These days, the rift between Lison and others and Wiltok has deepened.
Wiltok acted independently and never explained to anyone or asked for other people's opinions, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction and suspicion of the Iron Cross.
The survivors of the Iron Cross discovered that Vertok came and went freely, without any need for their help, and did not take them seriously. They became very anxious, and even began to suspect that Vertok was the legendary vampire.
In fact, it doesn't matter if Wiltok is really a vampire. The desperate Iron Cross Regiment can just take refuge with him. However, Wiltok's attitude towards the Iron Cross Regiment is very cold. This makes them feel deep fear.
In the eyes of Leeson and others, Huck and Max are both Wiltok's minions. Wiltok took Huck in a hurry to rescue Annie and Katie from the Whistle Regiment. He may not be out of kindness, but maybe he wanted to
Suck the blood of pure girls. He also asked the Iron Cross to move with Max, obviously arranging for Max to monitor the Iron Cross.
Lison and others stood there without speaking, their faces full of wariness and alienation. The astute Max could tell that the survivors of the Iron Cross wanted to leave him behind.
According to Wiltok's instructions before leaving, the orc bone collectors are likely to attack the Short Hill camp after dawn. But Wiltok and Huck probably won't come back, and those who stay in the camp will only die. What's more, Mike
Si had no ability to protect himself now. He didn't want to wait for death, so he said to Lison again: "Hey, man, don't worry about Wiltok. He is a master of survival in the wild, and he can definitely lead Huck to catch up with us."
Hearing this, Li Sen felt a thrill in his heart. With a dry smile on his face, he nodded and said, "Yes, this ghost place stinks so bad that I don't want to stay here for a moment. Let's get on the road now."
There are hundreds of clawed goblin corpses buried around the low hill camp. Because there are too many dead goblins, everyone has no time to deal with them all, so some corpses are thrown on the ground. Even those buried underground are only dug in shallow pits and filled.
Go to the dirt and get over it.
The weather is getting hotter, and the stench emitted by the dead goblins can be imagined, attracting a large number of buzzing flies. The low hill camp is simply a mass grave. Although the noses of the half-elf professionals have adapted to this smell, after using it,
Sen's reminder made everyone feel intolerable.
Vertok never explained why he wanted to collect the corpses of the claw goblins, and the survivors of the Iron Cross could not understand his approach. But, then again, except for the legendary ghosts who feed on flesh and blood, the normal Disa half-elves
Why do you have this weird habit of collecting corpses?
Wiltok also talked about cutting some dead goblin meat as food reserves. He actually knew which parts of goblin meat were edible and which parts were poisonous.
Lisen and the others dare not imagine that kind of scene, let alone raise objections. They are afraid that if they object, Wiltok will reveal his true colors and use their flesh and blood to satisfy his hunger.
No matter how you look at it, the flesh and blood of half-elves are more delicious than the smelly meat of goblins, right?
Must go now, go now!
The Iron Cross showed unprecedented efficiency. After grabbing the few remaining supplies, they used a sliding pole to lift Max, who was unable to move, and rushed out of the low hill camp in a panic, just like escaping from a ghost's lair.
Not long after they left, a piece of soil writhed and rolled in the deserted camp, and then it returned to calm. Then, a black and thin arm broke out of the soil.
Captain Rhodes, who was obviously dead, climbed up from the grave. His head was still normal, and his facial features did not change much, but his body shrank greatly, and his complexion was dark and dark, like a skinny living thing.
Corpses swayed back and forth unconsciously in the camp.
He...or it, the eyes in the eye sockets were dark and non-reflective, as if they were connected to a bottomless abyss. It turned its head and quickly locked on a relatively fresh goblin corpse, crawled over with all four limbs side by side, and opened its mouth.
, using the two pointed and long canine teeth on the upper jaw to pierce the goblin's flesh fiercely.
With the injection of some kind of toxin, the clawed goblin's flesh and blood quickly dissolved and was then ingested into the body by this zombie-like monster. Its skinny body gradually became plump, its black eyes separated the eyeballs and whites, and its cold heart began to pulse again.
, the lungs take in air again, making a whirring sound like a bellows.
Rhodes, the leader of the Iron Cross Regiment, is alive again!
The offspring of the Eternal Sleeper replaced the muscles, assimilated the bones and internal organs, and the black and red blood flowed in the blood vessels, forming a strange symbiotic relationship with the host. At this moment, Rhodes felt unprecedentedly powerful abilities, as well as extra hunger and thirst.
Although the child of the Eternal Sleeper has no independent consciousness, it expresses its desire to continue to ingest new flesh and blood to him through instinct.
The dead goblin's meat had become tasteless. Rhodes looked disgusted and threw away the goblin corpse with withered hands. He shook it slightly, and the mud covering his body quickly sputtered around, hitting the horses surrounding the camp.
There was a crackling sound on the wooden thorns.
Rhodes clenched his fist hard. His body had not fully returned to normal, and he still looked as skinny as a stick, but the muscles on his forearm were like twisted steel wires, full of amazing power. This is the parasitic body belt.
The changes he has undergone include not only powerful strength, but also extraordinary toughness and regenerative properties. Because the parasite is a different kind of life form and does not have the vital weaknesses of mortal beings, as long as his head is intact, Rhodes is almost immortal.
Of course, his memory is also intact, but the will side of his soul is contaminated by the body of the Eternal Sleeper, his mental body is distorted, and his emotional cognition is irreversibly changed.
To put it simply, the past emotions have become indifferent and can no longer touch Rhodes' heart.
He clearly sensed the hunger of the eternal sleeper's child for life, flesh and soul. If he could not meet the growth needs of the child, the child would invade his head and completely replace his will, which was equivalent to death.
