"You attacked a person!" Evan looked at John like a monster, "The first rule of the hunter, we can't attack ordinary people!"
"I didn't attack him," John said lightly. "Just kidding. Turned his teeth into toothpaste... toothpaste! Well, I must be right this time, toothpaste-flavored chocolate, and it will turn back in a day." of."
Evan's eyes nearly fell out.
Just when John thought he was going to start reciting the rules of the hunter, Evan said in disbelief: "It's impossible, no one can casually turn something... just, into another thing he just saw." Kind of thing! Unless he clearly knows the material composition of the two!"
"Come on man," John said, "I don't call Nobody, thanks."
"how did you do that?"
"Want to learn?" John turned his head, showing a dazzling smile.
Evan nodded silly.
John pressed his hat down and strode forward without hesitation: "I won't teach you, you will violate the first rule of the hunter's rules."
Evan: "…"
The path became narrower and narrower, the plants became denser and denser, and the color of the thick fog around them was getting closer and closer to black, as if it was about to stick to people's skin, and the field of vision became narrower and narrower.
From the depths of the dense fog came the heavy panting sound of some animal, hitting the human heart one after another. Evan felt that his breathing became difficult. He tried to distract himself a little, so he turned his head to observe him partner John.
I don't know why, but seeing him always makes people feel at ease.
In order to avoid the denser and denser plants, John bent his body slightly. This action made his chest and abdomen hurt. From Evan's perspective, his exposed chin and lips became extremely pale again, almost audible. There was no sound of his breathing.
"Don't look at me," John said in a low voice, "watch where you step."
It’s okay if he doesn’t say anything, but as soon as Evan lowered his head, his legs went limp—there were blood-red threads on the ground, exactly the same as those wrapped around the girl’s body, it was simply terrifying.
As soon as Evan's legs were weak, he fell down straight in the posture of a big horse.
"Oh no!" John quickly reached out to pick it up, the movement was too big, the wound caused his arm to become stiff, and his good brother Evan... really had a strong body like Mr. Beauty Pageant, so the result was that they The two fell to the ground together, the red threads were startled immediately, entangled from all directions, wrapped around their bodies fiercely.
"Great," John said dryly, "my first experience with this."
"Now, what's going on now?" Evan asked.
"We fell into the jackal's dinner plate—" John said, "No no no! Don't get dizzy! At least not now! Please buddy!"
Evan tried his best to restrain his desire to roll his eyes, rolled his throat with difficulty, and asked, "Then... what should we do now?"
"I don't know," John shrugged, and said bitterly, "I have never rolled into the hunting area of the abyss jackal because of a big horse."
"..." Evan didn't see the slightest bit of entertainment in this.
"Get up, you're holding my calf." John pushed him, "Well, there's no one here anyway, since we've been discovered, why don't we fight."
He habitually reached out and touched his waist, but it was empty. John sighed, forgetting that his epee failed to follow, he was really not used to it.
He then turned to Evan and asked, "By the way, is there anything on your body that can be used as a weapon?"
This question was so acute that Evan's feet went limp and he fell back to the ground.
John laughed, apparently, his nasty joke had worked.
However, at the next moment, his laughter stopped abruptly. Evan barely saw what was going on, and felt that his surroundings were suddenly surrounded by thick white mist. It became blurry, and then a very bright light almost blinded his eyes.
Evan opened his eyes desperately, and saw a water arrow suddenly rushing out of the lake not far away, as if being guided by something, it went straight to John's hand, and quickly condensed into an ice sword. Without hesitation, he turned sideways and swung fiercely to his right rear. A hoarse roar of a beast sounded directly above Evan's head. He was horrified to see a gray shadow flash past there, and disappeared into the depths of the thick fog in an instant. place.
Flash.
A few drops of still warm liquid fell on his face, and Evan reached out to wipe it, and the smelly blood on his face was purple and black.
