Before everyone could discuss a result, a group of huge bats emerged from the passage, each one as big as a flapping roc, with fangs and claws gleaming with blood. Griffith immediately saw the professor's face turn pale.
"Hank, step forward and stop them! Others focus their attacks, don't let them get to the listener!" Karius shouted, "Apprentice knight, you come too."
How do I get on! Just with two daggers? !
Shield guard Hank had already rushed forward. He held a fine iron buckler and a one-handed ax, and chopped a bat head-on.
The ax blade only penetrated half an inch into the flesh before it was stuck. Hank was immediately besieged by bats from all directions. The flying monsters struck at his shield with their claws, making a hail-like sound. Raven gritted his teeth, took out the remaining crossbow arrows and fired at the bat that had just been attacked. Hakan's giant wolf and Pella also moved to one side, preparing to take up an attack position.
Griffith held the only two daggers and didn't know what to do. Beside him, Lordes was hastily tracing lines with his wand. Along with his elusive chant, two layers of complex magic patterns began to appear in front of Hank, spinning and forming in mid-air, and approaching each other.
"Hank, stay where you are, hold on!" Karius gave the order, but he did not attack.
An extremely dangerous aura filled the air, as if staying within the range of the magic pattern would lead to disaster. Griffith immediately realized that this would be a large-scale attack spell. While Hank is keeping the bats at bay, the Professor is trying to kill them all at once.
But, it’s too late! Griffith discovered that in less than ten seconds, Hank's shield protecting him had deformed and twisted under the fierce attack. The bats that had initially gathered in front of him had spread out and attacked his arms from both sides. He even started to go around his back.
"Captain, I can't do it anymore!" Hank screamed. The shield was suddenly knocked to the ground, and a bat bit Hank's wrist. Before he could struggle, the swarming bats tore his body from all directions.
"Pfft!"
Griffith had never heard anything like it. The tall and big Hank was torn into pieces like a rag doll and disappeared into the dark shadows.
"Han-ke!"
Pella screamed. The bats swarmed over in an instant and rushed towards the panicked demon hunter.
The complex magic circle that Lordes was still sketching immediately dissipated, and his cold face flashed with anxiety and solemnity.
"Hakan, hold it with your wolf!" Karius shouted, "Others, protect the listener!"
Hakan's giant wolf didn't even last five seconds before being torn apart. At the same time, an earth-shaking thunderbolt fell, shattering one bat into pieces. The lightning bounced among the bats, killing two more nearby ones. However, as the number of bounces increases, the lethality of the thunderbolt rapidly weakens, and finally disappears in the air.
Raven was thrown to the ground and the bat bit through his neck.
"My lord!" Karius shouted anxiously to the professor.
Lordes calmly withdrew a piece of blue crystal surrounded by electric light, and started the elusive chant again. His next powerful spell was about to take shape, but at this moment, the approaching bat emitted an invisible sound wave. , everyone nearby, including Griffith, suddenly heard a loud noise in their heads, followed by continuous noise, making it difficult to concentrate.
Lourdes' spell failed.
The team suddenly lost the ability to resist.
Professor Lordes pressed his forehead, gritted his teeth, turned around and jumped to the bottom of the cliff.
Hakan is attacked first, and he and Pella are chased by a swarm of bats, fleeing in panic toward Griffith. Then Karius was besieged. He screamed and rushed into a tunnel and disappeared into the darkness.
These bats flew extremely fast, roaring through the cold night sky, and immediately knocked Hakan and Pella to the ground. Pella screamed heart-breakingly, and suddenly out of the corner of her eye she saw Griffith rushing towards her, followed by a string of giant bats.
Griffith did not escape down the cliff, but crashed into Hakan, Pella and a large group of bats.
"Far East—New Star!"
The freezing air exploded in the bat swarm, freezing all the swarms of bats in place. Griffith kicked away the two bats, picked up the two people who were under siege and threw them outside. He immediately smashed a bottle of secondary deceleration potion towards the ground where the bats gathered, and shouted:
"Split up and run!"
Grouped bats suffer the negative effects of the slowdown. The three of them didn't have time to say hello, Hakan ran towards the path up the mountain, Pella held her head and jumped off the cliff, and Griffith rushed into the narrow passage.
…
Chase, catch up?
Griffith ran wildly in the narrow passage. Giant cockroaches had just emerged from this tunnel, and they had been cleaned up without any obstacles along the way.
