When No. 86 drops himself into the soft bed, the small wooden house finally returns to its rightful tranquility. Except for the broken wood stacked in the corner, there was no difference from before. Tiny Tick returned to his room, and Mott disappeared without a trace. No. 86 finally has time to relax from the fatigue of the day and get a rare rest. It wasn't long before a slight snoring sounded, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Almost without warning, unspeakable dreams struck him again. I can't tell the difference between reality and dream, like boiling and tumbling blisters in a kettle, constantly expanding and breaking, filled with bursts of white smoke, they keep changing their shape in the dim world, as if telling a strange story.

Unreal voices overlapped each other and squeezed into 86's head. He heard the men's roars and shouts, the screeching of weapons colliding together, the desperate cries of women, and the trills of heartbreak when they were at the height of their heartbreak. It was a completely strange world, and the corpses everywhere seemed to draw the perfect footnote to the unattainable word death, and the blood hung down like a curtain, dyeing all the colors into a painful crimson, and then slowly faded back to black and white.

Number 86 seemed familiar with this scene, but he also seemed to have never seen it before, and he tried to reach out and touch the image that seemed to be close at hand, only to find that everything suddenly exploded into pieces, colliding with the entire pitch-black space. Suddenly, all the pieces were drawn back together, quickly and quickly put together into a vague human form, and suddenly moved in front of him. "Wake up!"

As if hearing a call from the bottom of his heart, No. 86 instantly opened his eyes, and above his head, a thick black shadow stabbed down quickly!"Damn, what is this!" No. 86 didn't have time to think about it, and immediately flipped from the bed to the side. The sound of tearing sheets ensued, and when No. 86 pulled out the dagger in his arms and looked at the black shadow, he couldn't help but be shocked.

In the moonlight outside the window, a dark red, hyena-sized blood beast was lying on the bed staring at No. 86 with dark eyes. The recurved limbs were connected with claws full of barbs, and several miserable white bone spurs protruded from the back covered with muscle textures, and black blood dripped down the fangs, looking indescribably hideous.

What made No. 86 even more frightened was that the blood beast in front of him was obviously much more mature than the one he encountered in the town, and it was no longer the kind of crude patchwork of flesh and blood he had seen at the beginning. But at this moment, No. 86 suddenly remembered something more important. "Tik!" he yelled, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he let Tik Jr. die here because of his mission.

Soon, a faint murmur came from within, but it was followed by a scream of terror. "Ah!!......h

"Damn!" Eighty-Six yelled angrily and rushed straight to the back door. At the same time, the blood beast on the bed also moved, and the triangular head flicked violently, and a long whip-like black shadow twitched towards 86's shoulder. Not far away, the wooden door in the middle was suddenly opened, and No. 86 was stunned for a moment, and found that little Tik was rushing out of it with a pale face, and behind him, there were two other blood beasts.

"Come here!" shouted 86, picking up a chair and greeting him. As if he had seen a savior, Tik quickly ducked behind 86, and the two blood beasts had already jumped into the air. "Get out of here!" he had no other choice, he had to stop these two first, and as for the other one, he could only pray for his good luck.

With a loud "boom", the chair that had exhausted the strength of No. 86 fell directly on the two blood beasts, and the sharp roar was accompanied by flying splinters, one of which was knocked back to the floor of the inner room, and the other fell on the wall with a low muffled sound. But No. 86's shoulder was also hit by the "long whip", as if he had been slapped hard with an iron rod, and the huge force that came in an instant knocked him back several steps before stabilizing his body. It was only then that he realized that the so-called "long whip" turned out to be the tongue of a blood beast! After that, the fleshy shoulder suddenly became extremely stinging, and the feeling as if it had been directly burned by flames was far beyond the scope of ordinary trauma.

"Is it poisonous?...... 86's forehead horns kept beating, and the current situation can be said to be extremely bad. He shielded Tik, who was trembling all over his body, behind him and stepped back. The two blood beasts had already risen again, and they seemed very unhappy with the heavy blow they had received, their dark eyes shining with a deadly glow.

"When I rush up in a moment, you immediately run to the utility room, remember, lock the door from the inside, and don't open the door to anyone but me!" 86 whispered as he stared at the blood beast that made a "clucking" sound not far away. His plan was simple, even if he couldn't support it, the completely enclosed utility room would buy little Timk more time.

"So, what about you, sir!" asked Tik Jr., clutching the corner of 86's coat, his voice already tinged with a weeping tone, visibly frightened.

"I'll go to you when I'm clean up these ugly bastards! "Quick, pull the corner of my clothes when you're ready!"

Tike held back his tears, sneaked a glance at the utility room not far behind him, and then tugged the corner of No. 86's clothes. "Let's go!" 86 roared, charging towards the Blood Beast. Almost at the same time, Tik Jr. turned and ran into the utility room, slamming the wooden door shut.

"This little guy is running very fast!" 86's joke could only be thought of in his heart, because he was already in a complete bitter battle. The three blood beasts were nimble and fast, as if fighting and the thirst for flesh were their innate instincts. No. 86 finally understood what Mott was saying, "One side believes in power, and power only leads to the madness that destroys everything." What exactly does this sentence mean.

