Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 221 221. Bloody Battle

breathe…

Dean released the God's perspective. Although the interior of the cave was dilapidated, it seemed that no one had visited it for decades.

But the strong warning from the sixth sense and the extreme discomfort in perception made him realize that he must not lean in hastily.

He looked at the human-faced rat on Jesse's shoulder.
"What's your plan, how to destroy this statue?"

"Everyone has felt it, you will gradually lose courage when approaching this cave." The human-faced mouse clasped his hands on his chest, clasping his fingers like grains of rice, "Because the five-pointed star array covering the entire cave amplifies the influence of the statue. force."

"What influence?" Trish asked,

"Fear is an instinctive emotion of human beings, and it is also the oldest and strongest emotion of mankind. Statues and magic circles can infinitely amplify this emotion, making people pessimistic and depressed." The human-faced mouse said with emotion, "The closer you are, the closer you are. , the faster courage disappears, the 'devil' is the best at playing with people's hearts."

"The only way is to remotely move the statue completely out of the magic circle, move it outside the cave, and then try to destroy it." Jesse looked at everyone with warning eyes, and at the same time swept away the leaves on the ground under his feet with a branch he had just picked up. Clear a clean space and draw a circle around the space, "But don't try to touch the statue with any part of your body, otherwise you will be swallowed by fear and your soul will be torn apart."

Everyone suddenly felt a chill on their necks.

"No getting close, no physical contact." Dean walked around the cave. The top of the cave must be five or six meters above the ground. "If we use a large amount of explosives to blow up the cave from the outside, can we successfully destroy the statue?"

"This is a useless effort. The statue must be transported out and destroyed using a special ceremony." The human-faced mouse stood on tiptoes and looked at the clock-like circle on the ground. "The explosion will only bury it deeper, and the dead skin will remain immortal." Immortal."

"Cunning rat man, why don't you summon the rats to carry it out..." Daley looked at the human-faced rat and suggested,

"It's not that simple!" The human-faced mouse bared its teeth fiercely at Daly, "Those little guys are too weak in willpower and will be frightened to death immediately if they enter the cave."

"The fear field in the cave is more terrifying than the field used by Mr. Dean before."

Dean suddenly realized that this guy should be referring to "the abyss".

However, his willpower is less than 20 points, and the number of times he can use the abyss is only once per day within a ten-meter range, which is far from enough to reach the realm.

"I have another suggestion," the human-faced rat stared at Dean and said sincerely, "Your Excellency has used telekinesis before to deal with the rat tide, and the intensity was not low. You might as well use telekinesis to move the statue out."

Dean, who was deep in thought, raised his eyebrows when he heard this and turned his eyes to Jesse. Jesse said frankly,

"The fear field of the statue is highly diffuse, comparable to the radiation after an atomic bomb explosion. Not only can it be spread through contact with physical bodies and tangible objects, it can also consume the power of thoughts... But contact with the power of thoughts is less harmful than physical contact."

As she explained, she bit her finger, squatted on the ground, and traced bright red, tadpole-shaped runes on the edge of the clock dial with blood.

The human-faced rat jumped off her body, and the tip of its long tail was outlined a second time along these rune lines.

Upon seeing this, Dean asked, "Jesse, don't you know how to do witchcraft? Where did you know about this ritual of destroying statues?"

"That daydream awakened the memory deep in my blood, and part of witchcraft became my instinct, including this ritual."

"Then you can't use witchcraft to remove the statue?"

"I can't do anything..." A trace of heart palpitations flashed across Jesse's swollen face, "I will lose control once I enter the cave."

"What about you?" Dean turned to the human-faced mouse, "I am the only one taking the risk from beginning to end, and you are watching the show?"

"I'm too weak to resist the fear field, so I can only assist in the ritual outside." The human-faced mouse felt the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes, stomped its feet to further consolidate the runes on the ground, and waved its claws as it danced and described, "We must seize the time , since we triggered the witchcraft, Dead Skin has already felt the threat and is rushing here quickly."

"And once you get close to the fear realm, the remaining power in the statue will strengthen the dead skin's combat power, making it more difficult to deal with!"

The words just fell to the ground.

