Chapter 374 32. Cruel Hunting Game
The gray wolf led the way, walking briskly like a young man who couldn't hide his mood.
Alice stared at Annan—she always looked at him like this when Annan did something shameful to her.
"We have a limited amount of money. And it is more important for the bottom hives to take them to the upper levels than anything else."
"You always have a reason."
They followed the gray wolf deep into Dark Light Town, and saw more locals... their skinless silhouettes lying in the sewage, and next to them were emaciated people lying in front of the water to drink. A numb figure leaning against the eaves, a weirdo huddled in the shadows holding a suspicious piece of meat.
“I think of people on earth who are still complaining about not making enough money and having conflicts with their families...” Theophilus couldn’t help but sigh.
“Our happiness comes from the misfortunes of others.” Alice said.
Annan felt that Alice's idea was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything to refute.
The gray wolf stopped in front of a shack with two strings of skull wind chimes hanging on it, and knocked on the leaky door: "Master Witch Doctor, there are several noble people from the surface who need help..."
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"Come in..."
A strange voice came into his ears, and the gray wolf opened the door.
An old silhouette with disheveled hair sat in the gloomy hut. The fluorescent fruit drilled out of the ground was the only light source in the room. Bottles and jars containing strange things were piled in the corner, emitting a smell worse than bitter mist.
The environment here is suspicious, but the people in the bottom nest know better how to deal with the rat people.
Theophilus and the others couldn't stay any longer, so Annan asked them and the gray wolf to watch outside the door, tell the witch doctor why they were here and that after picking up the little girl on the ground floor, he put her in the witch doctor. In front of the doctor.
At this time, Annan discovered that the little girl's legs were broken and there were many scratches and contusions. She should have fallen from the Dawn Level into the exile.
The old witch doctor lay on the ground, like a squirming snake, and picked up two black bottles in the corner. One took out the mud-like substance, and the other poured it into his mouth. He first opened the little girl's mouth gag. Entering the mud, he put his mouth to it and spit out the liquid.
They passed through the little girl's esophagus, fell into the almost transparent abdominal cavity, and became entangled in a ball.
"Fluorescent fruit..." she said.
Annan wanted to pick the nearest one, but suddenly the old witch doctor grabbed his wrist, and his scarlet eyes were revealed between the sticky hair: "Don't extinguish the light... We have to stay in a place with light..."
So Annan picked a fruit from outside the house and gave it to the old witch doctor.
He only knew that the rat people at the bottom relied on fluorescent fruits to maintain their lives and resist the bitter fog.
At this time Alice touched him: "Tail..."
Annan looked down and saw something hanging by the old witch doctor's feet... She was bigger than the "rat man" Is the mutation still serious?
The haggard-shaped claws held the fluorescent fruit and crushed it, and the juice and pulp dripped into the little girl's mouth, collecting with the sludge in the stomach... Then, Annan and Alice saw and heard, screaming. The face formed by the mud flashed away.
The heartbeat of the little girl who has not yet woken up is no longer weak.
"How much do we have to pay?" Annan asked.
"No need...leave quickly...this is not the place you should come..."
Annan wanted to leave some money, but was reluctant, so he had to say thank you.
Alice took the initiative to carry the little girl on her back. Annan did not refuse. She only weighs more than 30 pounds, but she still feels tired after carrying it for dozens of minutes.
After leaving the door and away from the witch doctor's shack, Annan and Alice seemed to have gotten rid of something and felt relaxed again.
"I feel very uncomfortable there..."
They looked at each other.
"Me too."
As if being watched, whispered, or haunted by something, even the magic power became cold.
Before they had gone far, the wild dog crawled over on all fours and was almost attacked by Theophilus as a monster. Only then did they notice that the wild dog's arms reached almost to his knees.
"Noble man from the surface, I found the golden invitation!"
Theophilus couldn't wait to ask: "Where is it?"
"In the mayor's office Sir, he invites the nobles to the mayor's manor! ""Do we want to participate?" Theophilus asked Annan forcefully.
"Why not, maybe the 'mayor' wants to present a golden invitation." Annan looked around: "But we must hurry up."
It took two hours to get from the exile to the dawn level. , they still have up to twenty-two hours.
While following the wild dog to the mayor's manor, they were almost attacked. A man roared with hatred and rushed out, but he fell on the road and never got up.
His roar of hatred frightened Amy... and she was a little confused: "Why does he seem to hate us so much?"
"They don't hate you, they hate their parents. Why did the ancestors go to the bottom of the nest and why were they born..."
The emotion in Wild Dog's tone showed that he was also such a person, but his life was not that bad.
"They are so miserable..."
"The noble people on the surface are not miserable." The wild dog said, "The worst ones are those guys who don't even know how to hate, well, For example, that guy..."
A figure sat under the eaves, numbly waiting for death.
"The Imperial Capital has gone too far!" Theophilus clenched his fists, "They actually let us...let us..."
He couldn't say the word hunting.
"Be open-minded. The people who got the gold invitations are all 'big people' like the mayor of the town. Maybe they are doing good things by hunting them." Amy said.
The wild dogs and gray wolves leading the way cleverly pretended not to hear.
The Mayor's Manor is distinguished from other buildings in the town by its masonry walls and a two-story building.
“The smell of blood...”
The open door suddenly made the wild dog roar.
Annan and the others were stunned for a moment: "Go in and take a look."
After passing the garden where fluorescent fruits were planted, they came to the spacious hall and saw the fallen corpses around them and the eight people standing in the hall. A figure wearing a mage's robe.
"Gwen College..." Alice whispered while looking at their mage robes.
A handsome young man raised his head and greeted: "You also come for the golden invitation? But you are a step too late."
Annan looked around at the corpses and frowned: "It's not that we are late, it's that you are too cruel..."
"There are no good people here." The young man said casually, and asked nonchalantly: "You... ...Soltz College? How many gold invitations did you get?"
"No..." Alice said warily.
“One piece.” Annan said honestly.
The young people were silent for a while, as if measuring their strength, and smiled after exchanging glances with their companions: "Don't be nervous, we are not enemies, right?"
"We are indeed not friends."
"Uh..."
As soon as Annan finished speaking, Alice and the others, who were reminded, cast spells at the same time, and several living ropes wrapped around them.
The young man's face was gloomy: "You don't even have elites, you actually want to... Damn it! What is this!?"
As Annan finished singing, a portal appeared in the hall, and then , thick and large earth elements poured out.
"Inferior summoning technique." Annan replied.
"You... are talking nonsense!"
The aristocratic quality prevented him from swearing, but he cursed all the ugly words in his heart.
“It’s okay to call it the Eighteen Earth Elements of Xingyue Bay.”
(End of this chapter)