate?" Theophilus asked Annan urgently.

"Why not, maybe the 'mayor' wants to present a golden invitation letter." Annan looked around: "But hurry up."

It took two hours from the exile to the dawn layer, and they still have 22 hours at most.

On the way to the mayor's manor with the wild dogs, they were almost attacked.A man who hated screaming rushed out, but he fell on the road and couldn't get up again.

Amy was frightened by his hateful roar... and a little puzzled: "Why does he seem to hate us so much?"

"They don't hate you, they hate their parents. Why did the ancestors run to the bottom of the nest, why did they give birth to them..."

The emotion in Dingo's voice suggested that he was like that too, only that his life wasn't so bad.

"They are so miserable..."

"The noble people on the surface are not miserable." Wild Dog said, "The worst ones are those guys who don't even know how to hate. Well, like that guy..."

A figure sat under the eaves, numbly waiting for death.

"The imperial capital is too much!" Teophilus clenched his fists, "Let us...let us..."

He couldn't say the word hunting.

"Think about it. Those who get the golden invitation letter are 'big shots' like the mayor. Hunting them may be doing a good deed." Amy said.

The wild dogs and gray wolves leading the way smartly pretended not to hear.

The Mayor's Manor is distinguished from other buildings in the town by its masonry walls and a two-story building.

"The smell of blood..."

The open door suddenly made the wild dog roar.

Annan and the others froze for a moment: "Go in and have a look."

After passing the garden where fluorescent fruits were planted, they came to the spacious hall, and saw the fallen corpses around them and the figure of Ba Dao in the mage's robe standing in the hall.

"Gwynn College..." Alice looked at their mage robes and whispered.

A handsome young man raised his head and greeted, "You guys are here for the golden invitation too? But you're a step too late."

Annan looked around at the corpses around and frowned: "It's not that we are late, it's that you are too cruel..."

"There are no good people here." The young man said casually, and asked nonchalantly, "You... Saltz College? How many golden invitations have you got?"

"No..." Alice said warily.

"One." Annan said honestly.

The young man remained silent for a while, as if measuring their strength, and smiled after exchanging eyes with his companions: "Don't be nervous, we are not enemies, right?"

"We're really not friends."

"Uh……"

As soon as Annan finished speaking, Alice and the others who were reminded cast spells at the same time, and several alive ropes wound towards them.

The young man's face was gloomy: "You don't even have elites, and you actually think...Damn it! What is this!?"

With the end of Annan's chanting, a portal appeared in the hall, and then, thick and large earth elements poured out.

"Low summoning technique." Annan replied.

"You... nonsense!"

His aristocratic qualities prevented him from swearing, but he cursed all the bad words in his heart.

"Then call it Xingyuewan Eighteen Earth Elements."

(End of this chapter)