Chapter 310 Maggots, Maggots, Maggots (Cryptophobia Alert)
Zombies are the most basic monsters and are basically the first enemy that every novice adventurer challenges.
Because the conditions for the formation of this kind of monster are simple, it can be born in any remote place, and once it appears, it will appear in a large group and can survive longer than goblins.
Moreover, it is also very simple to modify, and is deeply loved by necromancers. If you want to make a zombie with certain attributes, such as ice or fire, just add them. If it is not suitable, the zombie will die silently on its own.
In general, you can just think of zombies as a magical version of zombies, but they are basically not contagious. The probability of being infected by zombies and turning into a zombie is probably higher than the probability of poisoning yourself to death by throwing a feces pot.
Although people always think that Sean's zombies are different from those in the outside world, and seem to be more intelligent? But the weak chickens with the same strength are the type that cannot cause heavy bleeding when they are attacked from the corner. Those who are attacked have to laugh and silently say:
"Thank you, kind Thane."
After the bearded man said this, he cut off the thigh of the zombie in front of him with a knife. When the zombie fell to the ground, he stepped on its head and crushed it. His movements were so smooth that people who didn't know him would think he had studied on the Ishimura.
"Very good, these guys are not strong. If we keep calm, they can all be killed. Pah, I mean kill them all." The bearded man hesitated, feeling that what he just said seemed a little unlucky.
The pale zombies noticed the movement here and staggered towards the people of the Bone-piercing Team. These zombies were thin and dry, and looked very weak. They would stagger after taking a few steps. They could probably be knocked down by a child. Their only advantage was that they perfectly matched the horror atmosphere of the cemetery and could bring psychological pressure to people.
There are many tombstones arranged randomly in the cemetery, each of which is extremely hard and completely indestructible. These tombstones are combined together to divide the cemetery into narrow paths, in which zombies wander slowly, and adventurers may chop the tombstones if they are not careful. Flying knives are secondary, and the damage to weapons is the most distressing.
The Guza Squad adjusted their formation according to Fingerly's suggestion, but the bearded man walked to the front to show his activeness, wielding a big knife to kill the zombies, looking very majestic.
There were many zombies, but they were very weak. The ranger's arrows could directly penetrate two of them. Everyone looked like they were enjoying the killing. One assassin's dagger was so strong that the blade broke.
The blade is broken? Doesn't that mean it's been overused?
At this time, someone finally noticed something was wrong and turned to the bearded man and said:
"Boss Tus, something is wrong here. It seems like there is no way we can kill all the monsters!"
They could never kill them all. Every time they killed a zombie, new ones would crawl out from under some tombstones.
Even though this group of zombies is very weak and has not been able to break the adventurers' defenses so far, it is not okay to keep wasting time like this.
"Use magic, scattering type of magic." said Bearded Tus.
"good!"
The magician in the team immediately began to chant. In this state, he could only walk slowly. At the same time, his companions spontaneously attracted the zombies to the surroundings, making them gather together.
A ball of rich blue magic flew into the sky after being released by the magician, and then scattered like raindrops of magic that shot towards the group of zombies.
This is the magic from the royal family of Kalia [Magic Power from Heaven].
"I haven't used this magic much since I got it. The range is too large but the damage is limited," the magician said to himself, "I didn't expect it to be quite useful here."
Although the killing power of the magic power from the sky is limited, it is enough to deal with the more fragile zombies.
After clearing out all the zombies gathered around them in one go, the Bone-Breaking Squad rushed in all at once before new zombies opened their coffins, never forgetting to maintain their formation.
"Not bad," Fingri, who was observing from outside the cemetery, smiled and said to his companions, "Does it seem like you are seeing our past selves?"
"Let's go quickly." With every step Matilda took, the armor made a heavy collision sound, and the armor shone as if it was brand new. It was obvious that she cherished this equipment very much and took good care of it on a daily basis.
She looked down at the newly appeared zombies, picked up one at random and smashed it around, brandishing it as if it were a weapon, killing many zombies in the blink of an eye.
"Why do these small monsters appear in the Thane Dungeon?"
Judging from the sound, Matilda should be unhappy now. She held the zombie's head close to her, wanting to observe carefully what was so worth creating about this weak monster.
In the past few days, she has seen many monsters that "bring surprises" to people in the Senn dungeon, so it is normal and natural for her to look forward to the new monsters in the Deep Cathedral.
But besides their fast production speed, are there any other highlights of these zombies?
"Wait a moment."
She wanted to crush the zombie's head, but she suddenly saw something.
The zombie's jaw was smashed, revealing a dark throat, and something seemed to be wriggling inside.
Creep?
Her adventurous instinct made her throw the zombie out quickly, but she was still a step too late.
The motto of the Sen Dungeon is that if you see something wrong, don't hide, because if you can see that thing, it means you have been tricked.
"Ahem!"
The zombie retched violently, and dirty yellow smoke and yellow-green pus burst out at the same time. The stench was overwhelming, and the poison was drilling into the armor through the gaps!
This is nothing. Matilda's armor has built-in wind magic and magic barrier, which can clean the air and block poisonous gas, but -
Several white maggots were crawling and wriggling around in the peephole of her helmet, looking as anxious as a child who was suddenly thrown out of his home by his parents.
An unknown type of mucus flowed down from the insect's body, leaving several bright "water marks" on the helmet in the blink of an eye.
Not only the helmet, but also her body was covered with a lot of it.
“.”