He was not desperate. The bat is very fast, and after getting rid of the brief deceleration, it is easy to be overtaken by escaping along the open road, which is the path Hakan chose. Relatively speaking, Pella had a chance of survival if she jumped off the cliff.
Griffith's idea was to rush into the narrow road, and if the bats caught up with him, he would rely on the narrow terrain to fight them, blocking his position and killing them. When he found out that the situation with the witcher was not good, he was thinking about how to escape. This route was the safest. He is the most proficient at using fewer cards to hit more cards.
Suddenly, he felt severe pain in many places on his body, as well as the feeling of thick liquid flowing.
In the brief pursuit and battle, the bat tore open Griffith's cheek and chest, and broke a rib. It all happened so suddenly that he didn't even react when he was injured. When he hid in the passage, he realized that the gurgling blood had stained half of his body red.
My blood is still red, not bad, this is good news!
Griffith wiped his hands on his clothes, reached into the wound, grabbed the broken ribs and broke them hard.
"Uh...ah..."
Griffith let out a groan that he tried to suppress, but the broken bone was broken off so that it would not penetrate into the lungs and cause continuous damage. Although he is supported by a strong self-healing ability, he now does not have the extra time and resources to slowly restore himself.
The bat swarm may still be gathering outside the tunnel, and even if they don't pursue them, they may block the way out. I'd better squat here and wait for a while to see the situation. Griffith grabbed two small notched daggers and hid in the shadow of the corner.
Suddenly, his torn cheek twitched. He was shaking violently, his face was covered in blood, and the wounds where his teeth and facial bones could be seen looked like an oversized smiley face with lipstick on it.
He shook his head towards the cold, dark and empty tunnel wall, as if looking into a mirror:
"Why are you so serious?
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Griffith laughed wildly in the silent tunnel. He laughed for a while and then suddenly closed his mouth as if nothing happened. He closed his mouth and looked around nervously.
…
The moonlight passed through the cracks in the rocks overhead, casting a faint light into the tunnel. In a dark corner, Griffith seemed to see something squirming and swelling.
"I think I saw something," Griffith said to himself. "I'll have to take a closer look."
In the extremely quiet tunnel, he seemed to hear a tinkling sound, and something like a shadow was slowly taking shape. At first it was illusory like mist, and gradually became thicker and more substantial. The huge body, disproportionate hooves, jagged mouth and goat's horns were extremely chaotic and unreal.
What is this?
The shadow walked slowly towards Griffith, opened its big mouth, and bit him.
"Wow!"
The remaining mail on Griffith's body was bitten through, and a large piece of flesh was torn off. He clutched his head and fled towards the depths of the tunnel where there were no monsters.
After running for who knows how long, the strange shadow disappeared, and Griffith stopped to take a breath. The tunnel in this ruins is extremely deep, with cave-ins and damage everywhere, and it twists and turns to no one knows where it leads, but fortunately there is no branch road.
Suddenly, the unknown author's potion preparation notes written next to him began to heat up slightly. This booklet has been with him since the last recorded appearance, and he wanted to see when new records would be revealed. The feeling of heat made Griffith, who had lost a lot of blood, feel very comfortable. He took off his tattered mail armor, took out his notes from his pocket, and found that a new chapter had appeared on it.
What appeared this time was not the knowledge and experience of potions, but a diary.
"Diary with illegible dates
"I swear, this is the most shocking experience I've had since I entered Homonwarts. I can only rely on my remaining sanity to record this weird experience.
"As a first-year student, I completed my homework very well. The professors unanimously believed that I had extraordinary talents and would definitely achieve a great career in the future. I should have studied hard like this and found a beautiful daughter from a famous family. An engagement was made, but a madman's crazy words completely destroyed my life.
"It was a cozy evening, and I was discussing the Parn-Vil arcane model with Miss Iletia. Hughes burst into the library, startling everyone with his appearance.
"He was covered in bruises. His left eye, left ear and left hand were missing. Blood and pus dripped from the wounds to the ground. His abdomen was torn apart by a terrible force, and his right hand with only two fingers left held the internal organs and organs flowing out of the abdominal cavity. intestines.
"The girls screamed, and some even fainted. I was so surprised by Hughes' appearance that I was speechless, but his murmurs made me even more confused.
"He approached me dragging his belly,
"'In the Whispering Forest, at the altar of Black Peak, strange horns, teeth, claws, here they come.'
