A common tavern that connects all fantasy worlds

"Tsk...it seems that that guy did pass by here."

The man said, and slammed the car door shut.

The lampshade of the searchlight was lowered abruptly, and it turned out that a cross-shaped hollow was dug out of the steel shield. The dazzling cross light hit the living corpses, making them howl in pain, and they instinctively raised their hands to cover their faces. .

"drive!"

The man returned to the car and yelled at his companion in the driver's seat.

He has thick muscles all over his body, and he looks like a powerful man at first glance. The beard on his square face extends from the sideburns to the chin, and then to the sideburns on the other side; the companion sitting in the driver's seat Although he is considered strong and tall, his shoulders are relatively narrow, his limbs are slender, his muscles are streamlined under the tights, and his face is long and pointed under his red hair.

Hearing the words of the man who opened the door just now, he helplessly knocked on the wireless communicator attached to his ear, and complained, "Brother Pokov, if you want to shout at such a close distance, can you at least turn off the wireless communicator?" Drop it. I'm going to be deafened by your loud voice!"

After all, he started the car quickly, the heavy body started at a completely unscientific speed, accelerated to 30 miles per hour in just a few seconds, and went all the way along the road in the middle of the village to the back mountain.

They didn't run there to avoid a whole village of living corpses... These guys are not qualified to ask them to avoid them.

These people are just using this action to attract the attention of the living corpses and gather all the monsters in the village together for easy removal in batches.

Sure enough, when it came to the middle of the road down the hillside, at the highest point, the car stopped.

The irritated living corpses in the back chased after them like wild dogs seeing food, howled meaninglessly, and scratched forward with their hands, not at all the same as when they were humans.

"Hey hey, good time. Kyle! Nolte!"

The bearded Pokov sneered, his right arm stretched forward.

The mechanism fixed on his wrist popped out immediately, and the metal bow arm and shiny bowstring were mounted on the metal wrist guard of the forearm, forming a crossbow.He had a cigarette in his mouth, staring at his eyes, matching the smirk on his face, which was even a bit cruel.

A silver-plated crossbow bolt of stainless steel was placed above the crossbow by him, and it was quickly shot out in his quick movements. The left hand that shot the arrow left an afterimage, even though many semi-automatic rifles usually do not have this rate of fire.

The silver-plated arrows fell like raindrops, tying the living corpses into sieves and nailing them to the ground.

On the other side, the red-haired Kyle pulled out his knife, and with a wave of his hand, the blade bounced off under the action of the spring, turning into two cross-throwing knives that can be held in the hand or thrown out.He licked his lips excitedly, and his vigorous posture shuttled among the enemies. After a while, more than a dozen living corpses with their chests and abdomen cut open and their heads cut off fell to the ground.

Next came the tall, muscular Nolte with a cross-shaped white paint on his face.

He wielded a huge mace-headed war hammer, and the weight of the hammer head alone could smash the living corpses into mud. After he swung it, a hundred or ten people could not get close to him.

In the end was a girl in a red tights who shaved her beautiful blond hair shorter than a man's. Facing the charging corpse, she just indifferently raised the gun in her hand and pointed at the canine-toothed, The smelly head pulled the trigger and vaporized it in an instant.

Not long after, the living corpses in the entire village were completely wiped out.

"Tch, this village has been destroyed and there are no living people left... That nobleman really dared to do it."

Pokov wanted to say something more, but suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes coming from a distance, and immediately closed his mouth, staring at the other side of the hillside under the moon.

"Someone!"

He quickly pulled out another arrow from the quiver behind him, listening to the movement over there, the crossbow on his arm saw the right opportunity, and swished another arrow towards that side.

Reflecting the moonlight, the arrow flew across the entire distance of the hillside in the air, and when it was about to hit the target, it was suddenly held in the palm of a hand.

The suddenly stopped horse neighed, and the black cloak fluttered high.

D raised his head and glanced at the chariot at the foot of the mountain, and he already knew who these people were.

"Marcos Brothers..."

This group is also a recent rise to fame as a vampire hunter who has dealt with more than one "noble".It seems that the people of Elbon's family are right, they really found the top hunter in this line.

Although everyone's goal is to hunt nobles and earn money, but...introducing the factor of "competition" into this matter will only bring more troubles.

Under the moonlight, D frowned slightly.

Chapter 19 Real Dreams

In a small town in Texas, USA, it was just past midnight.

Inexplicably, the Fowler family came back from a trip to Mexico. Although Jacob still firmly refused to serve as the district dean and no longer served as a pastor, he finally did not continue to toss and hang up. A brand intends to sell their RV.

Even if the faith falls behind, life must go on.

His RV is not very advanced, and its configuration is not very complete. At least there is no place to cook in the car... When traveling in the past, or in the wild, the family always set up a stove outside the car.

So the transaction information had been posted for a few days, but no one came to ask, and the car could only be temporarily parked in their garage.

In the silent night, Jacob Fowler, who had just locked the garage door and returned to the bedroom on the second floor, sighed, took off his glasses, turned off the bedside lamp, and fell on the bed.

