Chapter 121 118. Viscount Team (Part 1)
"What a pity! Where are the twins?"
The obscene voice beside him made Huck look back at the three figures behind him who were about to disappear at the end of the aisle.
Of course he knew what the so-called "pity" meant.
The person who was speaking was called Short Axe. He was an ugly man with a centipede-shaped scar across his cheek, which was caused by an iron hook when he was robbing a caravan in his early years.
Years of alcoholism made his face dark, and when he smiled with his toothless mouth, the two short axes slung across his leather armor would tremble along with his belly.
But even though his body shape is out of shape, he is still a desperate criminal who dares to use [Fury] in battle and can swing his dual-wielded axes into a whirlwind.
His brain is not working well. He is always thinking about his two taels of meat. He doesn't even look at the current situation. He is still acting like a robber...
Huck secretly glanced at Viscount Louisa who was walking in the middle of the team. The tall vampire didn't seem to hear Hatchet's complaint, or maybe she heard it but didn't care?
He cursed Short Axe in his heart. After all, if Short Axe and a few guys hadn't been so horny that they killed the baron's daughter, they wouldn't have been forced to flee to the Hermit Empire by the high bounty, let alone participate in such an obviously dangerous operation. Did he really think he cared about the so-called eternal life?
Being able to live to a certain age is called eternal life. Just having a lifespan and then being killed the next moment is nothing but eternal life!
Unfortunately, the situation was stronger than the people, and from the moment they turned to the vampires, they had no choice.
The hatchet man next to him took out a small box from his arms, poured out a grayish-white pill that smelled foul, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Huck recognized what it was, it was the dead-quieting potion made from mourning lilies, which he also had in his arms.
Long-term use can make the body closer to the dead, which is a necessary step before being transformed into a half-vampire.
This guy, Hatchet, obviously took the Viscount's promise to transform them into half-vampires very seriously if they successfully completed the mission. Really...
Hake also took out a deadly medicine and swallowed it...
An axe suddenly flew past him, causing Huck to stop in his tracks.
"Hatchet?" Huck's voice was filled with suppressed anger.
The axe passed through the Puji and Slime who were fighting not far away, making a perfect double kill and then flew back to the hand of the hatchet.
"Why didn't you say anything along the way? Are you pretending to be an expert? Haha——"
Hatchet's unbridled laughter made everyone turn around and look at him, even the Viscount was no exception.
Hake didn't find it funny at all and just wanted to chop his ugly face into pieces with a wind blade!
He quickly distanced himself from Hatchet, and heard him mutter behind him: "Tsk, you can't take a joke."
Putting aside this guy with a hole in his brain, the others are relatively reliable and are now discussing the unusualness of this dungeon.
"Didn't they say that each floor of the Purple Crystal Underground City has a different ecology? Why are there Puji all along the way? And they are mutant species."
"I was here six years ago, and it wasn't like this then."
"I heard that this place experienced a demonic tide before. It might be the influence of the demonic tide."
"It's... so dark here..."
Huck looked around and found that it was true.
There are fungal mats, fluorescent mushrooms, and mutated poofs all along the way. No matter what ecological level you are in, you can see them, and they account for a large proportion.
This situation reached its peak when they reached the fifth floor.
Snap——
There was a strange feeling under my feet.
Lighting magic!
"What's this?"
In the orange-yellow light, everyone could see the thick fungal carpet under their feet, and every step they took would create a sticky mess.
“How disgusting!”
Someone was scraping the sole of his shoe in disgust, but the more he scraped, the more scratches he made.
"Look what this is?" Short Axe suddenly called out to everyone.
Huck looked back and saw that the short axe had hooked open the fungal mat under his feet, revealing an inconspicuous... disc-shaped stone underneath?
Huck felt something was wrong. This stone was too neat...
"Look, it's soft!"
The short axe kicked the disc twice. It felt bouncy and it felt very nice to kick.
Then he stepped down——
Huck watched with his own eyes as the disc under Hatchet's feet suddenly exploded, blowing away a layer of soil.
"ah--"
Amid the heart-wrenching cry of the short axe, several dark shadows suddenly jumped out from the surroundings and pounced on him.
Although Hatchet was a disgusting and annoying guy, it would be a shame to let him die in vain.
Third-level magic—Wind Surge!
A hurricane blew away the figures that were rushing towards him, and Huck could barely make out what they were.
“Puchi!?”
Or is it the mimicry of Puji!
The Pujis that were blown away exploded one by one before they landed on the ground, but fortunately no one else was hurt.
"Be careful! These puffins are hiding in the ground!" someone warned.
Hake looked at the holes on the ground left by Puji, and then looked at the endless fungal carpet in front of him - could it be like this all the way?
"Ah! My legs!"
Hatchet's scream drew Huck's attention back, and he realized that this bastard had actually failed this time, with his right foot below the knee blown off!
Come to think of it, this idiot stepped his entire foot directly into the source of the explosion. It's probably a good thing that he didn't lose any limbs or legs.
Hake hesitated whether to give him the healing potion he carried with him, but looking at his condition, it seemed that it would hardly be of use in the next battle.
"What's that in the sky?" someone asked, pointing up into the sky.
Under the fluorescent light of the dome, small black dots were approaching in the air. They seemed to be some kind of flying monsters. The M-shaped wings behind them seemed to be familiar to me...
"Bats?" Huck felt that they really looked like the bats that could be seen everywhere in the vampire territory.
But why is this bat so fat?
When I got closer, I finally saw its true face.
"Puff again!"
After the previous lesson, no one dared to let Puji get close to them now.
All the magic arrows were thrown out. These flying puffs were not fast and were easy to hit. After being attacked, they fell down one after another...
Bang——
"Damn it! Don't let them fly over our heads! Huck, blow them away!"
His teammates cursed and gave orders, and Hake simply stopped using the wind blade and focused on using the wind surge to blow the falling Pujis away. Finally, everyone was no longer affected by the explosion.
only--
"How many puffs are there?"
Small black dots flew up and down all over the sky, making Huck's scalp tingle.
Even if we use up all our magic power and arrows, we still won't be able to defeat so many Pujis, right?
"Let's... retreat first!"
Huck suggested loudly that since they were not far from the stairs now, he wanted to go back and reorganize before seeing how to deal with these strange things.
"Need not."
Viscount Louisa, who had been observing the situation coldly, suddenly spoke!
With just a casual move of her hand, the short axe on the ground made a louder cry, and blood gushed out from his broken limbs and gathered in Louisa's hand to form a blood ball.
Then the blood burst out into countless thin threads that shot into the sky, accurately piercing through one Puji after another.
The damage of each bloodline attack is not high, but the Pujis just don’t have much health points. I don’t know if she saw through this...
After one strike, all the blood balls in Louisa's hand were used up, and the Pujis fell from the sky like dumplings. Only a few of them escaped and were shot down one by one by the archers.
It seems that their crisis has been temporarily resolved?
Huck glanced at the short axe that had become a mummy - it seemed that he didn't have to worry about whether to waste a bottle of healing potion.
(End of this chapter)
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