Inside the manor, there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a biting cold air as the north wind howled.
The hollow and hoarse voice of the monster in the sky echoed:
"My friends, these are the rules of the game.
Now, please enter the building in front of you immediately, that is my home."
When it says "home", its voice becomes particularly gentle,
"There is a Tiny challenge on every floor there, waiting for the warriors.
When you complete all challenges, you will be liberated.
Remember, you can only walk through, no cheating is allowed."
The words echoed in the air three times before finally dissipating.
Dick pulled out Dawn Blade from his waist and walked forward without saying a word.
The wealthy businessman rolled his eyes and turned towards the door, obviously wanting to escape from here.
But as soon as he took a few steps, a thick gray fog like a resentful spirit continued to gather around him.
One step ahead, a dark purple lightning struck the green bricks, green smoke puffed out, and the sound of monsters came again in the sky.
"Everyone, don't think about escaping.
Demon hunter, I know you were born to deal with monsters, but don't waste your efforts trying to hurt me.
In this entire manor, I am the domain master.
If I don't complete the task, everyone will have to play with me."
A monster can actually activate the field? It seems that this monster is very powerful.
Dick After thinking to himself, he decided to act according to the situation and walked quickly towards the four-story dilapidated house in front of him.
The surface of this building is covered with charred cracks, and the broken glass windows are as jagged as the fangs of wild beasts;
The north wind poured in through the gap, making a whimpering sound in the empty factory building.
The remaining three people followed Dick closely and pushed open the door of the first-floor house.
Amidst the squeaking sound of the pine door shaft, they looked forward to see a long corridor.
Thick shadows cover both sides, and textile equipment is neatly stacked - huge spinning wheels, rolls of silk thread, and mountains of unprocessed cloth.
At the end of the corridor, you can clearly see the stairs leading to the second floor.
On the slope at the bottom of the stairs, there is a carefully built small shack, which seems to be prepared for some kind of pet.
From this situation, Dick understood that this building was originally supposed to be a textile factory.
He held the long sword in his hand and thought to himself:
What is the relationship between that monster and this textile factory?
As soon as he took three steps forward, a man squeezed his shoulder and walked to the front.
Knight Gom glanced sideways at Dick and snorted coldly:
"Witcher, click back.
No matter what the challenge is, I will always be at the forefront.
No matter how ferocious the monster is, it is no match for the sharp blade in my hand."
After saying that, he straightened his chest and walked forward.
Idiot, if you can really defeat the monster, it will be my turn to rescue you.
Dick Although I thought so in my heart, on second thought, I thought it would be good to have someone take a dip in the muddy water first. I am not afraid of trouble, but I can have less trouble and enjoy my leisure time.
Thinking of this, Dick turned back and looked at the two people behind him.
Judge Faraj pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
The obese businessman Avery was obviously frightened. He looked pale, clutched his clothes tightly, and followed behind the judge.
Dick It can be seen at a glance that these two people are not like the knights who walk in front recklessly.
However, this doesn't matter to him.
Just walking quietly and slowly in the corridor, except for the occasional sound of the howling cold wind blowing the broken curtains outside, there was only the sound of a few people's "tapping" footsteps.
When everyone walked to another window, the strong cold wind blowing from outside blew away the last strands of the curtains. The curtains suddenly fell to the ground, splashing large amounts of soot, and the wealthy businessman Avery screamed in surprise.
Knight Gom turned around and shouted angrily, "Coward, shut up! Otherwise I will cut you with a sword."
The wealthy businessman hurriedly covered his mouth with a fat hand to show his compliance.
Everyone continued to move forward, but Dick felt something was wrong.
The closer he got to the stairwell, the more he noticed that the blurry shadow at the corner became clearer and more swollen, and the wriggling tentacles underneath the shadow seemed to be slowly reaching out towards them.
The leading knight Gom also noticed the abnormality. Veins popped up on the back of his hand. He held the hilt of the sword tightly, frowned, and stared at the ghost figure.
