Amid the ranger's trilled screams, the Demon Hunter jumped into the massive cavern, and as he fell, he saw that the surrounding cliffs were covered with purple mushroom blankets, and some dark passages flashed before his eyes.

But the Demon Hunter's goal is clear, that is the tentacle that is trying to retract his fat body back into a passage in the deepest part of the cavern!

Pulling out his only dagger in the air, the Demon Hunter thrust it into the fungus blanket! Before jumping off, he looked at the thing nearly three inches thick, with a tough surface that looked like half-thawed raw meat when stepped on.

As if a layer of rubber had been pierced, there was a huge force in his hand, but the prepared demon hunter held the dagger tightly, ensuring that the angle between the dagger and the wall was always greater than ninety degrees!

The sharp blade of the dagger left a long wound on the fungus blanket, and the purple nutrient solution inside splattered with the wound! As the wound widened, the speed at which the Demon Hunter descended also rapidly, and after falling to a height of nearly thirty meters, he finally approached the bottom of the cave.

Releasing the almost deformed dagger in his hand, the Demon Hunter jumped nearly four meters above the ground and landed firmly at the bottom of the cavern.

The ranger shot a special arrow, nailed to the wall on the other side of the cave, the tail of the arrow fixed this rope, the whole person hung in the air against the cliff wall, looked at the demon hunter who had landed, and said with some embarrassment: "Ahem, head, is it safe down there?" ”

At this moment, the witch who had turned into a fire raven took Ephilar and landed in a hovering circle, releasing the silver-haired witch at a distance of three or four meters from the ground, and turning back into a human form.

Ephilal, who had been trained as a battle nun since childhood, rolled forward cleanly after landing and unloaded the strength of her body, while the other witch fell to the ground lightly and slowly like a feather in mid-air, showing the superiority of the master.

The Demon Hunter looked at the Ranger hanging in mid-air with the Commissar's trademark gaze: "Ladies, you're ready, our sir, how long are you going to stay on it?" ”

The Ranger took out the dagger that the Demon Hunter had given him from his bosom and cut the rope that was tied to his arm, and landed lightly on the ground, having to tie a dead knot on his arm in mid-air due to the urgency of time.

"I'm ready." The ranger nodded, threw the dagger to the demon hunter, and pulled out two small arm-length weapons similar to Yingzhou's ribs behind his waist, and flexibly brushed a knife flower in his hand: "I told you, I have a self-defense weapon." ”

The demon hunter looked at the surroundings, and at the bottom of this cavern, countless passages dug by the tentacles converged here, of various sizes.

"Can you detect where the target is?" The Demon Hunter looked at the Ranger and asked, "Otherwise, we'll have to follow that fat squid on an adventure." ”

Unfortunately, the ranger shook his head very regretfully, indicating that there was no trace of tracker nearby, and frowned and said: "Although I haven't drilled into a sewer before, I still have to say that this is more disgusting than a sewer!" ”

Ranger was right, the ground was not covered in a blanket of fungus, and the dirt was stirred into a mud by unknown slime, and when you stepped on it, it made a popping sound, and within a few steps, the Ranger's boots were much heavier than before. If there is one environment that is most unfavorable for archers, it must be at the top of the list.

Ji Wanbing shook the mud off his boots, and when he landed again, he crushed the bones of an unknown creature, and he felt like he had changed from a forest ranger to a sewer warrior.

"Let's go, it seems that this is our fate today." The Demon Hunter's face was as usual, as if it were a lawn in the afternoon sun, and he turned and walked into an extraordinarily large cavern, which, by its size, was the only hole that the tentacles could pass through.

The witch, who had changed back into a human form from a fire raven, didn't care at all that her delicate robe was dragging on the mud on the ground, and her hands emitted a fluorescent glow, and followed the demon hunter into the cave, only Ephilar also frowned, as if she was a little disgusted by the environment, but she didn't say anything.

"Am I the only one here who is normal?" The Ranger shook his head and sighed.

In the next second, several aberrants that fell from the sky fell into a puddle of flesh beside him, interrupting his self-pity. The Ranger looked up at the top of the cavern, dozens of deformed shapers were crawling down the cliff with their sharp arthropods, and more deformed ones jumped directly from above, and for a moment there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground like dumplings.

There were a few lucky ones, half of their bones broken, still roaring at the rangers with the tenacious vitality of the aberrants, showing off their sharp teeth.

The Ranger quickly turned around and ran into the cave where the Demon Hunters had walked and left the place. Behind him, the fungus blanket on the cliff quickly spread downward, covering the aberrations on the ground, and whether they were dead or alive, they were quickly digested by the fungus blanket. The fungus blanket soon covered the ground completely, creating a buffer layer, and a large number of aberrations hit the ground and poured into the surrounding caves.

With the light released by the witch, the demon hunter led the three men through the crypt. Of the four, only the Demon Hunter has the talent of [Shimmer Vision], which can distinguish the traces left by the tentacles in the dark cave.

But along the way, various forks in the road are intricate and intertwined, coupled with the aberration behind him chasing all the way, and in the end, the demon hunter loses the trace of that tentacle on a fork in the road!

In the space of seven or eight hours from last night's appearance until now, this monster has dug a huge labyrinth under the slums! If it weren't for the fact that many of the caves had that purple fungus blanket on the inner walls of the caves that provided additional support, he had no doubt that if there was a heavy rain, the entire lower city would become a collapse area!

At this rate, I'm afraid that by night, this thing will be able to dig through the rock layers and open the road to the city, and the checkpoints of the church will be useless.

The demon hunters took a sip of water, and Marx's camp had insufficient reserves of fresh water, and each person set out with enough to drink for a day. However, in the underground caverns, the airtight environment, and high-intensity exercise, the consumption is much greater than usual.

"Still haven't found anything?" The Demon Hunter looked at the four caves that led in different directions and turned his gaze to the Ranger.