Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 222 222. Exorcise the devil

boom!
The explosion sounded.

The open space beside the cave shook, and a rain of blood fell in the air.

The dead skin flew backwards and hit a pine tree, falling to the ground among the falling pine needles, revealing a headless body that was blown into a honeycomb shape by shrapnel and was emitting black smoke.

The M26 grenade detonated inside the body destroyed most of its chest and abdomen. A large hole penetrated its chest and back. Its right hand and left leg were also missing. It squirmed on the ground like a snake with its bones removed.

Not far from the dead skin, Dean, who was sitting close to the wall, was equally miserable. His chest and abdomen were scorched black, and his body and face were covered with countless fragments, turning into a bloody "hedgehog." ".

It felt like there were a hundred bees stuffed in my ears, buzzing at the same time, and I was so dizzy that my brain felt like it was going to explode.

Dean opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with internal organs fragments. He endured the severe pain and gathered his thoughts to cancel the mimicry.

Bone-cutting sourness.

The shrapnel, gravel, plant debris, and healed flesh and blood in the wound were forced to the ground, and the pitted and charred skin became smooth, smooth, and white visibly to the naked eye.

He instinctively stuffed energy bars into his mouth to replenish the energy he had consumed. He opened his swollen and bloodshot eyelids and saw not far away, beyond the bloody circle outlined by Jesse, the Cui Shi siblings were staring at a black building like a man possessed. There were a lot of bloodshot eyes in the statue's wide eyes, the cheek muscles and every finger were trembling slightly, and clear traces of water were flowing down their calves.

They seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying and were frightened to death!

When he looked directly at the statue for the first time, Dean's face, hands, neck, and exposed skin felt a strong stinging feeling corroded by chemicals, and a large number of goosebumps appeared.

He instinctively lowered his head and closed his eyes, and then his eyes blurred, and he entered a void with a faint light and a dark background. In the dim light, a human silhouette appeared clearly, a statue with wings on its back.

The statue's eyes sparkled, and it walked towards him with a strangely stiff posture. Knock, click, every step, the knees, ankles, and shoulder joints made crisp sounds.

With every step it took, its figure disappeared from Dean's frontal sight, flickering to another direction out of sight like a teleport, and gave out a rustling sneer.

Dean looked around desperately for the statue.

But it always slowed down a beat, and I could only hear weird sounds approaching.

An indescribable feeling of fear arose in his heart.

If you are touched by it, you will die!
boom!
Suddenly, Dean's vision blurred, and this tortured hallucination disappeared like a broken mirror.

The light returns.

Dean looked around and saw Cui Shi and his brother fainting quietly on a lawn.

At the other end, hundreds of black-furred rats gathered under the statue, chirping, and slowly walked towards the circle where Jesse was, carrying the base of the statue.

But almost every moment, a mouse couldn't bear the pressure brought by the statue, and exploded into a pulp like an inflated balloon.

The splattered flesh and blood stained the surrounding sand and plants, bounced onto the statue, but was bounced away by an invisible film.

"Imberrio... Zorolus... Narcissus..." Jesse in the circle waved his hands at the statue, shouting spells, and obscure sounds echoed in the air.

An invisible strong wind blew up, blowing her slightly curly black hair as straight as an electric shock. She suffered strong stimulation, and strands of blood oozed from her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the blood outlined bright red lines on her dark cheeks. Complex magic patterns.

It makes her look like a female shaman from a primitive tribe!
The earth responded.

Circles of mud and sand danced around her under her feet, and translucent, snake-like ripples appeared in the air around her. They flew away from her body and gathered around the statue, pushing it closer to the blood-red circle.

……

Do something.

Dean stood up and tried to summon "Shadow", but his temples felt a stinging pain. His nearly exhausted mental power could not satisfy the consumption of Shadow.

boom!
At this time, the ground shook, and black air filled the statue, passing through the air and flying into the dead skin body that was almost shattered by the bomb under the pine tree.

Extremely magical.

The black energy circulated vastly, changing its shape, re-condensing its missing head, limbs, chest and abdomen, and wings, filling the original empty spaces.

It stood up staggeringly, and with a casual move, the dark-gold spear flew from the vines on the distant rock wall into a new arm shrouded in black mist. It held the spear tightly, bent its body slightly, and aimed it at the distant rock wall. Jesse made a charged throwing motion, and the air trembled under the gleaming tip of the spear.

