Before everyone could come up with a result, a swarm of huge bats poured out of the tunnel, each the size of a flapping roc, with fangs and claws gleaming with blood. Griffith immediately saw the professor's face pale.

"Hank, stop them, the others concentrate on the attack, don't let them go to the listener's side!" shouted Kalius, "Apprentice knight, you go too." ”

How can I get on! With just two daggers?!

Shield guard Hank had already rushed forward. He wielded a round iron shield and a one-handed axe, and chopped head-on at a bat.

The blade of the axe was jammed after only half an inch into the flesh, and Hank was immediately besieged by bats from all sides. The flying monsters attacked his shield with their claws, making a hail-dense sound. Ravan gritted his teeth and took out his remaining bolts and fired them at the bat that had just been attacked. Hakan's giant wolf and Pera also circled to one side, ready to take up the attacking position.

Griffith held the only two daggers and didn't know what to do. Beside him, Loaldes was hurriedly sketching lines with his wand. With his elusive chanting, two layers of intricate patterns began to emerge in front of Hank, swirling in mid-air and approaching each other.

"Hank, stay where you are, hold on!" Kalius ordered, but he didn't attack.

An extremely dangerous aura filled the air, as if if it was trapped within the range of the Demon Pattern, it would be destroyed. Griffith immediately realized that this was going to be a wide-area attack spell. While Hank restrains the bats, the Professor is trying to eliminate them all at once.

Griffith found that in less than ten seconds, Hank's shield to protect himself had been distorted by the fierce attack, and the bats that had gathered in front of him at first had unfolded, attacking his arms from both sides, and even beginning to detour behind his back.

"Captain, no more!" Hank screamed. The shield was suddenly knocked to the ground, and Hank was bitten on the wrist by a bat, and before he could struggle, the swarming bats tore at his body from all directions.

"Poof!"

Griffith had never heard anything like it. The tall Hank was torn into pieces like a rag doll and disappeared into a dark shadow.

"Han-K!"

Pera exclaimed. The bats swarmed over in the blink of an eye, rushing towards the panicked witcher.

The complicated circle that Lordes was still sketching dissipated, and his indifferent face flashed with anxiety and solemnity.

"Hakan, hold back with your wolf!" shouted Kalius, "others, protect the listener!"

Hakan's giant wolf didn't hold on for even five seconds before it was torn apart. At the same time, an earth-shattering thunderbolt fell, shattering a bat to pieces, and the lightning bounced between the bats, killing two more nearby ones. However, as the number of bounces increased, the Thunderbolt's lethality weakened dramatically, and finally disappeared into the air.

Ravan was thrown to the ground, and the bat bit through his neck.

"Your Excellency!" Callius shouted anxiously to the professor.

Still, Loalds retracted a piece of blue crystal that was filled with electric light, and the elusive chant restarted, and his next powerful spell was about to take shape, but at that moment, the approaching bat emitted an invisible sound wave, and everyone nearby, including Griffith, suddenly appeared in their heads, followed by a continuous murmur, making it difficult to concentrate.

Loaldus's spell failed.

The team lost the ability to resist.

Professor Lourdes pressed his forehead, gritted his teeth, turned and jumped down the cliff.

Hakan was attacked first, and he was chased by a large group of bats along with Pera and fled in a panic towards Griffith. Immediately after being besieged, Kalius screamed and rushed into a tunnel, disappearing into the darkness.

The bats flew extremely fast, whistling through the icy night sky, instantly knocking Hakan and Pera to the ground. Pera screamed in a heart-rending scream, and suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she saw Griffith charging towards her, followed by a string of giant bats.

Instead of fleeing down the cliff, Griffith smashed headfirst between Hakan, Pera, and a swarm of bats.

"Far East - Nova!"

The freezing air exploded in the bats, freezing all the swarms in place. Griffith kicked the two bats away, picked up the two besieged men and threw them out, and immediately threw a bottle of secondary slowing potion into the ground where the bats gathered, shouting:

"Split up!"

The clumping bats are affected by the debuff of the slow. Before the three could say hello, Hakan ran for the path up the mountain, Pella jumped off the cliff with her head in her hands, and Griffith rushed into the narrow passage.

......

Chasing, catching up?

Griffith ran wild through the narrow passage. The tunnel had just been flooded with giant cockroaches and had been cleared without any hindrances along the way.

