Chapter 82: Lost
Late night.
A sneaky mouse sneaked into the ward.
The ward was filled with the smell of herbs.
There are two beds placed parallel to each other on both sides of the aisle.
Locke and Jenny were both in a coma.
The mouse lay in the middle of the aisle, with a strange red light flashing in its eyes.
"Squeak! Wake up, wake up quickly!"
The mouse suddenly spoke in human language.
"A distinguished guest is here, won't you entertain him?"
Jenny was half asleep and half awake when she vaguely heard the conversation.
She turned over and sat up in bed.
I opened my eyes and looked at the ground dizzily.
The moment he saw the red-eyed rat, his face turned pale and he was about to scream.
At this moment, a broad palm covered her mouth.
"Jenny, don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Brother Locke!"
Jenny threw herself into Locke's arms.
"Friend, you and your girlfriend need our help."
Red-eyed rat, whispering.
"Just do what I just said, and I guarantee that your illness will be cured."
"My fellow apprentice, Alan, has his own way to cure lycanthropy!" Locke said solemnly, "There's no need to ask you cultists for help!"
The mouse sneered, his high-pitched voice was full of seduction.
"Think about it carefully."
"That kid named Alan is neither a master of potions nor a natural sorcerer."
"How much can a mere first-level violent warlock know about alchemy?"
"Did he tell you to use belladonna in the medicine?"
"Hehe... As we all know, belladonna itself is extremely poisonous. You dare to eat it when you use it to make medicine ?"
"To put it another way, even if his medicine works, it will cause you to lose your powerful beast transformation ability forever. But my method can preserve your beast transformation."
"As long as you do what I say, you will be able to obtain a special meditation method that can suppress your beastly impulses and use your beastly blood to increase your strength!"
"Our Beast Cult warlocks are able to maintain their sanity after being infected with the beast disease, thanks to this secret meditation method!"
"There are two roads before you, choose for yourself!"
"Isn't it obvious which is better?"
After a moment, the mouse quietly left the ward and disappeared into the gutter.
the next day.
The group of seven continued on their journey.
After several days of investigation, Allen and others have found out.
The Beast Cult's base on the island is located in the magic stone mining area.
The group set out early in the morning, planning to reach the mining area before dark, raid the cult's stronghold, and capture all the cultists in one fell swoop .
At dusk, the setting sun is as red as blood.
Walk to an abandoned miners' dormitory.
Alan suddenly stopped and reminded his companions.
"Thirty meters ahead, high concentration of virus reaction detected! Beware of an ambush!"
Before Alan could finish his words, Locke suddenly turned around and punched him in the face!
Hound pace!
Allen narrowly avoided Locke's sneak attack.
Meanwhile, Jenny was also casting a spell.
He cast a "Greasy Technique" towards where everyone was standing.
"Bitch! You deserve to die!"
Andy suddenly realized that he had been tricked, and in a rage, he rushed towards Jenny.
As soon as I took a step, I stepped on the slippery grease.
With a thud, he fell hard on his butt!
The damage is not great, but it is extremely insulting.
By the time everyone jumped out of the greasy area, Locke and Jenny had already run into the miners' dormitory area.
at the same time.
On both sides of the street, in the abandoned miners' dormitories, the half-closed doors were suddenly kicked open and hordes of ratmen rushed out.
They all wore leather armor, held swords, bows and crossbows, and looked murderous.
The elite armed forces of the Beast Worship Cult have been waiting here for a long time!
Seeing this scene, everyone understood.
If Alan hadn't turned on the "virus detection" along the way, discovered the ambush in advance, and reminded everyone to be careful in time, I'm afraid we would have fallen into the trap and been killed by Locke and Jenny and would have remained confused!
"Locke! Jenny! You will be punished and doomed to die!"
Pamela's pretty face flushed with anger.
His sapphire eyes glared fiercely at the two traitors.
Locke and Jenny seemed to feel guilty and did not dare to look her in the eye.
He lowered his head and hid behind the rats.
The crowd parted and five figures walked side by side.
Standing in the middle was a blue-robed sorceress.
She has a graceful figure and a ferocious spider mask on her face.
A cold gaze shone through a pair of holes in the mask.
Beside the blue-robed woman, there were two men in black robes.
Three men and one woman, all wearing rat head masks.
"Are you the leaders of the Beast Cult on the island?"
Pamela drew out her electric rapier, looking murderous.
"Tell me your name!"
“Hehe…” The blue-clothed woman sneered, “A dying person has no right to ask about our names.”
He raised his hand and waved it, and the magic power surged.
A glowing magic circle opened up on the ground beneath his feet, and a giant spider as big as a round table was summoned out of it.
At the same time, the four black-clad sorcerers beside her were also casting spells together.
In a blink of an eye, swarms of rats appeared, covering the road.
What’s more terrifying is yet to come.
The four black-robed sorcerers began to pray in solemn tones.
"My Lord Squark!"
"Lord of the Plague!"
"Please grant me the power to slay the army!"
Four sorcerers, channeling divine power at the same time.
Golden light radiated from them, spreading to ten meters away.
Under their feet, rats swarmed all over the ground, illuminated by the divine light.
They all seem to have taken hormones.
Skeletal muscles expand wildly!
In the blink of an eye, they all turned into ferocious giant rats that were stronger than the gray wolves!
At a glance, it was a vast expanse of darkness.
Ear-piercing screams came one after another!
“Oh no!”
Seeing this scene, the arrogant Pamela couldn't help but change her expression.
"We are outnumbered, retreat quickly!"
Before he could finish his words, countless giant rats had already surrounded him, like a grey tide, one wave following another.
There were just too many giant rats to kill them all.
If you stay here, you won’t be able to hold out for long. You will be surrounded and killed, and not even a bone will be left!
Everyone had to flee separately.
Every one that escapes counts!
In the chaos, Allen wanted to take Angel with him.
He can protect the weak Angel.
Angel's genius spellcasting ability can also help him control the situation and provide more tactical countermeasures.
Unfortunately, Pamela got there before him, grabbed Angel's wrist, and ran away.
Alan really doesn't like Pamela.
In his opinion, this young lady was just a blonde beast with a pretty face!
He is domineering, arrogant, cruel, and has a strong desire to dominate.
However, Allen had to admit that Pamela was more qualified than himself to protect Angel.
"I hope they're okay."
Withdrawing his thoughts, Alan turned around and left alone.
…
Mine area.
A large dusty brick house, stained with blood.
The giant rat was lying at the door, greedily gnawing on the miners' bodies.
The sound of footsteps alerted the giant rat!
He raised his head suddenly and bared his bloody front teeth at the tall boy walking towards him.
Alan flicked his fingers.
Bang!
A "finger wave" hit the giant rat, blowing its head off on the spot.
Alan walked towards the door, intending to hide inside for a while.
At this moment, there was a slight tremor from the ground beneath my feet.
Alan lowered his head and looked at the ground.
Everything looks fine.
But in the next second...
The ground suddenly cracked open and a pair of huge black hands stretched out!
