Billy looked around warily, a delicate crossbow bolt hanging from his arm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The alley was a dead end, and although he knew that Lynch could easily climb over the alley, according to his talent tracking, Lynch was still in this position, but he hid himself.

The black fog was thick, and there were some whimpering whispers coming from the dark corners of the surrounding houses, but all Billy could hear was the slight sound of his own footsteps.

I don't know if it's because of the alley, it's a little damp, and there's a terrible smell, although it doesn't look like a corpse, and it's harmless, but the proportion with a keen sense of smell doesn't want to stay here for long.

Holding on to one side of the wall, he slowly approached the alley, focusing his attention on the dark depths ahead, not noticing the inconspicuous dark black characters written in blood on the edge of the uneven rough wall, which had dried up for a long time:

Do not go deeper.

But even if he sees it, I'm afraid he won't care, compared to the danger that may exist inside, he should pay more attention to this prey called "Lynch", which is much more dangerous than the monster.

During this period of pursuit, they have lost two personalities, Mike and Mazzie, and although they will not die, they will be difficult to function for a long time.

It is worth noting his stealth skills and a strangely powerful throwing spear, in a recent pursuit, Mezzie confidently carried a shot with his body after chasing Lynch, which resulted in a great loss of vitality, and Lynch also seized the opportunity to use his lightning ability to severely damage him.

Mike then immediately replaces him, and is scorched by his dreaded lightning ball after also battering Lynch.

But it was all worth it, and now the desperate Lynch had been cornered into a corner alley, and it seemed that he was not ready to escape.

Billy's nose twitched slightly, and the vision of the embarrassed Lynch had been here, he paused, then slowed down a little, walked to the other side of the path, and looked down at the blood droplets on the ground that had not yet coagulated, which Lynch had left behind after being seriously injured.

Billy touched the hat on his head, which he had stumbled upon in a room on his way to hunt Lynch, and it looked very new in the old décor, placed in the middle of a mess.

Billy fell in love with the cap-like fur hat when he saw it, and although he knew it might be a little weird, he didn't hesitate to put it on top of his head.

The moment he puts it on his head, the hat becomes Billy's thing, and when another personality replaces him in this world, the hat disappears with it, and then when it's his turn, the hat will appear with it.

Although the possible hidden dangers of this hat have not been solved, it is completely worth it, because when Billy wears it, he finds that his talents, especially the hunter's sense of smell, have been greatly enhanced, which is why he can keep up with Lynch, even if the opponent has a long-range teleportation ability.

"It's a bit dangerous up ahead, and it didn't belong to Lynch. Another personality in his mind, Billy, suggested, "It could threaten us." ”

"Even if there is danger, it is that Lynch who encounters it first, what are we afraid of. He thought, answering the voice, "We've cornered him." ”

Billy responded to the voice in his head, one hand caressing the front of his dark black cap and the thick fur around it, as he slowly walked into the darkness ahead.

The sound of his footsteps echoed through the narrow, damp dark alleys, and then abruptly disappeared as his figure disappeared into the darkness.

......

In the dark environment, the ground seems to be covered with a layer of soft viscous asphalt that can sink into the ankles, rippling slowly and regularly, and making a sticky sound from time to time, dull and palpitating.

There are monsters here, and this layer of asphalt on the ground may have something to do with it. Lynch had been here when he was out exploring.

Now he was covering his wound with one hand, and he was hiding motionlessly against the corner of the wall, relying on his skills to cover up the smell of his blood and the subtle gasp.

When the Stitching Monster starts the War of the Century with another monster that is also relatively large, Lynch has to leave its body to prevent accidental injury, and at the same time, his pursuit of the white-haired youth officially begins.

Since he found that he was completely unable to get rid of his tracking, he had also been ruthless to use his stealth skills to play a defensive counterattack with the opposite side, although in the end, because of the low probability of throwing a gun, the must hit triggered twice in a row, and the opposite guy also successfully temporarily lost two heads, but to Lynch's surprise, the sudden increase in the other Mike's physical fitness and the third talent he had never shown, a stone projectile that was fired from his finger like a bullet pierced his chest close to the heart when he was dying back。

If it weren't for Lynch's talent reminder and bullet time, he would probably have died on Mike's counterattack.

The wound is still very painful, but it basically doesn't hinder the movement, but Lynch feels that he hasn't rested for a long time, even if he has grown up with plenty of energy now, but when facing a guy like the other party who can not rest at all, the longer he drags on, the more he is at a disadvantage.

Or that he doesn't have a chance of winning at all.

At that time, Lynch had never seen the body of the monster that might exist here, because he had seen this layer of liquid suspiciously at the time, and he had never approached it, but he could barely sense its presence through his talent - as if he was asleep. This time, Lynch's approach to this place was purely risky, and it was only after making sure that this layer of black asphalt-like things was temporarily harmless that he dared to put his feet on it and use his stealth skill to stealth the form.

In fact, until now, Lynch has no good way to deal with the white-haired youth, and if he continues to escape, he will undoubtedly exhaust his physical strength and die slowly in the close pursuit of the other party, even if he flickers, he will not be able to escape from a long distance - the other party also has a talent for long-distance movement.

It's better to gamble and use the monster to do an ambush and counter-kill, and it would be nice to be able to kill Billy, who had a strange hat on his head at some point.

However, Lynch doesn't actually know much about the current monster-like thing, he just hopes that if the fight breaks out, the monster will be able to muddy the waters when he escapes or is in danger or something.

A slight sound came, and Lynch, who was still adjusting his breathing, paused slightly.

It was the sound of boots stepping on the muddy asphalt-like monster's body.

So fast.

Lynch could only smile bitterly, he also thought that he could use the strange factors here to delay the other party a little.

"Where are you ......"

A low voice came from not far away, sounding relaxed and pleasant.