The Sons of Domon that just appeared are a much weakened and degraded version of the form Griffith has seen before. They have strong stealth capabilities and are very cunning, but their attack, speed, and defense have all been greatly reduced.
weaken.
If this thing has any value, it is probably placed in densely populated areas to cause casualties and spread panic through large-scale attacks on civilians. However, judging from the strength these monsters have just shown, they are not enough to compete with the official
Regular Beyonders and the Army.
After Griffith chased him into the sewer, he lit a lantern he was carrying.
Beyeland has planned complex municipal facilities since its establishment, and important towns like Bremi Town have also built underground pipelines and reservoirs. Today, it has become a very large underground world.
In the middle of the sewer is a knee-deep sewage river, with stone paths a few steps wide on both sides. The structure is very similar to the sewer structure in Canaan, but it is narrower and dirtier.
This is where homeless people and criminals in the city live. On cold winter nights, these people have nowhere to go but to huddle in dark corners.
Griffith walked dozens of meters along the stone bank and found that the space suddenly opened up. The waterway he just passed connected to an arched hall, and the columns supporting the top had become uneven due to years of corrosion. From
From a structural point of view, this should be a reservoir built by the city hall a long time ago. After it was abandoned, the walls were dug out and connected to the sewage pipes.
The terrain here is higher, there is less water accumulation, the surrounding ground is drier, and the odor is less severe.
All in all, it's a good place for homeless people to gather, and there should be a lot of talented people there.
The flame of the lantern illuminated the water surface, and the gurgling water seemed to be covered with something, like the expanded and separated milk skin of freshly heated milk, but the color was extremely dark.
Griffith condensed an ice gun, carefully picked up the floating objects, and examined them in the blurred light.
It was a brown-black film, very thin, like the skin of something, stuck together from the front to the back. Griffith shook it off and saw that there were clumps of hair on the skin, and he looked closely at the wrinkle lines.
Below, there are clearly human facial features.
Griffith was also shocked by this disgusting horror scene. Thinking of the son of Domon transformed from the demon hunter Diaz, one can't help but think that these monsters may have the power to transform their kind from human flesh.
.
If this is the case, these monsters are as capable of rapid expansion as a zombie tide.
Griffith took a few more steps forward. There was an open space at the end of the hall, with tattered pieces of cloth scattered on the ground, and two men lying on the ground. Their faces were crushed by terrible force, and their eyeballs and gums were smashed.
It fell off from his face, and the remaining hole was still leaking blood. In the dim light, Griffith found sticky meat scraps falling on the ground. At the corner a few steps away, there was a huge black shadow making a chirping sound.
The sound of soothing.
Griffith was about to shoot the thing, but it suddenly sensed the danger, jumped forward, and soon disappeared into the darkness.
At this moment, Griffith heard a slight gasp. He followed the sound and found more citizens in a corner. They were still alive, but most of them were stained with blood clots, and they were all stunned.
Looking at the ground, he was completely unaware of Griffith's existence.
"I am officer Beyelan. Citizens, follow me and I will escort you out."
Griffith shouted once, but most of these people did not respond. They just looked at him with stiff and twisted eyes. It was obvious that their sanity was damaged by extreme fear.
"Knight?" A familiar voice came from the crowd, like Tina's voice, but as weak as a candle in the wind.
After discovering the person he was looking for, Griffith immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Anyone who can move will follow me and leave here."
As he spoke, he activated his blood energy. The hot and vigorous breath spread, making everyone present feel refreshed. In the dark, it seemed that a cold shackles were being dissolved, and the desire to survive defeated the fear, making everyone feel excited.
They can stand up.
Tina felt that she suddenly had some strength and stood up unsteadily. She was surprised and couldn't believe this magical power, but she still grabbed the knight's arm and said: "There are many of them, and they will come back at any time."
"Leave these things to me to worry about." Griffith picked up a few people from the ground and led them on their way back and forth. There were still many people who were still wandering slowly and stiffly as if they had lost their souls.
Griffith couldn't care less about this. He wasn't afraid of monsters in the dark, but that didn't mean that ordinary people here weren't afraid. As long as the Son of Domon attacked from nearby, the frightened citizens could only wait for death. He could only carry it.
Pick up two slowly moving people and lead them towards the exit, then turn back to help others.
"They suddenly came out of the ground, grabbed us and dragged us here," Tina said, taking some people in better condition and supporting each other to follow. "I saw the monsters eating some people, and then using others to hatch their own
similar."
