Two blocks outside the shelter camp, there is a salient observation post. The militiamen demolished the surrounding buildings and used the materials to build an improvised barricade, from which four militiamen were observing.

"Captain, Lord Mancini's team has been out for almost an hour, should we report back?" A militiaman asked worriedly to the only captain wearing chain mail in the barricade.

The captain was one of the few transcendents in the camp, having cultivated his own farm in the Black Forest, and his territory was chosen in the territory of a berserk badger. Although she saved a life, she still lost an arm, and as a crossbowman, she had to return to Anthony Port to earn a living.

"You're right, it's so quiet in here, I feel a little wrong." The one-armed captain looked at the streets and houses around him, and the silence reminded him of the day he was attacked by a berserk badger in the jungle, so quiet that it seemed as if the air around him had frozen.

"You take Mike, Harris and they go back and report the problem here, get ready in the camp." The one-armed captain decided to trust his judgment and let the young men all retreat.

"What about you, Captain?" The young man at the head asked, looking at the one-armed captain who was still in the barricade.

"Mancini's team will probably be back soon, I'll wait here for them. And I can't even see the shadow of those monsters, and we'll all leave, I can't afford to lose that person. The one-armed captain said to his militia: "If I don't go back or send someone to report after half an hour, you know what to do." ”

Just as the captain and the militia were giving the order, in the distance, in a house that had been demolished in part, a weak woman's voice came through from behind the wall: "Please help me... ”

The one-armed captain and his militia looked at each other, all the surrounding buildings had been searched by the militia team, even the gate was demolished to build a defensive wall, and there was nothing in that house for a long time! The captain was sure that the house was searched by him himself.

"Captain, what should I do?" Several militiamen clenched the improvised spears in their hands, and the monsters they repelled before dawn caused the militia to pay quite heavy casualties, if it weren't for those leading knights and rangers, I'm afraid the camp wouldn't have been able to hold out at all.

"Please help me..." The voice from behind the wall came through again, and the experienced captain noticed that the woman's voice, both in pronunciation and intonation, was exactly the same as the last time, without any fluctuations, and the injured person could not do this.

"It seems that those monsters have a new idea, but I still have to go and have a look, we can't be ignorant of their new tricks, or the camp will be in danger!" The one-armed captain looked at the militiamen behind him: "I need one person to go with me, and the others are ready to run away, and if there is anything wrong, run to the camp and tell them what happened!" ”

"I'll go with you, Captain!" The leading militiaman stood up without hesitation, the captain nodded to him, and the two men crept closer to the house.

"Are you hurt?" The one-armed captain watched carefully from outside the room, which was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Please help me..." Again, the voice repeated the sentence like a repeater, and the captain glanced at the militiaman who had come with him, and the young militiaman threw the stone in his hand into the room with a loud pop.

In the shadows of the room, a pale-skinned woman staggered out, with a pair of red eyes and two arms that turned into sharp arthrops with a speed visible to the naked eye, crossed over her chest and screamed, "Please help me!" ”

The one-armed captain immediately dragged the subordinate next to him and ran backwards, and at the same time shouted to several militiamen in the distance: "Run!" ”

However, several human-like monsters suddenly appeared from the other side, and with far faster speeds than ordinary people, they caught up with the panicked militiamen, piercing their heads with forelimbs.

"No!" The one-armed captain turned and threw down the female deviant who had rushed to his side, shouting to the only militia still alive, "Run! You must go back alive and tell Mr. Marx what happened here! ”

In the aristocratic quarter of Port Antonio, a detachment of city guards patrolled the streets. There have been too many accidents recently, which have made the whole city uneasy, and even the city guards who are usually pampered have also gotten up earlier than chickens and patrolled the streets over and over again.

"Please help me..." A weak voice came out in the alley by the side of the road, and a patrol of seven people, led by the officer, followed the sound into the alley and lost the news.

Meanwhile, in the cavern, the ranger reached out and shot the last arrow in his quiver, pinning a tentacle that poked its head out of the dirt above to the wall: "Nothing was found, it is not within five hundred meters of the surrounding area, I think it has played us tricks!" It's a trap! ”

The Demon Hunter looked at the witch, and Artya shook her head, "Nothing has been found, this monster has not used any Void power. ”

The witch looked a little embarrassed at this time. As a spellcaster, every time she casts a spell, the resulting void shocks attract a large number of distortions and tentacles. Along the way, she had to rely on her physical strength to keep up with the team, maintaining a small lighting spell with a minimum cost, providing the team with the equivalent of a torch.

The demon hunter squatted on the ground, carefully searching for traces on the ground inch by inch, relying on [Shimmer Vision], he could clearly see the traces on the ground that had been repeatedly crushed by tentacles.

He can find a guerrilla in hiding in the rainforest by relying on the traces left half a month ago, and he can find a member of the resistance group who has been lurking for many years in the city! But he couldn't figure out which one he was looking for among the tentacles, because there had never been a course or training that taught him how to track down a giant tentacle!

The silver-haired witch took the hand of the demon hunter: "I sense that you are a little irritable, calm down. Remember, among those futures that I saw, there was a future where we solved this disaster. ”

Whew, the demon hunter took a deep breath, this kind of situation beyond his grasp made him a little confused, this was not the emotion he should have.

Then, he found a human footprint, which was swept by the traces left by a passing tentacle, leaving only the front half of the foot less than five centimeters, so he could spot it immediately.

Judging by the size of the footprints and the shape of the shoes, this is the footprint left by a battle nun!