Chapter 131

In the Ranger's trilling screams, the demon hunter also jumped into the huge cave. In the process of falling, he saw that the surrounding cliffs were covered with purple fungus blanket, and some dark channels flashed in front of his eyes.

But the goal of the demon hunter is very clear, that is, the tentacle that is in the deepest part of the cave, trying to retract his fat body into a channel!

In the air took out his only dagger, the demon hunter put the dagger into the mushroom blanket! He had looked at it carefully before he jumped down. It was nearly three inches thick and had a tough surface. It looked like half thawed raw meat on it.

It was as if he had pierced a layer of rubber, and his hands had great strength. However, the prepared demon hunter held the dagger tightly to ensure that the angle between the dagger and the wall was always greater than 90 degrees!

The sharp blade of the dagger left a long wound on the fungus blanket, and the purple nutrient solution inside splashed with the wound! As the wound widened, the downfall speed of the demon hunter also decreased rapidly. After falling nearly 30 meters, he finally got close to the bottom of the cave.

Releasing the nearly deformed dagger in his hand, the demon hunter jumped down nearly four meters from the ground and landed steadily at the bottom of the cave.

The Ranger shot out a special arrow and nailed it to the wall on the other side of the cave. The tail of the arrow fixed the rope. The whole man hung in the air against the cliff. Looking at the demon hunter who had landed, he was embarrassed and said, "Hey, head, is it safe below?"

At this time, the witch who became the Raven circled down from the air with ephrail, released the silver haired witch at a distance of three or four meters from the ground and turned back into human form.

After falling to the ground as a fighting nun, eifilar rolled forward cleanly and removed her strength, while the other witch landed on the ground like a feather in the air, showing his superiority.

The demon hunter looked at the Ranger hanging in the air with the political commissar's symbolic eyes: "ladies are ready, sir. When are you going to stay on it?"

The Ranger took out the dagger given to him by the demon hunter from his arms, cut off the rope tied to his arm, and landed on the ground lightly. Before that, in mid air, because of the lack of time, the Ranger had to tie a dead knot on his arm.

"I'm ready." The Ranger nodded and threw the dagger to the demon hunter. At the back of his waist, he drew out two small arms, similar to Yingzhou rib Chai weapons. He brushed a knife flower in his hand flexibly: "I told you, I have defensive weapons."

The demon hunter looked around. At the bottom of the cave, countless channels dug by tentacles converged here, varying in size.

"Can you tell where the target is?" The demon hunter looked at the Ranger and asked, "or we'll have to take a risk with that fat squid."

Unfortunately, the Ranger shook his head regretfully, saying that there was no trace of tracking element nearby. He frowned and said, "although I haven't been through the sewer before, I still have to say that it's more disgusting than the sewer!"

The Ranger is right. The ground is not covered with fungus blanket. The soil is mixed with unknown mucus to form a muddy soil. If you step on it, you will make a poop poop sound. After a few steps, the Ranger's boots are much heavier than before. If there is any environment that is the most unfavorable for archers to play, here must be ranked first.

Ji WanBing shook the mud on his boots and landed again. He crushed the bones of an unknown creature. He felt that he had changed from a forest ranger to a sewer warrior.

"Let's go. That's our destiny today." The hunter's face was normal, as if it were a lawn in the afternoon sun. He turned and walked into an extremely huge cave. Judging from the size, it was the only hole that the tentacle could pass through.

The witch, who had changed from a fire crow to a human figure, did not care that her exquisite robe was dragged on the mud on the ground, and a fluorescence was emitted between her hands. She followed the demon hunter into the cave. Only ephrail frowned, as if she was disgusted with the environment here, but did not say anything.

"Am I the only one here who is normal?" The Ranger shook his head and sighed.

The next second, a few abnormal mutants from the sky fell into a pool of mud beside him, interrupting his self pity. The Ranger looked up at the top of the cave. Dozens of the mutants were crawling down the cliff with their sharp limbs, while more distortion bodies jumped directly from the top. For a time, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground like dumplings.

A few lucky guys, broke half of the bone, still rely on the mutant tenacious vitality to roar at the Ranger, showing their sharp teeth.

The Ranger quickly turned around and ran into the cave where they entered and left here. Behind him, the fungus blanket on the cliff rapidly spread downward, covering the ground's abnormal mutants, whether dead or alive, were quickly digested by the fungus blanket. The fungus blanket soon covered the ground completely, forming a buffer layer. After landing, a large number of mutants poured into the surrounding caves.

In the light of the witch's light, the demon hunter takes three men through the crypt. Of the four, only the demon hunter has the talent of low light vision, and can distinguish the trace left by the tentacle in the dark cave.But along the way, all kinds of fork roads are intricate and crisscross with each other. In addition, the abnormal variants behind them pursue all the way. Finally, the demon hunter lost the trace of the tentacle on a cross road!

From last night until now, in seven or eight hours, this monster has dug out a huge labyrinth under the slum! If not for the purple fungus blanket on the inner walls of many caves to provide extra support, he had no doubt that as long as there was a heavy rain, the whole downtown area would become a collapse area!

At this rate, I'm afraid that before night, this thing will be able to dig through the rock layer and open up the road to the city, and the gates of the church will be useless.

The demon hunter took a sip of water. In Marx's camp, there was not enough fresh water, so each person only took enough for a day to drink. However, in the underground caverns, the air tight environment and high-intensity sports consume much more than usual.

"Still nothing?" Looking at the four caves leading to different directions, the demon hunter turned his eyes to the Rangers.

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