Chapter 42: The Evil Fangs of the Night Attack

The scorching sun hanging high in the sky gradually sank and dimmed, and the brightness that filled the clear blue sky gradually disappeared behind the clouds, and it was already close to dusk. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The yellow clouds glow warmly, giving a glow to the scenery of the entire mountains.

In the peaceful atmosphere of Bethers Village, the last team to investigate also returned to the village, and joined the White Ao Officer and the Elder Village Chief at the entrance of the village.

"It's hard work, let's rest early tonight."

Officer Bai Zhiao took the map of the mountains that the exploration team had painstakingly drawn and nodded with satisfaction.

"Lord Priest, it's not too early, let's go back to the village, and dinner is almost ready."

Village Chief Edexcel glanced at the detailed map, and then said to the white no-ku.

The group quickly entered the village, but a man with an anxious expression hurried to the side.

"What's wrong, so flustered?"

"There's a guy from Dideo's village..."

The man secretly glanced at the Bai Zhiao official and his party next to him, then hesitated and whispered to the village chief.

Edexcel's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking that there had been a change in the matter of transferring the evacuation, and he was a little nervous about the priest next to him, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"If there's anything you need help with, please don't hesitate."

The white official seemed to sense the man's embarrassment, and said gently.

"On our last patrol, we spotted an unconscious villager from Dideo's village."

"I have notified the pharmacist in the village for treatment, but I can't find the cause of the coma, it's too weird."

The man glanced at the village chief, and after getting permission, he spoke quickly and authentically.

"I hope the priest will help me."

Edexcel nodded, then turned around with a solemn expression.

"How can the people of Astaire, stand idly by?"

Bai Zhiao laughed, he was actually distressed by the awe and alienation of the villagers from their professions, isn't this an opportunity to send it to the door?

After coming to the medicine man's hut in the village, a group of people who had gathered at the door immediately dispersed, and the others looked at Bai Zhiao and walked into the hut with two priests.

What greeted me was a quaintly decorated, but not shabby room, with a comatose middle-aged woman lying on a wooden bed, a faint black air hanging over her face.

Under the signal of the white monk, the two attendant priests walked into the wooden bed, and the magic handprints changed for a while, and a faint white light suddenly enveloped the middle-aged woman.

Level 1 magic, light healing.

The middle-aged woman who was in a coma was bathed in white light, her expression gradually softened, the black gas slowly dissipated, and her eyelashes moved slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Feeling that the treatment was going smoothly, the two priests breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, something unexpected happened, and the hidden black qi suddenly burst out, completely bounced off the soft white light, and the entire head of the middle-aged woman was shrouded in black qi.

"Ahh

A sharp and painful scream rang out at once, and the medicinal herbs hanging in the hut kept shaking.

"What's wrong?" "Oh my God." "What's going on?"

The crowd outside the hut was noisy, curious and worried about what was going on inside.

At this time, the middle-aged woman grabbed her messy hair, frantically hit the wooden wall on the side, and kept screaming, as if she was enduring great pain.

The two priests looked at each other, at a loss.

"Second-level magic, Nianliu."

The voice of the white arc officer became a little cold, and the blue magic flow suddenly penetrated through the black qi that spread around, trapping the middle-aged woman into a solid and stopping her from almost self-harm.

"Level 1 magic, lethargy."

Not only that, but a purple magic rune emerged from his palm and sank into the middle-aged woman's head, quickly putting her back to sleep, and the screams disappeared instantly.

At this time, the villagers gathered outside, hearing the gradually faint screams, could no longer suppress their curiosity, pushed open the hidden door, and quietly walked in.

"Priest, what the hell is this..."

As soon as Edexcel entered the door, he looked at the shocking bloodstains on the wooden wall, as well as the middle-aged woman with her hair scattered, and she was a little scared.

"You're here watching her."

"Mr. Village Chief, let's go out and talk."

The white archer commanded the two priests, then sighed and walked out of the room.

After a simple exchange, the villagers screamed one after another, and the panicked discussion was continuous, and Edexcel shook his head again and again, looking disbelieving.

"You say it's a sign of ghouls, no way, it's the outskirts of the mountains, and ghouls can't come here."

"Yes, Lord Priest, the depths of the mountains are at least half a day's journey from here, and there were mercenaries who came last time and taught us about ghouls."

A group of villagers chattered, obviously not believing his judgment.

"Have the mercenaries been here?"

The white arcane officer frowned slightly, he keenly caught an unexpected message.

"It's certainly one of the signs of ghoulization, but it's not impossible to dispel."

Looking at the villagers who suddenly fell silent, Bai Zhiaoguan's eyes flickered, and then he said slowly.

"I'll do a dispersal ritual for that woman tonight, and I hope you'll tell me about those mercenaries later."

