The tentacles seemed to feel pain, and they swayed violently under the sword of the demon hunter, and the huge force splashed the rocks on the ground.

The demon hunter held his sword in one hand and nailed the dagger firmly to the tentacles with the other hand to prevent him from being thrown out. His eyes were staring at a fleshy pillar supporting the giant egg in the distance, constantly calculating the distance.

"Good boy, you need some motivation. I need you to get closer." The Demon Hunter whispered, inserted the sword in his hand deep into the body of the tentacles, and twisted a bloody hole hard: "Let me give you some motivation!"

The tentacles made a shrill cry, and the body that was more than ten meters tall like a snake was stretched straight in an instant!

The demon hunter pulled away his two weapons and stretched his body in the air, extending his time to stagnate as much as possible, because the dense distortions on the ground made him not even have a place to stay!

Another tentacle swept across from the side, and the demon hunter drew an Alder Seal in the air, and suddenly rose for a distance with the recoil force, stepping on the tentacle and jumping up again!

The two weapons in his hand were firmly nailed to the target that the demon hunter was aiming! He breathed a sigh of relief and looked back. Almost all the distortions and tentacles were focusing on him. The witches and the rangers were not under great pressure, and they were killing all approaching enemies in an orderly manner.

After looking at the distance of more than ten meters below, the distorted monsters were climbing up along the support pillar like ants. The demon hunter hung the flame-shaped sword, which was somewhat hindered, back on his back and looked at the dagger in his right hand. At this time, he was extremely puzzled by his other dagger.

"Work is work, everything will never go well." The demon hunter pulled out his only dagger and before falling down, he used force to jump up nearly one meter, and nailed the dagger in again: "But fortunately, I never complain."

In this way, the demon hunter quickly climbed to the same height as the giant egg. The huge egg was surrounded by eight such huge pillars, which also supported the dome of this underground space. Countless spider web-like veins extended from these flesh-and-blood support pillars, hanging the giant egg in mid-air.

Below the giant egg, several meters thick bacteria blankets covered the ground, high around and low in the middle, forming a basin, which seemed to be ready for the delivery of what was about to be born in the giant egg.

The Demon Hunter tentatively stepped on the white silk-like object connected to the giant egg in front. This kind of thing that was thick in wrist and like a spider silk spread out from the eight pillars, forming an octagonal-shaped net, which fixed the egg with red light in the middle of the net. The feeling coming from under his feet was a bit smooth, but the white spider silk firmly supported the Demon Hunter's weight, without even a trace of shaking.

When the demon hunter stood on this huge spider web, the red light of the giant egg seemed to feel the coming of danger. The speed of contraction and expansion suddenly accelerated, causing the entire veins and pillars to sway. Many distorted monsters crawling up fell down in the shaking.

The demon hunter bent down and used the same trick again, trying to use his dagger as a fix, but the touch from his hands made him feel as if he had stabbed a solid iron pillar with a knife. The unexpected demon hunter had to give up his dagger, hugged the spider silk with both hands, and hung it on the air.

The bacteria blanket under the giant egg also sprayed out white mist, and the gas expanded at an extremely fast speed. Soon the space centered on the giant egg was shrouded in heavy fog, and the light source in the entire underground cavity also dimmed.

The witch shot a ball of light with a strong light upwards, providing enough lighting. Now she didn't need to continue hiding her power, because all the chaotic creatures were attracted by the Demon Hunter. It seemed that the huge net was a warning area. When the Demon Hunter stepped foot, dozens of distorted bodies that rushed to her suddenly braked, turned around collectively, and ran towards the direction of the giant egg.

"What should we do now?" Ranger looked at the aberrant body that was quickly retreating and the tentacles hidden in the thick fog that could not be seen clearly. He put down the bow and arrow in his hand and asked the witch beside him.

Arteya looked at the giant eggs covered by thick fog and tentatively released a crow made of flames. After flying into the range of thick fog, the crow flapped its wings a few times and extinguished: "I don't know what we can do, these thick fogs blocked my strength."

The demon hunter's hands were firmly grasped on the spider silk, and the fog quickly enveloped him, and he couldn't even see his toes. Listening to the sound in the air, he suddenly freed up a hand and caught a little guy in the thick fog. A flying insect the size of a fist, with a long black tail needle on its tail. The demon hunter looked at the flying insect in his hand: "Is this your trump card?"

The demon hunter crushed the flying insects into the palm of his hand, and the blood seemed to be acidic, corroding his skin. But he soon discovered that the damage did not come from the blood insects' blood, eyes, face, and all the exposed skin on his hands felt a slight tingling.

The color of the fog gradually turned into a light red. The demon hunter ignored the physical pain, but he could not continue to observe the surroundings with his eyes in this environment. Blood-red tears remained along the corners of his eyes. However, relying on his perceptual attributes, he still used his long sword to accurately knock out several flying insects trying to attack.

The Demon Hunter tried his best to stand on the spider silk again. He wiped his face with his hand, and the beginning was wet and a faint pain came. His blood once again protected the Demon Hunter. When the epidermis was corroded by the fog, the blood flowed out of the capillaries prevented the mist from causing deeper damage to him. The damage he was currently suffering can recover in less than two days.

He pulled the hood behind [Silent Shadow] on his face. The blood was caused by the residual redness on the retina and became extremely dark.

The world became dark, but perception spread infinitely, and the sound became clearer. He could feel the waves caused by the fog when the flying insects were flying in the air! The next moment, the long sword passed by without a trace of sound, and the flying insects were divided into two from the middle!
Chapter completed!