78_78051The blade of the dagger pierced between the cracks in the leather armor, mercilessly tearing the monster's diminutive body apart, and then grazing through the gaps between the bones and breaking away from the cracked chest.

Another victim of the blade was an ugly little monster, which, like those of its compatriots shot by the female archers, had a disgusting appearance. The rudimentary leather armor provided it with a negligible defense, and the javelin-like spear in its hand was stained with various colors.

Acting as naturally as flowing water, Curt swung his dagger freely, hunting the little monsters that emerged from the corners of the cave. With a near-death scream coming from the little monster's throat, Curt flew up and kicked at the leather armor that was barely wrapped around its body.

Filthy flesh rained down in all directions, and the corpses of the kicked monsters flew into the dark corners not far away. After taking out the enemy in front of him, Curt didn't continue his move, but immediately jumped backwards, dodging a short gun flying towards his back.

The throwing gun, which didn't even have a metal head, was just a signal, and many other weapons were already aimed at angles he couldn't take care of. After Curt dodged it, a series of flying props such as rocks and crossbow arrows grazed past him.

If there was only one enemy, it would be too simple - even if it was an ordinary peasant, it wouldn't even need to use any weapons against any lone little monster. These creatures, who are less timid than rats, have no morale to speak of, and only need a little intimidation to get them to run away.

If you want them to be an effective combat force, you must have enough of them and a superior individual as the commander. As they did now, let dozens of small men with all kinds of weapons surround the three of them. There were also a few beast-like creatures standing at the end of the line, shouting loudly for the monsters around them to rush forward.

After Curt repelled the winged monster that had suddenly attacked, the guys rushed out of nowhere and surrounded them. The monster hovered in the air for a moment, and then landed at the exit at the end of the passage not far away.

Curt wondered how the alien's wings supported its massive body to fly. But now is clearly not the time to pursue this. The scattered array of small monsters had rushed in front of them, and they bared their teeth and shouted as they slaughtered the three people who were surrounded.

Not far away, the monster that had retreated to the front of the passage gathered its wings and supported the ground with two pairs of hooked claws, standing still like a statue. The two dagger scars on its body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving little scarring of them.

If that's the ability to recover on its own. This monster will be as terrifying as the legendary ogre. However, Curt could faintly see a little wriggling black mud between its wounds, and they repaired its wounds, allowing it to quickly rejuvenate.

"If I'm not mistaken, you just said 'again', right?"

Curt lowered his voice and said to the female archer, then turned his gaze to the monster that suddenly attacked: "I said why did these guys run out all of a sudden. It looks like they're chasing you, you're the target, and the previous injuries were left by the big guy. ”

There is no doubt that this winged monster is the "hound" of the man who organized the attack, and it looks like a chimera made of various materials. If Curt and the others don't find a way to kill it, they won't be able to escape the labyrinthine cavern from this path. But then again, even if Curt doesn't kill it, it clearly has no intention of having a friendly conversation with them.

The other party will not let go of even a member of the True Eye to escape from here, so they will send those little monsters to chase her, but this battle is a little exaggerated.

Curt shook his head. Although he had long expected to be attacked in this labyrinthine cavern, he did not know exactly where he would be ambushed by his pursuers. Now it seems that they have known for a long time that she is trying to escape from the stronghold through Guò. Only then did an ambush be set up here.

"Whew"

Curt took a breath, and then couldn't help laughing: "Is this all there is to the pursuers? I can't believe how valuable she is to use so many people to catch a person." "Or do they already know about our save?"

As with popular adventure stories, authors often set up a monster boss in the deepest part of the maze for the explorer to defeat as a "hero". Therefore, this "surprise attack" from above was just a development that Ke expected to be.

He smiled wryly, then looked across the side. Hold your weapon tightly in your hand and prepare to strike again after finding the gap in the monster's movements. However, those little monsters won't give him a chance to break through the defenses. Tuan Tuan poured up, compressing his activity space to the extreme.

And this is undoubtedly sending his body to the dagger in Curt's hand.

