The lord is red again

Chapter 371 [Twilight Believer·Night Demon Girl]

The grass trembled, and the monster that had provoked Fuller for three consecutive nights finally emerged.

It was a mutant wolf with a somewhat disgusting appearance.

It had a strong desire to attack.

"Corrupted mad wolf, what is this thing?" The undead killed the monster that rushed over with a sword.

This was a massacre.

"Could it be something that ran out of the abyss?" An undead said excitedly.

Fuller, who had always kept his mouth shut, stretched his ears. He was very panicked. This was just a simple task, and he would not encounter the abyss monster in the big crack. He comforted himself in this way.

Compared with his panic, the undead killed very happily, and exploded a lot of disaster fragments, and there were many things marked as "materials", which enriched their pockets.

It was just a bit bloody to harvest, and every time at this time, you have to turn on the special mode.

From picking off the head to picking off the cabbage.

Fuller watched the undead people chatting and laughing as they dissected the mad wolf that was still grinning a second ago, and his heart was beating like a drum.

After dawn, they continued on their way. As for the mad wolf, its tongue was like a reproductive organ. Everyone ate bull whips and pig whips, but the whips in their mouths were still a bit disgusting.

As a "thief", Fuller had a strong sense of direction.

They followed the map to a cliff.

His feet gently rubbed the edge of the cliff, and a stone rolled down under the force of his toes. The stone that fell to the bottomless cliff seemed to hit Fuller's heart.

He subconsciously took a few steps back.

Fuller didn't know the geographical conditions of the Land Kingdom. The arrival of the doomsday also changed the terrain, and the part of the map that could be referenced was greatly reduced.

There was no such cliff on the map, it should have just appeared.

Looking down, there was actually lingering clouds and mist, and according to the map given by the crystal wizard, going forward was the way to the front fortress of the Great Rift.

Looking into the distance, the hundreds of meters of redwoods formed a black sea of ​​trees. When the line of sight touched it, it was easy to be swallowed by the blackness.

Fortunately, they didn't have to go forward to the village they were going to. They turned at the small slope in front, and then walked for a while and saw a passage made entirely of branches and vines.

The existence of the tree and vine passage was not recorded on the map. Obviously, there were great changes here after the crystal wizard left.

They went in with great effort.

Fuller used a short knife to cut off the vines blocking the road. The vision became darker and darker. Finally, after walking for a long time, the front suddenly opened up and was a relatively open area.

There was a village in front. The houses were made entirely of wood and mud. They had an architectural style that did not belong to the Kingdom of Rand. It seemed that they were built for temporary shelter from wind and rain.

Then a stench came, which made Fuller cover his mouth and nose, but the stench smoked his eyes, making him feel a swelling pain in his eyeballs.

The buzzing sound of insects flapping their wings attracted Fuller's attention.

Huge flies, as big as the tip of a thumb, kept spinning around his head, and he had to let go of his hand covering his mouth and nose to shoo them away.

"This may be the village in the record." Fuller said.

The undead were also disgusted by this.

Fuller said: "We should go knock on the door and see."

As soon as they heard Fuller's words, the undead rushed out. They were professionals in searching houses and picking up garbage.

Fuller did not forget his job, although he was dizzy from the flesh-eating flies and wanted to leave here all the time.

There were many corpses buried in the muddy land, but fortunately he did not see any human beings.

He stabbed two flesh-eating flies to death with a short blade, and then the flesh-eating flies he saw swarmed up and shared their companions, which made Fuller even more frightened. He had to speed up the speed of swinging the blade and use the blade to prevent the flesh-eating flies from approaching.

"My lord, we found something!"

Hearing the voices of the undead, Fuller rushed over, and then he saw a lot of blood on the undead's body.

Watching a flesh-eating fly eating an undead, and then the undead slapped the flesh-eating fly to death and calmly took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth.

This scene deeply stimulated Fuller.

The undead picked up a lot of garbage, but they were only willing to hand over a letter to Fuller.

"What is that?"

"A painting." The undead was a little reluctant, but the painting was too big, like a shield.

[Twilight Believer·Night Demon Girl: Painter Boyd once came here to pursue the legend of the Twilight Pool. He recorded his encounter with the Night Demon Girl with a brush, armor defense +10]

Carrying this thing on his back, the armor defense power soared, which is a treasure for the undead.

Fuller couldn't see what was special about the painting, but he had heard that Boyd, the noble painter, would also paint some things that people like to see.

The blue-skinned girl in the painting was very beautiful.

Fuller returned the painting to the undead, and then took the letter.

"Dear Zina,

I must leave the village before the tide rises. Everyone is heading deeper. It is not safe to stay here. I am also very interested in the evil past of those people. It would be very interesting if I could draw the demons in their hearts. Haha, but I don't recommend you to come to me. I heard that some people there like to eat people from Griffin Castle.

- Boyd."

"Zina?" Fuller looked behind the undead. There was a skeleton there, but it was definitely not rotten, but eaten by something.

Damn flesh flies!

"We have to go deeper." Fuller said, and he already knew what high tide meant.

Just under the white bridge, there was black sticky muddy water. He didn't know what would happen if he touched it. The best choice was to never touch it and hide as far away as possible.

They walked across the white bridge without any danger. The undead even specially chose the tallest building in the village to place a reconnaissance guard.

"Everything is normal!"

Fuller envied their character of finding joy in adversity, but if he could also die and revive infinitely, he might be more courageous than them, but he only had one life.

As they moved deeper, the light became dimmer and the number of flesh flies decreased, but the stench became stronger.

The uneasiness in his heart became heavier, and suddenly a black shadow came out from the front.

"Come on, brothers!" The undead took the initiative to rush forward.

It was a monster with creeping flesh on its body, no skin and flesh, and a pair of long horns on its head. When it ran, it would even create a strong wind, and some undead were accidentally knocked over by the wind.

Fuller clenched his knife, but did not intend to rush up to help.

He watched the undead fight like wild beasts, attacking frantically, and finally it was like a group of hyenas pounced on a wild bull.

Continuing to move forward, they began to encounter more and more monsters, and were seriously injured and had their arms broken, which greatly affected their combat effectiveness.

"There is a city wall ahead!" The undead were surprised.

Too far!

Fuller took a look and found that there was indeed a city wall, but it would take at least half a day to run to get there, but the monster in front of him was stronger than the defense of the city wall, completely blocking their way.

"Protect the NPC first!" someone shouted.

"Wait, where is the NPC?!"