"Come again!" John casually shook off the purple-black blood on the tip of the sword, "You drooling mangy dog!"
All the red lines on Evan's body had disappeared, but he didn't notice it. He just stared blankly at John, and a rush of blood suddenly rose in his heart.
"This... this is really handsome." He murmured.
The white fog disappeared, but the dark green aura kept lingering around. John stood there quietly holding the ice sword condensed from the lake water, judging the next move of the abyss jackal, while Evan kept his hands and feet together. Get up on the ground: "What's the matter now? That, that one..."
"Hiding." John said softly, looking down at his jacket which had been torn apart.
Evan's eyes fell on his coat. During the confrontation just now, the abyss jackal's claws cut John's coat, and the torn hole just split the circle drawn with clear water in half.
"The magic circle was destroyed?" Evan said.
"Although clear water is pure, it has no strength. It is not a suitable medium, and a slight tear will make it invalid."
You must know that not everyone can draw a magic circle casually with clear water...
"So its function disappeared?" Evan was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "But you told me that its function hides something, and now the hidden function is gone, so it... I mean the abyss Jackal, did you just hide? Is it because you made him feel scared?"
John gave him a noncommittal look: "No, my brother, this is a greedy difu, it will never give up any prey that comes to its mouth, just... I'm afraid it will play something real."
"Varied… "
"Ah—" A scream washed the eardrums of the two men. Evan turned his head and found that it was the girl wrapped in scarlet thread like a silkworm baby. She had woken up at some point.
"She can't see those red lines, can she? Like those people on the road."
"Oh, then I'm afraid I'm not." For some reason, Evan felt that John seemed a little gloating, "No one is more entitled to see a knife poked at it than a roast chicken lying on a plate, isn't it?"
"Who did this? Who is it?" the girl screamed. "Pervert! Freak! I'll make you look good! I promise! Someone help me... help me, get these damn things off!"
Evan gave John a blank look: "We should help her."
"It doesn't matter," John waved his hand indifferently, "she won't die, our job is to deal with what she said... change, change what? Change tire?"
Evan: "…"
He always felt that John, who looked at the laughing girl tied up in a ball by the red thread and bouncing around in place, was a bit... not kind, his expression was like a bad boy who just punctured someone else's tire.
However, John's smile was still on the corner of his mouth, but the ice sword in his hand was raised again. He glanced at Evan with those eyes that seemed to be shining, and looked even more amazingly green, and said softly: " coming."
Before the words were finished, the receding dense fog shrouded it again, and the ground under his feet began to move violently. The already gray sky was completely covered by thick clouds, accompanied by the girl's hysterical scream. Evan felt that My adrenaline soared to the point of endocrine disorders!
John held the ice sword in front of his chest. I don't know if it was because of the wound. His back was slightly bent, but it was tight. Viewed from the side, it looked like a string that could be broken at any time. The brim of the hat It was pressed low on his slightly floating hair, as if suppressing a conflict that was about to explode.
He asked: "Do you know what 'jie' is?"
"Know, know." Evan said quickly, "'Boundary' is a special space that can only be opened by a powerful Difu. peak."
"Don't endorse, kid." John muttered, "How come a thousand years have passed, and the textbook hasn't changed?"
Evan took a deep breath and said with a bitter face, "I've already felt the effect of this thing, and I can't even move my hands and feet."
John glanced at him in surprise: "As far as I know, the 'jie' of the known species of Difu does not have the effect of making people short arms and short legs. You are actually scaring yourself, right?"
Huh? Evan was stunned for a moment, really, after hearing the news, his stiff and numb hands and feet seemed to be liberated, and they came back to life again!
A wild beast's roar sounded earth-shattering. Evan opened his mouth wide and looked up, and saw a pair of huge eyes with a diameter of two meters suddenly appearing in the sky, and a decaying smell wafted over. One step, let him see the whole picture clearly.
