Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 220 220. Human-Faced Rat

"Jessie! Jessie!"

Amidst the urgent shouting, Jesse on the bedstead shook her head suddenly, and her dilated pupils regrouped. In the candlelight, she saw the familiar faces of the Cui Shi siblings. Their expressions were tense, as if there was some kind of fatal thing lurking around them. Danger.

"What happened to me just now?"

"You stared at the photo in a daze for a long time. You screamed several times and didn't answer. You just followed the devil." Trish explained, "But now is not the time to talk about this. There is something in the house."

Her tone was full of fear, and her eyes were fixed on the upright figure in the corridor.

"What?" Jesse followed Trish's gaze and looked out the door, his pupils suddenly shrank - Dean actually took out an MP5 submachine gun from his arms, pointed it at the lobby on the first floor and pulled the trigger continuously.

Da da…

Da da…

Bullets buzzed and flames flickered.

The house reverberated with deafening gunfire, and the gunfire was mixed with countless screams.

mouse?

Jesse's eyes changed. He stood up and walked quickly to Dean. Looking down, in the lobby on the first floor, countless black-haired mice emerged from under the carpet and crawled along the walls from all directions to the second floor.

Dean calmly pulled the trigger, and the bullets turned into a continuous rain curtain, shattering small black shadows, and the bright red minced meat drew a bloody path on the floor.

But the black spots seemed endless and there was no time to eliminate them.
"Where do all these rats come from?" Jesse asked,

“You start looking at the photos and your mind wanders, and they appear out of nowhere.”

Boom!

Dean turned around suddenly, pointing the gun behind Jesse. The woman's breath stopped and she turned around instinctively.

A big hole was opened in the curtains of the bedroom, and a strange thing that was completely black and the size of an ordinary person's fist fluttered out of the hole. It hung in the air and pounced on the screaming Cui Shi.

This is no ordinary mouse.

It has an evil and obscene human head, and it is baring its teeth in a fierce look. Its claws, which are like miniature human hands, are waving wildly. In its open mouth, strong and sharp incisors that grow forward, like rodents, are clicking. The ground opened and closed, and the long beards on both sides of his mouth trembled rapidly.

Human face mouse!
The thought automatically came to Jesse's mind.

boom!
Dean pulled the trigger.

The bearded head exploded.

You killed the human-faced rat, proficiency +2, shooting level 4 (345→347/500), supernatural hunter activated, you absorbed 0.2 perception, perception: 16.2→16.4
Flesh and blood spurted onto the Trish siblings. The two stayed there for a second, then stood up and screamed and rushed to Dean's side.

Da da da!
Dean wiped away all the rats around him, clamped the MP5 with his left hand to change the ammunition, took out an M26 grenade from his pocket with his right hand, held down the safety tab, bit off the pull ring, and threw it on the ground on the first floor.

boom!
The house trembled suddenly, and the rats on the first floor rippled like a sea paved with oil, gathering into a tsunami.

Thick smoke rose, blood-stained sawdust scattered in all directions, and a horrifying hole was blown out of the wooden floor downstairs. The hole was filled with countless rat corpses.

The attack of the rats stopped for a while.

Dean turned to the right again and took a shot at the dark wall occupied by rats.

The invisible giant palm hit the wall.

Blood sprayed onto the ceiling, and hundreds of mice were instantly photographed with blood, flesh, and internal organs, leaving only a layer of shriveled skin stuck to the wall, turning them into specimens.

boom!
boom!
Da da da!
While using MP5, Dean used the telekinetic mouse to tap the surrounding black walls.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my left waist and looked down.

A human-faced rat god unexpectedly managed to avoid God's perspective and approached his body. Its sharp teeth bit through the ghost armor and bit off a piece of flesh from his side, revealing a bloody hole. His plush body went straight to Drill into the hole!

Law!

Dean reluctantly grabbed the rat's tail, pulled it out of the hole, threw it to the ground and stomped on it hard!
Flesh and blood exploded.