The air fell into silence. The pretty face under the helmet froze, and her eyes met the maggot lying on the helmet.
The latter tried his best to spray a mouthful of mucus into her eyes.
“Ahhh!”
How can one describe the extent of Matilda's anger?
Let’s take a look at the tombstone.
The hardness of the tombstones here is the same as that of the Shooting Avenue tombstones in the big cemetery. Ordinary people cannot damage them. At this moment, under Matilda's almost crazy actions, the surrounding tombstones were all shattered. The last person who could do this was Japar.
"Hey, calm down, don't scare the younger generation!" Fingri said this, but he didn't dare to go over to persuade them to stop fighting. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned to look at Alayya, who stretched out her little hand and gave a thumbs up.
The two people's meaning was very clear, Sean was still the disgusting Sean.
There were still a few zombies that had not been cleaned up. Fingri was about to take action and had already drawn his sword and walked over, only to see the zombies suddenly bent over in pain.
The maggots mixed with poison that were just spat at Matilda seemed to be a signal gun for the start. The zombies that Fingree was facing raised their heads without warning and instantly spat out yellow mist and maggots all over the sky.
"Tsk, I don't want to get involved."
Fingri's double swords danced with light, blocking the maggots while retreating rapidly, which looked seamless.
But the unbearable stench still penetrated into the nose. It was hard to describe what the smell was like, but it gave people the feeling that the Fran Fortress was a paradise compared to here.
His brain suddenly felt as if it was being played by dozens of big men. For a moment, he almost rolled his eyes. When he slowed down his movements, maggots fell all over his body.
Adventurers of their level have already trained their physical strength and resistance to various abnormal conditions to a level beyond the limits of ordinary people. For example, the poisonous fog of the zombies just now was basically ineffective against him, but...
No one would deliberately train themselves to tolerate bad smells, right?
"Cough cough cough, Alayya, come on, fresh air!" Fingerly retched immediately. He wanted fresh air more than the bugs on his body.
A series of gloating laughter came from inside the scarecrow. Several strange plants grew out of the scarecrow's left arm, expanded and exploded, and the air instantly became fresh. Hundreds of straws stretched out from the right arm and instantly swept away the maggots on Fingerly's body.
"Huh, I'm finally alive."
Fingerly took a deep breath of the fresh air, his complexion gradually improved, and he was so moved as if he had received a blessing from God, but after a while he started to laugh again.
"It's the dungeon again. I haven't been this embarrassed for a long time when adventuring on the surface. Now I feel like I've returned to the time when I first became an adventurer."
"You came here to reminisce about your childhood?" Alayya retracted her arm, suddenly said "Huh?", pointed at Fingri and said:
"You have wounds on your body."
"Wounds are the glory of manliness."
"Pah, who is talking nonsense to you? Just look down and you will know."
Fingri looked down, and his originally smiling expression gradually sank. Then he closed his eyes in pain with a "gao" and kept saying, "Hurry up and save me, I don't want to see!"
He was injured, and it was not an ordinary injury.
The exposed arms, chest and a series of places where the maggots had just nested were now covered with tiny holes.
The hole was very small and looked like a maggot bite. For some reason, the blood kept flowing. This level of injury would not have attracted anyone's attention.
Unless there are too many of them.
It was so densely packed, this time it was really densely packed, his body was covered with blood holes that would make people with trypophobia die on the spot at the first sight!
Even though Fingri was not a trypophobic, he was so disgusted that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Okay, then I will use magic to heal you?" Alayya said in a long tone.
Fingri shuddered and took a step back. "Wait, I suddenly remembered that I have a healing potion on me. I can just apply it myself. Don't bother with that."
"Hmph." Alayya snorted in dissatisfaction.
The small and dense blood holes made him feel physically uncomfortable to touch. After so many years of adventuring, Fingri hadn't felt so disgusted for a long time. Besides wanting to vomit, he also felt a little excited.
"etc."
As he was painting, he suddenly thought of something and shouted "Oh no!" He walked around Matilda who was destroying things and ran towards the depths of the cemetery.
These maggots are obviously not ordinary bugs. They drink human blood and eat human flesh, and can also cause wounds that bleed profusely. This group of zombies is not as harmless as they think!
So the Guzha team is in danger!
Just as Fingerly climbed around a pile of tombstones and reached the upper level of the cemetery, his movements suddenly stopped.
There was no other reason, it was simply because the scene before him was so artistic that he couldn't help but stop because he was struck by the beauty.
The Guza team is fighting against monsters other than zombies, three [Gravekeepers]. Their flexible mobility and ruthless dual swords show that they are quite a tough enemy.
But Fingerly's focus is not here, but on "Bearded" Tuss.
He was confronting a zombie. It might not be correct to say that they were confronting each other, it would be better to say that they were hugging each other.
Hundreds of maggots crawled out of the zombie's stomach. The white worms squirmed and tumbled. Under the control of a mysterious force, a human figure with only the upper body was formed in the zombie's abdomen. It looked extremely curious.
And now, Tus, whose body was covered with bugs, was being tightly grasped by the twisted human figure and could do nothing but tremble.
From Fingerly's perspective, it looked like a couple in love hugging and kissing each other passionately, regardless of worldly gazes.
At this moment, Fingerly realized.
He understood why the Sen Dungeon had set up this kind of zombie monster in the cemetery.
“It turns out this is purely to disgust people.”
Fingri's dissipated mental power doubled.
(End of this chapter)
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