Bang bang bang!
At the critical moment, gunfire rang out.

Several rounds of .44 Magnum hit Sipi's right hand holding the spear, knocking the spear to the ground.

Dead Pi turned his head and glanced at Dean, who was shooting and approaching. His condensed eyes showed a hint of anger. He made a shield with one hand to block the bullets, and picked up the spear with the other hand and threw it again!
whoosh-

The spear drew a straight line in mid-air and rushed towards the witch's back.

The human-faced rat, which was standing on Jesse's shoulder and waving its arms, legs and tail, doing weird dances and manipulating the rats, suddenly stopped moving, screamed and jumped onto Jesse's back.

Swah——

The sharp spear pierced it to the core and cut it in half in the middle, but the force it erupted before it died deflected the direction of the spear. The spear grazed Jesse's denim jacket and penetrated into the circle. In the land outside.

With only half of his body left, the human-faced mouse lay on the ground with deep attachment and reluctance. He took one last look at Jesse, who was shedding blood and tears. His lips and beard trembled twice on his face like a little old man...

Master, master.

chirp...

I go first.

……

The spell continues!

Seeing that the attack missed, Sipi leaped into the air with his wings, flew towards Jesse, and tried his best to stop her ritual!
But halfway through the flight, another figure rushed from the side, grabbed it around the waist, knocked it to the ground, and pinned it down.

Dean raised the ax blade and struck it at Dead Skin's head. The sharp blade easily penetrated the ghost armor and cut off half of its head in an instant. The black mist was severely damaged and could not condense again for a while.

Shoupi screamed when he felt the pain, pushed hard with both hands, and huge force exploded in Dean's chest, knocking him backwards like a speeding car, and landed on a pile of gravel.

Dean stood up straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, held the M1900 tightly in his left hand, picked up the ax blade with his right hand and wrapped it around it again.

The continuous bullets hit the black mist on the right side of the dead skin with precision, completely shattering its brand-new right leg, and its body staggered out of balance.

Dean took the opportunity to rush forward and grab the dead skin's back, wrapping his legs around its waist. His left hand went around its neck like a python and clasped his right hand. He swung the ax blade with his right hand to chop its neck, making the black mist unstable. The ground surges and fades away.

Dead Skin roared and vibrated its wings, flying into the air with Dean, hitting the rock wall of the cave, the towering century-old trees, and the rough ground, trying to throw him off.

And Dean is like a western cowboy driving a mad cow, refusing to let go!

He perfectly delayed Sipi's offensive.

The statue was finally transported to the red circle by invisible power.

……

Jesse stared at the green-faced fanged face less than 20 centimeters away from her, a trace of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, and for a moment she seemed to have returned to hundreds of years ago.

The huge pressure of the statue tore the skin around her body, and blood rushed out from the countless tears, turning her completely bloody. She seemed to be completely unable to feel the pain.

She waved her hands and shouted loudly. The obscure spells became louder and louder, like a thunderstorm exploding in the woods. Fallen leaves, dead branches and sand and stones flew. A nine-level wind blew in place, spinning around the statue and pulling it out. Green grass spread all over the ground, bent a row of thick pine trees, and lifted the dark statue in the center of the array half a meter high into the air.

And Jesse also received a secret pull, and wisps of black mist escaped from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and merged into the statue.

Jesse arched his body backwards, his eyes widened, his limbs twitching like an epilepsy, and he was still mumbling a spell.

"The Lord of Terror sleeps in the Black Abyss...

"Nasre... put away the black wings that cover the sky..."

"End the ancient pact."

"Return to the place of origin...

The sky darkened, and several muffled thunder exploded in the air.

A piece of parchment floated out of Jesse's body, and the lines of golden writing on the paper were erased.

Her black hair quickly lost its luster, withered, and turned silvery white.

The blood-stained skin on his face seemed to have experienced decades of time in just a few moments, with wrinkles like orange peel visible to the naked eye.

The originally plump body shriveled up and lost weight as if dehydrated, and the figure became rickety.

She is aging rapidly.