The spawn of the Eversleeper was in urgent need of nutrients and was hungry for the flesh and blood of the dead goblins. Now it has no interest in the clawed goblins and "urges" Rhodes to prey on the more intelligent and auraful beings.
This is a price and a deal. The deal that Rhodes made with the Eversleeper. Through the parasite, he briefly communicated with the Eversleeper's will. The Eversleeper asked him to capture Vertok and then send Vertok to a certain place.
The secret realm is absorbed by the Eternal Sleeper himself. If the Eternal Sleeper is not satisfied with this sacrifice, Rhodes will suffer the cruelest punishment. On the contrary, he will receive rewards from the Eternal Sleeper, including long life, immortal youth, and extraordinary strength.
strength.
In comparison, Dragon King Philumat's favor is nothing more than this.
Rhodes was both excited and frightened. He could now confirm that the Eternal Sleeper was not a fictional god from the sect, but a great existence that could stand side by side with the Dragon King Philumat.
"We must find Wiltok." Rhodes looked around the deserted low hill camp and muttered to himself: "No, no, no, there may only be one chance to capture the sacrifice. I still need stronger power...
..Yes, stronger power!”
He carefully searched for traces in the camp, found the freshest set of footprints, and chased in the direction where the Iron Cross Regiment and Max had evacuated.
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On the afternoon of the next day, Max, who had marched more than 60 kilometers continuously, took a break and used a knife to carve a mark on the trunk of a spruce tree so that Wiltok could find them.
He had left several marks along the way, and the professionals of the Iron Cross did not like what he did. In order to concentrate on their journey, they did not stop Max.
However, the increasingly cold faces of Lison and others gave Max a bad feeling.
Sure enough, when Max finished carving the mark, Lison and several professionals gathered around him. They held weapons in their hands and looked at him coldly.
Max sighed, put the knife on the ground, indicating that he meant no harm, scratched the short hair on his head, and said with a wry smile: "Boys, it seems there is a misunderstanding between us that needs to be clarified..."
"Young man? I am just 40 years old this year, and these brothers are not much younger than me." Lison said sarcastically: "Max, if you think we are easy-going boys, you are wrong!"
"Ha... Exactly 40 years old?" Max said with an exaggerated expression: "I am 59 years old this year. If a waitress secretly gave birth to a son for me when I was 19 years old, he would be the same age as you...
I just look young, but in fact I may be the biological father of one of you."
An archer raised his hand and fired an arrow. The arrow hit Max's cheek and penetrated the tree trunk next to him.
"Max, has anyone told you that your mouth is so annoying? I really want to sew it up!" he said angrily.
Max was very calm. The sharp arrow scratched his cheek. He didn't even blink and said calmly: "Boy, an old cripple like me is still afraid of death? I just think it's too shameful to commit suicide, but it's his turn."
You won’t come to humiliate me.”
Leeson stretched out his hand to stop his companion and said to Max: "You always make inappropriate jokes... That's good, at least you are still the same Max, not like Captain Harker."
Max leaned against the tree trunk and murmured with a smile: "I really want to be like Huck, but it's a pity that Wiltok forgot how to help me... You don't really think that Wiltok is a vampire, do you? I'll use my
Bet with your mouth and tongue, Wiltok is definitely not a ghost! Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in Gangyan, the leader of the Taku clan, and the vision of Sister Marcy. So, I will definitely win this bet, you see,
My mouth and tongue are fine..."
He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, looking very funny.
"Hell, who you want to bet with is your own business. We don't want to risk our lives."
Lison shook his head and said: "We have seen Vertok change his appearance; he has caught the wind in his hands, and we have also seen it. I don't know what he is, but it is not a Disa half-elf."
Max thought for a while and said: "The high-level Hemer tribe can summon ice, and the high-level Tacao tribe can control lava. Just because Wiltok can catch the wind, you can't conclude that he is a ghost that eats half-elves? Wiltok
Ke has no ill intentions towards you, he just has not recovered from his brain disease...his speech and behavior sometimes look different from ours."
Lison said: "This is not important... What is important is that we have seen Wiltok's transformation, and we have seen the secret of his ability to catch the wind. There are many other things about him that are unusual, and we are the insiders.
If I were Wiltok, I would also think about killing people and silencing them." As he spoke, he shook his left index finger at Max to stop him from opening his mouth to defend: "Don't give us any guarantees. Your guarantees are worse than farts...
At most you are Vertok's lackey, he won't listen to you at all!"
Max said dejectedly: "Okay, what you said makes sense. Then, kill me and then run away, praying that Wiltok can't catch up with you?"
Lison threw a wild mud melon with a blue skin and threw it at Max's feet, saying: "We don't want to offend Wiltok, nor do we want to be silenced by him. I know it's not safe here. The ferocious jackals have
They may chase after you. We will leave some food for you. If you die here, you will be unlucky. The treasure left by Captain Rhodes belongs to us, that is what we deserve."
The professionals of the Iron Cross turned and walked towards the east. That direction only led to the outside of the territory and could not reach Rapid City. They wanted to get rid of Max first, and then change the direction of exploration to prevent Max from spying on their whereabouts.
Max picked up wild mud melons from the ground and couldn't help shouting to the backs of Lison and others: "There is no safe place in the wild. You lack experience in wild exploration. It will be difficult for you to find the settlement in the outskirts of Rapid City alive!"
Lison glanced back at Max. He didn't understand the risks he was about to face, but they still resolutely abandoned the experienced dark hunter, leaving Max to fend for himself, and accelerated their pace of progress, quickly