Dean's pupils suddenly flashed with golden light.

abyss!

Deep darkness enveloped the entire room.

Cui Shi and the three of them felt their eyes darken.

After less than five seconds, he opened his eyes again.

Countless rats lying on the walls, stair railings, and ceilings fell to the ground like hailstones, turning straight into corpses.

The air rippled, and several rats with human heads were exposed among the corpses, but they tilted their heads and were also shocked to death by the abyss.

"You killed a lot of rats, as well as human-faced rats. Abyss lv0 (35→37/100). Supernatural Hunter activated. Perception: 16.4→16.5."

This is the end.

The gunshots, crawling and chirping sounds of mice in the house all disappeared.

The rat tide subsided, and the walls and ceiling of the entire house were covered with bright red rat patties. The air was filled with a vomiting blood and stench.

Dean felt the numbness of the wound on his waist healing quickly, and turned the gun to point it at the bedroom again.

"Don't do it!"

A human-faced rat stood on tiptoes, carefully walking around the corpses of its companions on the ground, walking toward them, raising two paws like human hands, and said in a sharp, high-pitched male voice,

"Don't do it, you won, you passed the test."

"Dean, don't kill it!" Jesse shouted, staring at the human-faced mouse, his eyes sparkling, and a strong sense of familiarity arose in his heart.

The human-faced mouse met her eyes and immediately touched his chest and bent down to salute.

"Shet, this mouse can speak human language and raise his hands to surrender?" Dailey rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Have you ever seen a mouse with a human head? It's a monster!" Trish said solemnly, then she caught sight of the blood red around Dean's waist, and her tone became nervous, "Are you injured?"

"Don't worry, it's not my blood, it's the blood of a rat."

Dean explained casually, looking repeatedly at the human-faced rat in front of him. It was obviously larger than the ones he had killed before, and it was also older and had a snow-white beard.

He used his telekinesis to lift the mouse into the air and asked coldly,

"What the hell are you and why did you attack us?"

"Your Excellency, please don't get excited! I'll tell you everything." The beard on the mouth of the human-faced mouse in mid-air trembled, and a flattering smile flashed across his withered face like a little old man, "I am the witch's familiar."

"Witch? So your owner is Maggie Hartman, who owns this house?" Dean asked,

"Yes. She left an order. Once someone triggers the witchcraft in the photo, they will be tested. Only those who can withstand the simplest rat tide are qualified to contact the truth."

"What truth?" Dean urged,
"Regarding the truth about the monster that reincarnates for 23 years, if you want to completely eliminate it, please let me go and I will lead you."

"If I remember correctly, you are the witch's familiar, and the witch created the dead skin." Dean held it up in front of him with his mind power, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against its bulging belly, speaking sarcastically. , "You shouldn't be together with the dead skin, why are you helping me destroy it? If you don't explain clearly, you will go to hell soon!"

"No, don't shoot!" Its voice trembled slightly, and its face showed human panic. "I am just an old and weak familiar, obeying the master's orders. I can't guess the master's thoughts."

"Where is your master?" Dean asked coldly,
"She passed away many years ago..." The Man-Faced Mouse lowered his head, with human sadness on his face, and suddenly turned to Jesse, "But I feel that this lady has her blood in her body, she is very kind."

"Your master and Jesse are related?" Dean's eyes flickered between the mouse and Jesse,
"probably."

"Why did she throw Jesse into the orphanage in the first place?" Dean asked again,
"Because witches are destined to be lonely, except for their familiars, everyone who stays with her will suffer terrible misfortune." The human-faced mouse raised his chest and raised his head with great honor and pride, and then felt a strong squeezing feeling. His expression changed greatly, "But Jesse should learn something from the photo. Be gentle, Your Excellency, don't pinch me... please."

"If you dare to mess around or come up with any crooked ideas, I promise to crush you into a meat pie." Dean warned and released his telekinesis, "Lead the way! Let us see the truth."

