When they got closer, they found that the mill was in a dilapidated state, with wooden doors ajar and a layer of cobwebs of dust and insect carcasses in the windows.

This was unusual, as water-powered mills were usually the private property of lords or monasteries, and were an important tool used by the common people to grind flour.

If it doesn't work every day, it shouldn't be this rare sight.

They walked lightly and came out the window.

Through the window, a man in a coarse cloth shirt could be seen standing by the millstone, with his back to them, as if grinding flour.

His movements are stiff, like a puppet whose joints have fallen into disrepair.

With the man's movements, the smell of blood became more and more pungent.

Lagaia frowned slightly and whispered, "Shall we go in and have a look?"

"Don't go in yet. ”

Leon shook his head.

In addition to the beast sense of smell, Managaalm's body has many sub-skills, such as beast intuition.

When he had the idea of going into the mill, he felt a great sense of threat, and it was not a simple human murder.

But he was very puzzled, because he really didn't feel any demonic breath.

Could it be the work of some other transcendent being?

As they thought about it, they saw the man bring out a bucket of viscous scarlet liquid from inside, and the moment they pushed the door open, the smell of blood suddenly became even stronger—they could imagine what this bucket of scarlet liquid was.

It's a flesh mill!

Almost simultaneously, the two of them thought of the kind of evil sacrifice that Lady Angelina had briefly described.

At this time, Leon and Lagaia also saw the man's appearance clearly.

His chin is not one with his skull, there are obvious stitching marks, his lips are scarlet, and his eyes are so large that they even occupy a small half of his face.

"Puppets?"

Leon's mind suddenly recalled the middle-sequence demon that Dante had focused on at the beginning, the puppet demon.

This demon has the unique ability to animate puppets and make living people into their own, and given enough time to create an army of puppets.

The puppet demon is a typical demon that only exists in the human world, and it can also be said that it is the first primordial demon of the surface abyss.

Their juveniles feed on the fear of humans and have a high level of intelligence, but their physique is also a very weak type among the low-rank demons.

Adult puppet demons go one step further and begin to devour human souls that are filled with fear and death, so they often don't kill their opponents immediately, but rather like cats and mice, layer by layer.

The smell of blood gradually spread, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and from a distance, a white horse with a spiral horn slowly walked by.

The puppet placed the barrel in front of it and gently stroked the white horse's head.

Lagaia wondered, "How can there be unicorns here?"

"It's just incomprehensible. ”

Leon shook his head, this beautiful creature has long been hunted to the point of almost extinction because of its ability to cure all kinds of poisons, and only a few unicorn groups still exist in isolated paradises such as the Witch's Forest.

It's not so hard to accept a simple unicorn in the world, but it's completely unreasonable for such a proud and pure creature to be mixed with a puppet made by demons.

The unicorn buried its head in front of the barrel and took a deep breath, as if completely intoxicated by the enchanting smell of blood.

It shaved its front hooves lightly, savoring it for a long time, and then snorted, opened its large mouth full of sharp fangs, and plunged into the barrel to devour flesh.

"It's not a unicorn!" Lagaia said categorically, "Unicorns don't eat meat!"

No one knows the unicorn's temperament better than she does.

"Is it a nightmare horse?"

"But no, Nightmare Ponies should have demonic breath too!"

Leon frowned.

Nightmare horses are a kind of horses that live in the abyss, they are cruel and violent, their strength is usually at the apex of the low sequence, they run extremely fast, and the prey they target is rarely able to escape, and it is also the first choice of the vast majority of medium-sequence demon mounts,

With the eating of the one-horned white horse, a rich smell of decay spreads.

The skin on its body began to fester, and then large swaths fell off, revealing a shriveled zombie-like body, and between the white skeletons, there were also inlaid cogs with seams.

It was like a drunken drunkard, and when he drank so much, he simply tore off his clothes.

The puppet man collects the rotten skin and holds it in his arms, like a dutiful doorman holding an expensive suit for his guests.

"This is a puppet too?"

As soon as Li Ang came up with this idea, a sense of danger rang out like an alarm bell.

He subconsciously ducked down, and at the same time penetrated his whole body, wielding the sword of victory and slashing backwards.

The blocking sensation from the blade was familiar, like the wooden target that had just been used this morning.

Looking back, they saw a tall scarecrow standing behind them like a devil, wearing a fisherman's hat, rusty iron hooks and claws sticking out of the cuffs of his linen coat, and a cut in the placket of his chest, revealing a jumble of withered yellow straw.

"This is a puppet too?"

As soon as the idea came to mind, a crisp chant rang out: "Flames!"

