"Who are you!? Why attack us!? We just want to take the road to Sean! There is no ......"

Before Arthur could finish his sentence, the carrion rushed up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Arthur be careful!" The bowstring tightened, and Werther fired quickly, an arrow hitting the rotting corpse in the throat, "What the hell do you want!?" ”

The carrion corpse that was shot in the throat only stopped for a short time, and soon attacked again, and Arthur decisively swung his sword, which was also cut off at the waist.

"Vitgo, they're dead! Their bodies must be destroyed so that they cannot move! ”

"I see, be careful!" Seeing the carrion rushing up at the same time, Werther lit the arrows in Bangor's trait with a torch, and the rocket quickly burned after hitting the carrion, and the rustle became rapid and fierce.

While resisting and retreating, Arthur swung his sword, and Werther used fire, although it was not difficult to deal with, but the rotting corpses kept pouring out, and the two had to run while fighting, and ran according to the same path.

Arthur didn't understand how there were so many spirit shadows hiding in the abandoned mines, and those carrion corpses were everywhere, and new carrion corpses poured out at every intersection they ran to, and the two of them didn't bother to look at the map in such a situation, so they could only run to the road where there were no carrion.

I don't know how long it took to run, but there were not many arrows left, and Arthur's physical strength, whose vitality had been depleted, was rapidly lost, and the sword momentum was no longer smooth.

Arthur had a vague feeling that these endless carrion corpses seemed to be leading them somewhere.

It didn't take long for the long-lost fresh smell to come, and after another body was cut off, Arthur raised his torch and looked at them in amazement, and what appeared in front of them was a huge open space, even bigger than Wommeer's execution ground! The source of the flavor is the river flowing in the middle, and the sound of the heavy water echoes, extending into the darkness both upstream and downstream, and there is no end in sight.

"It's ...... Underground water veins!? So we've reached a great depth, not the surface of the pit! Werther watched the environment and watched the rear, carefully peering with his torch, and the other side of the river as far as the fire could reach was covered with rotting corpses, and there was not a single crevice in sight.

The carrion corpses attracted by the bright light wriggled like blue-gray caterpillars squeezed together.

"What the hell is ...... What's going on...... Here, this Zait, what the hell is going on!? ”

"It's probably the most incredible nightmare." Knowing that Werther didn't have many arrows left, Arthur slowly closed his eyes and opened them again, and after taking a deep breath, he raised his sword again, forcefully pushing Werther into a temporarily safe space, and then rushed towards the carrion corpses that surrounded them on the riverbank.

"Arthur!"

"Stay there and conserve your strength! Don't worry! ”

Time passed, Arthur slashed desperately, sword after sword, in order to save physical strength and replace defense with offense, fatigue made the accuracy decrease, then the only way was to attack again.

The boy was surrounded by corpse organs, and the splattered dirt made him look like one of the carrion. And he no longer wields a sword like a swordsman, no moves, no thinking, just repeatedly slashing and destroying like a mechanic. The desire to survive caused the boy to pull out most of his rotten intestines in the chaos, and at the same time swung his sword and slashed off the thigh behind him, dizziness and nausea made him vomit, but even when he vomited, his hand was tearing through a body, and the sword was still slashing hard.

Werther found that Arthur's eyes had changed, it was a strange look he had never seen before, unlike when he hunted animals for food, unlike when he defeated enemies to win, Arthur was now slashing like a beast, just trying to survive in the most primitive way.

Are the trapped beasts still fighting? No, Witt subconsciously hugged his arms, his arms and even his whole body were trembling slightly, and Arthur at this time actually made him feel frightened.

That is the murderous nature hidden under the bottom line of survival, flowing in the blood of every living being, hidden in the depths of everyone's heart, and the violent factor after breaking free from the shackles of morality.

Arthur's physical strength was already exhausted, he should not have any more strength, his hair was dizzy, his eyes could not see clearly, he should have reached the so-called limit of humanity, he should have fallen straight down, blended into the scattered and piled up corpses, unable to get up again.

But he was still wielding his sword.

With the support of the numb body, the sore arm to persevere, the eyes do not need to see clearly, the consciousness does not need to be clear, in the foggy state after reaching the limit, in a blank consciousness, what is dominating the body named Arthur, that ruler can replace the power to drive the arm to slash, can replace the eyes and ears to sense the attack is coming, so what else is needed? There is no need, Arthur is superfluous, Arthur will be tired and painful, he will be afraid to retreat, at this time he is just dragging, the Dominator will place Arthur on the river, tempt with life, replace Arthur as the master of this body.

"Arthur! Can't go any further! They're seducing you! Werther shouted vigorously, he didn't know if Arthur had noticed, he was surrounded by carrions, he had walked step by step into the river, the river was up to his waist, he walked to the middle of the river.

The rotting corpses were laughing, whether they were surging to attack, or being cut and torn, or standing onlookers, all rustling, with their rotting throats and mouths, with hoarse and strange laughter, mocking and luring the Dominant in Arthur's name closer.

"Werther, something is wrong with Arthur!" Suddenly appeared out of thin air, Nayin came to Werther's side, his expression was also anxious and worried, "If he continues to cut like this, he won't be able to come back!" ”

"This, what the hell ......is this," Werther knew that Nain, who was with Arthur, could sense the boy's abnormality, "but what else can be done now, we can't get out, and it's impossible to escape." ”

"How many arrows do you have?"

"There are only three left."

Raising his hand to the other side of the river, Naine pointed to a point in the darkness: "These carrion corpses are not blindly attacking, they have a purpose, and they have a leader, that person is on the other side, hiding in the dark and watching us, we can't let him capture Arthur!" ”

"Is it there? Good! Igniting the arrow, Werther calmed down and aimed, although the target was darkness, but with his trust and perception of his companions, he could sense the eyes that were watching in the darkness.

The hand loosened the arrow, and the arrow flew to the opposite shore like a meteor with a firelight, bringing out an orange light.

The eyes in the darkness smiled at the light, and just as the arrow was about to get close, a large group of carrion corpses swooped out and stood in front of him.

On the other side, Witt and Nayin could not see clearly, only the flames burst out, a large number of rotting corpses burned, and they stepped into the river, not to extinguish the flames, but to continue to attack Arthur.

The surface of the river seemed to be burning, the flames jumped and rose between the floating corpses and the wriggling and attacking corpses, and the entire cavern was illuminated, and the rustling sound, the sound of the young man's slashing, and the burning sound of the flames filled this closed dark space, just like the scene of purgatory.