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Panicked and suppressed whispers and cries could be heard on both sides of the neighborhood. This is the fear of the unknown and death of ordinary people.

In fact, whether it is the outer ring or the inner ring, the monsters can be slightly divided between the strong and the weak, but there is no qualitative difference between them, they are also afraid of the light, and they can no longer break in directly in the range covered by the light, so they can only retreat to some means, and then enjoy meat or satisfy their desire to kill after the lights are extinguished.

Most of the means ordinary people can cope with without hurting themselves. Therefore, most of the people who have accidents are self-inflicted, and some people do not deserve sympathy.

You must know that there are many ways for monsters to spawn, and some of them are made of people themselves.

Of course, there are also some monsters that are out of specification that hide within the range of the flames through some special means, and Lynch can be regarded as a qualified victim.

As time passed, the monsters that haunted him sought him more and more often, but each time they stayed shorter and shorter.

Through the "anchor" planted by the monster on him, he could sense that the place was becoming more and more eager for Lynch, and at the same time, their power was getting weaker and weaker.

The hunt for Lynch is more of a ritual necessary for them to return to the world after their location has been destroyed. But Lynch and them are well aware that the balance between hunter and prey is gradually turning upside down as time passes.

But not at this time.

Lynch probably had a number in his mind that after he awakened his third talent, he would personally end the five-year-long karmic entanglement.

What we need to do now is to accumulate our own strength.

He gently pushed open the door that had just been shut.

It was just a bungalow, small enough to be easily seen during the day, with only a few sets of walls and doors blocking Lynch's view, dividing the cabin into smaller spaces.

But now it was shrouded in some kind of deeper darkness, mixed with the black fog, blocking Lynch's view.

Lynch walked in, his pitch-black right eye scanning the entire hall.

Over the course of two years, Lynch came into contact with many monsters, and he gained a lot of experience and lessons in a series of battles. One of them is not to trust your own perception easily.

Compared to perception, his delusional eye, although somewhat flawed, is still much more useful than perception.

There was no smell of blood that would have occurred after the monsters had wreaked havoc in the past, but instead there was a very strong musty smell in the room, as if time had passed for a long time.

A human figure dressed as a woman sat on a chair in the hall, with her back to Lynch, holding something in her arms.

It should be a baby-like thing.

Lynch raised the lantern and summoned a sword with his free hand.

She's not dangerous. Talent told Lynch.

Under the illumination of the light, the woman with her back to Lynch began to make a subtle "bang" sound, and a trace of black mist came out of her somewhat rotten body illuminated by the light, but she still did not react much.

She just kept her back to Lynch, shaking her body slightly.

It was like coaxing something she was holding in her arms.

Not babies, of course, and in Lynch's perception, the two of them were just two torches that didn't shine very well.

There were other things peeking at Lynch, but Lynch didn't pay much attention to it, he walked into the woman sitting in front of him and looked at her carefully.

The woman's skin had long since dried up, her bare gums moved and moved, and her jaw opened and closed rhythmically slightly, as if she was comforting the child in her arms, but most of her neck had rotted off, and she was afraid that she would no longer be able to make a sound.

When did her husband find out that his wife was dead? Lynch subconsciously turned his head to look at the ice lumps on the street.

It was probably when the woman's voice could no longer hum the song that the poor ordinary man struggled out of the environment and then broke down and rushed out into the street?

Lynch can only guess.

The woman paid no attention to Lynch, who was standing beside her, who had long since lost the hollowness of her eyeballs, but kept staring at what was in her arms.

Lynch used his sword to pick open the rags that had covered the thing from the woman's arms.

A large-eyed monster like ET appeared, lying in the woman's arms, staring at Lynch with its big eyes.

Its eyes were like a magnet, and Lynch unconsciously seemed to be attracted to it the moment he looked at it.

Then a slightly older child appeared behind Lynch, dodging the light through the shadow created by Lynch himself. He was naked, looked up at Lynch, and then silently extended his hand to Lynch, who was still and froze.

"Hmph. ”

It's you, the initiator, who are waiting!

The Et's arms let out a short scream, its eyes bulging and then bursting rapidly, and the blood from the shattering splashed the woman's face.

A thin cloud of black smoke drifted into Lynch's body.

Then the woman convulsed frantically as if she had been electrocuted.

Lynch ignored it, he quickly swung the sword in his hand, and turned back to the child standing behind him.

The thin body was immediately cut in two by Lynch.

A look of resentment appeared on the child's face, and it lay limply on the ground, staring at Lynch.

The woman finally moved, and she stood up screaming, stretching out her arms, which looked parched and weak, and a long tongue appeared around her neck, wrapping around Lynch like tentacles.

That's where its screams come from.

Lynch was not flustered, and with various bonuses, his speed was much faster than that of this lowest-class monster, so while Lynch was comfortable dealing with the woman's attack, he focused more on the child at his feet.

The kid had been seen by Lynch once two years earlier.

It lures Lynch to a place full of monsters, and then hides it by some means.

The concealment method was relatively clever, and it was only newborn, so neither child at the time could find it.

No matter what it was born for at the time, whether it was innocent or not, Lynch knew that as long as the monster was born, it would definitely harm people in the future, so in the past two years, Lynch has been keeping an eye on the traces of this monster. Now, two years later, it's finally showing its tail.

Lynch hopes this is only the first family it has harmed.

Just like a virus-borne infection, if this little monster harms a lot of people, there is a high chance that the people it harms will also turn into monsters, and then harm more people.

This is very different from monsters that naturally spawn in the black mist.

Soon, after the Star Sword Destroying Effect was triggered, the scarred woman monster roared unwillingly and fell to the ground, leaving only a small half of its tongue to squirm unwillingly, and then stopped.

Another puff of black smoke entered Lynch's body.

Seeing this, the child who was still lying on the ground finally closed his eyes, and the same turned into black mist.

It didn't die, though. A thin and unnoticeable black mist floated and quickly flew out of the room, flying in a certain direction.

But it left a very strong mark in Lynch's delusional eye's vision, and before the trail was gone, Lynch could use it to find the true location of the little monster.

He summoned a sword again in his hand, and stabbed it towards the woman's evaporating mist-filled body.

The woman's body began to burst into flames.

"The special effect came out after the fight, this random effect is really a pit, is your strange attack specially used to burn corpses?" Lynch couldn't help but complain about his love sword.

After tidying up the house, and after making sure all the bodies had been reduced to ashes, Lynch set his sights in the direction where the trail extended.

"It was supposed to be my turn to rest. Lynch grumbled under his breath, straightened his clothes, and ran quickly after the trail.

The sound of a hurried bell accompanied by Lynch's footsteps added a touch of color to the dark and silent alley.

Try to destroy this monster while you're on duty, he doesn't want to work overtime for himself too much, to be honest.