Fairy’s Box

The sharp black horns plunged into the ground, and the filthy body that was divided in two fell to the ground.

Lydia is well aware of the vitality of this monster. The light from her fingertips shoots rapidly, and the black goat messenger has no room to resist. The whole body turns into countless sparks and ashes in an instant.

Among the scattered shards of ashes, the female knight's eyes were as cold as cold pools. She strode forward, grabbed Goethe's collar, and lifted the man into the air:

"If you are in a daze again, I will throw you into the monster group."

"Mmmmmm."

Goethe rolled his eyes and nodded desperately, then pointed to his neck:

"I'm almost out of breath."

"..."

Lydia's blue eyes recovered a little temperature, then let go, and turned her eyes to the monsters that were being surrounded and suppressed by the guards in the distance:

"No matter where these monsters were hidden before, we are all responsible for the lack of supervision in this accidental attack. The only thing we can make up for now is to dig out all their hiding places, and at the same time, take the opportunity to conduct a thorough search of the western suburbs. "

Goethe quickly took a big step back after landing, touched his sore neck, and said with lingering fear: "This matter must be related to cultists, and only they would launch such a shameless terrorist attack."

"Mostly so."

The female knight nodded, then raised her hand to shoot a dark red light, passing through the surrounded guards, and piercing the head of the last black goat messenger.

However, she still had some doubts. As a place close to the capital, the western suburbs have always had a strong atmosphere of ancestor worship. How did those cultists who were obviously different from ordinary people after believing in religion lurked here for so long?

...

The gray cemetery was empty and lonely, and there was no one there. The end of the secluded path was covered by gray fog, as if I didn't know where it would lead.

Rows of dilapidated tombstones, like silent backs, stood coldly in the wind. The tombstones in the last row seem to have been impacted by external forces, and they are covered with a lot of holes, like a pair of resentful eyes, staring fiercely at the visitors who are out of tune with the environment.

Facing the gloomy cool wind, Yale walked slowly on the path of the cemetery, until the black pupils were reflected in the overgrown wall, and he stopped.

"The owner of this cemetery is Earl Trevis. They are now extinct. Anyway, this family used to be a noble family in the Highland Kingdom. For the rest and dignity of the deceased, this cemetery was taken over by the local government... But obviously, the maintenance is not very good." Arcia followed behind the black-haired knight and explained in a low voice.

The blond boy did not mention the reason for the extinction of the Trevis family, because he and the black-haired knight knew this.

"Um?"

Yale stopped in front of a newest tombstone, noticed the gold inscription on the tombstone, leaned down, and said word by word:

"He rests here, please don't disturb him."

"A very common epitaph." Arcia commented.

"The content of the inscriptions is common, but the writing material is not."

The black-haired knight stared at the golden thread on the tombstone and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Such a luxurious tombstone is actually well preserved, it seems that this cemetery is well protected."

"This should be the credit for our fight against the tomb robbery industry during this time." The blond boy nodded in agreement, and then pointed to a nearby camphor tree:

"It was there that the body of the first victim was found."

"I know, but it's still very strange. Who would go to such a secluded cemetery to kill someone?"

"A madman, a cultist, or a tomb robber."

Arcia threw out all the suspects she could think of.

"This cemetery is quiet..."

Yale's sight swept across the cemeteries, and finally stopped under the camphor tree where the tombkeeper died:

"The tomb is generally intact, and there are no signs of being excavated, so it should have nothing to do with tomb robbers... If you think about it this way, the suspicion of a cult's crime has greatly increased."

...

At this moment, old Hank felt thirsty and uncomfortable, and his throat was like a handful of salt sprinkled with salt, and the dagger in his hands began to shake with his body.

"..."

The fully exposed monster's eyes locked the two of them, and the sharp teeth inside the head constantly rubbed together, making bursts of harsh and piercing collision sounds.

