Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 374

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 374]

“Hilis, we have known each other for three years. You are very patient, confident, and strong. You are my reliable partner. Loic, although we have known each other for a short time, you have shown extraordinary wisdom and agility. , I believe we can do something together,” Margo said.

“Of course,” Hillis said.

“Look at that castle.” Margo pointed to the North Sea Watch built on the coastline. The high wall became shorter near the sea, and eventually turned into a seawall extending to the sea, narrowing rapidly from both sides to protect small As for the ships in the dock, Loic knew that there were no decent ships in them. Shang Luoman’s finances could not afford the fleet’s expenses, so he could only control the sea near Rain Bay Hall, and hand over the coastlines of other places to the pirates of the Blue Island to ravage.

“It’s sturdy.” Hillis looked away.

“We’re here now,” said Margo, “because we can’t always follow Ciel and cheer for him, we’re going to charge for him, and I lived thirty-five until I grew this long beard. , I haven’t even launched a decent charge with my own hands. Now is the opportunity. Even if I die in battle, my ancestors will be proud of me. The nameless God of War will blow the horn for me and guide my soul back. But… …I can’t die, none of us can die, we have to get the job done and destroy the Brotherhood of Crying Face.”

“I’ve never heard you say such a long thing,” Silith said.

“Because now is the time,” said Margo, “to secure our victory, to secure our honor and dignity, we should pray to Baal, the god of the sea, and recite the name of Baal to the ocean, and pray that he will make the sea warmer and make We are not hindered by the reef so that we are not swept away by the current.”

After speaking, he knelt on the sand bank, opened his arms, faced the howling sea breeze, and closed his eyes to pray.

Hillis followed suit, praying to the sea.

Loic smelled the sea breeze, which reminded him of his wet and impoverished childhood.

Baal, the god of the sea, I know you are a sea whale. Be wise and let me swim to the harbor safely and warmly.

he thought to himself.

If we keep quiet, we can kill all of the Crying Brothers and let them die one by one unsuspecting, and they can’t escape my surprise attack on their own merits.

While the other two were still praying, Loic checked whether his weapons were reliable. Daggers, machetes, sharp blades, and poison were all ready.

Margo took off his coat and hid them under the wet sand, revealing his bear-like hairy body, sliding into the sea like a nimble giant bear, carrying his two axes.

Muting all the people who saw his whereabouts would be considered as sneaking in. Loic followed him and walked into the icy sea step by step.

He kicked his shoes off, and the ice water rose along his feet, rushing up to his legs, waist and up, and gusts of cold air came up from his calves. He was freezing to death, and then felt numb.

He bit his head and started swimming, immersing his unwatered shoulders, neck and head in the sea one after another. It was torture. He forced himself to move, but his chest felt like a boulder. He choked and coughed. He stuck his head out of the sea and looked back at him, the locks of red hair clinging to his scalp, and he was concerned about Loic’s condition with his eyes.

Loic raised his numb hand and signaled that he was fine. His movements were deformed and he was shivering with cold, but he had to swim, because if he didn’t move, he would die of cold. He swam forward, dived, and could even feel it. The surrounding ice water was heated by his own body temperature, which he knew meant that the heat in his body was leaking out.

So he tried his best to find the water that was brightly lit by the sun, because that part of the water would be slightly warmer, and when he desperately swam to the warmer place, the insignificant heat also intoxicated him like the supreme happiness.

However, the good times did not last long, the sun completely set, and the entire North Sea was immersed in the endless gray moon night.

Loic raised his head to take a breath, and then followed Margo who was swimming in front of him. He could hear the sound of Hillis sliding gently. The movement was very slight, like a small fish that had not yet grown.

He swims, feeling like a frozen frog, every inch of his skin is wrapped in cold sea water, the cold air stings him fiercely, his face is stiff and numb, and the corners of his eyes and forehead are tingling, which makes it hard for him to think, He couldn’t lead the way, he could only pray that Margo knew the way.

It can be regarded as mutual rescue. Loic’s sketches are accurate enough that Margo can remember his direction clearly in deep water. Soon they bypassed the huge shadow-like seawall in the sea and entered the depths of the water port. Loic looked up, Seeing more than a dozen black shadows hanging on the water, those are the small boats collected by the castle. In late summer, when piracy was not rampant, the defenders would row these boats to fish on the sea, and now these boats are a respite, Margo Swim quietly to the place where the two boats are tightly sandwiched, stick your head out of the middle, and breathe calmly.

Then there was Loic. For a moment, he felt that he couldn’t do it, but in the end he managed to float himself up, his face burst out of the water, and the moment he touched the fresh air outside, every pore was moaning. There is a feeling of reincarnation, and the wooden boats on both sides sway naturally with the sea waves, making a slight creaking sound.

Then Silith emerged from between the two of them, her hair tied tightly but now completely loose, and she grabbed her hair to keep from dripping.

Margo gave them both an encouraging look, raised a finger to the night, and slid under the water again.

Across the water, Loic could also hear the voices of people talking from the shore.