As soon as the human-faced mouse landed on the ground, he held his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. He swayed his huge belly, held his tail and cane, and walked along the stairs to the exit on the first floor.Jesse followed without saying a word, and the Trish siblings slowly followed after getting Dean's consent.

Dean hesitated for a moment, then used his telekinesis to roll back the corpses of three human-faced rats from the dense pile of rats, wrapped them slightly and threw them into the fantasy space.

Monster corpses may be transformed into weapons in the future.

……

Dean opened the door of the Mercury Jaguar and got into the driver's seat, while Jesse sat in the passenger seat.

And the human-faced rat stood on the passenger's headrest, scratching Jesse's slightly curly black hair with its claws very intimately, climbed on top of her head and looked at the road outside the car window, with a cheerful expression on its plush face. , said in a lively tone, "Keep driving forward and enter the suburbs."

"Jesse, aren't you afraid of it? I think it's disgusting and scary."

The Cui Shi siblings in the back row were squirming restlessly, always worried that this little monster would suddenly bite their throats open with its big rabbit-like teeth.

"Because of the blood flowing in my body, it won't hurt me." Jesse's expression was very subtle.

Dean looked at her with complicated eyes,

"Should you explain what exactly happened to you when you looked at the photo?"

"I fell into a daydream and got a lot of information from it." Jesse took a deep breath, looked calmly out of the car window, and tried his best to maintain a calm tone, "I dreamed about Pastor Abraham Morrow and Maggie... Hartman made a deal, performed a mysterious ritual, and was transformed into the immortal monster, Dead Skin."

"So it's really ironic that Abraham, a Catholic believer and judge, eventually turned to the heretical faith." Dean nodded, he had already guessed this, "Then if dead skin can live forever, why did Maggie die?"

Jesse lowered his gaze, "Sometimes immortality is also a punishment, more tired and painful than living. Maggie has lived for too long, is tired of it, and chooses to kill herself. And let me end all this pain at this point in time. "

Dean looked at Jesse's face carefully and clearly felt that the other person's temperament was different from before.
"Maggie Hartman is your mother?"

Jesse hesitated for a second and nodded, "I think so. In the dream, she looked almost exactly like me."

Dean rubbed his chin. Can a hundreds-year-old witch still give birth to a daughter?
"Who is your father?"

"I don't know." Jesse looked blank.
"Okay, is there any solution to the dead skin in the dream?"

"The familiar will take us to the cave where Maggie and Abraham originally performed the ritual, and destroy a statue in the center of the ritual."

Dean glanced at the human-faced mouse and asked, "What's so special about this statue?"

"It is an anchor left by an alien evil god. The specific name of the evil god cannot be mentioned, otherwise it will attract attention." Jesse said carefully, "Maggie once believed in this evil god and used the anchor to Abraham was transformed into a minion of the evil god, and he comes here every 23 years to harvest fear for the evil god. With the protection of the evil god's power, we can never kill him."

"An evil god from another plane?" Dean's face darkened when he heard this. No matter how confident he was, he did not dare to say that he was fighting against gods.

"Don't worry too much. To put it in layman's terms, the evil god, which is the devil that communicates with witches in most people's eyes, lives in other worlds and cannot come to our world. It can only use anchors to separate out a very small amount of power. To control the creatures in this world." Jesse comforted, "Destroy the anchor, and its power will no longer be able to touch our world, and the dead skin will lose its immortality."

The system was shocked, and Dean found that the progress had jumped to [-]%. He hadn't solved the dead skin yet, and the progress was already full!

"Oh, so destroy the statue and we'll kill the dead skin!"

Cui Shi and Dai Li in the back row were suddenly stunned.

"Can you be more specific? What dangers will we encounter next?"

"You'll find out soon."

……

The car drove to the countryside for a full hour.

Until they entered a deserted, rolling low slope covered with lawns, everyone got out of the car and followed the Man-Faced Rat towards the wilderness.

