The companions who stayed by the fire were always paying attention to this place. From the perspective behind him, Brett stayed there for no reason, looking relaxedly into the deep forest, as if he saw someone familiar.
Then he saw the opponent take off his axe, and threw it at the place where he was staring with a decisive and fatal attitude. He hit some kind of body that made a strange muffled sound, and at the same time turned around and fled towards the camp.
Where the firelight could not reach, a colorful figure appeared from outside the field of vision, moving silently. Its puppet-like movements were rigid and unnatural, but they briefly sped up as they got closer.
By the time he realized that this was not a nightmare that reflected the scene he saw during the day, Brett had been thrown to the ground, and heavy smoke-like objects with strange colors spurted out from the darkness, scattering like an overturned powder box, causing
An irritating cough that leaves the victim with no time to breathe.
The two entangled figures quickly disappeared into the darkness, and the unbelievable and clear terrifying inference burned his mind like charcoal fire. They were human figures covered with gorgeous fungi, and they started to move.
"Attack!" the night watchman hissed, although this was a bit redundant. The camp, which had a light sleep, was awakened early, and the metal symphony was chaotic.
The first person to leave the tent was the professor they were just talking about. He used his sword to open the curtain first, quickly observed the external situation, and then crouched out and stood in the shadow of the tent.
It's hard to imagine what made him develop such a cautious habit, instinctively imagining that threats were everywhere. He scanned the entire camp close to the tent, and keenly noticed the problem at the campfire where only one person was left guarding.
"Where's Brett?"
The guards on guard at night subconsciously looked at the place where Brett disappeared again. The empty forest seemed to be crowded, and the color shift was faintly visible in the night divided by tree trunks.
The bush shook, covering the source of the continuous coughing. It was a spasm of the airway, a cough that seemed to vomit out the entire lungs, and in a short and forced interval, it made a sound like a cock crowing, and soon it was struggling.
The shaking weakened together. The first people to get out of the tent saw this scene and identified the identity of its owner from the deformed sound.
Perhaps this will drive most of the witnesses into madness and panic, but it will definitely not include everyone in the team. After the initial panic, what is realized is the completely opposite point.
The person or thing that attacked them actually failed to kill the sentry immediately, and Brett was still struggling to resist.
"Come here!" Before Kraft dared to act rashly, Knight Barrow had already rushed towards the target. This might be the last chance to give Kraft a hand before a full-scale battle. Out of convenience, he did not take off his clothes before falling asleep.
Put down the armor, and the backlight angle is the key to opening the visor to improve your field of vision.
After receiving the order, the retinues took action as if they had just woken up from a dream. The closest ones followed Barrow, and the rest observed the situation and moved closer to their companions, covering the archers carrying short bows and crossbows, preparing to kill and attack the enemies who showed up first.
morale.
In experience, the difficulties caused by night fighting are two-way, requiring considerable courage and military literacy, and this is the aspect in which they are most confident. Since they have not been defeated by a wave, as long as they stabilize their position, the opponent will not take too much
It's cheap, and it's not impossible to reverse the situation if we deal with it properly.
Deep down in their hearts, there is even a sense of relief in pronouncing the verdict. Compared with invisible and unknowable mysterious objects, they are more willing to deal with things that have physical manifestations. No matter what it is, as long as it can appear in front of them, it is an entity, it is anything.
good.
What was not as expected was that those things could not be called "fast" at all. They came hand in hand like guests at a banquet, dressed in fine clothes, coming from a dark and empty hall lined with wooden pillars and without candles to welcome the guests who had just arrived.
The guests who are about to join are invited to join in the banquet arranged by a certain existence.
At this moment, the bravest and most reckless person in the team had swept away the bushes and saw the thing entangled with Brett. It only had half a head. It was like a close friend hugging the victim who opened and closed its lips silently, sticking to the other person.
On the body, white silk threads, which are thinner and lighter than the hair, spread between the two like living things, covering most of the young face, weaving into a gauze that is like an eye shading and moving endlessly, covering the big eyes.
He might still be alive, and recognized the approaching person through his familiar footsteps and one remaining eye, and wanted to call for help, but he only exhaled a cloud of mist powder that refracted the colorful phosphorescence.
Barrow grabbed the thing around his neck and tried to pull it off his body, but the tight adhesion between the two made him unable to use any force. This feeling of adhesion penetrated deep into the skin.
It's like the roots of plants clinging to the soil. And that bright wall is gradually approaching, and you can already distinguish those abominable fungus spots.
The smell of dust that stung his nose made Barrow hold his breath. He knew exactly what he should do.
"May Heavenly Father save your soul." He raised his sword high and struck it down forcefully and decisively. Barrow faced the stumbling things and stepped back quickly. However, he staggered a few steps in place and was unable to escape as he wished.
, found that the leg armor was abnormally heavy.
"At your feet!"
In fact, he didn't need to be reminded. Barrow lowered his head reflexively and swung his sword downward again. The headless body grabbed the greaves without being affected, and the full force slash that fell broke the bacteria together with the brittle radius and ulna.
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Flying through the air, it plunged into the rushing bacterial host. The kinetic energy from the hand crossbow only temporarily disrupted their movements, giving Barrow a chance to retreat to protection. When there was no need to worry about accidental injury,
Several fully charged winch crossbows were fired into the colony, and the weapons used to deal with armor directly knocked down several bodies, and even nailed one of them to a tree trunk.
The capstan crossbow had completed its mission, and the second wave of hand crossbows arrived and penetrated the bacteria without causing any impact other than a slight movement obstacle.
There seems to be some signal delay. They react slowly to the attack and speed up to approach the fully prepared array.
Shocked by its almost non-existent critical nature, the team that entered the state gradually calmed down. Barrow recalled the feeling of the hand and came to an optimistic conclusion.
"Spread out, don't crowd into a bunch, as long as you don't get stuck, they can't do anything to you!"
"Cut all the moving bones, even the devil will have to be sent back to hell today!"
The boarder, who had lost his head and half of his forearm, stood up again with the support of one arm. He followed the group forward and crossed the border of the camp. The smell of pungent dust filled the air.
But their most terrifying time has passed, and the invisible fear has collapsed into a tangible, touchable thing, and has been proven to be able to destroy and incapacitate. Inspired by Barrow, the invisible courage returned to this group of elite fugitives raised by the Duke.
The disciples formed a dense formation and separated into groups of three and two, preparing for close combat.
【That's it?】
For Kraft, who has always had nothing to fear, this was indeed lower than expected.
Although these things are very weird, their current appearance is a bit inconsistent compared to the situation of infecting the entire forest. It really looks like oral candida infection, which is a little bit of scabies showing up on the superficial surface of some serious disease.