He didn't panic. The bats are fast, and after escaping the effects of a brief slowdown, it is easy to catch up when they escape along an open road, as was the path chosen by Hakan. Relatively speaking, Pera jumped off the cliff directly but had a chance to live.

Griffith's idea was to rush into the narrow roads, and if the bats caught up, he would rely on the narrow terrain to fight them, jamming them and killing them. When he found out that the situation of the witcher was not good, he was thinking about how to escape, and this route was the safest. He is the most proficient in playing more with less.

Suddenly, there were multiple sharp pains on his body, as well as the sensation of viscous liquid running.

In the midst of the brief pursuit and battle, the bat tore open Griffith's cheek and chest, and broke a rib. It all happened so suddenly that he didn't even react when he was injured. It wasn't until he hid in the passage that he realized that half of his body had been stained red with blood.

My blood is still red, yes, good news!

Griffith wiped his hand over his clothes, reached into the wound, grabbed the broken rib and broke it hard.

"Uh...... Ah......h

Griffith let out a suffocating moan, but the broken bone was broken off so that it wouldn't pierce his lungs and cause sustained damage. Although he has a strong self-healing ability, he does not have the time and resources to slowly recover himself.

The bats may still be gathering outside the tunnel, and even if they don't chase them, they may block the way out, so I'll squat here and see what happens. Griffith grabbed two small notched daggers and ducked into the shadows around the corner.

Suddenly, his torn cheeks twitched, and he trembled violently, his face was covered in blood, and the wound on his teeth and bones was like an oversized smiling face with lipstick on it.

He shook his head at the cold, dark, and nothing-for-nothing tunnel walls, as if looking in a mirror:

"Why are you so serious?

"Hahaha, hahahaha!"

Griffith laughed wildly in the silent tunnel, laughed for a moment and then suddenly closed his mouth as if nothing had happened, looking nervously from place to place.

......

The moonlight pierced through the cracks in the rocks overhead, casting a faint glow into the tunnel. In a dark corner, Griffith seemed to see something squirming and swollen.

"I think I've seen something," Griffith said to himself, "I'll have to take a closer look." ”

In the extremely quiet of the tunnel, he seemed to hear a ding-dong sound, and a shadow-like thing was slowly forming. It was illusory at first like mist, and then gradually thickened as substance, with its massive body, disproportionate hooves, jagged beak, and goat's horns, utterly chaotic and unreal.

What is this?

The shadow walked slowly towards Griffith, opened its mouth, and bit him.

"Wow!"

Griffith's remaining chain mail was bitten through, and a large piece of flesh was torn off. He scurried with his head in his arms and fled into the depths of the monster-free tunnel.

I don't know how long I ran, but the strange shadow disappeared, and Griffith stopped to catch his breath. The tunnels of this ruin are extremely deep, full of collapses and breakdowns, twists and turns, and I don't know where they lead, but fortunately there are no forks in the road.

Suddenly, the anonymous potion concoction notes of the author he was close to him began to heat up slightly. He had been keeping the pamphlet with him since the last time it appeared, to see when a new record would appear. The feeling of fever made Griffith, who had lost a lot of blood, feel very comfortable. He took off his tattered chain mail and took the note out of his pocket, revealing that a new chapter had appeared on it.

This time, instead of potions knowledge and experience, a journal entry appeared.

"Diary with vague and illegible dates

"I swear it was the most shocking experience I've had since I entered Hormonwarts, and I can only record what little sanity I have left.

"As a first-year student, I did a great job in my homework, and the professors agreed that I had extraordinary talents and would be able to make a career in the future. I should have studied hard like this, and then found a beautiful daughter from a famous family to make a marriage contract, but the crazy words of a madman completely ruined my life.

"It was a cozy evening, and I was discussing Pahn with Miss Elitia about the Vale Arcane model. Hughes broke into the library, and his appearance startled everyone.

"He was covered in bruises, his left eye, left ear and left hand were missing, and blood and pus were dripping from the wounds to the ground. The abdomen was torn open by a terrible force, and only the right hand of two fingers was left to support the internal organs and intestines that flowed out of the abdominal cavity.

The girls screamed, and some even fainted. I was speechless by the way Hughes looked, but the way he muttered was even more confusing.

"He dragged his stomach and approached me,

"'In the Forest of Whispers, the altar of the Black Peak, strange horns, teeth, claws, they came. ’