The other two people did not reject Dick's kindness, and then everyone started eating and drinking.
Judging from their expressions, they are obviously very satisfied with the delicious food here.
Glen the Shieldbreaker pulled off the veil, revealing an unexpectedly charming face.
Dick paused while wiping the sword blade. Such a gorgeous appearance was really incompatible with her violent temper.
The clown just opened a corner of his mask and ate the chicken leg through the narrow gap. It looked funny and weird.
Dick shook his head slightly. It seemed that this clown was really crazy. After drinking some water from the bottle and resting for a while, everyone continued on their way.
At the same time, the dog trainer sprinkled some resin powder on the torch to make its Flames brighter.
After walking for who knows how long, everyone stopped again because there was a corpse lying on the road ahead.
Looking carefully, Dick discovered that this was the corpse of a wild beast, probably a bison. The long curved horns on the skull indicated its identity. However, it was already "missing weight" at this time. Most of its flesh and blood had disappeared, and its limbs were separated from the surroundings. It was as if a hunter from another species had ruthlessly killed the vegetarian animal and then torn the creature into pieces.
After sniffing his nose, Dick found that the remains of the corpse were still fresh. It seemed that the cruel murderer had not been gone for long.
The dog trainer also discovered this situation and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, there may be something going on ahead."
Everyone nodded, and then their expressions became a little solemn. After so long, what was supposed to come was finally coming.
The dancing tongues of fire gradually withered, shrinking into a fist-sized glow in the dark green mist.
The dog trainer took out the box from his pocket and sprinkled the scarlet resin powder into the brazier. A large ball of blue-white sparks burst out with a "chi" sound, distorting the shadows of everyone on the humus-covered mud floor.
As we marched in silence, there was a crackling sound of weeds being trampled under our feet, and at the same time there was the smell of grass flowing out of weed juice mixed with the smell of earth.
After walking forward for a while, everyone passed a dilapidated thatched thatched house on the side of the road. It was unknown who had lived here.
At this time, the hound roared loudly, and the dog trainer Vandoorn gently touched its head and made a silencing gesture, and the hound immediately shut its mouth obediently.
"There's something going on ahead, be careful."
Everyone nodded. The clown held a scimitar in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand. Even the larrikin was placed on his chest with a lace;
Shieldbreaker, on the other hand, simply held a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, staring straight ahead;
Dick also drew the silver sword from his back and got ready.
He also felt strange movement in front of him. It seemed that the wind in front was stronger, making the leaves and weeds rustle.
The further he walked, the more Dick felt that there seemed to be weird and absurd music playing in the jungle.
The sound of this music rises and falls, and the Flames on the torch also lights and dims according to the rhythm of the music.
And the surrounding visibility is getting lower and lower, as if the beast in the darkness is trying to swallow up the last ray of light in the world.
Everyone's expressions became more and more vigilant.
With a "swish" sound, the black fog in front instantly dispersed, and three monsters Dick had never seen before appeared.
Two of the monsters have heads that are similar to fungi, but have human bodies. Their bellies are extremely large, and they have several dark green pustules on their bodies.
The third monster is similar to a large spider, but it seems to have a turtle shell on its back.
If you look carefully, you can see that there is still a fungus-like existence growing on the back of the monster, and it is still beating slowly like a naked heart.
Gadslif the Jester chuckled again at this time and said, "It's so interesting, finally Monster appeared, two Fungal Ripper and one Fungal Turret. We have to kill that Fungal Turret first, otherwise the poisonous mist it sprays will kill everyone."
"Shut up, it's so noisy." Glen the Shieldbreaker shouted, and then she actually held a spear and sprinted forward in an instant, trying to get past the two Fungal Ripper in front of her, and kill the Fungal Turret behind her with one spear.
And how could those two Fungal Ripper in front let her succeed so easily?
Their fungus heads screamed like beasts and ran quickly towards Glen the Shieldbreaker.
The dog trainer immediately released his dog's collar, and the huge hound opened its mouth and immediately pounced on a Fungal Tearer, knocking it to the ground in an instant.
Gadslif the Jester squatted down slightly, moved forward quickly in a strange posture, and also attacked Fungal Ripper, who was knocked to the ground.
And Dick didn't even respond. He jumped out with a big stride and headed towards the head of the other Fungal Ripper with a sword.
Four people and three monsters started fighting.
But the battle ended quickly, beyond Dick's expectations.
The cooperation of the dog trainer, the hound and the clown soon defeated a Fungal Ripper, which was unable to fight back;
And Dick split the head of another fungus with a sword, pumping out a large amount of green juice. This juice fell to the ground, making a "sizzling" sound, and at the same time corroded the weeds on the ground;
As for Glen the Shieldbreaker, he is fighting with Fungal Turret.
Dick noticed that green thick mist was constantly spraying out from the holes on Fungal Turret's back that were open like pustules, but Glen the Shieldbreaker was not afraid and braved the thick mist. He swung the shield on the left side and hit it on the head. There was a "hiss" sound, and Fungal Turret staggered a few times. Then Glen the Shieldbreaker's spear was inserted into its back, twisted hard, and pulled out again.
But Fungal Turret did not die. Instead, his body swelled and seemed to explode.
Seeing this, Dick flashed and threw Shieldbreaker, and a man and a woman rolled aside.
Just as the two of them lay down, there was a "Peng" sound and an explosion sounded behind them.
Dick pressed Shieldbreaker under him and withstood all the venom emitted by Fungal Turret when he died. His leather armor and exposed skin made a sizzling sound.
Dick only felt a slight burning pain on his skin, but didn't pay much attention to it.
He stood up, and Shieldbreaker quickly took out a bottle of green potion from his pocket, stood up and handed it to Dick without saying a word.
"What is this?"
"The antidote will make you feel better, although..."
Seeing the green fluid all over the man's back in front of him, Shieldbreaker was both moved and a little sad:
This man named Dick just seemed a little pleasing to his eyes, but he didn't expect that he would die soon.
But if I hadn't dealt with that Fungal Turret just now, I'm afraid the adventure team would have been tortured to death by its poison.
Once, her teammates were almost wiped out because they underestimated Fungal Turret, and she was the only one who survived.
She still remembers the way the nun with whom she had the closest relationship, her face corroded by venom, stretched out her hand to ask for help.
However, he was powerless and could only run away as fast as he could, leaving behind his dying teammates who were later dismembered by Monster.
Therefore, this time, as soon as they saw Fungal Turret, Shieldbreaker was determined to die and prepared to sacrifice themselves to save their teammates.
She didn't want anyone to die in front of her eyes anymore, just like her parents.
Alas, what a pity for the demon hunter in front of me.
Shieldbreaker sighed slightly.
"Thank you, I don't need it." Dick smiled.
"But..."
"Do you think I'm in trouble?" Dick took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped the venom.
Shieldbreaker circled around Dick, "Strange, you were neither poisoned nor corroded. How did you do it?"
"Maybe I am gifted! Hey, I can't even feel the oppression of powerful enemies that you usually encounter." Dick raised his head to the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighed, looking sad.