Chapter 112 Abyss? Demons?
[Hunting Manual] is a new thing that Gong Qiying has come up with.
Its effect is the same as that of an illustrated guide, which unlocks information about monsters the holder has defeated, items obtained, special scenes encountered, etc., including some vague background introductions.
In fact, it just visualizes and integrates the item information that appears in the adventurer's mind when he first obtains the item.
It doesn't take much mental energy to tinker with this thing, and it can also increase the adventurer's sense of immersion and accomplishment, and assist in the dungeon narrative.
And there are always collectors who will work hard to unlock the entire encyclopedia. There are always such people in any world.
There are some thresholds for obtaining the hunting manual. It can only be obtained after extinguishing the beacon towers of the two Fran fortresses and fighting with the invading hunters for a certain period of time or defeating the opponent.
Patch is an easter egg character, and his summoning mark will appear near the hunter.
If he is summoned, the hunter's combat effectiveness will decrease and a fight will ensue with Patch, and the adventurer will almost certainly get the hunting manual.
So, what is the cost?
You will then be hunted by monsters from most of the Fran Fortress and there is a chance that you will be trapped by Patch!
Hunter and Patch were created by Gong Qiying, and their properties are exactly the same as the incarnations of Soul Five.
The only difference is that Patch has some built-in intelligence. In addition to being able to answer some less complicated questions, he also tries his best to restore his original mean character. Everything revolves around how to cheat others.
Patch's answers to many questions are actually designed in advance. He will not speak when he is summoned as an assistant. When adventurers are scattered and left alone by the monster tide, they will encounter Patch once they reach certain fixed areas. Multiple Patch can appear at the same time.
These areas are basically cliffs and the like, making it easy to kick people.
But except for the place where Malu would cause a direct fall to death, the other cliffs would send adventurers to new places to explore.
I don't know whether to say that Maru is lucky or unlucky.
The designs aren’t lethal but are entertaining enough to make people feel genuinely emotional.
At least that's what Gong Qiying thinks.
However, the trapped adventurer didn't think so.
"damn it"
Dahl leaned against the rock wall. His left hand was bleeding profusely from being scratched by sharp rocks when he fell. He was now bandaging it urgently with the bandage he carried with him.
His financial situation was not very good, and he did not have many healing potions on him. Unlike Malu and the others who could drink healing potions as if they were water, he tried to save as much as possible and did not need to take medicine on his bleeding wounds.
Dal is already at the silver level. Logically, he should be more financially well-off than ordinary adventurers and shouldn't have to save even on potions. This is very strange.
"I shouldn't have trusted others so easily," after bandaging the wound, he looked up at the unreachable cliff with an expression of regret and anger.
There is no doubt that this is also a lucky person who was tricked by Patch.
Fortunately, he did not die after being kicked down, but unfortunately, his sword was lost. When Dal thought that the sword was a high-quality item that he had saved up for half a year, he felt very sad.
The next time I meet Patch, I will make sure to let this guy know what cruelty is!
After resting for a while and feeling that he had regained some strength, he limped out to explore this unknown area.
Patch kicked him off the cliff, and there was a small open space below the cliff. Fortunately, he fell on it and did not die.
The open space was connected to a dark tunnel, which seemed to have an ominous aura, but it was impossible for him to retreat.
If he died here, thousands of soul points in him would be wasted. This was enough to upgrade to the next level, but he couldn't bear to do that!
The number of souls will be reset to zero when you leave the dungeon and there is no way to accumulate them.
He slowly groped forward along the rock wall, now only having a dagger as a weapon for self-defense.
“Sniff.”
Dahl's nose twitched a few times, and he muttered to himself:
"There is the smell of monsters, but not much. There is also the smell of wild beasts. The wind ahead means there is an exit."
He trusted his nose very much because he had developed this skill since he was a child - among wolves.
Dahl was raised by wolves.
He can no longer remember what his biological parents look like. Whenever he thinks of his family, the mother wolf who raised him comes to his mind.
If he forced himself to think about his parents, a nightmare scene would appear in his mind.
It’s strange to say, why didn’t the wolves eat him back then?
Maybe it’s because he lives with wild animals, but he has night vision that far exceeds that of others, so the pitch-black cave is not a big problem for him.
“There seems to be a painting on the wall”
While being alert to possible monsters, he studied the paintings on the rock wall.
The murals are very abstract, and are basically stick figures.
A group of stickmen sang and danced around the flames, and the scene looked harmonious.
A group of strange-looking stickmen came again. They killed the normal stickmen and destroyed everything.
The feet of this group of strange-looking stickmen were painted black with large patches of black paint, and wherever they went, the black spread.
Dahl frowned, feeling uneasiness from the darkness.
They continue to slaughter lives, and wherever darkness goes, no grass grows. Normal people will become strange once they come into contact with darkness.
Until one day, a man came with a sword and a shield. He was able to walk in the darkness intact and single-handedly fought off the minions of evil. The survivors surrounded him and worshiped him, but after leaving something behind, he resolutely walked into deeper darkness.
