The dark, damp and strong smell formed the sewer of Vigima.

There was unknown darkness in the distance. A little torch light suddenly lit up from the corner, reflecting a mottled wall. The blue bricks on the wall were covered with moss, sewage flowed across it, and several shadows were cast, growing longer and longer.

Someone walked into the tubular passage.

Three knights with silver-white armor, and a witch hunter with a viper pendant hanging on his chest.

Each of them had a torch, in groups, walking on both sides of the passage, cautiously, gently walking, and trying their best to keep quiet.

A dark brown river flows in the middle of the pipe, mixed with food residues, excrement, and all kinds of floating objects: women's clothes, rag dolls, and one leg of the dining table.

It looks sticky and smelly.

The witch hunter pressed the torch to the right wall and illuminated a number of paint. The numbers were a little blurry and it was obviously there for a long time. He lifted the map with his other hand, and his eyes compared it back and forth between the map and the numbers on the wall.

"Pu" The White Rose Knight next to him suddenly stopped, but accidentally stepped on something, a yellowish-brown, sticky ball, and it was still emitting heat and a stinky smell after the digestive fermentation.

"You have won the prize, Knight Yagong!" Knight Zelin, opposite the small river ditch, couldn't help laughing. The sudden laughter instantly broke the originally quiet atmosphere.

Yagong's face turned into a pig's liver. He glanced at the fresh feces under his feet at close range, covered his throat and vomited, almost spitting out the overnight meal.

After only ten minutes of entering the sewer, the White Rose Knight had been defiled by the dirty things.

"God, let me be glorious in the battlefield!"

"Quiet!" The witch hunter made a gesture, and the three knights were instantly silent.

The witch hunter Roy, all three had a deep impression of him. He did not have an oppressive body, but his skills were as flexible as a devil. The three still remembered it very clearly that on the Black Tern Island, his light sword dance was like a god of death.

Rudolph, the former leader of Bai Qiangwei, also lost to him in a fair duel.

The knight obeyed the strong and maintained a considerable degree of awe of the witch hunter.

Roy half-squatted and stirred the excrement with a wooden stick found from somewhere. The strong pungent smell of the sewer affected his sense of smell and could not tell what was the feces of the feces.

But he is certain that it was definitely not left by humans.

Soon, the witch hunter cleared out a few match-like crisp bones from the feces, as well as a small half of the rat that was fuzzy and had not yet been digested.

"A monster has just arrived and hasn't gone far." He handed the torch to Yagong, then took out a tube of thunder potion from the alchemy bag he carried with him and drank it. Then, purple-black blood vessels like earthworms appeared on his handsome face, and his eyes also became like wolves.

He pressed against the dirty wall, gently tapped the ground with his toes, and groped forward silently like a cat. The three White Rose Knights carrying torches stayed there and waited.

About two minutes later, something happened in Wei'an vision.

This is a human-shaped creature, like a corpse caught at the bottom of the pond, all over green, even the pores seep out mucus and mud, and it also exudes a rotten sour smell, and the stench of the sewer has its own merits.

It was half-squatting in the sewage in the ditch and facing the witch hunter, revealing its fish-like dorsal fin, its shoulders trembled up and down, making a delicate chewing sound, holding something and gnawing.

"Water Ghost..." The witch hunter identified its type.

Water ghosts are timid by nature, and their strength and reactions are not much stronger than ordinary people. They often eat leftover vegetables and animal corpses dug out of the garbage dump, so the sewer is simply a paradise for them to pick up garbage.

They sometimes attack lone travelers and women washing clothes by the lake, and are especially cruel to weak things.

The witch hunter did not attack rashly, and he remembered a sentence from Biology, "When monsters are really lame, groupings will make them happy."

Water ghost is one of these brainless monsters.

Roy held his breath, swept his eyes further away, and waited quietly for a while, confirming that there was no target nearby, and then he carefully took out Gabriel.

The witch hunter silently counted a few numbers in his heart, then turned on the guide arrow and aimed at the water ghost's bare forehead widened in the center of his sight, and a sense of pleasure that he had not experienced for a long time arose.

"Swoosh--" A shadow suddenly passed through the dim space in the sewer. The next second, a bloody flower suddenly burst out from the back of the head of the water ghost who was busy eating. He trembled all over and fell to the face without saying a word. However, the crossbow was directly pierced through the head, and an arrow appeared from the eye socket in front.

Kill the water ghost, experience value +20, Witch Hunter LV6 (1500/3500)

The witch hunter glanced at the blood gems he carried with him, but as expected, he did not collect the soul, which also confirmed his idea that the soul of the water ghost was converted into experience value.

