Chapter 76

Herris reached out and pressed on the window, watching the hunters rushing to transport the corpses below.

In this narrow space, there is a rotten and damp stench everywhere.

There was dark green water flowing in the ditches at the corners, and there were rat corpses, bones, blood foam, and some unidentified objects floating there.

On the ground, there were sticky bloodstains and broken limbs everywhere. The hunters were busy processing them. The completely rotten and deteriorated "leftovers" were thrown into the sewer, and those that still had fresh blood were fed to the hunting dogs.

The hounds barked and howled one after another, and the bite sounded creepy.

Bloody red light oozes from the eyes of these hounds fed on human flesh, saliva drips from the jagged fangs, and the aura they exude is extremely frightening.

The hunters who are still here, who are feeding these hounds, are no different from wild animals.

He injected filthy blood that exceeded the threshold many times, and used the method obtained from the black wizard of the Red Sect to forcefully stay awake.

Their bodies and spirits twisted together. Under the thick clothes and bandages, long and rough hair grew out of their rickety beast-like bodies. Their dim eyes were full of confusion, and they might lose their minds at any time.

In a sense, there are no humans here anymore.

Among the hatching instruments above, the magic mirror egg, which was crystal clear like gemstones at first, has become a crystal flower blooming from the center, and the center is like a smooth curved mirror surface, while the surrounding crystals and gaps It is a group of bloated and spreading flesh and blood.

Below the incubator is a huge "altar". The blood-covered ground is engraved with a magic circle that ignites the firewood of life, and all the corpses are processed here.

This "altar" is like a huge bonfire, put in fuel, and burn blazingly...

Until enough energy is provided for the hatching of the magic mirror egg.

"It's almost... soon..."

Herris looked obsessively and frantically at the hatching instrument in the midair.

He could already feel the wave-like ether constantly coming from the egg of the magic mirror, spreading out in circles, blocked by the engraved magic circle around it, and gathering again, the whole space was trembling slightly, just like... Like a heartbeat.

"How beautiful, it won't be long before He will come."

Herris' eyes moved upwards, staring at the rough concrete dome, his cold eyes revealed a venomous light.

Further up is the ground of Nuojin.

Those knights from the Secret Ritual Tower are still chasing after them.

After Murphy's death, the situation of White Wolf and Chijiao took a sharp turn for the worse.

In the beginning, they could rely on the information gap about the Nuojin structure to support them, but with the efficient operation of the Secret Ritual Tower and the carpet-like search, they can only be called lingering.

The white wolves had to disperse their strongholds underground, scurrying around like real gutter rats.

But the situation of the white wolf hunters is more optimistic than that of the black wizards of the Red Sect.

Although the leaderless black wizards were not sects before, they only had the slogan of "advocating blood", but because of Murphy's powerful rule, they were almost no different from sects.

Their core lies in Murphy.

But now that Murphy died, the most important psychological pillar collapsed in an instant. The impact made these black wizards who were originally very powerful suddenly become inferior to white wolves.

The pathetic pride and conceit made these self-proclaimed powerful dark wizards embarrassed.

"But no matter what, these dark wizards are indeed very useful fuel..."

Herris muttered to himself, watching a hunter throw a processed corpse of a dark wizard into the "altar".

"Boom!" The ether exploded in the void, and the magic circle on the ground emitted an obscure light.

Just like adding firewood to the fire, the invisible ether burned fiercely, and the "spirit" and "flesh" in the corpse were burned, turning into ashes bit by bit.

Around the magic mirror egg above, the lumps of flesh and blood began to squirm and grow, climbing against the incubator.

And the crystal flower also began to proliferate, and one of the "petals" made a rattling sound and gradually stretched.

He really wanted to laugh out loud. The black wizards of the Red Sect were like headless chickens. He instigated a few words and deliberately let them serve as a shield a few times, and they were directly discouraged when facing the search of the Secret Ritual Tower.

It can be crushed with one blow.

The panic made them urgently need a new pillar, and the White Wolf, who still maintained a cooperative relationship with them and seemed to have room for mediation with the Secret Ritual Tower, became their life-saving straw.

But they didn't know this decision, which made them step into the trap carefully woven by the hunter.

"Thanks to these good firewood, the hatching progress is at least twice as fast."

The black wizard communicates with the ether to release spells, and his own affinity for the ether is first-class and good, and he is the best ether container. In this ceremony, it is equal to a little bit.

Herris didn't know why the mysterious man with snake eyes wanted to help him.

But this is not their life-saving straw.

They have no other choice.

This ritual feeding is far more efficient than their previous method of directly extracting vitality, including the map constructed by Nuo Jin in their hands, which is also a gift from the mysterious person.

The bewitching words of the mysterious man seem to be still echoing in my ears: "Burn it, burn it to your heart's content, blood and life are the best fuel, you will bring them nightmares and pain..."

Herris then ignited the fire of the Chijiao, which caused panic in Nuojin.

But... not enough.

"Master Herris, the black wizard's body has been used up."

One of his subordinates came to report the progress: "Do you want to continue hunting? There are not many people left in the Red Cult, and they are all fleeing in all directions. It is difficult to catch, and it is also a great risk for us."

There are only so many wizards in the Red Sect, and after only a few days, they have all become nourishment.

Herris turned his head, put his hands on his subordinate's shoulders, and said softly, "No, soon you won't have to be so worried."

Another subordinate came in suddenly. This was a hunter who was almost completely animalized. His body was 2.5 meters tall and covered with hair. He dragged a corpse in his hand and threw it on the ground.

"The spider...found me...our Fifty-second Street is...near here..."

He spoke intermittently.

The spider, led by Ji Zhixu, is a new hunter organization split from the white wolf.

Herris said slowly: "Ji Zhixu... She is really a hyena more disgusting than those knights in the Secret Ritual Tower. Even No. 52 has been discovered, and this place is no longer safe."

"In that case... let them come, it just so happens that this stronghold should also be destroyed."

Herris was condescending, stepped on the head of the corpse, and instantly transformed into a ferocious huge upright white wolf, grinning a little madly: "These little spiders must also be useful matches."