The murals in the middle were largely damaged and could not be seen clearly.
There was a hint of thought in Darl's eyes. Since it was a mural in the Fran Fortress, the story it told must be related to this place.
But he was not good at imagination, and others thought he was a boring person, so they couldn't guess what these murals were telling.
Could it be that the man holding the sword and shield is the Farran Undead Squad? Then he must be fighting against the Abyss. That was the most that Dahl could guess.
A complete mural appeared in front of us again, with a group of people kneeling in front of the beast, and no one knew what they were doing.
Although the painting was abstract, Dahl recognized that the beast was probably a giant wolf.
Why do these people worship the giant wolf——
“Ouch!”
A wolf howl suddenly interrupted his thoughts. It was not only a wolf howl, but also the cry of a monster.
It was not Gollum, not a cursed frog, not a slug, but a sound that was more like a human's call.
The wolf's howl was full of anger, as if it was confronting a monster, but its cry still sounded immature, it was actually still a wolf cub!
Dahl immediately lay down and slowly crawled towards the source of the sound. After turning a corner, he finally saw clearly.
A young wolf stared at the monster in front of it. Its legs were injured and it couldn't walk, so it could only try its best to show its ferocity.
And that monster.
Dahl's pupils trembled.
The monster had a body shape similar to that of a human, but its body showed deformations in many places, such as snake scales, tentacles, bone claws... characteristics of various creatures could be found on it.
Demons! It's definitely the demons!
But his intuition told Dahl that something was wrong, and he moved his eyes downward.
A sticky black substance was slowly flowing out from the monster's feet!
The scene in the mural quickly emerged in his mind, and Dahl's breathing became heavier. This was actually the monster in the mural, which meant -
abyss!
Why do the characteristics of the Abyss and the Demons are so similar? Could it be that...
The fear of the unknown made him hesitate. He originally wanted to quietly approach and get rid of the monster, but at this moment he hesitated.
The opponent doesn't look strong. If he is really from the abyss, he is probably just a group of soldiers.
You can wait until it and the wolf cub fight to the point where both are injured.
Damn it, why did it have to be a wolf? If it was any other wild animal I wouldn’t hesitate at all.
At this moment, the wolf cub suddenly turned its head and met Dal's eyes, opening its mouth as if it was about to shout at him.
Oh no, our position is about to be exposed—
However, the wolf cub did not cry out. Instead, it turned its head and howled somewhere else, causing the monster to look in a completely different direction from Dal.
At this moment, Dahl rushed out like thunder.
"Huh?"
The monster that seemed to be from the abyss sensed the danger and was about to turn around to defend, but the wolf cub suddenly bit its ankle with all its strength!
“Puff——”
With a flash of the knife, the monster's head fell to the ground.
"Ao!" The wolf cub cried out excitedly and looked in the direction of Dal, as if to thank his savior.
But Dahl looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly: "Don't come over."
Although he has a good impression of creatures like wolves, he can also distinguish right from wrong. The creatures in the dungeon cannot be compared with the creatures on the surface. The creatures on the surface can be cultivated with feelings, but the monsters in the dungeon cannot be tamed.
Someone once tried to influence the monsters in the dungeon. The effect was good at first, but when they entered the dungeon the next day, the monsters' states had been refreshed and the feelings cultivated the day before were gone.
“Ah!”
The wolf cub lowered its head, but still looked at Dal secretly, looking somewhat cute.
"Hiss," Dal took a breath of cold air. This thing can actually act cute.
But a man is a man of his word. If he says ignore it, then ignore it. Don't expect to get any comfort from Tadar!
After a moment.
"I'm telling you, if you dare to do anything rash I'll break your neck,"
Dahl held the wolf cub's neck with one hand and bandaged its injured legs with the other.
There was no way he could give it the healing potion, as he himself couldn't bear to part with it.
The wolf cub was indeed very quiet, completely different from the other ferocious monsters in the dungeon. Perhaps it was a special species?
If it is truly a special breed, it makes sense to take a little care of it yourself.
Dahl, ah Dahl, how can you go back on your word? If you say you won't take care of it, then you shouldn't.
He sighed and felt like he was haunted by a wolf all his life.
The wolf cub had many wounds on its body, and blood was constantly oozing out of them.
The arm that Dal was holding down was also scratched by something in the previous fight.
A drop of wolf blood flowed along the fur, and gradually it touched Dal's wound.
"Um?"
Dahl suddenly looked around, and he heard unclear mumbling in his ears.
The sound came and went, and the scene in his eyes suddenly became hazy.
“Ouch!”
A sharp wolf howl pierced the sky.
Dahl shuddered and found himself standing at the original entrance of the Fran Fortress.
No, this is not his body!
A voice came from my ear:
"Go, put out the three beacons. The wolf blood you've been longing for is waiting for you."
(End of this chapter)
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