Griffith's scalp felt numb for a while, and he looked at the object picked up from the branch again to confirm that his judgment was correct.
Some kind of man-eating monster has invaded the roads into and out of Canaan.
Following the water flow that brought this human skin, Griffith gradually went deep into the dark sewer. At the corner in front, light blue mist was steaming, adding a bit of strangeness to the deep darkness.
.
This is the light mist, the underground magic energy network that transmits magic power to the ends of Canaan's twigs, and the diffraction phenomenon caused by the interaction between the dispersed energy and particles in the air.
Following the path of light mist, Griffith found a flat land above the water.
This is a large piece of dry ground, with torn tents and blankets scattered on the ground. Grooves have been dug into the walls, and brass kerosene lamps are placed. Black messy footprints and drag marks extend into the black
in water.
Pots, bowls, kettles, rifles and daggers were scattered on the ground. A fierce fight had taken place at the scene, and some smelly unknown liquid was left hanging on the objects.
It seemed that this was a temporary camp, probably the camp of the Confederate agents responsible for the response... Griffith immediately started searching and found a diary among the debris.
The author of the diary did not leave his name, but the elegant cowhide cover and paper, as well as the broken new muskets in the debris pile, all indicate the identity of the author.
【Log 1】
“The swamp here is eerily quiet.
“Before setting off, we were told that the poor people living in the sewers tied newborn lambs to rafts and pushed them into the water.
"Sacrifice is offered every blue moon night, but children still go missing.
"But this can't shake my will. My superiors have assigned me to be a guide and serve a big shot. This is my chance to get ahead!"
【Log 2】
"We set up camp in the sewers leading to the city. Although our noses gradually adapted to the stench, the magic mist that dispersed in the pipes still made us feel uncomfortable.
"The indigenous people here, if you can call these addicts, are really disgusting. They hide in the dark like cockroaches, and their withered faces and fingers make it difficult to connect them with humans, but more like some kind of insects.
The only thing in the minds of the owners of these stinky ponds is to go to the cracks in the ground regularly to suck the magic mist that leaks out. Diazine can no longer satisfy them.
"They always keep saying that there are black tongues in the water, and their confusion makes me question the reliability of all the information.
"I have to re-plan my route and I can't let that big shot down."
【Log 3】
"Good news: I can get free mushroom soup.
"Bad news: I have mushrooms growing on me."
【Log 4】
"There are a lot fewer drug addicts! Those cracks in the ground where the magic mist seeps out should be packed with people.
"It's strange that I didn't notice their migration. Although they are all insignificant idiots, I must pay more attention to the dangers in the dark."
【Log 5】
"A few scouts did not report back to the camp at the stipulated time. I ordered the others to double their sentries and be on alert at all times."
【Log 6】
"The witcher has finally arrived.
"These bastards in riding boots have high eyes, but it is undeniable that they are all first-rate young men. I assign tasks and they clean up."
【Log 5】
"I found a severed foot with a witcher's riding boots on it."
Griffith suddenly stopped, and something touched his spirituality. He looked at the black water not far away, and vaguely felt that something was staring at him under the water.
The other parts of the log draw the roads that have been explored. Starting from the camp at your feet, you can reach the city of Canaan in about one day.
Going forward from here is a road full of dangers and unknowns. I don’t know what monsters are lurking in the darkness. Most of the people who were originally scheduled to take over are gone.
To move forward or to retreat, that is the question...
The safety of Galadia and the movements of Canaan are completely shrouded in fog. What is happening and what will happen next must be carefully investigated and studied, otherwise there is a great possibility of falling into a trap or running into a trap.
An unspeakable mysterious and desperate situation.
"The enemy situation, the terrain, the situation of the troops and the social situation, we can't be lazy." Griffith took a deep breath, gathered his mind, and cheered himself up.
"As long as you have a clear understanding of the enemy's situation, our situation, and the bottom of the terrain, your determination will be quick, hard, and firm. You will not be confused by any illusions or frightened by any difficulties. If the situation is unclear, you will
Hesitating, hesitating, missing out on good opportunities, or reluctantly making up his mind, he will be easily shaken by troubles, cries of fear, and incorrect suggestions, and his efforts may be wasted by a single misstep.”
