Chapter 121 Experience Candy Makes a Difference
Demons? Attack?
Dahl hadn't heard the combination of these two words for a long time, and was stunned for a moment. Seeing this, the nun pushed him away and hurried outside to treat the injured.
When he came to his senses, he happened to see Roger who had also been resurrected. The two looked at each other and then looked towards the noisy outside.
More than a dozen miserable-looking injured people were lying outside the resurrection house, and people were running frantically to bring in more injured people. Some of them had already died.
The wounded were left outside the house not because the priests were indifferent, but in order to better perform group holy light healing. For some seriously injured people, higher-level healing techniques were required.
There is no need to worry that the injured cannot pay the fees. Things like attacks by demons are generally considered natural disasters. The local lords will comfort the injured, and medical expenses will of course be indispensable.
Therefore, the priests and nuns also took out various potions that no one could afford on ordinary days, in order to save people and take advantage of the lord.
The wounded received treatment, the church got money, and the lord gained reputation. It was another win-win situation!
Dahl squatted in front of a person who was less injured and had regained consciousness, and asked in a deep voice: "Where did you encounter the demons?"
"Alas, we are... Alas," the injured sighed repeatedly, "Our caravan just delivered a batch of food produced by Food Paradise to Val City. After unloading the goods, we saw that it was still early, so we thought of rushing back tonight to continue delivering the goods. After all, Val City is not far from Bed City, right?"
"It was my turn to keep watch late that night. There was no moon that night. I was about to fall asleep when I heard strange noises coming from all around me. I just woke everyone up when we were attacked by demons! Except for a few of us who were lucky enough to escape in a carriage, everyone else died there!"
The injured man became more and more frightened as he spoke, and even began to tremble when he got excited. He looked around in panic, as if there were demons around who would jump out and take his life at any time.
"That group of demons has a leader! I saw it with my own eyes. That guy is short and thin, with a purple gem inlaid on his head! My buddy was sucked dry of blood by him!"
His emotions suddenly became intense, he yelled like crazy, and waved his arms around, almost hitting Dar.
Roger quickly pulled Dahl aside, but there was a sticky liquid on his hands.
When I looked down, I saw blood, Dal's blood.
"Hey, hey, little brother, what's wrong with you?" Roger was startled because Dal's expression was very scary.
He clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood flowed out.
Roger immediately thought of a possibility and asked with a strange expression, "Brother, do you have any grudge against the demon leader he mentioned?"
Wonderful, so wonderful, this conflict is like a drama!
Roger immediately remembered what he had talked about with Antili. That day they were discussing who to find to help with the experiment, and they talked about Dal.
This is what Antili said:
"Dalchester, his last name is exactly the same as a family of animal trainers. I am very concerned about this."
"Why not just ask in person?" Roger said.
"No, if I ask him in person, it might turn into a fight."
Antili shook her head and said:
"The Chester family disappeared in a fire. It is said that no one survived. It happened about 20 years ago. I was just a kid at that time. I only remember that the elders in my family were very sorry when they discussed this matter. There were not many animal trainers in the first place."
"How old are you?"
"Are you looking for death?"
The memory ended, and Roger looked at Dahl with sympathy in his eyes. It seemed that what Antili said was almost true.
Some members of the Chester family still survived, and the reason for their extinction was not some bullshit fire.
Since Dahl has the blood of a tamer, it doesn't seem surprising that the wolves are close to him.
"Tell me in detail what the leader looked like when you saw him!"
Dahl held the injured man's shoulder and he looked a little excited.
However, at this moment, the wound on the man's chest suddenly cracked open. The flesh and blood that had obviously healed under the effect of the healing spell suddenly cracked open, and purple-black mucus surged in it.
The injured person fell to the ground with a "bang". The pastor nearby rushed over to rescue him, but similar scenes kept happening.
The healed wound reopened, and everyone was in a panic for a while.
“.”
Dal stood silently by the side. There was no need to ask any more questions. The injuries of these people were the best proof. The surging purple-black mucus was the most conspicuous feature of that guy.
This mucus can cause wounds to recur and never heal, and the only way to deal with it is to suck it out before it gets deeper into the body.
But these injured people have been delayed for too long and are now terminally ill.
The enemy that only existed in distant memory appeared beside him in an unexpected way!
He subconsciously touched his left arm, held down a priest and told him about the slime, then turned and left under the other's confused gaze.
