Arthur kept rolling to relieve the burning pain in his body. Compared to Jace and Saparo, Arthur was in a worse condition after being bitten by a rat with eyes on his back and a mouth on his abdomen. These mutated rats did not know what force they were affected by.
, can actually get into the corpses and control their movements. Nighthawk fixed Arthur and squeezed Arthur's legs hard, and black blood flowed out of Arthur's legs. Before the poisonous blood penetrated Arthur's body, Nighthawk
The eagle wanted to amputate Arthur's lower leg.
"Arthur, you have to recover quickly. These mice mutate faster than I imagined. If you don't leave here quickly, I don't know what will happen. I caught a mouse for testing just after I separated from you. In the dark, its
In addition to blood vessels, human eyes surprisingly appeared in the body in a short period of time..."
"Nighthawk! Don't mention your research results. I was just bitten by a human-faced mouse." Arthur, who was sweating all over, closed his eyes and concentrated. Every time he regained some elemental power, it would be consumed by other factors. The two elements in his body
The three elements are used alternately. The thunder element is used to always guard against dangers around you, and the wood element is used to treat wounds and toxins: "You are not injured, right? Hold my hand, I can help you recover."
"I'm pretty good. If you can help me grow an arm, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life." Nighthawk waved his amputated arm under the fur, and then looked back at the mice with human faces that kept trying to rush out.
The crack in the wall: "Okay, how do you get in now? Can you still use witchcraft? I remember you have a witchcraft that can explode in a small area, right?"
Arthur weighed the remaining elemental power in his body: "Once, is one time enough for you to find what you want?" Nighthawk's beard trembled slightly. In fact, it discovered something the first time it entered the crack in the wall with Saparo.
, but was surrounded and interrupted by intruding soldiers. In order to prevent more soldiers from interfering, Nighthawk and Sapalo had to withdraw from the gap in the wall to regroup. However, they encountered the movement of the bunker and the invasion of rats. Nighthawk raised the corners of his mouth, and it was dark.
Her lips reflected a confident light under the firelight: "Once? I originally planned to throw you in to feed the mice and then find Wozkama's location in thirty seconds. Since you said there is one more chance, that's enough.
Come on, little devil, go for it."
...
"Are you ready?" Nighthawk waved his mutilated arm, and then trampled to death the human-faced mouse at his feet that was trying to bite him. The usual Arthur gesture was ready, and he was always aiming at the group of mice gathering in the cracks in the wall.
The light behind him was much darker than five minutes ago. Even if Arthur's eyesight was better than ordinary people, it was difficult to see clearly how many corpses had become dolls of human-faced mice. Thinking of those corpses that had been chewed by mice until they were no longer human-like.
Standing in a twisted posture in the darkness, waiting for them. Arthur couldn't help but shudder. Compared with the childhood shadow that the orcs had on him, these human-faced mice gave Arthur far more fear than the orcs.
The nighthawk with the ability of night vision roared and drove the mouse back into the dark shadow on the other side of the crack in the wall. He nodded lightly to Arthur. Arthur immediately understood. The remaining thunder elemental power was concentrated in the center of his palm and raised to aim.
Then static electricity detonated in the air, and many human-faced mice were also ejected by the recoil force of the seventh scale. Arthur almost knelt on the ground after losing his elemental power. Nighthawk hugged Arthur and rushed into the crack in the wall. One person and one wolf.
You don't know what's going on in the darkness between the walls. You can't see how many rats and corpses there are with the naked eye. This is what Nighthawk mentioned before about his desperate efforts.
Nighthawk howled and squeezed sideways into the narrow gap in the wall. Arthur was scratched by the wall and had many wounds, but he had no time to adjust. The wind barrier and bloody smell caused by Nighthawk running with all his strength made Arthur unable to open his eyes.
However, the impact of the sonic boom caused by the septet scale still helped Nighthawk a lot. The difference between Nighthawk and Arthur is that Nighthawk has excellent night vision ability. Arthur has difficulty seeing the road under his feet when the light weakens, while
Nighthawk was not affected at all. After a few small jumps and flips, Arthur could smell the disgusting smell of corpses getting stronger and stronger. Was he near a corpse pit?
The roar of the nighthawk gradually weakened, and Arthur also changed from being held by the nighthawk with one hand to being led by the nighthawk's wolf tail. Now Arthur can only feel that the nighthawk is resisting something with one hand, but he can't do anything.
." Arthur, we found it! Opposite the corpse pit! Some of the bricks there fell for some reason, and a path was exposed from the wall behind. Two steps ahead of you is the corpse pit, which is about four meters wide. You can jump by yourself.
Past?"
The tightly curled wolf tail loosened, and Arthur could not see anything clearly in the dark except for the red-eyed human-faced mouse. This was related to the fact that he had not supplemented his nutrition, and his vision was getting worse and worse. Arthur gasped for breath
He slapped away the human-faced rats flying around him, stretched out his legs in the direction Nighthawk told him to check the distance, and determined how far the corpse pit was from him. After Arthur took a deep breath, he jumped up to four meters high in two steps.
