"Damn it!" As soon as Mutt crossed the threshold of the house door, Albert hurriedly closed the door.
But at the last moment when he closed the door, Tiger saw the strange figure among the monsters with his peripheral vision.
Just because of that one figure, all of Albert's previous conclusions were overturned in an instant.
"These monsters are not scavengers..." Tiger muttered, "That's... the monster's messenger cat."
If the group of monsters did not come for Rouf's body, but were manipulated by someone to come here specifically, then their purpose is very different from what Albert originally imagined.
Maybe the guy who controls the Warcraft is actually a killer sent by a certain force, specifically to kill Albert and Mutt. The reason is very simple, he just doesn't want these two main players of the Sphinx team.
Players take part in tomorrow morning's game.
But is this possible? Albert will bring Rufu's body to Melson Stone for a funeral. This should be an unexpected event that no one can predict. No matter how powerful the Sphinx's opponents are,
It is impossible for their intelligence network to be so perfect.
So what kind of situation is this now? Albert couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"What should we do next?" The voice of the cat-man boy Mutt brought Tiger back to reality from his meditation.
"Well...go and block all the doors and windows in the house, quickly!" Albert said as he dragged the sofa next to him and blocked the front door of the house.
"Got it!" Mutt ran towards the back door, stretching his hand to close the window.
After Albert closed the windows in the front of the house and bolted them, he rushed to the back door to meet Mutt. There, Tiger pushed a heavy shoe cabinet to seal the back door. As he did so, he saw
There were shadows shaking outside the window. It was obvious that the group of monsters and the people leading the group of monsters had discovered Albert and the others and began to surround the room.
Moreover, they could not bear to attack before completely surrounding the house. It was obvious that these monsters acted under orders, and everything had a strict plan. The monster user--the controller of the monster--
-----Definitely not a mediocre character.
It should be said that one person can control such a large group of Warcraft to carry out such a careful operation. That person is not an ordinary character. The only people who can do this are probably the rabbit people who can communicate with Warcraft.
Those characters in the race who are proficient in hypnosis. Maybe mermaids? Who knows.
"What's next?" The cat boy closed the back door and the window behind the house and asked again.
"Let me think about it again." Albert tried to calm down and think about countermeasures. Judging from the size of those monsters, it is impossible for them to break in through the window. It will also take some time for them to break into the door. During this period
Within that time, Albert and the others should first find all usable weapons from the house and then find a way to escape.
"Go to the second floor." Albert then said, "I hope Ruf has hidden some usable weapons on the second floor."
"No, go to the basement." The cat boy Mutt said.
"What?" Tiger said for a moment, "Are you a stupid meow? Defend from the second floor. When you really can't stand it, you can jump out of the window and escape. Isn't hiding in the basement looking for death? There is no way to escape from there.
, it will be completely over if we are besieged!"
The cat boy blinked, reached out and took something from the kitchen cabinet (it was too dark for Albert to see clearly), and said to the tiger: "Trust me."
Albert's expression suddenly became solemn: "Did Ruf tell you to do this, meow?"
The cat boy nodded: "I always have this feeling, even though I don't know it very well."
"Okay then." Albert walked towards the door of the basement: "Hurry up------Hey, but this door is locked..."
"I have the key." Mutt rummaged through the bag of flour in his hand, and finally found a key hidden in it. He pointed the key at the basement door, poked and twisted it, and sure enough, the door opened smoothly.
.
"Why do you kid always steal flour from Rufu's house?" Albert pushed open the basement door and complained.
An ancient musty smell came to my face. No one had opened this basement for who knows how many years.
"Uh." The cat boy lit a torch, covered his nose and walked down: "Come on."
"Tsk." Albert closed the basement door behind him and locked it. He knew that they could not eliminate the smell and traces when they entered the basement, and the enemies would eventually break in and knock the basement door open.
It's just a matter of time. Hopefully they can find something in the basement to solve their urgent problem.
"This is ------?!" Under the light of the torch, what appeared in front of the tiger man youth and the cat man boy was a frighteningly huge arsenal of weapons.
Albert was dumbfounded.
"This is... a pair of swords made from the saber teeth of a pterosaur!?
...A scimitar made from the claws of a swamp monster!?
