In this case, Dick stretched out his hand and looked at the dog trainer on the side, "Then give me a shovel and I will help."
The clown on the side took out a small shovel from the bag on his back and handed it to Dick with a smile, "Demon hunter, as long as you don't cause trouble, I guarantee that you can leave this broken space alive, hehehe."
"Thank you for your kindness." Dick took the shovel and opened the road with the other three people.
After a while, the four people cleared the bushes.
Wiping the sweat from his head, the dog handler looked ahead and said, "Let's keep walking and try to cover as much distance as possible before we get hungry."
Dick handed the shovel to the clown and nodded politely.
The clown actually chuckled strangely again, "Witcher, I have been observing you just now. You are very strong and helped us clear nearly half of the bushes. I like your down-to-earth and hard-working character to make others a teammate."
"He does have a lot of strength, but I hope he won't be scared to death when he meets Monster." Shieldbreaker snorted coldly.
"Well, this is not the time for internal strife. Since Mr. Minos said that Dick is a reliable person, then we must believe Dick.
"Glen, I don't want you to say anything bad about Dick for the rest of the journey." The dog trainer said seriously.
Shieldbreaker snorted coldly and stopped answering.
It seems that the dog trainer is the leader of this team.
Everyone was silent and continued on their way, but the Flames on the torch had become flickering, and seemed to be extinguished at any time under the blowing of the cold wind.
At this time, a shallow grave appeared in the middle of the dark road ahead, with a broken cross inserted on top of the grave.
The dog trainer directed the dog to circle around the grave again, and then the dog roared towards the grave.
The dog trainer waved, and the dog ran back to him.
"Don't touch this tomb. There may not be any treasure inside. It may be Monster or there may be other unknown risks."
After hearing what the dog trainer said, everyone did not stop, carefully walked around the grave and continued walking forward.
When the torch dimmed for the third time, Dick discovered that the clown was carving a smiley face on his arm with a dagger.
The dog trainer's hound suddenly barked into the void, and in Dick's cat eyes, he could clearly see dark red juice oozing out from the cut sections of the shrubs, resembling solidified blood scabs.
The four of them had now arrived in an open space. The dog trainer looked around and said, "How about we take a rest?"
"Take a rest? Where are you going now?" Shieldbreaker asked.
"I'm worried about your mental state." The dog trainer sighed.
"I have no problem." Shieldbreaker replied nonchalantly.
"I don't have any problem, hehehe." The clown crossed his chest and smiled.
"Okay then, let's keep going."
"Wait a minute." Dick said suddenly in a deep voice.
The dog trainer was quite puzzled, "Dick, what's wrong?"
Even though the torch was about to go out, Dick used the senses of a demon hunter to clearly see the face of the man in front of him, which was as pale as a corpse.
"Where is the resin powder? This torch is not bright enough."
"Why do I feel so bright? Look, it can illuminate any darkness." The dog trainer replied doubtfully.
"Demon hunter, don't cause trouble for us." Shieldbreaker behind him snorted coldly.
"Yes, yes." The clown's laughter also came at the same time.
Dick The secret passage is not good. It seems that these teammates have been eroded and polluted by the negative energy in the darkness, and they can't distinguish the light from the light of the fire.
"But don't you think it's been a long time since resin powder was added to the torch? Logically speaking, the light from this torch should be very weak."
The dog trainer's pupils shrank slightly, and the hand holding the torch suddenly trembled and splashed a few sparks.
The tattoo on his neck was seeping blood, and he quickly wiped his forehead with his sleeves, "Holy Father witnesses... we just...
Gedslif, give me all the remaining Soul Resin Powder in your pocket."
The clown laughed playfully as he dug into his pocket and handed several sealed small boxes to the dog trainer.
The dog trainer put the boxes in his pocket and opened only one of them.
Then he sprinkled the resin powder on the torch head, and the dim flame quickly grew brighter, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
The three people except Dick stared closely at the increasingly strong flames. Dick noticed that the dog trainer's face quickly became rosy.
"Thanks to you, Dick, otherwise we..." the dog trainer said gratefully.
"We are teammates, this is what I should do, but I am curious about how you felt when you were mentally contaminated just now."
"It's like being soaked in a cold pool, your whole body is stiff, and in the end even your thoughts are frozen and you can't think, so you can only act based on instinct.
"I'm ashamed to say that this is my fourth adventure and the first time I've been tricked."
"Thank you, Demon Hunter." The clown on the side said with a smile, while Shieldbreaker still said nothing, just lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Gadslif the Jester muttered, "I'm starving. We haven't eaten for a long time. If it doesn't work, you can leave. I have to eat."
"Okay, actually I'm hungry too, and I guess Shieldbreaker and Dick are too." The dog trainer said, "We only eat and then continue on the road. We can't camp, you know?"
"Of course, thank you and your dog." The clown laughed.
The dog trainer seemed to be used to the clown's crazy look. He took out his backpack and took out the food. Dick found that the food in the backpack was divided into several portions, and one of them was handed to Dick.
Opening the outer layer of rags, there was an unknown lump of food inside. Dick bit it with his teeth.
Well...
It's quite hard, but the food feels very dense and sweet. It seems that a lot of sugar is added to provide adventurers with a lot of energy.
But I don't really like eating this food.
Taking out his space badge, Dick took out a half-warm and half-hot chicken leg sprinkled with seasonings, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
The aroma of chicken legs filled the air among everyone.
"What does it smell like?" the dog trainer, who was trying hard to fight the hard object in his mouth, asked in confusion.
"Haha, this is the food I brought, do you want some?" Dick bit off a piece of chicken meat in one bite and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and said.
"Why does this food not smell of corruption? You must know that spiritual pollution in this space is not only harmful to us."
"Maybe, I'm lucky." Dick didn't explain much, and handed a large chicken drumstick full of condiments and fragrant to several people.
"As expected of you, Dick, I was so moved that I cried." The clown said exaggerated words and took the food neatly.