The city of Val is in the southwest, the demon attack took place in the southwest, and his wolf pack is also in the southwest!
Even though he could infer from what the injured said that the demon attack took place closer to Val City, he was still worried about the farm.
"Hey, little brother, I'll go with you,"
Roger naturally understood what Dahl was thinking and followed him immediately.
People passing by along the way were discussing the demon attack, and an anxious atmosphere was brewing.
Run, run, sprint
After leaving Bed City, Dal displayed unprecedented speed. He ran like a mad wolf!
Roger was out of breath and couldn't catch up, so he simply cast a mid-level speed-enhancing magic [Wind Walk] on the opponent, making Dal's running figure even more blurred.
"No, I can't run anymore,"
As expected of a weak magician, he slumped on the ground and muttered to himself:
"Actually, I should have told him. There's no need to run so fast. Antili did something to his wolf pack."
When Dahl finally returned to the farm, he smelled a strong smell of blood.
However, this time there was no fierce-looking but actually stupid female fire dragon to mislead him. The farm was empty and in a mess.
Suspicious bloodstains were scattered everywhere, having dried for some time. There were also messy flesh, fur, broken ground and buildings, as if this place had experienced a great war.
The air was filled with a smell that Dahl wanted to stay away from at all costs—the stench of demons.
No, no, no, it can't be such a coincidence. Why would this happen to me again?
His face turned pale as he staggered towards the farmhouse where the smell of blood was the strongest.
Think about it in a positive way. What if his wolf pack escaped before being attacked by the demons? Maybe no one would be hurt.
But the blood spilled on the ground was not that of the demons, which shattered Dal's fantasy.
He walked to the door of the farmhouse and stretched out his trembling hand, but before he could touch it, the tightly closed door collapsed.
The blood and energy surged like a sea of blood and corpses, just like hell. The farmhouse was a blood-red scene.
“Ah!”
He heard a faint cry, and looked over to see a wolf cub huddled in the straw, shivering.
Great, there are still wolves alive——
As soon as Dahl stepped into the farmhouse, he suddenly stopped.
Because in the dim building, several tall figures were sitting together eating raw meat and drinking blood.
Dark grey fur, a sturdy body, sharp claws, and a deformed skull.
It's a werewolf!
A total of four werewolves were tearing apart a humanoid body, stuffing clumps of flesh into their mouths and feasting on them.
The wolves were trembling in the corner of the farmhouse and looking helplessly at Dahl. They were like lambs to be slaughtered.
Dahl gradually calmed down and picked up the pitchfork beside him.
There are four werewolves, but they look very thin and don't have explosive muscles like normal werewolves. Maybe I can defeat them.
Is it just a possibility?
He suddenly thought of the old wolf Fran. If he had been able to bravely accept the wolf's blood at that time, would it not only be "possible" but "definitely possible" today?
Lack of strength is so helpless and regrettable.
If I can save my wolf pack this time, I will definitely accept the wolf blood and gain strength!
Dahl quickly simulated the tactics in his mind and rushed forward with a pitchfork in hand.
"Oh?"
The werewolves heard the noise and turned their heads, only to meet Dal with a determined look in his eyes. They rushed over waving their claws!
Dal's eyes focused and he stabbed at the throat of the werewolf that pounced first. This was a sure hit!
However.
He stabbed the air, and it seemed as if the werewolf's head disappeared into thin air.
"ah?"
A weight came from his chest and he was thrown to the ground. The fishy smell from the wolf's mouth made his mind confused.
How did you avoid it? Why did you avoid it?
Because the werewolf turned into a smaller wolf in an instant!
Looking at the sharp teeth in front of him, Dahl planned to make a final struggle. He grabbed the wolf's mouth.
However, the latter licked the palm of his hand.
"?"
The familiar feeling made Dahl stunned. He looked at the wolf that pounced on him and suddenly felt that the other party looked a little familiar.
"Pointy Head?" He called out the name of the wolf in surprise.
"Woo!" The wolf named Pointy-head called out excitedly and rubbed against Dal's chest, looking very happy.
Dahl's brain froze. He looked around and saw that the other three werewolves had turned into familiar faces.
"Missing front teeth, starry eyes, and a short tail"
Dahl felt that the world had become magical.
"How did you become werewolves?"
At this moment, a small bag slipped out of his pocket, as if hinting at something.
That was the item Antiri gave him—Experience Candy M from the Pokémon world.
(End of this chapter)
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