Dean took out two M1911s from the fantasy space and handed them to the Cui Shi siblings. The two siblings had seen too many weird things. At this moment, they had no intention of questioning where Dean took out these firearms. Instead, he Under the guidance of the teacher, he concentrated on learning the most basic shooting knowledge and barely mastered the method of pulling the trigger.

At this time, the human-faced rat leading the way suddenly stopped in front of a forest, shook his hands and screamed,

"Be careful, something is coming, the big guy is coming!"

It turned around and ran back, crawled along Jesse's jeans and hid on her shoulders.

The yellowing bushes at the edge of the forest shook a few times and parted, revealing a big, round, fluffy black head.
"Black bear!"

Cui Shi pointed at the big head and exclaimed,
Then a body like a hill walked out of the bushes - nearly 1.9 meters long and weighing 300kg. With every step, the bloated body swayed slightly, like a moving tank, full of visual impact.

Its small almond-like eyes scanned the four people outside the forest, as if its territory had been invaded. A trace of bloodthirsty red light flashed in its eyes, and it opened its bloody mouth and roared,

"Ow!"

"It won't treat us as food for the winter, right?" Dailey took a step back in fright, raised his M1911 and fired a shot. He was lucky. The bullet hit the black bear's chest with the first shot, but the wound was insignificant. Merely penetrating the fat was far from enough to kill the black bear, but instead completely angered it.

Ow!

The ground trembled.

It rushed towards everyone angrily,
Dean calmly raised his pistol.

Boom!

There were two gunshots, and the bullet turned slightly in the air and rushed into the eye socket, and blood burst out.
.
44 Magnum shattered the eyeball and tore out the black bear's brain.

It instantly fell forward unbalanced and fell to the ground, then slid five meters out with the inertia of running, leaving a huge white scratch on the humus layer, and stopped motionless next to a bush of myrtle.

Dean took back his gun and hooked his hand, signaling everyone to continue moving forward.

"Dean, you're more accurate than the sharpshooters in the West Wilds. After taking care of the dead skin this time, how about you teach me how to use a gun?" Dailey licked his face and gave a thumbs up.
"You live first and then talk."

In the next few kilometers, the four of them were attacked by wolves, poisonous snakes, and crows with red eyes...

However, due to Dean's accurate shooting and the protection of his mind, everyone was unscathed, but more than fifty wild animals died at Dean's hands.

He earned the title of Animal Killer.

It's a pity that no matter how many animals you kill, you can't increase your proficiency or absorb any attributes.

……

"Do you like manipulating wild animals that much?"

Dean turned around and asked the Man-Faced Mouse, who shrank his shoulders in fear and shivered against Jesse's neck, as if he was worried that the man would raise his hand and shoot him.

"Because wild animals are best at disposing of carcasses."

……

As we continued on, the woods became increasingly quiet and lifeless.

The sun in the sky was blocked by dense vegetation, and the temperature dropped significantly. At the same time, an indescribable coldness penetrated the skin and penetrated into the bones. The faces of the Cui Shi siblings began to turn slightly pale, and they were a little breathless.

"arrive."

They arrived at the deepest part of the woods, where a dark cave was like a devil's huge mouth, quietly waiting for food.

Dean opened his God's perspective and looked past the lush green grass blocking the entrance of the cave, as well as the cold water flowers, fern, moss, monad algae, cyanobacteria, straw mushrooms and other fungi deeper in the low-light zone.

Dean's temples bulged, as if there were countless invisible steel needles hidden in the air piercing his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

It was as if there was an invisible force squeezing his senses.

He endured the discomfort and kept exploring the inside. Finally, he saw the stalactites hanging from the innermost ceiling, the extinguished bonfire, the pile of bones faintly surrounding a pentagram shape, and a dark, shaped building standing at the end. Stone sculptures that resemble dead skin.

This place looks like a cave temple dedicated to ancient gods.

(End of this chapter)