"You are late..." This is the first sentence the Shadow Assassin said after seeing the Demon Hunter.

"You haven't completed the mission, so don't think about rewarding this mission." This is the answer given to him by the Demon Hunter.

Looking at the weak shadow assassin, the Demon Hunter ignored the wound on his face and directly pulled open the assassin's hand. The blue-colored wound on the assassin's neck was very conspicuous: "What poison has he been infected?"

The witch stepped forward and looked carefully at the location of the assassin's injury: "It should be the unique 'torture' of the assassin of the Death Cult. Is he yours?"

The Demon Hunter nodded: "Is there any help?"

The Shadow Assassin, who was still awake, rolled his eyes hard: "It's not a fatal poison, otherwise I would have died long ago! Take me out of this ghost place!"

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"He can't die, but it will be very painful. He will feel dizzy at first. As time goes by, there will be more and more fear and hallucinations." The witch explained: "The most serious thing is the increasingly sensitive perception. Perhaps the temperature of the sunlight will make him think that being in the flames, the breeze blows will make him feel like he is cut into pieces."

As the witches narrated, the Shadow Assassin's face became paler and the Demon Hunter felt that it had nothing to do with toxicity, and was simply frightened.

The witch stood up and held the kitten woman's hand: "This symptom will last for three days. If you can stick to the past, there will be no other sequelae. But believe me, there are less than five people who have evidence to survive."

"I suggest that for his own good, it is better to give him some fun now." The witch gave the final conclusion.

"Don't listen to her! Get me out!" The Shadow Assassin looked at the Demon Hunter with his eyes firm.

"You support him and we keep moving forward." The Demon Hunter made the decision. Even as the witch said, the Demon Hunter would not leave the assassin here to die. This was not his style.

The witch shook her head and carried the assassin directly on her shoulder, as if effortless. She was still pulling Lulumeo with her other hand. The kitten woman seemed a little nervous, and her short legs quickly followed the witch's pace.

"Don't leave quickly, don't forget that I was a fighting nun before!" The silver-haired witch took the lead and walked towards the corridor where the assassin came out: "I haven't stayed on the black ship, but I've heard of a hidden passage leading to the seabed on the bottom of the cabin."

Looking at the demon hunter who was stunned, the witch asked, "Don't you want to fight back on the deck?"

"I support the witch this time!" The Shadow Assassin weakly extended a thumb to the demon hunter.

Xu Yichen sent a message to the samurai in silence: "Get the target and evacuate it by yourself, without any cover."

"Big brother is a little unhappy." The kitten woman whispered to the witch.

"Don't worry about him, there are many things that will make him unhappy in a while, and he will get used to it." The silver-haired witch answered with a smile, and the kitten woman nodded in confusion.

On the other side of the city, Li Yanlong was observing the monsters that were unscrupulously destroying the surrounding buildings in the distance, the real monsters!

The longest tentacle is more than 30 meters long. The whole body is like countless tentacles interspersed with each other, forming a mess, and it is impossible to tell which is the head and where is the body. Oral devices of various shapes are randomly distributed in various positions of the tentacles. Dozens of eyes look like parasites, appearing here and in another position.

"I don't think those nuns can deal with this guy." Li Yanlong whispered to Knight Bart, "Is Carlo awake?"

"Not yet, it seems that it is caused by fatigue and loneliness. Let's leave here first. That monster is not something we can deal with." As a knight, Bart Rossetti knew that he should stand up at this time, but now his more important role is as a father, the father of a witch.

However, the sudden sound of the sound made Li Yanlong and the Knight Bart stare at the surroundings with caution. After experiencing the change in the warehouse, the two soldiers were particularly sensitive to this voice.

Several monsters with lower busts that looked like snakes and wolves on their upper body were approaching here quickly, as if they were splicing the two species together. These small monsters, half a human-tall, had a somewhat inconsistent movement.

Li Yanlong, who was ready to fight, easily crushed several monsters with his long sword and shield, but similar sounds in various directions around him made Li Yanlong feel quite bad.

Sure enough, immediately afterwards, behind the wall and behind the grass, various assembled creatures appeared one by one, as if an exhibition of deformed creatures was about to be held.

In addition to the unified tentacle-tied lower body, the upper body is composed of animals such as cats, dogs, and enlarged cockroaches and rats.

"Boss, since I met you, I feel that it is not the same game as what I have played before!" Li Yanlong crushed a little monster less than 30 centimeters long, and couldn't help but yelling besides his own voice.

"We have to leave this!" Knight Bart protected the two witches behind him with his left and right support. These creatures that suddenly appeared seemed to be able to locate the witch's position and surrounded him from all directions.

"You go first! I'll stop them!" Li Yanlong blocked the attack of a monster with a mantis upper body. The other party waved two long sword feet and knocked Li Yanlong's shield to make a bang.

"Swish!" A sharp whistle attracted the attention of both of them.

Several men wearing simple leather armor crawled on the roof: "Do you guys need help?"

"Saint Heim is on! Of course we need help!" Knight Bart cut a thing that couldn't tell what the prototype was, and the green juice made the Knight look murderous.

"Don't be excited by my friend, we'll come over to see what's going on with that big guy, and just happen to find out you." The leading man had a very good attitude, and he didn't seem to mind the tone of the Knight.

There were five people in total. In addition to the homemade leather armor, two people were holding swords and shields that looked like they were. The remaining three were using pitchforks and sickles everywhere, which seemed a little afraid of the mutated creatures.
Chapter completed!