Seeing the villagers' expressions of interest, Bai Zhiao Guan smiled slightly, and then said.

Dusk was soon replaced by night, the starlight was barely visible, and a huge full moon with small craters hung in the deep night sky, giving off a soft glow.

The shadows of the surrounding trees blended with the darkness and looked a little terrifying, as if they were dressed in a burning cloak in the light of the campfire in the village of Bethers.

Villagers and samurai devotees sat beside the campfire, looking at a long bed emitted with a warm white light, on which middle-aged women were placed, and the white oku official was constantly changing magical handprints.

For humans who have been infected with the magic of different attributes, the priests of the Luna Sect have their own set of methods to disperse.

Level 2 magic, dispelling mantras.

Several white magical runes appeared at his side, floating towards the middle-aged woman.

The black qi entrenched in her skull erupted again, but this time there was no terrible cry, because the surging black qi melted away like snow meeting the sun under the light of the white runes.

A hideous black phantom, detached from the body of a middle-aged woman, emerged with teeth and claws, and let out a silent roar at the white arcane.

The white magic runes were somewhat crumbling as its claws tore at it.

"Oh my God, what a demon!" "This is a ghoul?" "It's scary!"

After these villagers saw this terrible phantom with their own eyes, they all talked with white faces.

"Self-aware?!"

Bai Zhiao looked at the hideous phantom, and was also a little surprised.

It is very rare for alien magic to have self-awareness, which means that the strength of this magic has reached a wonderful level.

Although he had a lot of doubts, he still increased the infusion of magic power, and the white runes that had almost disappeared around him suddenly lit up, and instantly disappeared into the pitch-black phantom.

The pitch-black phantom rolled for a while, as if to let out a scream of pain, and suddenly burst open, stirring up a strong black wind, sweeping the surroundings, and finally disappearing into the endless night.

"This...

The middle-aged woman who was unconscious also woke up and looked around in confusion.

"You're awake!" "Are you alright?"

The villagers of Bethers were a little excited, some of them went to thank the white officer, and some of them gathered around the middle-aged woman, asking this and that.

"Are you from Bethers Village?"

The middle-aged woman came back to her senses, looked around, and finally stopped her eyes on the face of the village chief of Edexcel, and said in surprise.

"Yes, what the hell are you..."

Edexcel smiled softly and said unhurriedly.

Without warning, a strong gust of wind interrupted his speech, and the surrounding trees rustled, and the flames of the bonfire slowly became smaller under the strong blow, and the darkness that had been dispelled by the light of the fire was all rushed over at once.

"Not good! Everyone get together! Get ready to defend your formation! ”

When everyone was shocked by this situation, Bai Zhiao's face changed drastically, and he immediately shouted loudly, his eyes filled with anger.

Intense fluctuations of demonic energy swirled around him, and he sensed a lot of terrifying creatures approaching here.

"Quack." "Quack." "Quack."

Next to the campfire, in the dark, which grew thicker and thicker, there was a creepy sound, like the constant grinding of fangs.

The swift black shadow was like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant it swept over the almost extinguished bonfire, and the faint flames were swallowed up, and darkness gradually enveloped the entire village of Bethes.

The pitch-black figure, the miserable white thin eyes, and the slender giant claws are the last brightness in everyone's field of vision.

At this time, no matter how dull people were, they also knew the fact that the monster was coming, and the helpless villagers in the darkness let out screams and cries for help.

The samurai believers were mixed in with the villagers, and they were also a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Level 2 magic, Holy Light Bullet!"

The white mystery official was about to say something, when an alarm suddenly rose in his heart, and he instantly fired a holy light bullet to the left.

The light bullet that emitted a blazing white light slammed into the black shadow on the side, and the exploding white light suddenly spread out, and the surrounding large area of darkness disappeared.

The appearance of the black shadow became clear, a large, dark red body about two years tall, with protruding vertebrae and sharp barbs, white compound eyes with a little scarlet, and huge claws full of dark green liquid.

The hideous and ugly head shook, and soon got used to the dazzling white light, completely ignoring the charred black hole on his body, opened his bloody mouth, and pounced on the white mysterious officer.

"This is, high-ranking ghouls?"

Bai Zhiaoguan's face was also ugly, and he was very shocked in his heart, and in the face of the rapid attack, he liberated his crystallized hands, and the golden light bloomed all of a sudden.

The golden fist shadow, which was especially dazzling in the darkness, shattered the rapid onslaught of the giant ghoul with unimaginable speed, and at the same time forced it back to the point of screaming.

With a strong force, and a golden fist shadow of hot magic power, it struck its body, leaving a series of scorched black burns.

But lurking on the sidelines, some of the others, low-level ghouls, pounced on the helpless crowd one after another, and launched their own slaughter.

The screams and shouts were intertwined, making this moonlit night a little dim, unusually bloody and cruel.