The danger without warning came like this before the two realized it. "Jeffrey"'s head suddenly flew out along with the elongated neck, and the sharp teeth that expanded to eversion rubbed Derek's brows and whistled. Pass. If the young man hadn't deflected his body beforehand, his head would have been bitten off by the opponent.

"Derek!"

The old tomb robber showed an anxious expression, then he gritted his teeth suddenly, turned and ran into the depths of the forest.

"hey-hey."

"Jeffrey" laughed wickedly, and his terrifying head flew out along his neck again, like a flying python, biting **** the back of old Hank.

Snapped--!

A wooden stick slammed firmly on its back, causing the monster's body to crook, and then Feishuo's elongated neck lost its balance, rubbing the old tomb robber's back, biting off a rotten tree. pine wood.

"Pooh!"

It spat out the sawdust in its mouth, turned its neck, and stared at the young man holding a wooden stick: "Idiot, this man has abandoned you, and you are angering me for him now."

"Will you let me go if you kill him? It's better for two people to live alone than to die!" Derek gritted his teeth, summoned up the little courage he had left, and smashed the snake head's body with a heavy stick.

Snapped--!

There seems to be no bone support in the monster's body. After being smashed, a large piece of the chest cavity was immediately concave, and a long strip of tissue could be seen squirming and quickly filling the gap.

"Damn!"

The head of the monster had to temporarily let the old tomb robber go, and circled in the air, wrapped in a foul stench, and flew towards the young man's position.

"come!"

Derek's pupils reflected the monster's terrifying sharp teeth, and his fear reached the limit. Then, a string in his head seemed to break suddenly, and there was a burst of unbearable heat all over his body, but he was not so afraid.

The young man ignored the sharp teeth and smashed the monster's head with all his strength. Under the shock of the force, the wooden stick instantly shattered into pieces, and he was knocked out like a kite with a broken string.

But at the same time, the head of "Jeffrey" was also smashed, and the head with the separated nose line hit the ground at once, and even the back of the neck went deep into the rotting soil.

Chance!

Derek gritted his teeth, suppressed the severe pain in his body, picked up a stone, and rushed towards the monster's body with crawling and rolling. The "Jeffrey" who reacted didn't have time to pull out his head, and ran away in the opposite starting direction.

"I fought with you!"

The young man gritted his bleeding teeth and rushed towards the monster regardless, and soon, the deformed body with a long neck was in front of him.

"go to hell!"

Derek accelerated, and with all his strength, he slammed the stone on the monster's back.

boom--!

"Jeffrey"'s entire body was shriveled like plasticine, leaving only a thin layer of skin on his back and chest, and then he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The young man wanted to smash it once in the past, but the sharp wind whistling behind him told him that it was too late. He knew that in the next instant, his head would be bitten by the other party.

will i die? Will I die here?

I don't want to die!

At that moment, Derek couldn't even make a sound, and fear came again, depriving him of his ability to think and making his brain go blank.

Just as Jeref opened his mouthpiece and was about to bite the young man's head, a hunched yet nimble figure suddenly emerged from the woods, his body stopped on the path of the monster's attack along with the fallen leaves, and slammed. He straightened his back and held the dagger in his hand in the air.

Oops!

"Jeffrey" suddenly felt the crisis, and shook his head violently like a snake, trying to raise his head, but due to the inertia too strong, the effect was very small, and the elongated neck just hit the blade of the dagger.

Ka-!

The blade slid vertically along the monster's throat, splitting its neck, and large groups of leech-like brown worms sprayed out from the wound, sparsely flowing all over the ground.

At the same time, the old tomb robber was also sprayed, but at this moment, the old man ignored the disgusting object sprayed on his body, regardless of whether he held the dagger and continued to charge forward, in the shrill howl of "Jeffrey", he suddenly twisted his waist. A horizontal slash suddenly cut off its neck.

"go to hell!"

Old Hank slammed into the monster's body covered in blood, and at the same time stabbed the dagger in his hand, the blade instantly sank into "Jeffrey"'s chest, and then lifted it vertically, slicing open its entire chest.