The next moment, a Tiny Dalmatian appeared in front of everyone, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.
Gom's shoulder armor made a harsh friction sound during the violent movement. He deliberately slapped the breastplate with the spine of his sword, making a loud noise.
"See, you beast. This is the true art of chivalry."
When he pulled out the long sword from the Dalmatian's cheekbone, he stretched out his tongue and licked the blood-stained blade, showing a maniacal smile.
Just when the others heaved a sigh of relief, Dick noticed a thick black mist coming out of the Dalmatian's body.
In the blink of an eye, the fog dissipated, and the Dalmatian's body became as big as Ghoul. Its skin was burned, its flesh and blood was exposed, and a piece of its organ was drooping at the corner of its mouth.
It roared like a wild beast, rushed towards everyone, and split into four figures in an instant.
When he looked carefully, Dick discovered that everyone around him had disappeared, leaving only the ferocious Monster in front of him.
For this kind of [Ghoul-like], Dick has rich experience. Even without turning on the talent [Blood of Madness], he can easily deal with it with his current ability.
He didn't even cast Signs. After Dawn Sword flashed with white light, Monster was split in half.
The corpse slowly shrank and deformed in front of Dick, turning back into the cute appearance of a Dalmatian.
However, it is not accurate to say that it is cute. The red flesh around it is exuding a stench.
Is this how you pass the first level?
Seems too easy?
After the blood beads on Dawn Sword were completely dripping, Dick suddenly realized that the only sound left in the corridor was his own slight breathing.
The companions who should have been by his side seemed to have been swallowed up by the thick fog and disappeared.
After thinking about it, he realized that each intruder was trapped in an independent battlefield.
The heavy armor metal on Noble Gom collided violently.
He gripped the sword tremblingly and shouted forward, "Come again, Monster, you can't kill me!"
There was already a hideous scar on his face, with bones visible and blood flowing.
Fortunately, the heavy armor worked Protection's effect, and Monster's bite did not cause fatal injuries to him.
At this moment, a Ghoul-like bared its teeth in front of him, its body covered with bloody sword marks, but it still refused to give up and bit at him again.
Noble Gom turned sideways to dodge with all his strength, and hit Ghoul-like's ribs with an iron-gloved fist.
Taking advantage of the moment when Monster's expression was frozen, he kicked out again and directly kicked Monster aside.
Then he raised the sword blade again and slashed hard.
One sword, two swords, three swords, several swords were swung out, and the surroundings were splashed with scarlet blood.
When Monster finally stopped moving, the nobleman dropped his sword, gasping violently with his face covered in blood, and burst into a maniacal laugh:
"No one can defeat me, and no monster can defeat me. I am the strongest!"
Judge Faraj was stunned, his luxurious robe was torn in all directions, and blood was seeping out from the bite mark on his shoulder.
When Ghoul-like's fishy fangs were only half a palm away from his throat, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the dark purple flesh hanging from Monster's lower jaw, and then used all his strength.
With a hiss, the piece of meat was in his hand.
If you look closely, you will see that it is a deformed heart that is still beating slowly.
He kept moving his hands, crushing his heart with force.
Monster whimpered, and the body fell to the ground.
Faraj looked at the broken heart on the blue bricks and squinted his eyes as if examining evidence:
"According to Article 3 of "General Principles of Monster Anatomy", external organs must be related to critical..."
The silk clothes of wealthy businessman Avery had long been soaked with blood, and his fat body dragged a sticky blood-red trail on the floor.
There was a "click" sound of sharp claws hitting blue bricks from behind, and each sound was caught in the gap between his heartbeat.
When the fishy breath sprayed on the back of his neck, he struggled to turn over, only to see Monster's sharp claws picking at the swaying fat layer on his belly.
"I... I have done as you asked, why... why do you still torture me?"
He trembled and uttered these words, and when his pupils were dilated, he fell into a pool of scarlet blood.