Today is another tiring day, just dealing with the concerns of friends in the church has exhausted him.But don’t get me wrong, it’s not that he doesn’t understand other people’s feelings, and of course he is very grateful... But the more kind and careful they are, the more Jacob will think of his wife who is also kind and likes to comfort the suffering. As a result, he was heartbroken and mentally tortured.

After spending a day in this situation, he fell asleep quickly...even though the fact that his wife was not around caused him great pain and suffered from insomnia for a while, he eventually got used to this kind of life.

Perhaps this was the source of his pain.

The wind blows the leaves outside the window, making a "swish-swish" sound on the window lattice.

The gauze curtain on the window was also blown by the wind, bulging a gentle arc into the room.

Jacob fell asleep dimly, and suddenly felt as if someone was calling his name.

"Dear... dear..."

His head was still dizzy, and he couldn't react quickly even when he heard the sound. He just supported his body with his hands, turned on the bedside lamp, and planned to see who it was.

It's okay not to look at it, but seeing it immediately made him break out in a cold sweat, and almost fell backwards.

The figure was hidden behind the gauze hanging on the window, and the face couldn't be seen clearly, but the figure did look very familiar... She was obviously a woman, and she was wearing the very clothes that Jacob was most familiar with!

His deceased wife was really a frugal and simple woman from character to appearance, especially after having a pair of children, she put almost all her remaining energy on the children and was not very keen on dressing herself up.

On a certain wedding anniversary of the two, Jacob bought a dress for her. She was not only very happy at the time, but also cherished it in the days to come.Over the years, she wore it to every social occasion, taking care not to get it dirty or scratched...Jacob was too impressed with the dress to be mistaken.

But... she has already passed away, is there really no heaven in this world?

"Jacob, my dear...you avoided the fate that should belong to you..."

While talking, the woman behind the gauze curtain came out slowly.This scene was too frightening. Jacob was so frightened that his whole body became cold, and he didn't even dare to make any unnecessary movements. He opened his mouth but didn't speak.

The gauze curtain was lifted all the way with the woman's movements, and finally came to the end, and the woman showed her face under the light of the bedside lamp.

It wasn't his wife's face...

This woman has exquisite facial features, long black hair thrown back, her small cherry-like mouth smiles slightly, and her pupils are like black holes that can't reflect anything.

Under Jacob's horrified gaze, her face gradually rotted, and piles of rotten flesh fell into his arms as she climbed onto the bed.

"what--!"

Jacob sat up abruptly, heart still pounding.It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he had had a nightmare... Even though he didn't wear glasses just now but he could see so clearly, he didn't even think it was wrong.

But this dream was so real and so scary that he couldn't calm down for a while, so he had to sit up and take a few breaths, and turned on the light.

He feels he needs to go get a drink now.

When he dragged his old body to the kitchen downstairs, he was surprised to find that his two children were already standing there.

Fortunately, the two little guys didn't steal beer, but sat by the kitchen counter, discussing something in a low voice.

Jacob walked over there, even though he was very tired, he still didn't forget to say to his children: "Why don't you go to sleep? It's already midnight, don't watch TV anymore..."

It's just that his two children looked at him with strange eyes. After a moment of silence, Kate asked, "Dad... did you have that dream too?"

A layer of cold sweat suddenly came out of the old pastor's back, he immediately came to his senses, stared at his two children, and asked, "What did you dream about?"

Kate and Scott exchanged glances, and answered cautiously, "... a dark-haired, rotting woman."

Hearing this, Jacob already had a bad guess.In that tavern a few days ago, he watched Boss Xue and his daughter find the "goddess" from the pile of old papers with his own eyes. Of course, he remembered the image of Shitabai very clearly.

But to be honest, at that time, he only thought that it was an existence that was no different from other pagan "gods"... There is only one god in the Christian system, and it is usually used to confuse ignorant people and tell them to regard it as a god. Worshiping guys are called "devils".

The so-called sacrifices and bestowals are but cunning disguises of the devil; everything he uses his power to give to believers will be at the price of their souls.

Moreover, the image of Shitabai in mythology is actually more inclined to "evil", and the fact that it feeds on human souls is also similar to the characteristics of the devil.

He didn't expect that the other party could directly find him and his family members' dreams, and it was obviously going to be bad for several people.

Although Jacob felt that his faith was no longer enough to preach, he still believed in God and had no intention of giving up his faith or quitting the church.

How could the devil come into his heart?

Why... Could it be that he has been abandoned by God?Like the wife who died in a car accident?

Jacob, who had just had this idea, was suddenly frightened, because he found that his belief was not as firm as he thought.For my daughter, and for everyone I met, I am afraid that he has already been classified as "unbelievers".

Of course the more important issue at the moment is not that...

Three people had the same nightmare at the same time, and even saw the same face, which is absolutely impossible to explain by "thinking by day and dreaming by night".