In an instant, a whirlwind of flesh and blood rolled around Curt, and in the blink of an eye, several small monsters were torn to shreds by him. He had probably never been able to kill a living creature so easily before, taking the lives of several enemies with a simple swing of the sword.

The stench of rotting blood filled the nasal cavities, the gas produced by the filthy blood of some kind of demonic object. The rudimentary armor made of leather and cloth was useless, and with a flick of his hand, a magically infused blade would slice through the body of a small monster.

It was a pointless slaughter, and even if the enemy was just these skinny monsters, Curt couldn't help but get irritated. He suddenly remembered his usual weapon—even if he was given a long stick. These diminutive monsters are naturally powerless in the face of tall enemies, but if they are only human-sized beings, they are easily entangled by them at close range.

Seeing that more than a dozen of his kind had fallen beside Curt, those little monsters were already shaken, and a few of them even wanted to escape. But these cowardly creatures have all become examples of inspiration to other monsters - only the commander's ruthless axe awaits them.

Even more tragic than being killed with a dagger by Curt, the beast-like commanders would grab a small monster that dared to flee from the front line with their sharp claws, and then nail it to the dirt around them with a sharp stake.

As long as they looked at the corpses whose bones were violently shattered, the little monsters who were still shaking no longer had any intention of escaping. Perhaps in the hearts of these fellows who kept rushing at Curt, it would be easier for him to be killed than to be executed in that cruel way.

If the quality is not up to par, make up for it with quantity, even these insignificant little guys, when they are in large numbers, it is a headache. Fortunately, the people who controlled them were not bold enough to equip them with weapons such as the Mechanic's Gun, otherwise Curt would have been beaten into a honeycomb long ago.

Although they only have a few old-fashioned weapons that are not well maintained, they are more than enough for him - they are not only beastly monsters. The little monsters standing in the back had already prepared a row of crossbows in their hands, ready to fire a volley of sharp crossbows in the direction where they were.

As far as Curt knows, some of the elves that live in the jungle also hunt small animals with short bows that match their height. But this kind of small bow and arrow is just a plaything for humans after all, and if it is not poisoned, it is estimated that it will be a little difficult to shoot and hurt the skin.

Although the bow is a convenient weapon, it takes a long time of training and enough strength to exert its full strength. On the other hand, a crossbow that uses mechanical power does not require much arm strength from the user, and can be quite powerful as long as it is aimed and shot.

It seems that the commander of these monsters already knew how difficult Curt was, and began to plan to surround it with a sea of people and then shoot him with random arrows.

With only a few "whoosh-" sounds, the well-wound crossbow fired the first round of crossbow bolts in the direction where Curt was. They didn't aim at all, they just shot in a general direction that was difficult to discern, which made it much more difficult for Curt to dodge.

Hum -

Just as Curt was about to grab the corpse of a small monster as a shield, he suddenly heard a faint buzzing sound. Suddenly, several layers of translucent film appeared in the air, and they were like moving round shields guarding Curt, catching several arrows for him.

It was Lizzie's protective spell, not only did Curt not be shot, but even some of the little monsters standing in the crossbow orbit were saved by it. Curt glanced at the crossbow bolts scattered on the ground, their sharp metal tips glowing with a black glow, as if they had been poisoned before.

The little monsters that were not protected by the spell were the most direct proof of the effect of the poison, and a few of the guys who had only been scratched by the stray arrows were curled up on the ground, trembling all over. Their wounds shrank as if they had been burned, and the blood that flowed from them was filled with a strange stench.

"Roar!"

Just as Curt took advantage of the brief confusion to retreat to Lizzie's side, the winged monster, which had been silent, suddenly howled loudly. Curt didn't know how to describe the sound, it sounded as grotesque as a horse using a lion's throat to make a cry that didn't belong to her.

However, the space that had been noisy because of the battle suddenly fell silent, and the monsters who had been charging frantically in the direction of Curt were suddenly stunned. They looked at their companions, and then at the commanders who were supervising them, as if they didn't know what to do. (To be continued).