MTL - Lord Highlander-Chapter 44 43. The gate of the living ghost
Chapter 44 43. The door of the living ghost
A bonfire was lit in the corner of the rock crevice, the firewood in the fire had been completely burned, and only the last bit of dark red charcoal was left to smoke and roast a huge fish bone. The meat on the fish bone had been shaved to pieces Eighth, only the charred skeleton remains.
The indigenous girl squatted next to the campfire, using a dagger to search for the last bit of fish on the fish bones. This was not because she was not full, but because of a habit brought to her by a poor life. She had big emerald green eyes , the nose is very small, the chin is pointed, and the forehead is a bit wide. According to the aesthetic standards of the imperial people, this kind of unrecognizable face is not beautiful.
The swordsman Bacarel walked over, took a package of dry food wrapped in banana leaves from the side, and handed it to the indigenous girl.
This pack of dry rations was stripped from the soldiers of the second squad by the swordsman Bacarel. This kind of marching ration that the soldiers almost vomited was a rare delicacy for the indigenous girls.
Their bodies were colonized like black-striped magic skin. The three indigenous hunters sat quietly in the corner. Their faces were covered with black magic-stripes. It seemed that their bodies were trying to suppress some kind of pain. They needed a little time to get familiar with the pain in their bodies. This force, whether it was running, jumping or punching with a sword, they lost the sense of familiarity with their bodies before. Swordsman Bacarel planned to train them before dark.
He Boqiang really wanted to go over to have a look, but the three aboriginal hunters looked like strangers, and couldn't communicate with them, so he had to give up this idea.
Suldak told He Boqiang that insisting on eating the flesh and blood of monsters for a long time can improve his physical fitness. Recently, the staple food of the second-smallest fighters is fish porridge every day. It just lit up inexplicably.
The swordsmen of Bacalel, thirteen warriors from the second team, and twenty indigenous hunters temporarily formed a battle team. They left the temporary residence in the cracks in the valley by night and entered the dense forest in the valley.
Indigenous girl Molly is also one of the entourage. She is very familiar with the environment of the valley and dense forest, so she took the initiative to lead the way.
In fact, the temporary residence on the rock crevice side is not far from the ghost gate.
There are aboriginal hunters taking turns guarding the Devil's Gate at all times. As long as there is any change, the aboriginal hunters here will report to the temporary residence in the crack as soon as possible.
The usual situation is that there are evil spirits crawling out of the door, and the indigenous hunters can't solve them. Bacarel swordsmen need to take action in person. Before the evil spirits have adapted to the power of the world law of the Warsaw plane, try to solve the evil spirits as soon as possible. Lose.
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The valley is quiet at night, a few stars can be seen through the dense canopy, and the road in the forest is dark.
The indigenous hunters are fully adapted to this environment. They walked like flying in the woodland, followed by the soldiers of the second team. Everyone ran very hard in the woodland, but no one complained at this time, and everyone tried their best. Strength followed.
Putting aside a bush in front of him, He Boqiang finally saw the door of evil spirits standing against the stone wall.
That door has completely exceeded He Boqiang's cognition, he never thought that the door of evil spirits was alive...
The stone wall in the distance was not covered by the lush branches, and it was still somewhat bright. Taking advantage of the night, I could vaguely see that it was a green-faced fang-toothed evil spirit over four meters in size sitting next to the stone wall. He Boqiang could clearly see it. Seeing his eyes that were still patrolling around, the stone wall behind him was covered with purple blood stains, but in the night, these blood stains were like shadows.
No wonder Suldak said that the swordsman of Bacalit chased a green-faced fang-toothed evil spirit from the Kampato River valley into Gandar Er Mountain.
The green-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit leaned against the stone wall, holding a huge bone stick in his hand, and seemed to be in good spirits.
It's just that its chest seems to have been cut open by a sharp weapon, extending from the throat of the collarbone to the mermaid line. This two-meter-long wound is turned outward, and purple blood stains continue to flow from the wound to the sea. Extravasation.
Just when everyone in the second team was wondering where the evil ghost's gate was, a **** ghost hand suddenly stretched out from the abdominal wound of the blue-faced fang-toothed evil spirit. The face was contorted in extreme pain, at this time, another hand also stretched out from the wound, and then a head that kept emitting green smoke poked out from inside.
I saw that the moment the evil ghost's facial skin came into contact with the air, it was quickly corroded as if it had encountered strong acid. Breathing the foul-smelling blue smoke, when he completely emerged from the wound of the blue-faced evil spirit, the skin of his whole body was quickly corroded, leaving only the purple-red muscle tissue inside his body.
The two aborigines who were guarding the bushes saw that it was the swordsman Bacarel rushing over, and quickly reported the situation here to him in aboriginal language.
The resolute face of the swordsman Bacarel was full of dignity, and he kept nodding while listening to the natives' narration.
Then he patted the shoulders of the two aboriginal hunters and said a few words to the girl Molly, and Molly handed the two packs of grilled fish to the two aboriginal hunters.
Baijialiu swordsman gathered the soldiers of the second team, and lowered his voice here to introduce the situation here:
"This is the power of the world law of the Warsaw plane. For these evil spirits in the abyss, the air in the Warsaw plane is like a poison. After their skin comes into contact with the poison, it is quickly corroded and melted away. However, these ghost warriors are super adaptable, as long as they are given enough time to adapt, they will slowly grow new skin, and the new skin fully conforms to the power of the laws of this world."
"Observe their movements carefully, are their arms and thighs extremely uncoordinated? These are also affected by the laws of the world, but they only need to adapt to the influence of these actions for half a day before they can fully adapt."
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, it would be difficult for the soldiers of the second team to understand what Bacarel Swordsman said. It would be easier for everyone to accept it when Bacarel Swordsman explained it on the spot.
He Boqiang thought of the evil spirits he saw in the woods in the upper reaches of the river valley. It was probably because of this reason that they had no skin on their bodies. However, those evil spirits can obviously fight easily, and they seem to have adapted to the laws of this world. Even slaughtered a group of red-eyed hyenas and devoured the flesh and blood of those red-eyed hyenas.
It’s just that before they had time to digest that part of energy, they met a more powerful violent earth bear. When hunting the earth violent bear, they were killed by the earth violent bear.
At this time, the swordsman Bacarel went on to say to the soldiers:
"So if you want to kill these evil spirits, you must do it while they are not yet familiar with the laws of this world. This is why I can't leave this valley easily."
His eyes passed by the faces of every soldier, and he said to everyone seriously:
"Now, what I want to do is to eradicate this door of evil spirits. Only by killing this green-faced evil spirit can the door of evil spirits be completely closed. I need your help."
Hearing what Swordsman Bacarel said, the soldiers of the second team were all fighting high, as if they had put life and death aside.
Swordsman Bacarel went on to say: "Every time I try to get close to it, this blue-faced evil spirit will completely disregard its own physical capacity, forcefully tear its body apart, and release a large number of evil spirits. There is no way to solve it quickly, and we can only watch the new evil spirits join the battle, finally turn the tide of the battle and push me back... So this time we must strive to destroy this evil spirit door as quickly as possible, "
He Boqiang turned his head and took a look. The evil ghost who was constantly twisting the joints of his body in front of the gate of the evil spirit began to think seriously...
(end of this chapter)
