"Hughes? Hughes, where did you run away with your rice bucket! ”

Mr. James, who had a mustache under his nose and had recently gained some size, was very angry.

As the owner of the Axe Tavern, he has to deal with a lot of people on a daily basis, which has caused Mr. Jaime to accumulate a lot of pressure.

Mr. James, who was more cowardly by nature, naturally did not get angry with his guests, and at the same time, he did not dare to be angry with his wife, who was more like a ball than himself, and the pressure he had accumulated in the end could only be vented on the new little bartender.

For he always felt that the thief-looking guy had been sent by the opposite side of the Aromatherapy Tavern to make trouble, and often made some low-level mistakes when the tavern was at its most lively, and the tables and chairs that had been smashed by the guests in the past few days would have filled the entire storage room—if it weren't for the need for a lot of firewood in the tavern, perhaps there would be no place for their ales and prosciuttos by now.

"Damn, I just told you to go to the cellar to move the barrels, if you don't get me out of here, you won't have to use it from tomorrow!"

If it weren't for the fact that short-term jobs haven't been easy to find lately, he would have fired that little bastard a long time ago.

Mr. Jaime swore as he walked to his cellar, where a lot of mossy mushrooms grew from time to time because he was greedy for cheapness, and pulled the door open.

Then he saw an arm on the ground.

The sleeves on his arms made of inferior fabric were familiar to Mr. Jaime - they looked exactly like the uniform of the bartender in his own tavern.

The whiter, slightly smaller hand than an adult's hand was covered with calluses from rough work.

Obviously, it was the only employee in his tavern. The arm of the little guy named Hughes.

However, the part above the elbow has all disappeared, and Bai Sensen's bones and bright red tendons are clearly visible, and the red liquid seeps out from the arm as if it had been bitten off by something, and the jagged fractures oozed out, forming a small pond on the ground.

As for Hughes himself, it is estimated that he is already more than lucky.

"Oh, the brilliant star is above...... What the hell is going on......"

The fat on Mr. James' face trembled at an extremely high frequency, "Has any monster infiltrated my cellar?" I've got to hire a magic swordsman quickly...... No, or it's better to go to a pure white church. ”

He picked up the broom he had placed in the doorway as a makeshift weapon, and took a few steps back, sweating profusely. Then something came out of the place where the cellar was shrouded in shadows.

Mr. James gasped. He could swear he had never seen anything so ugly in his nearly fifty years of life.

It looked like brown pieces of flesh tangled together. Huge tentacles covered in fleshy bumps, topped with four-petaled organs that open and close like flower petals, filled with sharp jagged teeth and creepy, eerie organs that resemble eyes.

Even if you don't see where your bartender is. But just look at the monster's sharp teeth and the pipes that extend beyond Mr. Jaime's waistline. Mr. Jaime could already guess where he had gone......

If Mr. James still had one percent courage and instinctive curiosity. Now all he had left was fear and fear.

He spun around sharply, and under the pressure of fear, he made a way that it would be impossible for an ordinary fat man to run as fast as he could.

Just run to the store! There are a lot of mercenaries in the store today! No matter how powerful a monster is, it is no match for a mercenary!

With that in mind. Mr. Jaime's two short legs almost split into a circle, and he fled back to the hall of his tavern at great speed.

However, he was greeted not by the enthusiastic and brave mercenaries of the past, but by the messy rooms and corpses on the ground.

There are many ways to die a corpse, but there are only two main ones. The first is to have the skull skull cut off by a blade-like weapon, or simply split in half, and the colorful things in the stomach flow to the ground.

The second is that most of his body has been bitten off by something, and it looks like Hughes's wrist found in the cellar.

"Oh, Brilliant Star, O Brilliant Star......" Mr. Jaime could not say anything other than the constant muttering of the name of his benefactor.

He staggered out of the tavern, and found the street more chaotic than the tavern.

Everywhere there were monsters of all shapes and shapes, which seemed to emerge from those dark holes in the ground, the smallest of which was only one size and the largest of which could be the size of a shop's sign, and whose sole purpose was to kill or eat all humans.

People screamed and ran in all directions, but this did not have much effect, and often under the sacrifice of several people, they just escaped from the hunting range of one monster and fell into the cobweb trap laid by another monster......

Even the aromatherapy tavern owned by Mr. James's old nemesis is now enveloped in flames, and will soon be reduced to ashes.

"This must be a nightmare...... "Mr. James shuddered in vain as he watched a little girl who had fallen to the ground not far away being torn apart by several centipede-like monsters that looked like many lumps of flesh.

I don't want to be a ration for those monsters anyway.

Looking at the monster that seemed to notice him in the distance, the cold sweat on Mr. Jaime's head was dripping with some oil.

He twisted his ass and struggled to run towards the center of the city.

This is where the lord lives, and the lord has recruited private troops, although most of them are not there now, but the basic defense is still there, plus the city defense team and the Qiyao Mage Tower, it should be the safest place in the entire city.

Just as he was thinking this, the castle of the lords suddenly rose from the ground.

It's not that the castle has any special functions, but a giant monster drilled out from under the lord's castle, its head seemed to be stuck in the castle, and its hundred-meter-high body directly carried the castle.

The giant monster resembles a human, clad in black armor, but it is very elongated, and its hands are like gibbons, which can hang down below the knees. At the moment, because his head is stuck in the castle, it looks as exaggerated and funny as wearing a super huge hat.

But Mr. James didn't laugh at all.

In his horrified gaze, the giant monster directly broke open the lord's castle and poured the people inside into his mouth—even if they didn't, when they touched the giant monster's body, they seemed to melt and turned into a puddle of red viscous liquid...... Even the lord, who is usually high in the sky, and yesterday he was in high spirits and issued a decree to raise the commercial tax under the cursed gaze of the merchants.

This sent Mr. Jaime to look desperate.

"Damn...... Is this world coming to an end? (To be continued......)