And Jesse is not the only one who has changed!
Dean, who was in severe pain like a fracture all over his body, felt the movement of the dead skin that was frantically hitting the cave wall slow down. He struggled to slide from its back and fell to the ground. When he looked up, he saw that the dead skin was strangely suspended in mid-air, with its limbs extending toward the cave. Fold back.

An invisible force held it in place.

Extract wisps of black smoke from its body and return it to the similarly suspended black stone sculpture not far away.

The black cloak wrapped around the dead skin burned away in the smoke, revealing an ugly body riddled with holes.As the black smoke drained away, its body was like sandstone that had been weathered for many years, cracking inch by inch. Before Dean could react, it shattered into a piece of black gravel and dispersed into the storm.

No physical support.

The dead and translucent soul was completely exposed to Dean's spiritual vision, and the invisible extraction was still not over.

Its figure became more and more transparent and smaller, losing its bat-like wing membrane, its mouth full of sharp teeth like steel needles, and the joints on its face... its facial features gradually transformed into that of a normal human, and finally it completely transformed into the Catholic priest Abraham Moreau. appearance.

This man's soul was suspended in mid-air, and the violence, indifference, and cruelty in his eyes were no longer there, leaving only regret, pain, and a fear as vast as the ocean when facing the statue.

Working for the devil is more terrifying than sinking into hell.

Abraham used his last strength to lower his head and glanced pleadingly at Dean beneath him.

Dean couldn't bear the mission target being snatched away just like that. His eyes darkened and he held the teardrop-shaped tablet tightly in his hand.

He squatted half-crouched, gathered strength with his legs, and jumped up from the ground. The catapult in his hand was like a mountaineering pickaxe swinging into Abraham's soul.

The indestructible mysterious power passed through.

Holes were opened in Abraham's soul, and blue flames poured out, engulfing him.

With a relieved smile, he calmly and peacefully turned into burning pages, with pieces of paper withering and flying.

The immortal evil creature that had survived for more than 300 years, Abraham turned into ashes in front of Dean in an instant, leaving no trace.

A large number of bright red reminders flashed in front of his eyes, you have completely eliminated the dead skin's body - Abraham Moreau.

"The Devil Who Drives a Truck" completion level - [-]%, you can withdraw the rewards at any time.

熟练度+50，格斗lv3(340→390/400）…超自然猎人发动，你汲取到2点精神，精神：19.3→21.3。你的精神迈入了更高的阶段，你获得了新的…

……

A torrent poured into Dean's body, replenishing his dry mental energy.

Fighting skills and countless novel ideas popped out of his mind uncontrollably.

The distant call echoed in my ears again——

North Athabasca, East Peace River... Eternal Baphoth has marked you.

He shook his head violently, summoned the "shadow" again to cover his body in an instant, and at the same time used his greatly enhanced telekinesis for secondary protection.

But it was still not enough. His temples were tingling fiercely, and the warning from his sixth sense was almost roasting his brain——

Extraction was interrupted.

The statue suspended in mid-air turned towards him, a pair of lifeless eyes locked on him.

Click.

A huge black shadow in the shape of a head appeared on the ground, rushing towards Dean from under the statue.

Invisible power spread through the air like waves, and the head opened its mouth wide toward Dean, spitting out a tongue to wrap around his shadow. Dean could not move, only feeling that the telekinesis and ghost armor protecting his body were being quickly worn away.

At the same time, a creepy and gloomy male voice sounded in his mind - Break the old contract and give your soul to sign a new contract.

The wave of fear engulfed him, and the oldest part deep in his genes was completely aroused. He trembled involuntarily, his face turned pale and he was sweating... But thanks to the greatly enhanced mental power and tenacious willpower, Dean and The statue froze.

hum-

There were bursts of rustling noises above their heads - the tree crowns humbly parted to both sides, revealing the gloomy sky.

A gap was torn open in the sky, and a huge eyeball came out of the gap. Its abyss-like pupils turned to the stone sculptures on the ground.

In an instant, two mysterious and vast forces clashed in the woods!

Dean's mind sank, and the surrounding wind, sound, and light all fell into a frozen state of absolute zero.

But after one breath.

Click.

Trees with a radius of a hundred meters fell backwards and were cut into sections.

The space seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, revealing long and thin cracks.

The black stone sculpture exploded with a bang, shattering into a large piece of fine sand and dust, which was swallowed up by these cracks and disappeared without leaving a trace.

