"Which two women?"
"The Berserker and the Nun."
"Are you sure?"
"Natural."
"Okay, I'll call them over."
"Berengar, Teresa, Gangduo, please come over. I have a task for you."
After hearing what Judge of Hell said, several people walked to the table where Dick was sitting and found a chair to sit down.
"Tell me more carefully?" the nun asked.
"You are going to Witch's Domain. It's not about the witch in the forest. She has been creating black mist, constantly engulfing the route that the adventure team has opened up. Now you have to rush in and kill her."
"Then what do you think of the winning rate this time? I won't die in vain." The white-haired bounty hunter said.
"Don't worry, you have a reliable teammate this time. He will lead you to victory."
"Huh? Tell me about this thin man? Why don't I believe it?"
"His name is Dick. He is a demon hunter. He has just experienced an adventure, and all four of his team members came back alive. Only one of them went crazy."
"What?" the Berserker asked in surprise, "He is so powerful?"
The bounty hunter on the side also sat up straight, the chuckle on his face had faded, and he looked at Judge of Hell with a serious and serious expression.
Dick is confused. "My teammate is crazy, why do you still say I am great?"
Without waiting for the mad warrior to explain, the nun on the side said, "It seems that you are really a novice. In the past, many teams would be completely wiped out. Two of the four came back and one went crazy. That is already very good. It seems that we have found a treasure this time."
"I agree with your request Judge of Hell, when will we set off next?"
"Let's set off now, Your Majesty the Demon Hunter can't wait any longer." Judge of Hell said with a slight teasing smile.
"Okay." The other three people also stood up. They followed Judge of Hell's footsteps and came to the door at the end of the corridor.
Opening the door again, just like the last adventure, the interior was dark, and everyone stepped forward and walked in.
Dick found that the picture in front of him had changed again.
He always felt that the world he lived in was already Hell--people were struggling with hunger and cold, and babies were dying in their infancy.
But in this twisted space before us, even death seems luxurious.
"Dick, I have been here before, and now I want to introduce you to the situation here. How about we stop for a moment. After all, he is our new teammate." The nun suggested.
"I agree." The bounty hunter said simply.
"I agree." The berserker put the long-handled knife on his shoulder with an indifferent expression.
"Then I naturally agree." The nun said with a sweet smile.
"Well, please introduce the monsters here." Dick said politely.
"Monster? Interesting statement. Let me first tell you what kind of monster we came into contact with last time."
"First of all, a kind of beast called Swift Hungry Wolf will appear in groups here. Don't underestimate them. They are not like ordinary wild beasts. You will know when you see them. Those beasts are just like mad dogs. Don't be bitten. If you are infected with the disease, it will be difficult for us to go back.
By the way, Witch's Domain still has humans."
"Humans? Isn't this a ruin? Why are there still humans? Isn't the old witch we want to hunt also a human?"
"The humans here are all members of cults. First of all, these cultists like to have claw-like weapons on their hands, so be careful with them.
"Secondly, there are some witches in this cult. They hold a short staff and can push or pull us at will, and her mysterious curse will also make our bodies vulnerable.
"Finally, there is Monster, a kind of Wicked Woman of the Woods. She was developed by those cultists. She is tall and scary.
"Hey, just looking at her, I almost feel like I have goosebumps all over my body.
"She is extremely powerful and can release poison. If you are corrupted, we cannot save you. Don't think that as a priest, I can save everyone."
"I understand, thank you for reminding me."
"By the way, there are vampires there too. In short, these guys like blood and move quickly.
"That's all I said, time waits for no one, let's move forward now."
"Okay, then I'll be at the front." Dick said, "My senses are sharp and I can detect some information in advance."
"Since you are willing to go ahead, then I am not happy about it." The bounty hunter laughed.
Later, Dick walked at the front of the team, the nun was guarded in the middle of the team, the berserker broke behind, and the bounty hunter's chain was always pointed at the shadow on the flank.
According to them, most dangers come from the front, and the rear is the safest place.
In this way, in this dark, oppressive and dead atmosphere, the group of people moved forward.
"Huh?" Dick looked around curiously.
After walking for a while, two big dry trees suddenly appeared on both sides of the road ahead. They just stood there. The branches of the big trees were twisted and ferocious, with several ropes hanging on them, gently swaying under the weak airflow. The ends of the ropes were tied to people's palms, and the pale palms hung down feebly, as if they were crying out about the countless pain and despair that had been staged here.
Under the big tree, several candles were displayed in an irregular manner. The weak candlelight swayed uncertainly in the darkness, and the beating projection of the candlelight reflected the gloomy surrounding scene.
"Be careful, there are cultists who have made sacrifices here." The bounty hunter explained to Dick in a deep voice.
Then he carefully observed the scene, "Look at those palms... something is not right."
"What's wrong?" The berserker with the long-handled knife on his shoulder shook his short, hedgehog-like hair.
"The cuts on those severed palms were filled with a strange gray color, and the blood that should have soaked into the soil disappeared without a trace. This can only mean one thing. The blood of the poor sacrifices was completely treated. It seems that those oblique cultists are colluding with Bloodsuckers.
"We must be more careful in our next trip, especially you, Demon Hunter."
"I understand, thank you for reminding me."
Everyone continued to walk forward, and after a while they entered a dilapidated passage.
The ground beneath my feet was uneven and gave off an old and decaying smell.
The sweet smell of putrefaction mixed with the smell of rust entered the nose, and the stone walls of the passage were covered with cracks and mottled marks.
After adding resin powder to the torch twice, everyone walked through the end of the passage and came to a rusty iron door.
"Through this iron gate, we can quickly come to another forest, where we can look for the old witch." The nun on the side explained.
And Dick suddenly waved his hand and stepped back, "There is something strange ahead."
The other teammates heard about it and quickly prepared.
In just a moment, the heavy iron door was pushed open in front of everyone's eyes, and several figures appeared.
The two leaders were wearing dilapidated crown helmets. He was strong, with his upper body naked, and his muscles shimmered like steel. He also had a Protection waistband around his waist. Although this waistband was worn out, it seemed to contain some kind of mysterious power.
And there were claw-like weapons hanging on his elbows, emitting an icy cold light.
"This is the cult elite. He is very strong. The disc around his waist can give him a certain amount of Protection. Be careful!" the bounty hunter on the side reminded everyone.
And following the two cult elites, another figure slowly appeared.
She wears the same dilapidated helmet as the cult elite, and also wears a Protection belt around her waist.
Wearing a dark gray skirt, she held a staff in her hand, with a strange light shining on the top of the staff.
"This is a cult witch with many tricks." The bounty hunter on the side said again with a serious face.
As soon as the witch's staff glowed with light, the ground suddenly trembled. There was a crisp sound of broken branches from the depths of the darkness, and something huge was approaching - the figure finally appeared in the darkness.
He was tall and skinny, like a hollow old tree;
There were a series of creepy skeletons hanging behind him, and those pale skeletons swayed slightly with his movements, like rhythmic drums.
There were maggots squirming in the eye sockets of the monster's skull, and whenever the skeleton shook, a thick green liquid seeped out from the cracks in the skull.
He holds a scarecrow in one hand and a dagger in the other.
"Be careful, this is Wicked Woman of the Woods, the cult's killing machine!" the berserker warned loudly.