Tina's sanity is quite high. In this situation, she took the initiative to explain the situation to me. She is indeed a good candidate... Griffith nodded: "The army will arrive soon."
Griffith led these people back to the ground, and the sound of neat footsteps could be heard in the distance. Continuous firelight appeared at the street entrance.
Bremi Town is also within the scope of the curfew. Although the nearby city defense forces may have been attacked and had no time to support and take action, the more powerful garrison force will be vigilant and take action anyway after Griffith demolished the second floor.
.
Seeing the army approaching, some of the frightened survivors suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Their hands and feet were already weak due to fear, and they relied solely on their desire to survive to escape back to the ground. Now, as soon as they relaxed, they were like mud.
go limp
"Everyone gather together and don't get separated," Griffith ordered, then pulled Tina over and stuffed a bag of money, "From now on, you work for me."
"Ah?" The receptionist didn't respond for a moment.
"A battle may break out here at any time, and there is even greater danger. You have to be careful. When the situation stabilizes, you can collect news for me around Beyeland. What are the parliament, wizards and wealthy businessmen from other provinces doing, talking about, and who?"
Who are you walking around with?"
Tina weighed the full money bag and immediately replied: "I can find waiters and coachmen, they know these big shots best."
"That's good. After you collect the information, write to me. Larmore House will tell me the address." Griffith gave his contact information, explained a few words, and prepared to return to the sewers to rescue more people.
Come up.
"Understood," Tina thought for a moment and asked another question, "All this money is given to me and I can do whatever I want?"
The use and auditing of intelligence funds~ This is really a difficult problem... Griffith has no time to implement this, so he can only nod: "It's up to you."
…
After returning to the sewers, Griffith immediately went to look for the citizens who had not followed him just now.
However, this time, before he even got close to the survivors' hiding place, a strong smell of blood hit his nostrils.
The slightly warm blood makes the sewer feel like you have walked into a slaughterhouse. There is even a strange slippery and greasy feeling on the cold ground.
Griffith looked down and found that he was stepping on a blur of internal organs. The broken corpses were piled up randomly, and the wounds were obviously cut with sharp instruments, and the smoothness was shocking.
The closer you get to the corner where the survivors are hiding, the more tragic the scene becomes. On the uneven walls, intestines and organs are hanging on the corners, making it look like hell in the shadows.
Griffith was shocked. He had only left with people for a few minutes, but the scene was already so terrifying.
In the deepest part of the underground hall, fresh white bones that had just been peeled off from the flesh and veins were piled up into a crazy symbol, like words and a huge eye. There was even a hint of abnormal evil.
It's so sublime that it makes people want to kneel down and surrender!
"Warning, level 6 psychic ripples have been detected," the bone ring prompted at the same time, "a certain ritual is being started."
When he first encountered the Son of Domon, Griffith was speculating on who had arranged these monsters, and whether there were other chosen people or forces that took advantage of the monster's crazy life characteristics. However, after seeing this amazing scene
, he was almost certain that this was a ceremony arranged by Naira, the hand of God who weaves life in the virtual world.
When Griffith saw the bone ceremony, an invisible storm suddenly howled loudly, almost blowing him to the point where he could not stand upright. Then, the bones piled up in strange shapes began to disintegrate and collapse.
, turned into fine powdery dregs in an instant, and was blown away by the wind.
This has gone beyond the level of tactics and has some mystical characteristics.
"What the hell is this?" Griffith asked.
"Together with the spiritual energy nodes in the virtual realm," Bone Ring said, "Minos detected a large number of similar spiritual energy signals appearing nearby. A certain high-level spiritual life form completed the sacrifice, initiated the ritual, and completed the meeting with a specific target.
Interaction.”
"Specific target?" Griffith was surprised to find that it was not directed at him, "Who could it be?"
…
Outside Bremi Town, by the window of Sanssouci Palace.
Prince Commodus looked out the window. In the distance that he could see, the town of Bremi, where senators, parliamentarians and representatives from other provinces gathered, was panicking amid bursts of commotion.
Several knights and a group of guards and attendants pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the fully armed prince, he asked respectfully:
"Your Highness, we have detected a powerful psychic signal, which may come from a powerful chosen one. Do you want to take action?"
The prince turned around and shook his head: "The sacrifice of the Chosen One has been accelerated, and the second stage will come early.
"I'll be leaving here soon. Steiner, Wink, Busse, stay here while the others go out."