The streets in the Bone Burial Village are relatively neatly planned, but those in the east-west direction have even-numbered streets, while those in the north-south direction have odd numbers. For example, No. 3 Street is a main road that runs through the village from north to south, while No. 2 Street has no
The question is perpendicular to it.
Dulan had been hanging out in the Bone Burial Village for a while, and he still had a certain understanding of the direction of the streets here. Although the fog was heavy and blocked his sight, he quickly found No. 2 Street.
Standing at the intersection of No. 2 Street and No. 3 Street and looking ahead, the unfathomable fog covered everything inside like a thick veil. Occasionally, an undetectable wind blew past Dulan's temples.
, he only felt that the cold breath was getting stronger.
"There is no illuminated brazier on Second Street?" Dulan frowned uneasily. Compared with Second Street, the Third Street he walked through before can undoubtedly be regarded as the Avenue of Light - this street every ten or so
There will be long-lasting fire pits burning on both sides of the trail, never-endingly illuminating the road ahead. Even though the fog is thick, it still gives people a sense of peace of mind. But No. 2 Street is completely different. This street
It turned out to be completely dark all the way. Except for the intersection with No. 3 Street, no firelight could be seen on the rest of the road.
"Hell." Duran muttered. He had to take out the evil contract. Before the battle happened, he quickly made up a set of lighting tools - including three ordinary torches, one magic torch, and two pieces of lighting equipment.
Flint for fire. There is no doubt that this move brought Duran, who was quite rich just now, to the edge of bankruptcy. He only had one amethyst left in his pocket, and he was completely destitute.
Duran lit an ordinary torch and took a look at the description of the contract auxiliary system.
"Each ordinary torch can last for one hour, while a magic torch can last for three hours. What a luxury." Duran held the torch, no longer delaying, and strode into the depths of No. 2 Street.
The road on No. 2 Street cannot be called narrow, but the buildings on both sides are quite dilapidated, and have a completely different feeling from No. 3 Street. As he continued to go deeper, there were warning signs in Dulan's heart from time to time - he more than once
He suddenly turned around, but at that moment, the feeling of being watched immediately disappeared without a trace. Correspondingly, there was nothing behind him, and nothing could be seen except for large expanses of fog.
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Duran's spirit was highly tense. In the previous missions, once he did not arrive at the mission location, there was basically no danger. But this mission was obviously different. Duran's super-high perception told him: something was watching.
Own.
If Dulan had just entered the evil land, he would have already fallen into fear and panic. However, he is no longer what he used to be. Continuous fighting has allowed him to grow rapidly - not only in terms of physical skills, but also in terms of psychological quality.
.Dulan's psychological quality is already considered to be excellent. His calm and rational thinking habits and super data analysis ability give him the potential to go further in this aspect.
He gradually slowed down his pace, and on the surface he was still moving forward, but with every step he took, he activated [Visual Inspection], and [Listening] was turned on from the beginning.
The talent of data flow makes it easier to systematize and digitize the information obtained by his ultra-high perception. Although the visual inspection skills have various limitations, in just a few dozen steps, Duran can identify the number and shape of enemies.
Observed thoroughly. Listening skills further improve and supplement this incomplete information.
"There are eight monsters in total. Two are in front, hiding in the fog, and three are hiding behind me. The two next to the garbage pile and the shadow on the right window lattice must also be their accomplices." Dulan didn't move.
Observing the situation calmly, he knew that there must be no less than this number of monsters hidden in the fog. These eight unlucky ones were only discovered by himself, and there may be many that he missed.
The only good news is that these guys are not that big, only about one-eighth the size of an ordinary person. Their shape is weird, they seem to be a black shadow, but there are also guys with all four limbs.
If Dulan still couldn't guess the origin of the other party with such abundant information, then he might have died in an evil place long ago.
"It should be the ghost baby." Dulan came to a conclusion in his mind. His pace slowed down again, he raised the torch in his hand, and then glanced at the house number next to the street with his peripheral vision.
【No. 45, Second Street】
No. 78, the target location, was at least ten minutes' walk away. However, these guys actually surrounded him early and looked like they might attack him at any time. Duran had never encountered such a situation before.
Now that he has discovered these malicious guys, it is not Dulan's style to sit back and wait for death. He must take the initiative and strike first to kill these ghost babies.
So his body paused. At this moment, he could clearly feel the strong resentment and evil thoughts coming from the eight ghost babies.
"The mental impact of the chaotic will, is this a sign before taking action?" Dulan sneered. The [Platycodon Flower Badge] he wore allowed him to ignore mental spell attacks below the third level, and the [Terrifying Bandana] attached
His will can also greatly weaken the ghost baby's mental spells. The ghost baby's tricks can't hinder him at all.
However, just to be on the safe side, he quickly took out the soundproof earplugs generously gifted by the Supreme Council, squeezed them into thin strips, and stuffed them into his ears.
The thin strips of sponge expanded in his ear canal, filling his outer and middle ears, and most outside sounds were immediately cut off.
"It's really a good thing to fight insomnia." Duran couldn't help but praise. The next second, he had already pulled out the vampire scimitar with both hands, and inserted the torch into the ground. The firelight shone on the blade and reflected a heart-stopping effect.
The dark red color and the vein-like texture of the blade make people instinctively feel numb on the scalp. The ghost babies in the fog obviously began to feel uneasy, and they made small noises irritably. Even if they were as low-intelligence as them, they knew that Duran had discovered it.
their existence.
These guys are not people with strong restraint. Generally speaking, once the wandering ghost babies find a living person, they will immediately pounce on them and bite their flesh and blood - at most, they can add a psychic spell before pounce on them. They will not follow them.
There must be someone behind these ghost babies who is instigating and controlling them.
"Since you are unwilling to take action, then I will not be polite?" Duran didn't know what the creature behind the ghost baby was thinking, so he simply used the [Ally Agreement] in the Flame King's talent. This skill allows him to
Summon allied creatures. Last time Duran summoned ten lava worms, but this time he chose another ally.
The activation of the innate ability was as fast as lightning. Before the ghost babies or the masters behind them could sense it, the dark red portal had already been opened.
A scream came from inside the door: "Oh! Hateful evil spirit aura, this is the most hated place of Ned's death! What idiot summoned the wise and mighty Lord Ned to such a place? I
I’m going to beat you into a pig’s head!”
However, no matter how reluctant [Lord Ned] was, gravity would not spare him just because he was a wise and powerful fire elf user. So a scene appeared that shocked Duran so much that his jaw dropped to the ground:
A fat guy fell out of the disappearing portal with a plop, and fell to the cold marble floor in an awkward manner.
To be fair, the word chubby is probably a more euphemistic description. Duran has never seen such a strange elf envoy - although he has seen only a few elf envoys. However, this guy appeared in a mess.
Duran was a bit doubtful about his identity: Is this guy really a flame elf envoy? Generally speaking, young flame elf envoys are indeed a little baby fat, but this one has obviously gone beyond the concept of baby fat.
If Duran hadn't seen the two pairs of small, pitiful wings on Ned's back with sharp eyes, he would certainly not have believed that these things were his summoned allies.
The ghost babies seemed to be shocked by Lord Ned's appearance, and they all hunkered down stiffly.
The fat guy crawled on the ground several times before he managed to stabilize his body. At this moment, Dulan coughed and asked kindly: "Hey, are you okay?"
"Very good!" The little fat man puffed out his cheeks and looked Dulan up and down: "No doubt, very good."
"So, this is the Feinan Continent that Lily and the others often talk about?"