"Ahhhh!"

The head of the monster was howling miserably on the ground. He wanted to raise his head several times to attack the old tomb robber, but couldn't raise his head because of the terrifying wound on his neck, and could only struggle in vain in the dust.

"go to hell!"

Derek rushed over with red eyes, but did not dare to approach, just picked up a dry and hard branch and smashed the head madly.

"Damn it, that's disgusting!"

The old tomb robber bared his teeth and threw the dagger. Then, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he slumped on the ground and took off his black shirt, which was stained with filth. jumped up.

Brown worms like leeches bit the surface of his skin, twisting and wriggling trying to penetrate under the skin. Many of them had already penetrated halfway, but he had no feeling.

"Come and help me, help me pull out these bugs!"

Old Hank screamed and pulled out the worms with all his strength, but soon discovered that these worms were so powerful and tough that he couldn't pull them out with all his strength.

"Use a knife!"

He held back his fear and yelled at the young man who ran over.

"knife!"

Derek fell in a panic, then quickly picked up the dagger from the ground, rushed to the old tomb robber, grabbed several slender worms like cotton threads, and cut them with one stroke.

The worm body clings tightly to the blade, and stretches to three times its original size before it breaks with a "pop", and it breaks without dying, still rolling and spasming on the ground.

The young man kept swinging the knife at the fastest speed, cutting off the worms attached to the body of the old tomb robber one by one. Rao is that he has already reached the limit of his speed, and there are still many worms that have penetrated into the body of the old Hank.

Seeing this scene, "Jerriff", who was tumbling in the soil and branches for a while, raised his head, and his vicious snake pupils stared at Old Hank, and suddenly let out a series of strange smiles leaking from the air:

"Hahahaha! You are finished, and soon, you will become the second me!"

As he said that, his head shriveled like a leaking leather ball, and his skin weathered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and rotted away in a few seconds. A large number of slender brown worms like cotton threads poured on the ground, tumbling and squirming, like a lump of boiled twine.

...

The warm water slowly brushed under the snow-white skin and outlined the graceful curves of the girl. Lydia felt that every inch of her body was stretched out at the moment, and she was comfortably breathing the moist air.

The female knight sighed with satisfaction, closed her eyes and soaked in the bathtub. After thinking of the scene during the day, she couldn't help frowning her beautiful eyebrows:

"He must be angry."

The search that continued into the middle of the night made everyone's spirits tense to the limit, and after temporarily interrupting the mission, they were stationed directly on the shopping street.

The physical consumption was nothing, but the mental stress had a huge impact on the aquatic team, which had just adjusted to public life, so much that Goethe and Luo Luo fell asleep as soon as they entered the tent.

The garrison army was divided into three brigades, who took turns in charge of vigilance and aftermath. However, Lydia's consciousness was still very clear.

Maybe the hot bath washed away the shackles of fatigue, or maybe the vivid image of the monster rushing out of the shopping street still occupied my mind, and the female knight did not feel sleepy at all.

She wrapped a white bath towel, opened the tent curtain on one side, and opened the curtain to blow in the cold night wind. The scene outside jumped into the blue pupils at once - thick smoke lingered in the air, the broken walls and rubble everywhere were pieced together into a fragmented picture of the shopping street, and the residents were shouting anxiously from time to time on the street.

This attack by the intrusion of the monsters caused serious losses in the western suburbs. Although they responded in a timely manner, dozens of subjects of the kingdom were still killed by the iron hooves of the monsters and the stampede caused by panic.

He will be very angry when he finds out, and maybe he will blame himself with a straight face...

Lydia child subconsciously wrapped her arms around herself, she was very worried that her actions today would leave a negative impression on the other party.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that next to a broken shop window next door, a man wrapped in a black robe was looking at something furtively...

It looks suspicious!

"Stop! Who are you?"

The guards who were in charge of guarding on the side quickly found the man, and rushed over with a weapon in hand, and surrounded the man wrapped in black robes.