Some of the flavors like canned herring.

Luther carried a kerosene lamp and began to search for the lobby area of ​​the villa.

This is the second villa searched today.

From some known clues, he inferred the area where the Hermann disciples' activities were active.

Located in a villa area on West Street.

Luther had already investigated around him in advance.

Most of the nobles and merchants who originally lived here have moved away.

As for the reason, you can think of it with your toes.

They got news in advance that the blood plague would spread.

However, it was precisely because they moved away that this place might have become the place for the gathering of the group of Hermann disciples.

Luther searched very carefully, and he tried to find some traces of human survival.

But it's a pity.

Except for dust and spider webs.

He didn't find anything worth paying attention to.

Even...

wrong!

Something is wrong!

here!

Quiet a bit too quiet!

Luther came to his senses.

He discovered the biggest difference between this villa and the one he searched before.

It's too quiet here!

Normally, houses that have not lived in humans for a period of time will be occupied by some insects and mice and animals.

But here, there is nothing!

Apart from the taste of canned herring!

There must be a problem here!

A black tentacle suddenly stretched out from the shadow behind Luther, and it tried to drill into Luther's heart.

Luther suddenly turned around, he lifted the kerosene lamp and looked around.

There is nothing behind me.

His eyebrows frowned. He clearly felt a dangerous aura that suddenly appeared behind him.

After the sword fighting technique reached lv8, he had more instinctive perception of danger.

But now, there is nothing behind you?

This is obviously abnormal.

Weird place!

Luther glanced at the stairs.

Why don't you go up and take a look?

Thinking of this in his heart, he pulled out his short sword from his waist and walked slowly towards the stairs.

Click!

despair!

despair!

despair!

Just as Luther was about to walk up the stairs, a series of sounds of objects falling came from the stairs.

He looked upwards.

I saw a few glass marbles rolling down the steps.

In the dim light, he could vaguely see some interesting things from the reflecting surfaces of these glasses, hiding in the shadows behind him.

A smile appeared on Luther's face.

The swollen teacher has slept for several nights, so are he still afraid of a few sticky tentacles?

Even if you are scary, you have to do it more decent.

However, when one of his feet stepped on the steps, the sound of heavy objects colliding suddenly came from the stairs.

This time, he quickly took two steps back and left the stairs area.

Two men in gray robes rolled down to the ground.

Or, it can no longer be said to be human.

When Luther saw that they were getting up, the spine and head were dislocated, and the dagger in his hand had already slashed forward.

With the continuous kick and chop, he quickly cut the two strange creatures into sticks and kicked them into the corner.

Because it is not clear whether there are fragments of the Stone of the Blight on them, Luther is ready to try it after finishing the strange existence in this villa.

Stepping onto the steps again, the tentacles seemed to have retreated, and Luther arrived at the second floor smoothly.

At the same moment, the exclamation mark in the upper left corner of his vision suddenly flashed.

【Attacked by blood plague】

【Successful waiver】

The system's continuous prompts kept browsing the screen in his field of vision.

Withdrawing his consciousness, he focused on the floor in front of him.

Almost covered with black mucus all over the floor.

Through the light, Luther could vaguely see some small bugs in the mucus squirming desperately.

"This thing? Is that oil?"

While Luther was in a tummy heart, he took out a box of matches from his pocket.

"I don't know if it can be burned?"

Bang!

After the match was lit, he threw it onto the layer of black mucus.

The flames suddenly started to burn.

In a blink of an eye, a light blue fireflies filled the floor.

During this period, it also floated out of the floor with the smell of burning feathers, which was the smell of protein burning.

Luther followed the direction of the flames burning, carrying a kerosene lamp and rushed over there.

He didn't know when the tentacles would attack again, but he had to hurry up.

......

The light blue candlelight was still burning in the room.

Above the strange runes on the ground, a group of people who had been dead for a long time were upside down.

Luther looked at everything in front of him in silence.

Finally, he turned his attention to a man in black robe. The clothes he wore were the most unique, and his status should be more special among these people.

And in his abdominal cavity, there was a dark black pit, and the inside of the pit had patellar.

Something should have existed there, but now it is gone.

Luther walked to him and turned him over.

He lifted the hood on his head and brought the kerosene lamp closer, and then he could see clearly what he looked like.

A pale and panic-like face. Although the facial features on his face had been distorted and deformed, Luther still recognized him with his ability to recognize him.

"Old John?"

He was a little surprised.

Old John is a famous local goat milk merchant.

The goat milk produced by his sheep is quite sweet. Luther had bought goat milk at his house several times before.

"You really shouldn't behave like a person!"
To be continued...