Jacob thought about it carefully, and decided to say to his children: "Don't sleep tonight...change clothes. Kate, can you take us to Boss Xue?"

After thinking about it, the only ones who can solve this kind of problem now are Boss Xue and one of his guests.After all, they still knew what the "Goddess" was, and the hunter had killed the so-called "Snake King".

"Okay..." Kate smiled bitterly, nodded and replied, "Our car didn't sell, so I guess the door of the tavern is still open."

In fact, even if the RV was sold, she could probably find an entrance nearby. After all, the first time she went to the tavern was in some bad motel.

There was nothing to say at this time, the family quickly changed their clothes, and Kate led the way to the tavern.

When entering the door, Kate took a special look at Santa Nicole who was still squatting in the corner.

"Oh, Kate, and Jacob and Scott, welcome. Haven't you been here in a few days...what do you want?"

Seeing a family come in, Xue Li sat behind the bar and nodded.

Jacob, who needed to relax his nerves, ordered a glass of cold beer and two glasses of juice for the children.

With something to eat, he finally calmed down and told Boss Xue: "Actually, the three of us dreamed about that...'Shitabai' at the same time just now..."

Hearing what he said, Xue Li couldn't help becoming serious.

Is Shitabai considered a god?If he was asked to infer from these existing characteristics, he didn't think it counted... However, the mythological knowledge of the Mayan civilization has long been destroyed, and the information passed down now is not only incomplete, but also has many self-contradictory places.According to some sources, Shitabai can even be considered to be the same existence as a god of death... If that is the case, it will be troublesome.

Boss Xue is not sure, but there is another person in the tavern who knows about this.

He told the Fowler family to be calm, then walked up to Santa Nicole in the corner, squatted down and said to her: "It's time for you to do something, beauty. Do you want to stay here forever, or Want to eat something, to taste what normal food tastes like?"

Santa Nicole, who had been surrounded by fear for several days, finally got a chance to breathe, and felt that the pressure on her body suddenly became much lighter.Where did she dare to utter wild words to the owner of the tavern, she obediently agreed to his request, was taken to the bar, and talked about the relationship between the "Nine Kings" and the goddess as instructed.

"...They did steal Shitabai's power... In order not to be engulfed by the goddess' wrath, they created pyramid temples distributed according to the vertices of the nine-pointed star, and used their souls as shackles to bind the goddess Inside the golden skull. Every time a shackle is cut off, the power of the goddess will be restored; after all the shackles are gone, the goddess will come to this land again."

Xue Li rubbed his face, it was such a trick to seal the gods again... and even the number of people was nine, which made people wonder if there was some universal mysterious rule behind this.

"So, he killed the 'King of Snakes', but..."

"Yes." Santa Nicole nodded, "He personally untied a chain of the goddess Shitabai."

The Fowler family was dumbfounded. Who would have thought that the monster that feeds on flesh and blood is not the peak of this journey, but it can also release a goddess that is a thousand times more terrifying than a vampire?

Kate looked around, and even glanced at the booth above her head, but she didn't find the black figure, so she asked, "Is D not there? Where did he go?"

Chapter 20 Barbarians

D is now driving his horse into the territory of the barbarians.

The reason why they are called "clan" is probably because most of these guys can basically look like human beings... If they are only intelligent and can speak, but they have the appearance of a beast, they will probably only be classified as monsters .

This is determined by the cognitive inertia of human society.

Even human beings' imagination of "extraterrestrial life forms" is mostly based on the "human form" walking upright with two hands and two legs.

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D had heard of the group of barbarians living on this mountain...because, like him, this place had existed for a long time.

Here are the creations of the genetic engineering of the nobles, as well as the offspring of monsters and humans. The residents are all unrecognized lives and have a fate destined to be cursed.

I don’t know how long ago, these barbarians came here and worked hard to transform the desolate hills, clear the gravel, attract water, and plant plants, making this place gradually a livable village.

These people have nothing to rely on, and they don't intend to rely on anything. They have survived in this world by relying on themselves and the collective strength they form from the very beginning.

D passed through the heavy door connected by an iron chain mechanism, and walked into this strange village surrounded by malicious eyes.

He was greeted by a very short little old man, but on the walls of the surrounding caves and in the shadows, there were crouching strange people who looked very menacing.Seeing this hunter who had the guts to walk into their territory, these weirdos were already whispering and grinding their teeth, as if they were going to pounce on him at any moment and tear him to pieces.

"I hope you... give me the two passengers in that carriage," D said.

"Hahaha... I don't know how you can ride a horse up the rock wall. But I'm sorry... We are already the companions of that passenger, and he gave us a hundred million dollars Gold coins, signed a contract with us. Can you afford to make us choose to betray?"

The old man laughed haha, with one or two coughs mixed in with his words.

D stroked the mane of the two-horned horse, lowered his eyes and said, "What if I can afford it? Will you betray?"

The old man's laughter was suddenly choked, and he didn't know how to answer for a long time.

There are only a few hunters in the world who are qualified to treat money like money...and the top one among them is D.