“…serving fresh cheese with a red cherry on top.”

“Like the points on the tits.”

“Why did he cut off the tits, he shouldn’t need them.”

“Maybe he’s jealous because he doesn’t have it, haha!”

“Don’t say such nonsense, I’m serious, I don’t see a reason to do this at all.”

While the people on the shore were chatting, Loic also heard piercing screams coming from inside the castle.

Margo was interested in the two talking, and he swam to the dry bank, peering out to observe the guards in the inner courtyard, followed by Loic, who saw the small harbour curved like a crescent moon. The bay, along the coast is a long walkway, and then the castle facilities such as the main building, the barracks, and the prison, all facing the coast, with only a few windows open, and the guards are mostly concentrated in the front.

They are not worried about attacks from behind, because Loman has been controlled by the Famine Demon God over the years and is poorer than the Blue Island itself, which is rich in robbers, so the pirates have not come to visit for many years.

Loic patted Margo’s hand underwater. They floated up quietly and climbed to the dry bank. After chatting, the two scratched their heads and prepared to go on patrol. He and Margo each picked a target.

Whoosh… Finally got a chance.

Work, employment, killing is as easy as breathing.

Loic threw a flying knife in the darkness, hit the back of the head of the man in front of him, pierced his head, then moved forward silently, supported him before he fell, pulled out the flying knife, and silently stabbed him again. Putting it into the water and telling him to sink to the bottom and disappear, the whole process only took two or three breaths.

That’s what it feels like.

After waiting for so long, the opportunity finally came.

His hands were no longer trembling, and his heart was greatly at peace.

When I can take other people’s lives at will, I seem to be in control of my own destiny again.

He turned his head, and Margo had wiped the other person’s throat and dipped the other person under water.

They communicated with each other by hand gestures, listening to the shrill screams in the castle, they did not agree on whether to investigate, so they quietly approached each other.

“That sound is really intimidating.” Margo lowered his voice.

“I’ll check,” Loic said. “You go and open the city gate.”

“Who is Silith with?” asked Margo.

“Me and Loic,” Silith said.

She is more willing to be with me. This idea is pleasing to Loic. He doesn’t say more. He silently remembers the structure of the castle in his heart. He judged that the source of the scream came from a guard tower, and it was on the top floor, so he went quietly. Hillis followed, and Margo split up with them.

The door of the guard tower was unlocked. As soon as Loic entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood. He saw the wooden table and straw piles at the bottom of the tower. An oil lamp was placed on the table, illuminating the surroundings miserably.

“Wow, ah, ah-” He screamed and smashed his face from the top of the tower, and his heartbeat was accelerated.

The short-term sense of stability disappeared again. He clenched the knife tightly, but the knife slipped from his hand unnaturally and fell to the ground.

The people on the roof obviously heard the sound of the knife hitting the ground, and the screams were temporarily cut off, as if the torture had stopped for a while.

Loic’s face was ashen, and he felt extremely sorry for his low-level mistake. He picked up the knife and touched it up quietly, he wanted to make up for the mistake.

I can…I can, just throw a knife.

The top of the tower is a huge space filled with candles. The smell of blood and decay is particularly strong here. Everything Loic sees makes him suffocate. A wizard in a blue robe stands at the feet of a woman, holding a knife. She cut her skin patiently little by little. There was no flesh left below her knees, only white bones were left. The shape of the bones of her feet was clearly recognizable. The red and white flesh turned into shimmering thin pieces with the cutting, muscle fibers, tendons and skin. It was precisely divided, the wizard took small buckets while cutting, and several huge metal tubes pierced the woman’s chest and brain, engraved with precise spells, filled with red potions, and injected life-sustaining energy little by little. Inside her body, her eyes widened, screaming and crying.

The wizard didn’t have to turn his head to know someone was coming. He raised his hand and crawled out of a larger wooden barrel next to him, a flesh-and-blood puppet full of maggots. Its body was plump, and each piece of flesh and blood came from a different corpse. Extremely, as soon as he started to move, his eyeballs fell out of their sockets.

However, this did not prevent it from launching an attack. It jumped out of the vat and rushed towards Loic, whose brain was blank.

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The corrupt puppet threw out a fist, stiff and heavy. When the arm swayed, it made a sound of breaking wind, almost breaking the human bone. Helis yanked Loic back, and the fist hit the air. Like a tail finger, as small as a grain of rice, twisting in panic.

“Wake up! It’s time for us to go!” Hillis screamed, the stench and maggots making her nervous for a moment, but she calmed down instantly.

“Ah…” Loic lost his soul.

He backed away, ran down, nauseous as he ran, and he had nothing to eat, so he vomited acid and gastric juices, which rushed back up his throat, creating a burning sensation, and vomited on the stairs in front of him.

Loic wasn’t disgusted by the ugly corrupt puppet, but because he suddenly remembered the six months when Evrey was slowly decaying.

He vomited while running, stepped on his own vomit scum, slipped abruptly, and rolled down the stairs for four or five steps, his palms and shoulders collided with severe pain.

