Chapter 58: Tides of Evil Spirits (Page 1/2)
About three minutes later, the groaning and shouting of the troll warrior Stark spread throughout the entire castle hall.
Frank's keen hearing really showed the same evil spirit wails that he had heard in the noble tombs last time.
Ah~!
It was like the harsh sound of a sharp knife cutting glass. As long as you hear this sound, you will feel chest tightness, palpitations, and difficulty breathing. People with weak bodies may even fall into a coma.
However, after hearing the evil spirit wails, Frank breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the castle is just as he expected, and it is dominated by evil spirit monsters.
After all, according to the experience of the demon hunter, in such a place where there is no food and war tragedies have occurred, only monsters like evil spirits that do not eat or drink can exist for such a long time.
After confirming the type of the enemy, Frank's biggest worry was relieved. He took off the other steel sword from his waist, stuck it in the mud beside him along with the scabbard, and then, holding the sharp silver sword tightly, he slowly walked towards the open castle gate.
Although the demon hunters said that they had two swords, reality is not a game. Frank can't carry two swords over one meter long and switch weapons at will in battle, and move and roll at will.
If there is any problem, it is not something that can be solved by the game model.
However, before the battle, Frank still put on a Quen shield according to the habit in the game.
This one-time magic shield has a defense power equivalent to a chain mail, but it can only resist one attack.
Although it looks quite bluffing, the Quen shield is actually not as easy to use as in the game. After all,
this is just a simple spell, and it is impossible to automatically distinguish what is an enemy attack and what is a collision without damage like in the game.
Especially in a battle environment with complex terrain and changing situations, it may even be hindered by the Quen shield, which may affect the rhythm of the battle and cause more unfavorable factors.
A truly experienced demon hunter would usually use the Quen Shield in advance before encountering an attack that was difficult to dodge.
After standing outside the door for about a minute, as the troll Stark's cry got closer and closer, the clumsy troll followed Frank's orders very obediently and led the evil spirits in the castle out.
However, what made Frank's face change slightly was that these sounds were getting closer and closer, and the wailing of the evil spirits, which were not very real at first, became one, as if some kind of terrifying monster had descended and gradually approached him. When the figure
of the troll Stark finally entered Frank's field of vision, he couldn't help but curse inwardly, and then quickly gave up the idea of a head-on confrontation, and dodged into the grass in the courtyard.
It was not because of anything else, but because there were too many evil spirits behind the troll.
Densely packed.
These ghosts, who looked ragged and had ferocious expressions, floated in the air, one next to the other, holding rotten swords and lanterns in their hands, almost forming a dark cloud, covering Stark's back.
Although it was just a glance, Frank was sure that there were at least twenty evil spirits there.
There were too many, and it was not possible for a demon hunter to confront them head-on.
Frank was awed in his heart and decisively chose to hide temporarily, ready to wait for the right time to make a move.
The troll warrior Stark, unaware that his boss had hidden, still obediently rushed out of the door of the castle hall and came to the courtyard with the evil spirits behind him.
In the courtyard, the sunlight was strong, and the dazzling sunlight seemed to rush with a bit of horror.
But these evil spirits had not encountered living things for decades. Although they were afraid of the sunlight in the courtyard, they were still unwilling to give up the blood food that was delivered to their mouths. After hesitating for a second or two, they all rushed out.
In an instant, the entire huge castle courtyard was filled with dark clouds, ghosts, and wailing sounds, as if it was trapped in hell on earth.
This huge chaotic sound also made Frank, who was hiding nearby, feel his heartbeat speed up, his chest feel stuffy, and his eyebrows twitch.
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