ps: Typos being fixed.

Barrett, who broke into the back kitchen, is now in a much better situation than the front desk. However, it can be seen from the stove that still emits hot gas that the employees here have been in a hurry before - the kettle on the stove is "fluttering!" Boom! "The ground is spraying white mist.

'There's a horizontal aisle between the bar and the kitchen?' It seems that the Shield Axe Tavern had considered similar things when it was planning its construction. Barrett, who somehow came up with such an idea in his head, followed the belongings left behind by his predecessors - a way to survive that the previous fugitives had pointed out to him.

The 1-shaped corridor was not very long, and it only took Barrett a few seconds to complete the whole process. Stepping out of the door at the other end of the passage that could only open from the inside, Barrett was in a different world than he had been on the streets of the Docklands.

The road here is worse than the tavern where the typhoon passed before. At the very least, there won't be so many grains on the tavern floor. Even after hundreds of years of continuous propaganda by the Church of the God of Knowledge, the concept of hygiene among the indigenous people has never been fully established.

In contrast, the docklands, which are the façade of Port Volter, are much better off. Although Barrett had previously encountered the dog's Yoneda in the course of his encounter with the Sawa Fishman, it was only an isolated manifestation - there was bound to be a time lag in regular cleanups, and animals didn't want to be as disciplined as humans.

Faced with the road in front of him, he didn't know where to start, Barrett gritted his teeth and finally stepped out. After all, compared to the possible pursuers behind, the "crunch" sound and the accompanying nausea from the soles of the feet were all trivial.

Upon entering the new street, Barrett's houses in the area looked very shabby overall. They are often made of wood, tarpaulin, and thatch. Brick and terracotta houses are rare.

With the character's built-in dark vision ability. In the darkness of the night, Barrett could still feel that the houses were a little dilapidated. Both the pillars and the wall panels have left traces of time. Even more surprising is the fact that these buildings are not to mention painted. Didn't even do it with a planer. On the pillar next to it, the scar left by cutting off the branch is faintly visible.

As he picked up his pace, Barrett carefully chose his starting and landing spots, he didn't want to have that kind of disgusting stuff on his body other than his shoes if he didn't have to. As he ran as fast as he could, Barrett suddenly appeared, and on either side of the road seemed to be two undulating walls that looked like waves—and only after careful attention did they appear, they were caused by the formation of crowded houses on both sides of the road.

Although at this time the houses on both sides of the slum were all tightly closed. But from the wide façade, it seems that the side of the house facing the street seems to have been opened up to become a pavement. If Barrett is not mistaken, it should be a warehouse or a place for hired workers, and perhaps some have basements for storage. This kind of farmer's market was very common in Karada more than 2oo years ago, and it often sells some daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans.

"If the rumors are true. I really want to compliment Viscount "Golden Thorn Bird" with his original idea. Regardless of the other party's origin, this kind of old city renovation project is definitely beneficial to the residents here. Barrett, who was chattering, didn't forget to whisper at this time, "And if he had been allowed to finish it, Lao Tzu wouldn't have to be so disgusting today." ”

When he was in the Shield Axe Tavern, Barrett had heard from the bartender that Viscount Christol of the Golden Thorn Bird had wanted to convert all the houses on both sides of the road in the ghetto into neat brick buildings. Eventually, however, the plan was shelved due to financial deficiencies and other reasons.

Barrett, who was running along, suddenly appeared on the inconspicuous small door that he had jumped over, and there was a wooden sign with a bed painted on it to indicate that it was an inn. At the same time, Barrett's thoughts could not help but spread: 'Eighty percent of the guests of this hostel in such a hostile environment are runaway women begging for a living in the nearby red-light district!' It may also be the joint point chosen by some of the unseen exchanges. ’

Just when Barrett couldn't stop thinking about it even in the process of fleeing. He faintly heard a mocking sound coming from the direction of his left hand, mixed with many voices. Even when you calm down, you can barely tell the difference between the cries, the slashing and the howling.

"Isn't it time to go over and see?" The thought popped into Barrett's head, and even his body stopped and turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from.

"What's wrong with me? Obviously, he just escaped from the encirclement and suppression of those damn Shahua fishmen. Isn't it time to stay away from those dangers as much as possible? Barrett shook his head with a wry smile. Only then did he take two steps. Then the expression on his face became tangled again.

After a few moments of what seemed like an empty street, Barrett stomped his feet and looked around for the alley: "Damn it! It seems that the stinky problems left during the test will not be changed in a short time. No, no! It must have been the damn Three Treasure Dao man who did something in my head. Lao Tzu was not born ......"

Barrett, who was now suitable for the laneway, pulled out the Mo knife that had been sheathed, and ran in the direction of the noise with a tangled face. I saw him running all the way and muttering all the way: "When the city is invaded by foreigners, the registered mercenaries have the obligation to take the initiative to surround the civilians. I'm just, just fulfilling the obligations of that capacity. camp, I hope the camp doesn't go too far......"

The moment he stepped out of the alley, Barrett was greeted by a sea of fire, just a block away, and the houses here were blazing everywhere. Obviously, the dense construction in Walter Harbour caused the fire to spread quickly. It has spread from the dock area to the close-knit civilian area.