Roy approached again and saw the water ghost's food clearly. A dead chicken that had chewed off most of the bones exposed. The dead chicken's skin was corroded and colorful. I don't know which unethical farmer threw it down.

"Life is quite moist... Besides mice, you can also eat chicken." The monsters in the Vigima sewer will reproduce and cause disasters, and the wasteful behavior of the rich in the city has also made considerable contributions.

The witch hunter took Gabriel away and stood still for a moment while observing the corpse of the water ghost. He originally planned to make the corpse into bait and seduce more water ghosts into the trap, but he was worried that the smell of blood would cause some terrifying existence. After hesitating for a while, he gave up this decision.

Soon, the three knights came over, looked at the water ghost who was shot in the head, and swallowed at the same time.

They keep moving forward.

The sewers are wet, dark and corruption breed, but there is also a unique ecosystem. In addition to mice, cockroaches, and dangerous animals lurking in the shadows, some unique plants and herbs have also been nurtured in the sewers.

"Green mold mushroom..." This is a plant that the demon hunter accidentally discovered in sewage. It is a strange mushroom with a black grimace on the red cap. The palm of the cap is thicker than the same type, and the stem is thin and longer. "Growing in a humid and cold environment, bright colors and slightly toxic, it can relieve whooping cough."

"Mole yarrow, eliminate swelling..."

Compared to the witch hunter who was still interested in picking medicine, the three knights looked slightly blue and looked very uncomfortable.

On the one hand, they have not done relevant training in such a complex and dangerous environment. On the other hand, they are not doing relevant training.

Holding a torch and exploring the dark sewer, you will never know what is lurking in front of the darkness.

The unknown and darkness are the most difficult and fearful.

They even look forward to some monsters coming out quickly and fighting one.

In addition to the whistling of dirty rivers, there are also the whistling of the wind, the chirping of some small animals, and the strange sounds that appear without warning and suddenly disappear.

It's simply crazy.

"Are you not nervous at all, Master..." Yagong stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with the demon hunter.

"I have made sufficient preparations..." The witch hunter lowered his voice, his eyes still swept vigilantly. "I know a little about all the monster species that may appear in the sewer. I know their attack patterns and their physical weaknesses. This is the expertise of the witch hunter."

"Say something..." Yagong begged, "What the hell is most likely to encounter next time?"

The witch hunter nodded and lowered his voice, "The 'tenant' of the sewer,' and the animals in the forest and the fields have some similarities, such as territorial consciousness. Monsters with similar power will tacitly divide their respective hunting areas. Do you still remember that water ghost? This is an unlucky lonely person, and its appearance has shown our area. Next, we are very likely to encounter its tribe."

As soon as the witch hunter finished speaking, a strange roar suddenly came from the front of the long passage.

Roy slowed down and lifted the crossbow again.

The Knight had no extra time to be surprised. A dozen naked human creatures with fins and webbed bodies suddenly emerged from the passage ahead.

Originally they were wandering aimlessly, and the light of the torch attracted several of them. They turned around and stared at everyone, staring at the eyes of dead fish.

"Get your crossbow..." The witch hunter quickly began to aim, "To some extent, something like a water ghost is equivalent to a dead object, immune to most poisons, bleeding, and pain cannot have a negative impact on their actions, so the best way is to kill one blow."

"Swoosh--" The arrow exploded the head of a water ghost, like a hornet's nest. The remaining water ghost came over with exaggerated limbs, screaming and screaming.

The knights shot with Gabriel, but their accurate heads were not as powerful as the witch hunter. They just shot the water ghost's thigh and chest. The water ghost's body trembled, and continued to charge without any pain or itch. The next second, they were blasted by the witch hunter's cold arrow.

Then, the witch hunter held up the silver sword blade with Kunen's shield. As his wrist turned, Gu Weishir danced a beautiful sword flower.

He rushed into the water ghost group.

The first sword, the blade swept across the air, and cut the water ghost rushing toward him into two pieces.

The second sword, with a thrust forward like a bow, the tip of the sword penetrates straight into the chin, destroying the brain.

The third sword, the Alder Seal knocked down the target, and the blade wielded like a shovel, poking it into the throat from top to bottom.

The fourth sword was shocked by the group. Gu Weishir swept through the air and swayed lightly, cutting off two heads like tofu.

In just a few seconds, the flexible figure bathed in the bloody rain, and made a few simple moves in the group of water ghosts, as if performing a short, intense and deadly dance.

The knights watching were stunned for a long time before they shouted to pull out the steel sword from their waists, blush and storm into the monster circle, and deal with the tide-like attack.
Chapter completed!