The distance is nothing to his current physical fitness. The point is that he can't judge the distance in the dark. He still remembers that the first thing he saw when he came in was a brick wall opposite the corpse pit. It seemed that he had
Random attacks opened new paths.
He can only leave Nighthawk behind. Arthur fully believes in Nighthawk's strength. These mice and corpses can't stop this werewolf who is born to fight. Just like Jace and the previous captain Buchlington, Arthur
With the accuracy to judge the strength of his companions, Arthur can judge when to trust his companions and when to risk his life to help them.
Bang. Arthur hit the remaining brick wall. The reaction speed cultivated by his characteristics allowed Arthur to reach out his right hand in time to grab the protruding edge of the ground to prevent himself from falling into the corpse pit. Arthur's arms kept shaking, and he gritted his teeth and pulled out his left hand.
He reached up and hooked the edge of the ground, and used both arms to push himself to safety. Arthur searched from top to bottom for the hole after the brick wall fell. The roar of the nighthawk behind him was much lower, and Arthur got into the aisle.
At the same moment, several loud noises were heard from behind, and then his body was knocked to the ground by the giant wolf.
Nighthawk lay on the ground and coughed violently. Arthur held his waist and stood up while rubbing the corners of his eyes, but his right eye was covered by the fishy-smelling liquid on his hand. Is this... blood? Mine is still...
..I just hit the wall, it was Nighthawk's. Arthur leaned over and put his hand on Nighthawk's back. Except for slight breathing and coughing, Nighthawk made no other movements. Arthur gritted his teeth and put his hand
Putting it on Nighthawk's back, as the wood elemental power was slowly injected into Nighthawk's body, Arthur slowly discovered that he couldn't feel the existence of his right toes.
Has it started to collapse... Arthur gritted his teeth to bear the noise of the electric light balls and vines in his mind again. Words that wanted to occupy Arthur's body filled Arthur's mind. Nighthawk's cough became quieter and fluctuated violently.
His body also calmed down, and while the left side of Arthur's face began to turn into ashes, Nighthawk sat up and leaned against the wall of the aisle: "Stop, Arthur, do you want to turn into ashes? I am an orc, and I will be there in a while.
It will recover."
Arthur showed a wry smile. Compared to the collapse after excessive use of elemental power, Arthur had already restrained himself after the collapse and did not let the elemental power used at the expense of his body be too much and turn himself into ashes. Now that he thinks about it,
The reason why I was able to recover after my first collapse was probably because of the weak wood elemental power in my body.
The nighthawk didn't wait for Arthur's reply. In the darkness, it saw that Arthur had lost three-fifths of the right side of his face, not to mention how much he had lost on his right leg that was squatting at his side and his hidden right hand.
.I underestimated those corpses controlled by human-faced rats. Their painlessness made them almost impossible to defeat, so the power that I was proud of was nothing in front of corpses and human-faced rats.
Those rats with human eyes and human mouths look disgusting. If you have the chance to encounter rat orcs again in the future, you should stay away!
"Okay, don't stop... Nighthawk, don't worry about me. It would be a good thing for us if we could find a way to move this bunker. I know how serious the injury you just suffered, and we all need time to rest.
.." Arthur tried to stand up and then staggered against the wall. His voice was weak and low. The collapse and mental pressure made Arthur's eyes keep rolling. Now if he is attacked by the Man-Faced Rats again, he will soon
It will become meat for rats.
"I know, but I have a bad premonition. Before, we were driven and stopped by soldiers even when we approached the corpse pit. Now there is no resistance for the two of us even when we get here. I used to think that Wozkama released these rats to let us
The speed of fighting each other has increased. It seems that these rats are variables. I would like to say how the rats mutate so fast. It is because of the interference of the power of the old gods who have been dead for who knows how long. "
Nighthawk picked up Arthur and continued walking along the passage. Silence did not slow Arthur's deterioration. Arthur gritted his teeth and ignored the voices in his mind. Without the assistance of wood elemental power, his body was still turning into ashes. In the passage
After a hundred-meter-high step appeared inside, Nighthawk stopped. The thick smell of blood made Arthur look up at the darkness ahead. The surrounding walls were made of various corpses and internal organs, and blood dripped from the top of his head.
Falling, in Nighthawk's eyes, hundreds of corpses of soldiers in brown military uniforms were hanging in various postures in all directions. There was a corpse closest to Arthur with a mouth that was 30 centimeters long and was torn into pieces hanging upside down from the ceiling.
superior.
And further away, there are countless gears and knobs. This is undoubtedly the core location of the bunker's movement. However, the seat sitting in the center of the flesh wall is not the Wozkama they thought, but hundreds of human faces.
The body of the rat king with a human face and Wozkama's hooked tail was hung on the high ceiling by several blood vessels like a puppet show.