The terrible creature had no intention of backing down or dodging, one was knocked out of the circle, the other would immediately fill the position, and the downed creature rushed up again as if he didn't know the pain. No. 86's arms barely stopped, the half-truncated wood was already stained with a thick layer of dirty blood, and the dagger in his right hand didn't even know how many wounds it had left on the blood beast's body, but they were still entangled.

A sharp pain came from his back, and No. 86 slashed the opponent's tendon with his backhand, and before he could react, three bloody wounds were immediately carved on his thigh by another blood beast. He stepped back a little, the poison on the blood beast's tongue spreading from his shoulder, and his entire left arm seemed to be unconscious. What's even more terrifying is that this momentum has not eased at all, and is slowly devouring the entire body.

"Where the hell did this guy Mott go......" 86 quickly glanced in the direction of the gate of the wooden house, "So far, the only way to do this is to rush out from here and make enough alarming noise, I hope that the night guards of the manor at night can help me before I am killed!" Thinking of this, he immediately drew a dagger in front of him in an arc, temporarily forcing the blood beast a little away.

Taking advantage of this gap, No. 86 rushed over and kicked open the wooden door. But before he could run out of the house, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and broke out in a cold sweat, only to see a dark yellow flame flying towards him with a crackling sound that tore through the air!

"What the fuck is this?!...... "Number 86 rolled to the side, swearing angrily in his heart. The fireball narrowly grazed his arm and flew past, shattering the bed with a "boom".

Lying on the floor in embarrassment, 86 looked up to see a black figure in a hood leaping into the room, and the three blood beasts bowed as if they had seen their master, retreating, and re-submerging into the darkness within. "Is the Lord here?!" No. 86 gritted his teeth and jumped at each other like a leopard. He knew very well in his heart that with his current state, he couldn't drag it out, and unless he could solve the battle as soon as possible, he would only die on the spot.

"Hmph!" the black figure let out a low sigh, and the palm of the five fingers opened rose up with a swirling flame, and with a flick of his hand, a ball of the same fireball flew towards No. 86 again. But is this over? Of course not, the nightmare of No. 86 has just begun! The figure seemed to instantly turn into a gun emplacement that kept spewing tongues of fire, and one fireball after another dragged the dark yellow trail, constantly flickering in the small wooden house!

No. 86 was driven crazy, and he could only keep dodging and struggling forward, and the roar in his ears was intertwined with scattered sawdust and sparks, playing a deadly movement. "You're fucking endless!" No. 86's eyes were red, and he scolded angrily and rushed straight forward!

With a "boom", a fireball exploded in front of No. 86's chest, and the tumbling flames enveloped his body, and the burning sensation and severe pain in his chest made his mouth gush with a strong smell of blood, but his footsteps did not stop there! Dagger! The dagger that cut through the flames shook out a cold arc of light and slashed towards the head of the black figure.

Taking a few steps back, the black figure dodged the attack and tried to distance himself again, but No. 86 had already rushed closer. His hands wrapped around the back of the neck that suddenly covered the black figure, and pressed down sharply. "Taste this!" roared 86 and lifted his knees up. "Papapa......" Several violent knees in a row, and the black figure retched and knelt on one knee.

However, this advantage did not last long, and No. 86 found that the other party raised his head suddenly, revealing a pair of bright eyes under the pitch-black hood. At the same time, the black figure's hands suddenly grasped his arms, and the next moment, a hot burning sensation spread from the skin that was being held!

"Ahhh!!......h The hooded cloak sent a blur of light and shadow in the air, and the black figure reflexively picked up his right arm with a puff of violent flames that smashed into Eightsix's head.

"Mott, if you don't come again, I'm going to die here!" roared 86 in despair, ready for the worst as he watched the flames get closer.

At this moment, a string of obscure syllables sounded from outside the house, and the flames on the arms of the black figure were instantly dyed with a deep layer of black gas. With a "bang", all the flames were blown away, leaving scattered sparks in the air. "How so?" his voice revealed disbelief in shock.

Although the scorching flames were gone, the black figure's fist slammed into Eighty-Six's face, and with the blow, he was thrown straight out of the way and slammed to the floor. But that was already the best outcome, after all, it was much better than the amazing flames.

The black figure turned his head to look out of the room, and without hesitation, he clasped his fingers together in front of his chest, and his arms against each other formed a straight line. Suddenly, countless bright red runes appeared on his bare arms, brighter and brighter, as if carrying unparalleled power.

"Get down, boss!" was Mott's voice!

Hearing this, No. 86 immediately pressed his body to the floor, and the next moment, the black figure suddenly pressed his hands down! A violent wave of fire erupted from his body, mixed with violent energy, and rolled wildly in all directions.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion of tearing eardrums exploded in the cabin, and the orange flames shattered the windows, glass, and everything was knocked over, and even the door of the cabin was blown out. The thick smoke blurred 86's vision, and the whole world seemed to tremble and crumble, and finally in a burst of debris that fell like rain, 86 was instantly crushed underneath.

In the face of the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated, the skull flew directly into the wooden house through the shattered window. "Boss, how are you?!Hurry up and say something before you die!" its voice was anxious.

After a long time, in the midst of ash and broken wood, a wretched figure staggered to its feet. "You...... Ahem...... What do you want me to say?...... Almost died in his cabin......" 86's charred body was still emitting puffs of light smoke, and he looked at his cabin - there was no black figure, no deadly blood beasts, only a mess, and sporadic flames that had not yet been extinguished. (To be continued.) )