While reciting military principles in his mind, he mustered up the courage to continue groping in the darkness.
The high-end equipment comes with some lighting functions, coupled with powerful perception and light haze, Griffith gradually mastered the environment, carefully observed and recorded along the way. Gradually, he began to doubt his and Roland's judgment, and questioned himself
Why should we take such a path?
The elves discharge filth into the forest through the sewers here. The pipes have long been damaged and are exposed to the night sky at intervals. The tunnel leads to the water pool, which is connected to the crypt. The surrounding water does not seem to be deep, but there are fallen leaves and dead branches.
It hides a swamp capable of swallowing an army.
Waves of owls echoed in the treetops. The refreshing maple and birch forests had long since disappeared, replaced by endless darkness and corruption.
The rotten stench ferments in the forest, and there is a swamp hidden under the thick fallen leaves. The smell comes from the unfortunate victims.
The night here is thicker than the filth of the sewer. In the panic-stricken silence, there is a faint sound of never-ending illusory dripping water, and reason is passing away bit by bit.
Such a sinister environment can no longer be called a forest, it is simply a breeding ground for evil creatures. Not to mention the regular army, even an elite team of extraordinary people will have their minds swallowed up bit by bit and lost in the darkness. It is no wonder that monsters and human beings
The troll army's offensive for thousands of years can only pave the way with dead bodies under the elven fortress...
Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound.
The moon above the head has long been dyed green, hanging high in the sky, casting evil thoughts and weirdness onto the earth. There is no breath of living things around. Only furtive murmurs emerge from the depths of darkness.
In the shadow reflected by the green light, an ugly shadow flashed past, which was more shriveled than the dead branches.
coming!
They were silent and blended into the withered environment. Before I knew it, they were already densely packed in the gaps and shadows.
Griffith immediately retreated into a sewer. There were bursts of abnormal neighing sounds that did not belong to human or animal organs. This weird and sinister sound was mixed with the dripping sound of mucus, which seemed to make people's bone marrow and flesh tremble.
Just melt away.
The monster is no longer hiding, and the dense aura of terror is following from all directions.
"Hey, hey, hey..."
They seem to be the embodiment of terror, dripping with indescribable saliva, accompanied by the distant and strange sound of the flute, making people tremble from the heart.
They are like insects and animals, and every corner is imprinted with abnormalities and weirdness that make people fear primitive instincts.
They have been waiting for a long time.
There are curling, weird shadows everywhere.
Griffith felt that he was surrounded from front to back, left and right, and immediately threw a box behind him. The predator spider web opened its tentacles like a jumping spider, ejected in the air and nailed to the wall. The evil iron-strengthened spider silk glowed dimly in the darkness.
Sparkling, weaving a fine and sharp trap.
Griffith successively laid spider webs in two directions to block the road. No matter where the enemy came from, he could face the enemy head-on.
"The shield unfolds,
"Domination, tactical control.
"Super-level battlefield awareness, combat status activated."
Griffith dispersed the psychic energy, activated the four-layer shield of frost, medal, fortitude shield and emblem of the chosen one, ignited the three vetoes, inserted them on the ground, opened the condemnation hammer, and took one from his waist
Grenade, sword-like gaze swept across the shadows surging in the darkness.
"All fear stems from...
"Insufficient firepower."
Griffith threw a grenade at the approaching group of black figures.
"boom!"
The strong light illuminated the outline of the dragon, and thick liquid dripped from its petal-like mouthparts densely packed with sharp teeth.
A son of Domon, covered with a metallic black carapace, rushed towards him.
Griffith grabbed a veto and threw it. The top-level armor-piercing spear let out a shrill roar, shattering the monster's heavy armor with one blow and exploding a large ball of green juice.
The second veto was thrown immediately, and this blow shattered the top of the sewer, knocking down the two monsters that came from above along with the rubble.
The third shot made a thunderous explosion, tearing off the entire upper body of a monster.
At this moment, a scream suddenly came from behind, and the spider web arranged behind locked a son of Domon. This monster was obviously stronger than the same kind that appeared in Beyeland, biting desperately, trying to escape from the fatal
He broke free from the net rope. However, Griffith didn't even need to take action, the sharp net rope began to tighten rapidly, splitting and crushing the monster's carapace bit by bit!