The screams of gunshots broke the silence in the darkness, and in the dark sewers far away from the ground, screams, gunshots, roars, and screams rang out.
Before the poison jar was found, monsters with fangs rushed out of the dark sewers, grabbed the frightened patrol soldiers, and bit them crazily.
The slender sewer branch seems a bit low for normal adults, but it is just right for these monsters.
The bodies are also hunched, but these creatures are obviously more flexible and agile. When the light of the torch is covered by dirty water and mud, these bloodthirsty creatures are still agile and brutal.
Fatty Anderson was bitten on the calf and fell to his knees. His companion was about to save him, but another little monster jumped on his back, biting the back of his neck with its sharp fangs, and quickly tore open a piece of flesh.
The hunter reluctantly grabbed the monster and threw it off his back, but the next second, another monster rushed up crazily. The muddy and wet ground made him unstable. The hunter was completely thrown to the ground, and,
Never got up again.
The monster bit at his throat and tore open his helmetless cheek. The hunter fell to the mud and twitched for a while before drowning in his own blood.
The entire sewer was filled with the shrill screams of human soldiers. The people behind them hurriedly ran out when they saw this. Fear made them forget their companions, and the closed environment intensified the atmosphere of terror, making them forget that they were soldiers.
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On the other end, the witch hunter pulled out his pistol and fired a shot at the charging monster. After the fire light came on, the bullet came out of the chamber at a very fast speed and shot into the monster's forehead while spinning!
One shot to the head!
With blood splattering, the monster fell on its back.
Yes, even in a dark environment, witch hunters can maintain excellent vision, although this can only last for a while. But it is completely enough.
Diego walked forward quickly and glanced at the corpse. The deformed body was curled up, only two-thirds of the height of a normal adult male, and the twisted face was hidden under the dirty fur, looking like a wealthy wolf.
Inside the protruding mouth is a row of tiny, broken teeth. Ordinary soldiers didn't recognize it, but as a witch hunter, Diego recognized it at a glance. This was the Rat Man lurking in the underground world.
The inference at the beginning is correct, this is not a natural outbreak of the plague, but a conspiracy!
Just as Diego was about to kill the ratmen here and find the poison jars containing the source of the plague, more ratmen poured out of the tunnels. Their number was like rats running rampant in the streets at night, although they could not be seen.
He couldn't see them, but Diego could hear the sound of countless furs scraping across the cave walls, rustling, rustling.
Twenty? A hundred? Or more?
The witch hunter didn't know how many ratmen there were, but he knew that he couldn't stay here longer, as the team members in other passages must have also been attacked. He had to leave here as soon as possible and look for reinforcements outside.
Not far away, a larger rat man screamed and pounced on the rat catcher.
The ratcatchers were so frightened that they ran away. Their job was to catch rats, but they were just rats. No matter how fat or big they were, they were still rats. And they had never seen a ratman with a human-shaped torso. Fear took hold of them.
The brain makes them panic and choose a way out.
The guide who brought Diego and his party in was directly forced into a corner by the Rat Man. He screamed, shouted, and begged for help, but no one paid attention to his screams because the others were also running for their lives in panic.
In the dark corner, Diego saw the rat hunter being surrounded by four or five rat men. The rodents bit open the flesh on his throat and tore out the blood vessels, followed by frantic biting, biting his face, and biting him.
The nose and eyes fell off, until blood kept splattering on the tattered corpse...
Diego fired a shot and reloaded the bullet, but taking advantage of this gap, the rat man had already pounced on him. In the darkness, the rat man's eyes revealed the red color of blood. The witch hunter calmly reloaded and waited until the rat man pounced on him.
A second before, there was a "bang" sound, the bullet came out of the barrel, the metal slug rotated at high speed, penetrated from the rat man's chest, and then penetrated from the rat man's back at almost the same speed!
The rat man didn't even have time to scream, and he fell heavily at the witch hunter's feet. A hole was made in his body, and blood flowed out from the hole where the flesh was blurred.
Then came the second and third ones. Diego held the pistol in one hand and drew his sword with the other, stabbing them left and right.
At the same time, he ran hard towards the exit. He had to escape from here. As long as he reached the ground, the security forces of Olengrad would find him and support him. No matter how arrogant the rats were, they would not dare to rush onto the streets in the daytime.
Ge knew that as long as he rushed out, all the trouble would be solved.
However, a short rat-man bit his calf, and its fangs pierced the leather boots and were nailed to the flesh. Diego groaned, kicked the short rat-man away, and was about to
After another shot, another much larger rat man rushed up from behind and hit him on the back of the neck!
There is no doubt that these ratmen are good hunters. They know how to hunt and the most vulnerable parts of their prey, which are the throat, neck, and wrists...
Fortunately, the rat's teeth were not as sharp as those of beasts. It did not bite through the witch hunter's blood vessels. Enduring the severe pain, Diego forcibly pulled the rat man off his back, grabbed the rat man's head, and fiercely
Smashed against the stone wall of the sewer.
Only the crisp sound of broken bones was heard, and the rat man turned into a pool of bloody flesh in the hands of the witch hunter. Without time to vent his anger, Diego dropped the body and fled. He escaped from the coat that was already stained red with blood.
He took out two bottles of medicine, quickly unplugged the bottle of medicine, and drank the two bottles of medicine in one gulp.
That can temporarily relieve pain and speed up bleeding. But it's only temporary.
In front, there was a figure dangling back and forth. When the team members behind heard the screams from the front, they ran back in panic. However, the Rat Man seemed to have been ambush. The long and narrow sewer was now completely transformed into rats and mice.
The hunting ground of these ratmen. Human soldiers and policemen were torn to pieces by these bloodthirsty creatures, and blood continued to flow downstream along the muddy sewers.
Diego didn't know how long he struggled and ran in this dirty and narrow sewer. He only knew that if it weren't for those bottles of potion, he would have died tragically like the patrol members at the claws of those rats.
Sunlight shines through the manhole cover of the sewer. Below, are the corpses of human soldiers who had no time to climb up. In the shadows, groups of rats surrounded the manhole cover, daring not to go forward. In the entire team, only Diego was the last one.
He crawled out of the sewer with difficulty... He was covered in blood, his leather clothes were torn, and there was a big hole in the corner of his eye. The wound on the back of his neck burst again, and fresh blood flowed through the dried and solidified blood clots, as if a head had just recovered from the blood.
The bloodworms crawling out of purgatory... triggered waves of frightened screams from the surrounding residents.
"Quick! Call the guards...doctors..."
The witch hunter shouted with his last strength...