Robinson let out a low roar. If there were only a dozen ghouls without intelligence, he and Pires could handle them, but with a 'Lord' commanding them, the combat effectiveness of these undead creatures would be doubled.
Tony sadly discovered that everyone didn't even have a choice in the direction of escape, and there were monsters everywhere in their field of vision.
Viewed from a high altitude, as the ghouls ran, a large semicircle formation was clearly displayed. If there were not enough numbers, the seven unlucky ghosts would be directly surrounded.
"Hurry up, they're within a hundred meters!" Pires warned, causing the blood to drain from Will's face. He didn't dare to look back and ran as fast as he could.
The silence of the cemetery is broken!
The crows, who were digging into the smelly soil with their claws and picking out maggots to eat, were frightened, flapped their wings, and flew into the sky.
Poof, a ghoul sprinted too fast and ruptured its right Achilles tendon. It fell to the ground and plunged into the dirt. However, it quickly got up again. Although its right foot was irregularly twisted, it didn't feel any pain at all.
If you feel it, keep chasing.
After the death of humans and sub-humans, if their souls are not appeased, there is a certain chance that they will turn into ghouls. However, by this time they have already lost their appearance in life and become extremely ugly, with rotten skin and flesh, leaving only the instinct of eating.
As time goes by, some well-qualified ghouls will grow a soul seal in their heads. The seal can absorb the magical energy in the space and constantly transform their bodies, making them more powerful.
The broken soul will gradually be repaired during this process, and wisdom will initially be opened. At this point, the ghoul will officially become an intermediate undead creature, which is equivalent to completing the process of human beings from birth to adulthood.
The tall ghoul behind him actually knows how to set up an ambush, at least he's a high-level one.
High-level ghouls already have the ability to think independently and have strong combat power, which is roughly equivalent to the level of a fifth-level magician in war.
Among the seven, Robinson is a fifth-level magic user with the strongest soul. However, against this kind of person, he will still end up being killed instantly.
In less than a minute, the distance between the seven people was already widened.
The four magicians were at the front. Downton was ranked third from the bottom due to his physical fitness developed by delivering messages on foot for many years. Will was ten meters behind. As for Kiel, he was already far behind.
"Don't leave me!" Keir wailed.
Robinson didn't seem to hear it and didn't even turn his head. As for Pires and Tony, they didn't care about him.
"Uncle Keel has fallen behind!" Downton reminded, already having a bad premonition.
"Leave him alone, it's hopeless!" Robinson took Keir with him just to use him as cannon fodder to deal with such emergencies.
Downton pursed his lips tightly, and reason told him that Robinson's judgment was correct. Kil was already middle-aged, in his forties, and his physical fitness had declined so much that he could not support such a long-distance sprint. Save
He will only slow down everyone's speed and become the ghoul's lunch together.
"Help...ah!" Kil's cry for help ended in silence and turned into a shrill scream.
Downton turned around and saw a ghoul pounced on him, biting his neck with a pair of rotten teeth, then shook his head hard, tearing off a large piece of flesh along with his clothes.
The three fastest ghouls arrived and swooped down, engulfing Kil. They were like hyenas that had caught prey, biting fiercely and causing blood and flesh to fly.
"Robinson, think of a way quickly. This is a plain terrain. If you keep running like this, you will be overtaken sooner or later!" Pires roared, and in order to reduce the weight, he threw away all the things he was not using temporarily.
"Run towards 11 o'clock. There should be a small town over there. You can hide for a while!"
Robinson was not incompetent. Since he knew that the mission was risky, he naturally made detailed preparations. He bought a rough map from the adventurers who had visited Crow Ridge Cemetery.
This decision would bring everyone closer to the ghoul on the left, but they had no choice. Seeing Robinson change direction, everyone followed him.
"How far?" Downton was about to throw away his backpack, but when he heard this, he stopped.
"More than two thousand meters!" Robinson took out the map and took a look. At this time, he could only pray that the guy who sold him the map didn't mark the wrong direction.
"No problem, the distance is not far, I can persevere!" Downton knew his physical ability. Since he could run, he had to make plans for his next actions.
"It's such a waste of energy to throw away the backpack." Du Lun was worried. Even Robinson had lost his backpack, but Downton was still carrying it, and he didn't forget that his friend brought the most things.
"Don't talk, it will increase the burden on your heart and lungs!" Downton adjusted his breathing, turned around, and saw that the ghoul had moved some distance away because of eating Keir. He immediately slowed down to save energy.
"Haha, that kid is going to fall behind." Tony gloated.
The ghouls bit and killed Kil, devouring him in less than a minute, and then chased him again. This group of monsters only had the instinct to eat and had no idea how tired they were.
The distance was getting closer and closer, less than a hundred meters. Downton looked back and even saw some maggots crawling on them, dragging out patches of disgusting green mucus.
"Why are you still chasing?" Will was as tired as a dead dog, and more importantly, the oppressive feeling of dying at any time made him almost collapse.