It was a jackal as tall as a few floors, and it looked as wretched as its relatives on the earth. It walked forward step by step, and the corners of its mouth were dripping with saliva.
Evan has already developed some confidence in his partner. He even picked up an iron pipe left over from construction somewhere, held it in his hand and waved it in his hand, shouting and asking amidst the roar of wild beasts: "We haven't learned how to deal with abyss jackals, do you have any secrets?"
John's forehead—this unlucky boy is really a bit out of place, it's this time, and the secret to returning the underpants!
He pushed hard against Evan, who was boxing next to him and looked provocative, and said loudly in his ear, "Run!"
Evan was a little goofy at the sound of his voice, waving his ridiculous tube around and staring blankly at John over his shoulder.
John grabbed him by the collar, and the two of them ran along the lake, in the opposite direction to the struggling girl, and the abyss jackal, which had swelled up countless times after eating foaming agent, was chasing after it. With every step, the ground sank deeply, falling into the boundless darkness.
This is probably the origin of the name "Abyss Jackal".
Evan felt that he had never run so hard during the physical fitness test of the temple, and his lungs were about to be squeezed out of his chest!
John's footsteps stopped suddenly, the ice sword in the man's hand gave off a strange blue light, he opened his hands, the hat on his head was blown off by the hunting wind long ago, and his long hair was blown away by the wind, flying around, but he The voice of reciting is very low, with a certain rhythm that seems to come from ancient time and space.
Evan had never heard of it before, but he felt the power in every word. The lake behind him rolled violently, and a wall of water appeared behind them, and then condensed into ice bit by bit at the speed of light, becoming In the shape of a ladder, John jumped up without hesitation and said to Evan, "Follow!"
The two quickly ran up the ice steps, but Evan was always at a loss, his feet kept slipping, and the ground that the abyss jackal stepped on all sank into an unknown abyss in the darkness. Except for the ice, they had nowhere to stay. place.
In a blink of an eye, the two of them had already reached the middle of the lake, and the big lump of dead dirt dog was still chasing after him, but John suddenly groaned, staggered, and almost fell to his knees. Supporting him, I found that one hand was tightly pressed on the lower part of the heart, and a little bit of bright red had already soaked out of the clothes.
Evan gasped, and John quickly grabbed his coat and wrapped it around his chest, preventing him from seeing the blood on his body.
"Hold this, hold this!" John gasped a bit, and stuffed the bone-piercing ice sword into Evan's hand. When the ice sword touched Evan's palm, it suddenly grew five inches. It was six meters long, and it suddenly became heavy, almost crushing the young man to the ground.
From an angle he couldn't see, John pressed his blood-stained hand on the ice. For a moment, the ice seemed to be inspired, and quickly condensed into a narrow path with no end in sight, going like a spiral. The sky hovered: "Follow this road, don't stop, I tell you to jump off, and you jump off from above."
"What, what?"
"Listen to me," John growled in a low voice, "water is a pure and fragile thing, the body of the abyss jackal is too strong, in its 'boundary', I can only freeze it for a moment, let me lure him away Sight, the moment I freeze it, I need you to jump down from a high place, and use the strength from the high place to stab this ice sword into its neck, and I will catch you, believe me!"
Evan wanted to cry, but he believed in John, but he didn't believe in himself. Looking at the path that was so narrow that it seemed that one foot was not wide enough, he only felt that it was a direct elevator leading to the kingdom of heaven...
Like King Kong in the movie, the abyss jackal broke through the ice layers set by John one after another invincibly, approaching them step by step.
Countless arrows made of ice flew up from the lake, John's face was as pale as a ghost, but he didn't hit the beast in one shot, just like Garr said - its movements were so fast that it was almost impossible for human eyes to catch them.
"Go!" John pushed hard on Evan's shoulder.
Evan staggered—soft as hell, he told himself.
Then he suddenly yelled, the tendons in his neck burst out, his face was black and purple, and he stumbled towards the spiraling ice steps.