Looking at the rolling buckets and brooms on the ground, Barrett knew why the streets of the previous civilian area were so quiet. The raging fire had numbed most of the residents in these civilian areas. I had to summon up the few courages in my heart to defend my homeland.

But the next monster that appeared in Barrett's field of vision. For a moment, he wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes: "Damn! What the hell are these? What about the Fish-Man! Where did the fish-man go. ”

It's not too far from Barrett. A monster's protruding and unclosingly lips suddenly split in all directions like a blooming epiphany. Teeth like erect pangolin scales and scarlet mucous membranes were revealed, making Barrett feel creepy when he saw it.

What's more, the monster used its powerful forelimbs to quietly grab a civilian who was about 5 feet 4 inches from his back. Directly wrapped it in the head of the unlucky guy with its big mouth that seemed to be a man-eating flower.

"Quack! Quack! The chewing sound made Barrett, who saw this scene, immediately feel that his stomach began to turn over. Covering his mouth with his hand, he resisted the urge to vomit. Barrett carefully shifted his position as he watched the scene in front of him.

Looking in the opposite direction of the monster's appearance, Barrett could still faintly see some figures still fleeing by the light of the fire. However, in this fire field, you can also see some aborigines who have no time to escape, or 'take the initiative to stay behind'.

Some of them fell underneath and struggled to get up. Others took small steps back while holding the tools they had used to fight fires—as if shovels and hammers with metal parts gave them a sense of security.

Barrett wasn't a stealthy thief after all, and he didn't hide it when he rushed out of the streets. As a creature that suddenly appeared, Barrett rightfully caught the attention of the monsters.

One of the monsters foraging for food soon threw away the mangled corpse in his claws. Then he pounced on Barrett, the big man who could obviously fill him up.

Lunges, twist waists, and slash over the shoulders to face this monster that pounces on it with teeth and claws. Barrett shoved his blade into his opponent's four-petaled mouth.

After the sound of "poof-to-tear-" passed, the monster in front of Barrett was simply knocked out by himself. After rolling on the dirty ground a few times, the guy got back on his feet as if he wasn't affected by anything.

Even a sharp blade inserted through the mouth would not be enough to split its skull in two. And the guy's claws brought 5 sparks on Barrett's armor.

Looking at the monster in front of him, although blood flows, but it jumps around. Barrett, frowning, opened his message panel.

"Hit the mouth...... The monsters you're facing are weird...... The attack is not classified as a critical attack ......"

"This attack deals 3o damage...... Deducts Monster Damage Reduction...... Deals a total of 2o damage ......"

After seeing the number of jù provided. Barrett's eyes became more vigilant as he looked at the monster, "Is it over 1o damage reduction?" And it's not the type that magic weapons can ignore. And after eating a full 2o points of damage, he still looks like a nobody.,This guy's seems to be about the same as the Berserker's anti-strike ability! And weird......"

Some of the strange creatures have the intelligence of Tatsu. Some don't; Some weirdos have humanoid-like silhouettes, while others don't; Some weird creatures have natural abilities, while others don't. That is, there are no separate and common traits that can be used to distinguish mobs from other types of creatures. There is also no standard that can link the various types of weird creatures.

To put it simply, the so-called weird is a general term for eccentric creatures that can't find a suitable program according to existing academic warnings. In comparison, other monsters (whether insects, plants, ferocious animals, or magical beasts) are at least part of the natural world. Or at least some of the ways they think and behave in common with living things in nature. But weirdness is different. In almost every way, they don't follow the pattern that most living things follow. Their origins can be traced back to unimaginably distant space-time and even beyond the plane system.

So much so that the biological structure of the strange is very different from that of most creatures in nature. Someone who is a key to common monsters in nature, although it is also a vital point for some monsters, but it may be a dispensable organ in other monsters.

"I can't find the right words. So isn't it just a hard fight? "For the game since entering. Barrett, who is accustomed to directly cutting off people's heads with a Mo knife and killing enemies quickly. This kind of weakness cannot be found. The monster that must be solved like beating people to death with a stick really feels like a fox scratching a hedgehog - there is no way to start!

During Barrett's short pause, another aboriginal was attacked by a monster. Even the magic weapons that Barrett wielded could not deal effective damage to the monsters in front of him, and the burning sticks in the hands of the aborigines could only scratch the other party.

I don't know if it's a matter of preference or something else. The monsters in front of them always like to gnaw at the humans that fall into their hands, starting from the head. The red-and-white liquid, mixed with broken bones and hair, flowed down the four-petaled mouths of the monsters and onto the ground. The impact of this scene was so great that the aborigines who were barely standing lost the strength to escape.

And Barrett, the only creature in his field of vision that could pose a threat to them, immediately attracted the attention of those monsters. The monster that had just been hit head-on by Barrett. And so he pounced on Barrett again.

One staggered past the opponent's waddling claws in the air, and then crouched down slightly and dodged the whistling whip tail. After getting up and exhaling, and then the blade in Barrett's hand made an oblique cut from the bottom left to the top right.