It was completely driven out of this world!
The huge eyeball in the sky retreated back into the gap.

……

Throughout the woods, the smoke dissipated, and the mysterious power faded away like a tide. Only the messy bloodstains, craters, spears, axes and cross darts on the ground told of the fierce battle.

breathe…

Dean, who was soaked with sweat, let out a long sigh of relief, clenched his fists, and felt the vigorous power in his body. For the first time, he felt that being watched by Baphomet was not all a bad thing.

But now is not the time to rejoice.

He quickly leaned outside the magic circle and checked the conditions of Cui Shi and his brother. Their breathing and heartbeat were normal, there were no obvious wounds, and they were just falling asleep.

And Jesse, the once slightly chubby, neurotic psychic lady wearing a tattered denim jacket, has changed beyond recognition.

Wrapped in a bright red tattered denim jacket was a scrawny mummy without a piece of intact skin, like a mummy that had just undergone torture. At its feet lay a rat with a human face broken into two pieces.

Every inch of the ground beneath them was soaked in blood.

She seemed to feel the gaze, her eyelids twitched twice, she opened her lifeless eyes with difficulty, and said weakly,
"Dean...is it over?"

"We destroyed the statue, wiped out the dead skin, and drove the devil out of the world." Dean didn't mind the dirt, so he helped her up with both hands, looking at the terrifying face, "It's all over, I'll give it to you Go to the hospital."

"It's useless."

Jesse said in a broken voice,
"Listen to me and tell you a story."

"A long time ago, there was a little girl named Maria. Her innocent mother was judged by the monks as a witch who communicated with the devil, and she was burned alive in the square."

"Because of this ridiculous sentence, Maria began to look for a real way to communicate with the devil. After going through all kinds of hardships, she successfully signed a contract with the devil and became a real witch."

"The devil gave her near-immortal power, protected her from the sanctions of the Law of Convergence, and helped her kill the enemy who burned her mother to death."

"But power gained easily has a price. Under the influence of the devil, she became more and more indifferent, cruel, evil, and inhumane. She tortured countless innocent people and dedicated their fear to the devil. Sacrifice.”

"She was also tortured by screams and wailing, but she was reluctant to part with the life and blessing given by the devil, and was unwilling to face her true self."

"Until she met Abraham Moreau, another monk with a strong obsession, she transferred all the responsibilities and restraints of the devil to him."

"And she used witchcraft to forget the past, from a child to an old man, experiencing new life again and again... She changed many names, Maria Hartman, Carolina Hartman... Maggie... Jesse."

There was a long pause in the voice, and Jesse's withered face began to quickly become transparent.

"No matter how she changes, she can never get rid of the dead skin connection with the devil and the devil's minions. She will always be trapped in the nightmare... bearing... the sins... she has caused."

"But in the reincarnations, her humanity and conscience began to recover. This sinner with blood on his hands figured it out and decided to end it all with his own hands... Dean, thank you for accompanying me on the last journey..."

Jesse looked at the sky that had become clear again, with a smile of relief and relief on his lips.
"Finally, never, ever...never make a deal with the devil."

"Jesse...Jesse?" In front of Dean's eyes, the dark eyes lost their luster, and pieces of her translucent body flew into the air as light as feathers.

Dean stretched out his hand to touch the feathers gently, but the pads in his palm did not feel warm at all.

He realized that Jesse's soul was shattered along with his body, and disappeared into ashes.

……

"Well..." Two soft hums came from beside them, and the Cui Shi siblings woke up from their slumber, "Dean, are you okay? Why are you covered in blood?"

"Don't worry, it's all monster blood."

"Where's Ms. Jesse? And that rat man!"

Dean quietly collected the body of the human-faced mouse, "They have left Bohao County and traveled to a far away place."

"What do you mean, buddy, let's be clear. Jesse saved our lives before, and we need to thank her! She just left without saying goodbye?"

"She accepted your thanks." Dean turned to look at the two siblings and changed the subject, "Now, you just need to know the good news. The dead skin has been completely eliminated. You don't have to worry anymore from now on."

"Really? Woohoo, great, this damn nightmare is finally over! Dean, let's go home with us, and I'll ask mom to cook a special dish for you!"

(End of this chapter)