There was a beeping sound in the woods. Dean took out the vibrating BP machine from his waist and looked at the phone number of the Bohao County Police Department.

He immediately realized that this was notifying him that there was something unusual about the truck or weapons.

“The dead skin is closing in.”

……

Dean was lost in thought.

After Jesse talked about the method of destroying dead skin before, the system progress jumped to [-]%, which proved that the method was indeed effective, but he was not sure whether there were other hidden factors?
"I can't take the risk alone, let's go together!" Dean narrowed his eyes towards the human-faced mouse, and the invisible power of his mind lifted it into the air again.

"No, let go!" It kicked its thin legs and shouted at the top of its voice, "I want to arrange a ceremony, I can't go in, I will explode!"

Dean ignored it and threw out an M26 grenade. A block of C4 explosives recovered from the last underground base flew close to the body of the Man-Faced Mouse and flew into the cave together.

"Dean, the matter has reached the final stage, please believe us." Jesse nervously took a step closer to him, cupped his hands on his chest, and begged with red eyes, "It won't harm you. I will sacrifice my life and My soul swears.”

"Don't get excited, as long as it doesn't lie, it won't be hurt!" Dean interrupted her, locking the bomb rat from God's perspective and going deep into the cave together.

The all-pervasive coldness came over again.

This time it not only attacked Dean's perception, but also attacked the invisible power of mind and the "shadow" that controlled the power of mind.

It felt like a sharp steel needle was pricking the back of Dean's head, making him frown.

But the wrapped human-faced mouse behaved even worse. At first, the wretched old man’s face wrinkled into a ball and he yelled.

Then his screams quickly became low, his breathing was like a broken ventilator, and his little body visibly expanded like a balloon, as if it was about to explode.

Dean sighed and took the human-faced mouse back out of the cave. As soon as it landed, it fell straight down. Jesse carefully picked it up with both hands and rubbed its body as if to ward off the cold.

Dean's attention returned to the cave.

The telekinesis is still ten meters away from the statue.

Dean felt a kind of fatigue caused by overuse of the brain and dryness of the spirit, as if there were invisible big mouths in the air eating away at the telekinesis wrapped in explosives.

He had a headache that was about to burst, his heartbeat was almost in his throat, his eyes were flashing through countless black spots with small tails like floaters, there was a dense drumming sound in his ears, and he smelled a mixed smell in his nose. The extremely complex smell of rust, carrion, moss, aluminum, charcoal...

If I had to describe it, it would be the smell of fear.

Panic boiled in Dean's chest. He resisted the urge to withdraw his telekinesis, threw C4 and stuck it to the statue in the center of the circle, then pulled off the ring and threw the M26 grenade.

boom!
There was an explosion, and dust and mist filled the air, forming a small mushroom cloud.

Boom!

The second explosion.

The raised cave buzzed loudly like a blue whale awakening from a deep sleep, and spewed a white wave of air towards the entrance of the cave.

The gravel, plant roots, and sediment mixed in the air waves fell down like rain. Everyone covered their ears and took a few steps back with numbness. After half a minute, they recovered with pale faces.

The smoke cleared.

Dian Fei scanned the statue again with God's perspective. The statue still stood intact in the magic circle, but the surrounding bones were blown into pieces and piled up messily on the ground.

"I said," the human-faced rat on Jesse's shoulder said feebly, as if he was seriously ill. "It's difficult to destroy the statue by physical means alone. It requires corresponding rituals. Continuing to drop bombs will only completely blow up the cave. That way It will no longer be possible to completely destroy the statue anytime soon.”

"Dean, you look terrible..." Trish glanced at several companions, "Why don't you go back today, rest, and come back when you're ready."

"It's too late, Dead Skin is coming right away," the Man-Faced Rat suddenly regained its strength and chattered in a sharp voice, "It will hide the statue in a place where no one can ever find it. It is more hidden than the Lich's phylactery! "

"Shut up!" Dean glared at it, then took out a coil of cable from the fantasy space, penetrated into the darkness with his mind, accurately put one end of the cable on the statue, and then pulled it out with full power.

This statue is two meters high and does not look heavy, but it has a strange power surrounding it.

It was very difficult to pull the cable, but it finally pulled the statue slowly out of the cave!
Although the fearful realm of the statue is divided layer by layer by cables, telekinesis, and shadows.