No one explained, everyone was saving their energy.
Pires secretly cursed that after the ghouls became undead creatures, they had an instinctive disgust and extreme hatred for all living creatures, eager to tear apart and devour their flesh and blood, so they would pursue them relentlessly.
"I hope there won't be too many ghouls in the town!" Robinson prayed in his heart. The only way to survive is to stay out of their sight.
"Why hasn't this guy fallen behind?" Tony was shocked. Downton was like a piece of candy, always hanging at the end of the team, and the ghoul just couldn't catch up.
"Awesome!" Robinson glanced and discovered the key to the problem. Downton always kept a safe distance from the ghouls. Once they caught up, he would speed up immediately. Once safe, he would slow down, adjust his breathing and
Rest and accumulate energy for the next sprint.
"I'm not as calm as a teenager!" Pires smiled bitterly. At least in terms of mentality, he lost to him, and he believed that once the ghoul caught up, Will would be the one who died.
"See, the town!"
Du Lun shouted, making everyone ecstatic. After running for more than three minutes, the town finally appeared in sight.
"It's saved!" Will was so happy that he felt sad. In addition, he ran a long distance and failed to control his physical exertion. When he jumped over a pit, his calf went weak and he couldn't exert any strength. He fell in firmly and hit a sharp piece of ground.
on the stone.
"Get up!" Downton chased after him, grabbed Will's arm and pulled him hard.
"My legs!" Will screamed after running a dozen steps and knelt on the ground.
"Try harder!" The ghoul had already chased him seventy meters away, and he would encounter them later. Downton dragged Will for a few meters. When he looked down, he was completely confused.
Will's left calf was fractured and bent at 60 degrees, connected only by flesh. Blood flowed from the wound scratched by the stone and soaked his pants.
"What's wrong with my leg?" Will's face turned pale with pain, his body twitched, and he didn't even have the strength to lower his head to check.
"It's okay, I just sprained my ankle!" Downton comforted Will, glanced at Robinson and his party who were running further and further away, then looked back at the approaching ghoul, suddenly raised his arm, and wiped his face hard
Sweat.
"It's broken, my leg is broken!" Will still saw the broken left leg and cried bitterly. He knew that he was dead. Then he saw Downton from the corner of his eye and grabbed him like a life-saving straw. "Don't
Leave me, please, don’t leave me!"
"I won't abandon you." Downton moved his backpack to his chest, squatted down, grabbed Will's arm, and tried to carry him up.
Will lay on Downton's back, so moved that his tears flowed out like a fountain. He knew he shouldn't be like this, otherwise both of them would die, but he was lucky and didn't want to give up that bit of survival.
Opportunity.
"Look at Downton, that kid is crazy!" Pires heard Will's cry, looked back, and screamed in shock.
"Is this kid stupid? If you carry Will on your back, both of you will die!" Tony's jaw almost dropped.
"Run!" Robinson's original intention was to use them as cannon fodder. Although Downton's behavior was unexpected, he would not be moved by it.
"Downton, leave him alone, or you will die!" Du Lun's eyes turned red with anxiety, "Will, you coward, in order to survive, you want to trick your friend who you have known for three years?"
"No, it's not!" Will cried bitterly, and the arm holding Downton's neck couldn't help but loosen.
"Downton, be sensible!" Du Lun wanted to run back, but his legs didn't obey him at all. He knew that he was too timid to save them.
Will was ashamed. He thought of Downton's care for him over the past few years, and suddenly pushed hard and jumped off his back.
The ghoul chased after him, swooped down, and came over with a large stench.
"Downton, let's go!" Will jumped up, raised his hands high, hugged the ghoul's right leg, and pulled it off.
Downton staggered a few steps, and turned around to see Will entangled with the ghouls. Then several more ghouls rushed towards him, pressing on him, and one even jumped over them and rushed towards him.
"Run!" Tony yelled.
Downton didn't listen to him, and pulled out the dagger, staring at the attacking ghoul with a stern face. If he ran away at this time, plus the delay in turning around, his back would definitely be left for the ghoul, enough for it to kill.
I've done it three times, so I might as well give it a try.
A hoarse roar emerged from the damaged vocal cords of the approaching ghoul, like a horn of impending death!
Downton held his breath, stared at it with wide eyes, and when the sharp claws swung, he swung it out with all his strength with his left arm, opened its arms, then held the dagger with his right hand and pointed at it.
He stabbed it hard in the head.
Poof, the dagger stabbed into the ghoul's eye socket, and Downton stirred it hard, killing it completely.
However, due to the inertia of the sprint, the corpse still hit him. The weight of nearly a hundred kilograms made Downton take a few steps back, and even some crawling maggots were thrown on him.
"Amazing!" Pires was stunned. He didn't expect this kid's performance to be so amazing. He actually managed to kill with one hit. He was worried just now that Downton would definitely die if he listened to Tony's words.