...A snake venom dagger made by tempering the venom of a purple-black snake?!
...A spear made from the horns of Thunder Pegasus?!"
Before Tiger could finish speaking, the cat-man boy Mutt quickly rolled his eyes at Albert: "It's all about that, how about talking like a human being?"
"These are weapons made from the limbs of monsters with a danger level of A or above." Albert then replied: "Normally, even experienced hunters may not be able to get their hands on them."
"So..." Mutt was stunned for a second: "This arsenal is very powerful?"
"...Everything in this arsenal looks familiar." Albert raised his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized: "I have killed all the monsters used as weapon materials in this arsenal. No, Rufu and I
Killed together."
"Huh?" Mutt felt the violation.
"But history has changed... Rufu should have never seen me... Well, how come..." Then Albert fell into confusion again: "So, in the changed history, that kid alone
The same number of equally powerful monsters were all killed, nya?... You are so capable."
"Is now the time to admire me?" Mutt went over and picked up a weapon with a weird shape similar to the Bow Fury: "First see what weapons here can be used, and then find a way to escape from here!"
"Well, this meow------" Albert walked aside and picked up several bags hanging on the wooden shelves: "As expected."
He threw one of the bags to Mutt, "Put all the weapons in this arsenal into your pockets, hurry up."
"What?"
"It's useless to hug the Buddha now. If you try to use unfamiliar weapons, you will only die faster." Albert said, "But we can't throw away all the hard work Rufu has accumulated over the years. Put it away."
Take them all away, one day we will need these weapons."
"The premise is that you can get out of here alive." Mutt rolled his eyes at Albert.
"You can, believe me." Albert had already seen things similar to medicine jars piled up in the basement. There were hundreds of small, palm-sized jars, but they were all carefully installed with fixed racks and shock-proof and flame-proof materials.
Wrapped up. The walls and ceiling of this basement are all reinforced with steel, which is not only strong, but also has excellent flame retardant capabilities. Seeing this, Albert has basically guessed what Rufus did when he built this basement.
idea.
Mutt used the bags that Albert threw to him (actually they were large storage bags with subspace) to plunder all the weapons in the basement and threw them all into the subspace of the pockets.
Albert also picked up another bag and carefully put the small, palm-sized cans in it. He also divided them into two pockets.
"What are those?" the cat boy asked curiously.
"Flame pot and poison pot." Tiger replied: "To put it bluntly, they are homemade incendiary bombs and poisonous mist bombs commonly used by hunters. The ingredients are easy to find in the wild, and they are very powerful when used against monsters, and they are easy to use. I agree.
I'll give you half of it. If it becomes dangerous later, throw it as hard as you can. But be careful and don't throw it too close. It won't be fun if you burn yourself."
"But……"
"One more thing," Albert stuffed a pocket full of flame bottles to the cat boy, and at the same time almost emptied the shelf where the flame bottles were stored, "These things are all flammable and explosive.
Generally, it will only be placed in a cool and ventilated location, and there must be a way out nearby for emergencies. There must be a secret passage to escape in this basement... Find it out!"
The cat-man boy nodded. He had just put the last weapon into his storage pocket and put it away, and immediately started looking around for it.
Ruf gave part of his memory to Mutt. Theoretically, the cat-man boy Mutt should be able to remember something. Even if he can't remember it for a while, he should be able to naturally find the hidden secret exit with his intuition.
No, that's not necessary at all.
Oops------The flames are swaying and dancing.
After the various weapons hanging on the wall were removed, the air flow in the basement became smoother. Mutt saw the torch in his hand shaking and immediately knew that there was wind blowing in the basement. There was wind somewhere in the basement.
Sneak in, and the secret exit is nearby.
The cat boy followed the direction of the torch and checked back, and it didn't take long to find a secret door hidden behind the thickened steel wall.
The door of the house outside began to make noises at this time. Those monsters were banging against the door! The outside door was just a wooden door of a cabin, and it was not strong. It could be broken open in two or three times. The monsters relied on their sensitive
It wouldn't take more than ten seconds to find the basement door and come to it. Albert and the others had no time to hesitate. The cat boy and the tiger worked together to lift the secret door, and in an instant they