He could only crawl down on both hands and feet, unable to care about anything, he returned to the bottom of the tower, lay on the ground, trembling all over, clenching his hair with both hands, tears streaming down his face.

The corrupt puppet walked down step by step, making a clicking sound every step of the way, the flesh on its body was highly liquefied, and the corpse water was flowing.

It was about three meters tall, deformed and strong, eroded and stained all over.

Suffocating.

“Get up!” Silith pulled Loy up, “Wake up, fight or go!”

Loic’s eyes were full of Avrey’s appearance.

She was in pain and was bleeding a lot and kept bleeding.

She concealed her panic with a smile and humbly prayed.

Ask for food, give it to her.

If you want water, give it to her.

To encourage, to hope, Loic did all he could to provide.

Want a doctor.

She needs a doctor.

Loic can’t give it.

In the end she just got free.

– I killed her.

Avery is beautiful.

Until she became incontinent, turned green and black, gave off a strong and strange odor, her skin melted and fell off when touched, her fingernails fell off piece by piece, a large hole appeared in her stomach, the stench overflowed, her eyeballs melted, and her whole body was covered. Insects, gnawing on the outer body, and then the winter comes.

He went out early and came back late every day, sleeping with her, everything was business as usual, he didn’t remember the fact that he ended her pain, he couldn’t accept it.

dare not accept.

kill me.

Loic got up.

dizzy.

Anything is fine, kill me, why let me live through this.

Silith realizes Loic has a nervous breakdown and she must keep him safe until he wakes up.

She stepped forward and shouted in the face of the corrupt puppet far above her.

“Ugly monster! Come on!”

The corrupt puppet opened its jaws and made a strange sound. A horrific stench came out from its mouth, and the sound was like rolling thunder.

It swung at Sirius with its deformed arm, each muscle from a different corpse, and she slashed with her sword, slashing into the clumps of stitched flesh, the metal breaking through the flesh and making a screeching sound.

Immediately afterwards, she quickly drew the sword, her steps were steady, and her movements were like a wild dragon. The sword was her sharp teeth, and the weapon was held high above her head and stretched forward.

The corrupt puppet doesn’t know fear, and it doesn’t need fear, it just steps towards her, throwing out its thick fleshy arms, ready to smash her down.

Facing the ugly arm, Silith stepped forward vigorously, just like a dragon swooping at its prey, the sword slashed down from the diagonally above, cutting off the arm from the joint!

The severed hand landed on the ground, twitching and bouncing, and the gap radiated a jet-black spell streamer, which was bright at first, but quickly dimmed as soon as it left the spell.

Losing an arm, the corrupt puppet continued to move forward, but did not continue to attack, only to hear a louder noise coming from its belly than before, its body rapidly expanded, and the sound was like a series of bubbles bursting at the same time. burst.

“Escape! Dodge!” Loic supported himself on the ground with his hands, looking at everything in front of him in panic, feeling unwell.

“It’s too late!” Hillis shouted, without backing down, “one more chance!”

Loic went through the common golem structure several times in his mind.

“In the lower abdomen!” He saw the magic streamer hidden in the swollen and transparent belly of the corrupt puppet, the shaman script was transcribed into a spell, engraved on the golem’s hinge, affecting the operation of the magic energy, “It’s flickering! ”

Hillis charged and stabbed the sword into the belly of the corrupt puppet. Its belly burst open, spewing yellow-green sewage and corrupt blood from it. Hillis thrust the sword forward with force, piercing through its cotton-wool-like internal structure. It pierced through the operating core inside, so its movements suddenly became stiff, and its body quickly collapsed toward the ground, fell heavily, and turned into a pool of rotten flesh.

“Ouch – vomit -” Loic stepped back in a hurry, eager to grab the door and escape.

“…” Silith shook the sword, her body was covered with dirt, she raised her head, “We have to kill that wizard!”

“What?” Loic yelled. “Go! Leave him to someone else!”

“How many people did he kill to make such a filthy thing? I want to end this!”

Before Loic could answer, the sorcerer’s faint words came from upstairs.

“…You rude guys…do you know how much work and effort it took me to create a corpse golem?…You guys…it’s so annoying…Give me a happy death…”

The next second, there were more different low-pitched roars from the room on the top floor, and Loic was sweating coldly, and heard more large creatures get up and walk. They behaved stiffly and walked slowly downward.

One, two… Loic heard at least five sorcery golems moving.

“It’s not time for a battle of will! We—” Loy grabbed Silith’s hand, “—we want to live.”

His arms were shaking, his muscles were cramping, and he was begging for help from all the gods in his heart.

Silith went out while on guard.

The entire Beihaiwang has been plunged into conflict and chaos, and there is a lot of noise everywhere. The members of the Brotherhood rushed to the front, and the firelight illuminated the night sky. Loic heard loud shouts of killing, the team attacking the castle had launched an attack, the gate was opened, bows and arrows The sound of shooting at each other is incessant, and it seems that every moment there are thousands of arrows rushing in the air.

[End of This Chapter]