The remaining part still made Dean's ears buzz and scream.

There were many phantoms before his eyes, and blood-stained faces passed by.

All the events I experienced in my memory, the originally beautiful results suddenly turned into nothing, and another dark ending that was as cruel as the doomsday was constantly unfolding before my eyes.

Illusory memories interfered with his consciousness, distorted his memory, and defeated his will.

His firm eyes began to flash with a blurred light, and his whole body seemed to be bitten by countless rats. He was trembling uncontrollably, and his face lost all color in the extreme fear.

"Shadow" was sucked tightly by the statue, and its mental power was continuously devoured. The solid body faded like evaporating mist, and it could no longer turn into a ghost armor to protect Dean.

"Man, as long as you pull the statue out of the cave, you'll be [-]% successful!"

Jesse and the Man-Faced Rat sped up their movements to carve the magic circle on the ground.Sister Cui Shi asked,
"What can we do? How can we help?"

"Stop talking and hide in the circle!" Jesse shouted.

wheeze... wheeze...

A strong wind blew overhead, causing the tree crowns to sway from far to near.

Through the gaps in the forest, everyone could vaguely see a figure in the sky not far away, flapping its wings and approaching quickly, its black cloak fluttering like a glider flying high in the sky.

"Be careful, the dead skin is coming!" Daley shouted,
Dean took a deep breath to suppress the strong discomfort, and walked ten meters forward past the crowd. He ordered "Shadow" to continue pulling the statue, reached out and took out the TAC-50 sniper rifle from his arms, and replaced it with a .50BMG incendiary bomb.

Standing, holding a gun in both hands, mentally locking onto the erratic black shadow,

The scope was pressed against his eye socket, and the butt of the gun was pressed against his shoulder.

boom!There was a flurry of fallen leaves and dust.
.
The 50BMG passed through a space of hundreds of meters and hit the left armpit of the flying dead skin. The entire bullet penetrated its body, shattering several ribs, crushing the lungs and heart, and pierced through the back. Take it out and tear out a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.

At the same time, it ignited its body.

The burning dead skin fell onto a tree crown, broke several branches, extinguished the flames, flapped its wings again, and continued to approach the four people without slowing down.

boom!
boom!
Before the dead skin gets too close.

Dean seized the last chance and fired two shots.

One shot tore the dead left hand from its body, and the second shot punched a large burning hole in its abdomen.

While shooting, Dean activated his mimicry, his cheeks squirmed, and he transformed into another strange person.

He dropped his sniper rifle.

He picked up the dogleg knife and waved his arm briefly.

Ping!
With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the blade split open the bone cross dart thrown by Dead Skin. The cross dart pierced into a nearby pine tree where several people were hugging each other, exploding a cloud of sawdust.

But Dean shook his numb wrist and his expression changed.

The power on the dart was beyond his imagination - the power of the dead skin was strengthened!

Its speed also became extremely astonishing, and it was impossible to miss a single dart.

The remaining right hand reached out from behind the cloak and took out a sharp spear. With the huge inertia of the body's falling, it aimed at Dean's head and neck and stabbed it diagonally, just like a charging knight piercing the enemy with a spear. !

Dean's body jumped up like a spring, and he swung the blade horizontally. The tip of the spear was split to the side, and the blade slid forward against the spear handle, and slid to the neck where the dead skin was defenseless. A touch!
Swah——

The blade cut half of his neck, but it was like cutting through rotten wood. No blood spattered and no pain was caused. The spear in the dead hand's hand swept back Dean's side arm with great speed, and the huge force instantly killed him. Todoroki flew out and rolled on the ground.

Before he could get up, Dead Skin threw a spear at him again. The cold tip of the spear grazed Dean's cheek, making a gap that was deep enough to see the bones, and pierced hard into the mud!

It grinned ferociously, vibrated its wings, turned around, and pounced on the three Jesses who were setting up a magic circle at the edge of the cave.

The strong fear radiating from the young siblings almost made them swallow their tongues!

But halfway through the flight, the three people in the circle suddenly squatted down, and ripples appeared in the space like flowing water.

