Griffith examined a corpse and found that his body had been pierced by a sharp blade. The wound was smooth and did not look like an injury caused by the bite of a living corpse, but looked very much like an attack by a cultist.
The body of another militiaman was lying not far away. As a militiaman from a wealthy town, he was still wearing a piece of good-quality mail, and in his hand was a half-broken spear. However, his upper body and solid mail
It was melted by something unknown, and the edges of the corrosion marks were already black, and they shattered with the slightest touch.
Several corpses nearby had similar marks on them, either because their bodies had been pierced by sharp objects, or they had been melted by a strong acid-like substance.
Something is here with the cultists to stop the police and militia from breaking out!
Griffith quietly walked into the main entrance of the police station. There was no sign of activity here. Broken bodies were scattered on the ground in pieces, and the bookcases, tables and chairs were in a mess.
Finally, in the center of a piece of furniture that fell in a radiating shape, Griffith discovered that there were traces of heavy blows and burns on the ground. The shock wave caused by Amber's release of power.
This means that she at least fought the living zombies here, and is probably still surviving somewhere nearby. The bad news is that with Amber's strength, even if she cannot defeat the enemy, she can still break through. She was
Being trapped here means that there are still enemies threatening the safety of the locals, making it impossible for her to fight or evacuate with peace of mind.
Griffith thought for a moment and decided to go deeper. He took off the shield from his back and held it in his left hand. He held a long sword in his right hand and walked towards the interior of the police station.
As soon as he took a step, he felt that he was being stared at by greedy and fierce eyes. Before he could take the second step, a black thing suddenly rushed toward him in the darkness beside him.
Griffith almost subconsciously bent over and rolled, and the shield in his hand was knocked out.
He heard the sound of chains dragging on the ground, and heavy footsteps came from the darkness.
A four-meter-tall, spherical object appeared in the field of vision. Its body swayed left and right, up and down, and many things seemed to be falling from it in the darkness.
Griffith rushed forward in a hurry and swung his sword. At the same time, a gust of wind hit behind him, causing the solid floor to scatter gravel.
The sword he swung also cut something, and what he got was a raw and terrible feel like cutting rags of cloth.
After stopping, Griffith could see the creature's full appearance clearly under the light.
Five or six rotten and black corpses were haphazardly sewn together in a ball of flesh with thick ropes made of hair. The main part of the body was a giant white corpse that swelled like a corpse floating in the water. Its legs were like elephant legs, and its head was larger than that of an elephant.
The pumpkin is still big. A hideous and miserable corpse is stitched on the fat torso, and the six arms hold black chains, huge hatchets, kitchen knives, hammers and sickles.
What is this!
Griffith felt his scalp numb. This was the first time he had seen such a chaotic and ugly stitched monster. Although he was not frightened, he felt very disgusted.
The Stitched Corpse Monster brandished the weapon in its hand and rushed towards Griffith with long strides.
Griffith dodged nearby, jumped onto the nearest desk, and swung a sword backhand at an arm that was struck by a sword.
"puff!"
The cut arm flew out directly, spurting out a ball of miserable green liquid.
When the liquid hit the ground, it gave off a pungent and nauseating odor, and even the contaminated floor began to smoke and dissolve.
Griffith immediately understood that what the police and militiamen encountered was this monster. Although it was not armored and not very agile, its strange strength and the acid spewing from its wounds made it extremely deadly.
The acid splashed everywhere, and even the sword stained with a small amount of acid began to emit white smoke. Griffith felt heartache, and he had already condensed an ice spike in his left hand, and threw it towards the head of the Stitched Corpse Monster.
Griffith's full force throw from close at hand was very powerful. The sharp ice spike hit the Stitch Monster's chest and passed directly through the chest. A big hole was torn open in the Stitch Monster's thick body like a city wall, and you could clearly see the back.
scenery.
Although it penetrated the target, it did not cause knockback or greater damage because the penetration was too strong. The Stitch Monster swung the chain again without caring.
Griffith hurriedly blocked the long sword in front of him and collided with the black snake-like chain.
"Boom!"
This blow directly created a gap in the long sword. Griffith's jaw was also shattered, and the sword in his hand spun and flew out.
The brief confrontation allowed Griffith to realize the characteristics of this monster. This undead creature was different from the living corpses and ghouls he encountered before. It had strong vitality and powerful strength that could ignore injuries.
Although the Stitch Monster has no armor and will suffer horrific wounds when attacked, it does not seem to have many vital points that living people need to worry about. It cannot be stopped without completely destroying it.
It can be said that this suture monster has stepped on Griffith's shortcomings. He has no high-damage spells, and he does not have supplies such as kerosene on hand to deal area damage, so he can fight the suture monster one-on-one.
I don’t know how long it will take to eliminate it.
The Stitch Monster didn't care what happened to its enemy. It didn't even look at the heavy injuries on its chest. Instead, it began to retract the chain in an orderly manner, and it was about to launch a second attack.
Before the Stitch Monster could make a move, Griffith suddenly rushed over and had already pulled out the corrupted feather sword.
