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Chapter 130 Deadlock

Amid the ranger's screams with trembling sounds, the demon hunter jumped into the huge cave. As he fell, he saw the surrounding cliffs covered with purple bacteria blankets, and some dark passages flashed in front of his eyes.

But the goal of the Demon Hunter is very clear, which is the tentacle that is at the deepest part of the cave, trying to retract his fat body back into a passage!

He took out his only remaining dagger in the air, and the demon hunter inserted the dagger into the bacteria blanket! Before he jumped down, he carefully saw that this thing was nearly three inches thick, with a tough surface, and when he stepped on it, he looked like raw meat in a semi-thawed state.

It seemed as if it had pierced a layer of rubber, and a huge force came from his hands, but 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 bacteria carpet, and the purple nutrient solution inside splattered with the wound! As the wound expanded, the speed of the demon hunter's decline was also decreasing rapidly. After falling to a height of nearly 30 meters, he finally approached the bottom of the cave.

Release the almost deformed dagger in his hand, the demon hunter jumped down at a height of 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 rope was fixed on the tail of the arrow, and the whole person hung in the air against the cliff wall. Looking at the demon hunter who had already landed on the ground, he said a little embarrassedly: "Cough, head, is it safe below?"

At this time, the witch who turned into a fire crow took Afilar and landed from the air, let go of the silver-haired witch three or four meters away from the ground, and turned back into a human form.

After landing as a combat nun, Afilar, who was trained as a combat nun since childhood, rolled forward neatly and removed the strength of his body. Another witch fell lightly and slowly on the ground like a feather in the air, showing the superiority of the wizard.

The Demon Hunter looked at the Ranger hanging in the air with the iconic gaze of the political commissar: "The ladies are all ready, our gentleman, when will we stay on it?"

The Ranger took out the dagger that the Demon Hunter gave him from his arms and cut off the rope tied to his arm, and landed lightly on the ground. In the air, the Ranger had to tie a knot on his arm because of the tight time.

"I'm ready." Ranger nodded, threw the dagger to the Demon Hunter, pulled out two weapons with the length of forearm, similar to Yingzhou's ribs behind his waist, and flexibly brushed a knife flower in his hand: "I told you that I have a self-defense weapon."

The demon hunter looked at the surrounding environment. At the bottom of the cave, countless passages dug by tentacles gathered here, ranging in size.

"Can you detect where the target is?" the Demon Hunter looked at the Ranger and asked, "Otherwise we have to take the risk with the fat squid."

Unfortunately, the Ranger shook his head very regretfully, saying that there were no traces of tracksu nearby, and frowned and said: "Although I have never been to the sewer before, I still want to say that this is even more disgusting than the sewer!"

Ranger was right. The ground was not covered by a worm blanket. The soil was stirred by unknown mucus and it would make a sludge sound when stepped on it. After walking a few steps, Ranger's boots were much heavier than before. If there was any environment that was the most unfavorable for archers to perform, it would definitely be ranked first here.

Ji Wanbing shook the mud on his boots, and after landing again, he broke the bones of an unknown creature. He felt that he had changed from a forest ranger to a sewer warrior.

"Let's go, it seems like this is our fate today." The demon hunter's face was as usual, as if it was a lawn under the afternoon sun. He turned around and walked into an extremely huge cave. From the size, it was the only hole that tentacles could pass through.

The witch who had changed from a fire crow to a human form before was completely ignored that her delicate robe was dragged onto the mud on the ground, and fluorescent light was emitted between her hands. She followed the demon hunter into the cave. Only Efilar also frowned, as if she was a little disgusted with the environment here, but she said nothing.

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

The next second, several distorted bodies falling from the sky fell into a pool of meat paste beside him, interrupting his self-pity. The ranger looked up at the top of the cave. Dozens of distorted bodies were crawling down the cliff with their sharp arthropods, and more distorted bodies jumped directly from above. For a moment, the ground was like dumplings, with more than a dozen corpses.

There were a few lucky guys who broke half of their bones, and still roared at the ranger with the tenacious vitality of the aberration, showing off their sharp teeth.

The Ranger quickly turned around and ran into the cave where the Demon Hunter and the others walked into, leaving the place. Behind him, the fungus blanket on the cliff spread down rapidly, covering the distorted bodies on the ground, and were quickly digested by the fungus blanket. The fungus blanket quickly completely covered the ground, forming a buffer layer. After a large number of distorted bodies landed on the ground, they rushed into the surrounding caves.

With the light released by the witch, the Demon Hunter took three people through the crypt. Among the four, only the Demon Hunter has the talent of [Glimmer Vision], and can distinguish the traces left by the tentacle in the dark cave.

But along the way, all kinds of forks are complicated and intertwined, and the distortion behind them are chasing them all the way. In the end, the demon hunter lost the trace of the tentacle on a fork!

From last night to now, within seven or eight hours, this monster dug a huge maze in the underground of the slums! If it weren't for the purple fungus blankets on the inner walls of many caves that had the extra support effect, he had no doubt that as long as there was a heavy rain, the entire lower city area would become a collapsed area!

At this speed, I am afraid that at night, this thing can dig through the rock layer and open up the roads to the city. The levels of the church will be useless.

The demon hunter took a sip of water. In Marx's camp, the fresh water reserves were insufficient, and each person only brought enough to drink in a day when he set out. However, in the underground caves, the airtight environment and high-intensity exercise consumed much more than usual.
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