Dead Skin's eyes were dazzled, and the three of them mysteriously disappeared into the air. This sudden change made him stunned for half a second.

Just half a second, whoosh——

There was a sound in the air, a flash of dark golden light, and the spear thrown by Dean pierced it from behind, like a barbecue spit piercing a carp, nailing it to the rock wall of the cave.

It pressed the spear handle on its chest with both hands and pushed its body back.

Da da da!
A ball of blood burst out from the back of the head, and pieces of flesh mixed with bones flew everywhere!

Dean held the MP5 and continuously fired the trigger at it. In just a few seconds, the storm of bullets completely shattered the big, ugly head into slag, turning it into a headless man, and then removed one of its wings from The roots shattered, taking away its ability to fly.

Without its head and wings, it still pulled out the spear from its chest quickly and powerfully, turned around and threw it in the air. The spear accurately hit the MP5 in Dean's hand, and the gun broke into two pieces and flew into the air.

It stretched out its hand again, and the ax flew back to the palm of its hand and spun around. With its body swooping down like a big bird, it faced Dean who was attacking with the knife.

Zheng!
Zheng!
The dog-leg knife and the ax blade clashed continuously, and a large dazzling fire broke out in mid-air.

Dean and the headless Dead Skin relied on their inhuman physical fitness to defy gravity and stand sideways on the outer wall of the cave, running and chasing each other. Suction cups seemed to grow under their shoes, firmly adhering to the wall covered with vines. They flew over the eaves and walked over the wall, like two geckos magnified a hundred times.

But Dean was soon at a disadvantage. Without the protection and support of "Shadow", he had to guard his key points tightly, and various terrifying disturbing illusions kept flashing before his eyes, causing him to hesitate for a moment from time to time.

The evil creature, Dead Skin, has no physical vitality. It only attacks but does not defend. The lack of its head and one hand does not affect its performance at all. As the statue is gradually pulled out of the cave, it gets closer and closer.

It was faster and more powerful, quickly overtaking Dean.

The ax blade made a series of piercing sounds with bursts of blood, and opened several gaps in Dean's arms and chest. The flying blood dyed the fluttering windbreaker red, and consumed a lot of his abnormal self-healing energy.

His body sank and fell from the wall to the ground.

A flash of silver light.

The ax chased after him like a gangrene attached to his bones and struck him in the face from top to bottom!
Dean hurriedly swung his knife to block, and at the same time, his left leg burst out like a poisonous snake and moved toward the dead skin of his lower body!
boom!
The steel-hard tibia exploded the dead skin into mince, and a shallow hole was opened in the wall behind it.

But the moment the ax head collided with the blade, the chipped blade finally couldn't hold on and broke off, and the sharp fragments flew backwards and cut through the air on the dead skin of the head.

And the ax blade passed over the broken knife.

Dean saw the sharp reflection and instinctively ducked aside.

But it was too late.

The ax blade struck between his neck and collarbone, slicing the artery, breaking the collarbone, and got stuck in the ribs. Blood spurted from the oblique gaping hole all over Dean's head and face.

He howled in pain and instinctively reached out to lift the ax handle and push it back.

But to no avail.

The remaining dead right hand violently pressed against the ax embedded in Dean's ribs, and at the moment when he was in pain, he raised his hand to strangle his neck.

Boom!

The Trish siblings hurriedly emerged from the circle and shot several times in Dead Skin's back.

But it didn't care. The sharp awl-like nails on its five fingers clawed at Dean's skin and dug into his neck!

Ahhhhh!

Want my head?Want to put my head on your neck? !

Staring at the headless body, a flash of blood flashed in Dean's eyes.

Severe pain, suffocation, the smell of death, and the crazy secretion of adrenaline dispelled all fears and hallucinations!
He frantically cut open the dead chest and abdomen with his hands, and at the same time grabbed two grenades from the fantasy space.

……

Between monsters and humans.

The blood and minced meat were like sacrifices to the evil god. They fell to the ground and piled up into a hill!

buzz-

Tengman in front of the cave suddenly separated to both sides.

A dark statue was pulled out.

The thin sunlight fell on the statue through the gaps in the forest, illuminating a face as dark as dead skin and a sneer at the corner of its mouth.

Like a god overlooking all living beings.

　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)