The Stitch Monster stopped what he was doing, and used its three arms to swing the hatchet and kitchen knife towards Griffith like a windmill.
Griffith did not dodge. He used his gauntlets, ice armor and mail armor to absorb this round of attacks, and the feather sword in his hand penetrated the Stitch Monster's brain.
The shadow damage immediately spread across the Stitch Monster's wounds. However, the undead creature remained undead, spitting out a ball of acid, and then punched Griffith.
Griffith's ice armor blocked a small amount of acid, but he was knocked over by a punch and fell into a nearby table and chair, breaking open a broken piece of wood.
Stitch Monster shook his head, which had begun to fester and turn black, indifferently, picked up the chain and walked towards Griffith.
However, when it came to the place where Griffith fell, there was no one there except a mess.
…
Griffith leaned down and trotted under the window of the corridor. With only a mediocre sense, he kept paying attention to the Stitch Monster's footsteps and movements, and found that after it lost its target, it was just frantically destroying and searching in the police station lobby.
.
After passing through a corridor, Griffith ran up the stairs leading to the second floor. There are usually strong archives and weapons depots there, and if there are survivors, they will probably hide there.
He carefully pushed open a broken wooden door and was about to look inside when suddenly an arm grabbed his shoulder and dragged him in.
"You're finally here!" Amber praised in a low voice.
The blonde girl's left arm was fixed on her chest with a splint and bandage, and there were several wounds on her forehead and body. Although she pretended not to care, her body was shaking from time to time, and her pale face and cold body temperature showed that she was in a very serious condition.
not good.
Hidden behind the shelves of the small weapons depot were five police officers and two militiamen. They were all disgraced and had obviously experienced fierce battles before.
Amber took Griffith and retreated to a hidden corner, and sorted out her words:
"Elodie was possessed by a terrifying existence and developed bloodthirsty symptoms. Her lost power would cause distortion and madness in the living creatures around her, and even turn ordinary people into living corpses. I tried to help her, but as long as
My body also showed signs of mutation when I got close to a certain range, and my strength was suppressed to only about one-third of its usual strength."
"That's the result of the resonance of the sealed object called the ancestor's summons with some unknown characteristic in her body. Ordinary people will be transformed into living corpses when they get close to her," Griffith nodded, "Your injuries are caused by the...
Lottie caused it?"
"No, it's not her," Amber shook her head. Her tone was a little urgent, and there was tension and uneasiness in her eyebrows. "She can still regain her senses intermittently. When I tried to take her in, what we encountered before
The cultists appeared. Their extraordinary characteristics were not powerful, but the strength they displayed was very threatening. There were three wizards among them, and a warlock who seemed to have signed a contract with the devil in the abyss. They swarmed up, it was so shameless
!”
"Well, it's very threatening." Griffith took out the healing potion and handed it to Amber, "Let me take a look at your injuries."
Amber unbuttoned her shirt nonchalantly. There were several stab wounds and arrow wounds on her body that pierced the leather armor, but the wounds had stopped bleeding and had healed slightly. The most serious injury was a frostbite on her arm.
The cold air lingers.
"Have you seen enough?" The girl pulled up her clothes and asked, "What do you think?"
"Very sexy, eh," Griffith commented seriously, "When the situation stabilizes, I will let you see mine to show fairness."
"Okay, I don't mind this little harassment, just be careful if I eat you!" Amber chuckled, "Thank you, I'm not so nervous now,
"Back to the topic, the cultists who attacked me were mainly rangers, assassins, and monsters in Sequence 9, namely 'Ranger', 'Thief' and 'Half-Man'. Their training and equipment were mixed, but
Sequence 9 Extraordinary candidates whose strength exceeds that of civilians and who have grown up, and have certain practical experience."
Griffith thought for a moment:
"They claim to be believers of the Creator. Although they are not strong individually, they are quite numerous. They may possess dangerous sealed objects, and may even have powerful apostles to assist them. The entire attack plan is very thorough. The gathering of Sequence 9 is not as easy to be destroyed as high-sequence
The prophecy and divination detected that the teleportation circle and local management system were destroyed before the official reaction, and the activation of the sealed artifact was also stuck at the node before the arrival of the transcendent."
"I think there is something wrong with Winston. Is he colluding with the cultists?" Amber said, "Hepu has become like this, and he hasn't led a team to support him yet."
"Oh, that's not strange," Griffith shook his head, "I'm not saying that what he did was right, it's just that it's not strange.
"Although it is inevitable to investigate and hold him accountable afterwards, as an experienced mage, he must have realized the meticulous planning of the cultists and the complexity of the incident. It would be dangerous to lead a team to support now, so he hid in Nai, which is relatively safe.
There are legitimate reasons to avoid fighting in the city of Opelis.
"As long as there is a delay of more than half a day, the extraordinary person arrives as scheduled at night, and he brings other reinforcements to Hepu for support. No matter what tragedy happens here, he can win a favorable role. He is a little late.
saviour."
To be continued...