An instantaneous low-sequence sorcery fireball smashed directly into the scarecrow's chest, instantly igniting like gasoline, and igniting a raging fire.

The scarecrow simply fell apart, turning into a pile of still burning embers.

The puppet standing in front of the barrel seemed to have only seen the two men at this moment, and it turned its head stiffly, grinning red, as if it were smiling.

Then, it rolled over and leapt onto the rotting unicorn, raised its wooden right hand, and suddenly, a thick black smoke rose from it, turning into a large black scythe that it held in its hand.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, it seemed that the lord was gathering his legions, and the fields suddenly became agitated.

One after another, the scarecrows came on all fours, crawling, and there was a sound of rustling everywhere.

As far as the eye can see, I don't know how many scarecrows are pouring towards them.

Li Ang couldn't help but exclaim, "How can there be so many?"

As soon as they arrived in the countryside, there were already so many puppet puppets.

This means that the puppeteer has been operating in Syracuse for quite some time, and the deeper you go, the more enemies there will be.

The puppet riding behind the unicorn curled its lips and smiled disdainfully, raising its scythe and letting out a silent cry, like the legendary Arthurian king of the Celts, giving orders to his own army to attack!

The scarecrows rushed to the top.

Subsequently......

"Amaterasu!"

The sound of Lagaia's chanting spell sounded, and violent magic fluctuations exploded in an instant, as if a brilliant sun had fallen into the sky, and the dazzling light instantly filled everyone's sight.

Boom –

The sunlight focused and fell, turning into a straight beam, like a legendary space-based weapon, plowing a deep furrow in the earth.

Everywhere they went, the flames raged.

One after another scarecrows turned into torches, and in the dazed forward, they were gradually engulfed in flames and fell on the way forward.

The puppet knight was stunned, he maintained his scythe holding high, still like a legendary king, but the soldiers under his command were dead and wounded.

This is the most powerful mid-sequence spell Lagaia has mastered - Amaterasu!

After casting this spell, Lagaia's cheeks also swelled with a hint of pale, and she stumbled under her feet, almost falling, and was quickly held up by Leon.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Li Ang frowned, how could he rub his ultimate move without even seeing the shadow of the final boss?

Although these scarecrows are not slow, they still have a simple way to run.

These puppets and scarecrows should be puppets of puppet demons, and if they don't kill the puppeteers as "mother worms", they can create another batch at any time.

Lagaia seemed to see through Leon's concerns, took out a light blue potion and shook it.

She chuckled and said, "Don't worry, your sister and I are not brainless fools, I came here this time to bring a lot of potions to restore magic power, don't worry about this consumption." ”

Just then, the puppet riding behind the unicorn moved.

Under the gaze of Leon's great enemy, it put away its scythe, like a frightened hare, flapping its mount and speeding away from the battlefield.

Lagaia subconsciously stretched out her hand and wanted to perform witchcraft again, but was stopped by Leon.

"Leave it to me next, potions and that kind of thing, it's better to drink less or less. ”

"Good. ”

Li Ang's legs exerted force, and he suddenly rushed to his feet.

Although the Instant Hell is only longer than a short-distance dash, the distance between Leon and the Puppet Knight is definitely not far.

The distance of tens of meters is almost a matter of moments.

Lagaia saw a burst of cold light, reflecting a silver glow in the sunlight.

Then, the high-speed puppet knight slanted upwards from his chest, and most of his body fell with a clatter, turning into scattered parts.

And at this time, the rotten unicorn under its crotch was still running wildly.

Leon's strength is declining, and it will be difficult to catch up with the rotten unicorn that is gradually gaining speed.

At this moment, the crisp sound of chanting mantras sounded again.

"Divided!"

Seeing that the rotten unicorn was about to run away, Lagaia did not hesitate to bring up the little magic power she had just recovered again, and cast a low-sequence of the most lethal sorcery.

The black sorcery beam hit the rotten unicorn with the precision of a homing missile.

It was still running wildly, but as it ran, its body disintegrated and turned into a puddle of rotten flesh.

The puppet's head, which had fallen to the ground and rolled far away, opened and closed its jaws and made a stiff voice: "Foolish witches and witches, you have destroyed my mount, I can ignore your ignorance and recklessness, as long as you retreat now, otherwise- I don't mind if my collection becomes richer!"

Li Ang said with interest: "Since they all said that they are demon hunters, if they don't bother you, who are they looking for?"

"You're going to regret it, stupid ......"

Click-

A fist-sized fireball blasted the puppet's skull to pieces.

"You're talking too much. ”

Ragaia scoffed.

Leon gave a thumbs up.

He was a little worried that Lagaia would be a pig teammate at first, but now he just wants to hug his thigh and shout "666".