"The mountain is broken!" Barrett's feet, which are striking skills, seem to be under heavy pressure. And the weapon in his hand is like carrying a mountain, clearly drawing a wide and deadly arc. It feels like a dwarf wielding his beloved hammer to smash people.

The collision began - a battle between the powerful striking skills of the stone dragon flow and the powerful damage reduction ability granted by the unspeakable object.

If it weren't for the "crunching" bone cracking sound and the later "tearing" leather cracking sound in the process of entering the flesh. The process of this battle can be described as a heated bread knife cutting butter - a blow as heavy as a mountain, directly stirring the stomach of the monster in front of him into a pulp.

The semi-liquid viscous liquid that poured out of the huge wound on the torso could not even find a complete internal organ in it. Barrett, drenched in the foul-smelling liquid, turned his head to look. Even after suffering such an injury, the monster in front of him still struggled with its tenacious vitality.

Looking at the monster in front of him, writhing his limbs and trying to get up, Barrett once again turned his attention to the battle report in the mission panel.

"Player hits??? Critical, dealing 84 damage ......"

"Damage Reduction Calculation...... Identification of the effect of giant mountain breaking......"

"The player succeeds in the ??? Dealt 84 damage ......"

"Not really! Can't you even die like this? Looks like you'll need to be a little more careful when dealing with weirdness in the future. The tenacious vitality of the monster in front of him really taught Barrett a deep lesson.

However, for the monster who taught him this information, Barrett has no big plans to leave his subordinates behind. After dodging the next pounce monster. Barrett didn't forget to make up for the monster on the ground twice. Then the monster, which was almost broken in two, lay motionless on the ground.

The death of his companion seemed to provoke the ferocity of these monsters in front of him. The few monsters present all pounced on Barrett. I don't have any skills, I don't know how to cooperate decently. The monsters in front of him just relied on the strength and degree brought by the powerful flesh and body to surround Barrett a little wolf.

The sound of the wind brought by these monsters was 'whirring' in my ears. The sharp claws glowed with cold light, and the Mo knife in Barrett's hand burst out with dazzling sparks. And the green glow and fishy smell hidden under the cold light made Barrett even more cautious when facing the claws of those monsters.

If it's just a monster, Barrett can naturally deal with it with a lot more calmly. However, the result of three or four such guys at a time has left Barrett with no chance to fight back - there are no teammates around him who can help. If you attack with all your strength and get yourself injured, you will probably lose a small life here.

'Damn! I don't know how Lalu and them are doing in the hotel. Let's hope they don't run into this monster like I did! Barrett, who had taken small steps back as he fended off the monster's flutters, claw strikes, and tail whips, couldn't help but worry about his companions.

And on the other hand. The Rich Years Hotel is now undergoing several severe trials.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound kept coming from the door of the hotel. View from the window on the second floor. I saw that the hotel was surrounded by monsters.

Barrett's concerns are no longer a fait accompli. The docklands are now overwhelmed by unknown monsters. And what Barrett himself saw was just a little guy with a price that was scattered outside.

"Wow! For! "A piece of sawdust flew from the alchemy-treated gate. The monsters outside had carved small holes in the door with the tips of their claws.

"How long will it last?" Mr. Kilips asked the captain of the hotel's guard with an ugly face.

The thick-eyed man licked his lips uneasily: "I can probably block it for 15 minutes!" ”

"Bang!" A piece of wood splattered out, and a yellow speck of beeswax appeared inside the dark oak door.

"Sir, I guess I can last 7 minutes!" The thick-eyed man swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

"1o minutes?" The wrinkle on Mr. Kilips's forehead, which was already twisted together, deepened a few more, "How are you preparing?" Do you have any battle plans? ”

The captain of the guard, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, cautiously said, "Sir, we are ready to give up the first floor of the hotel. Use the staircase as a vantage point to find a way to stop these guys outside. If we resist here, the terrain is not in our favor. ”

"Give up the first floor?" Mr. Kilips touched his chin, and then could only sigh helplessly: "Give up the first floor, give up the first floor!" Anyway, today's proceeds have been transferred to the church's temple. These decorations are also worth a lot of money. But it's not as important as protecting the reputation of our customers! Hurry up and prepare! ”

The captain of the guard immediately made a guarantee: "Sir, don't worry! I've got everything I need to do. Just wait for your order. ”。 As soon as the latter saw him, he asked, "Mr. Kilips!" Is there a release scroll for the spell that stores faction weapons? ”

"Faction weapons?" Mr. Kilips asked, looking up.

"That's right! It's a faction weapon. Rielly suddenly remembered that these servants of Pokurug enjoyed the protection of the chaotic energy from the Alien Plane. Without the Order's weapons to attack, ordinary people would not be able to deal effective damage to them. And I'm too late to prepare for this magic now. ”

"Faction weapons. Faction weapons! As Mr. Kilips muttered, his bitter face darkened.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from not far away: "Two priests! I seem to hear someone need a spell scroll for faction weapons, right? ”

Following this voice, the priests of the two goddesses of wealth and business immediately turned their gaze to it. It's like a drowning man trying to hold on to the last straw.

"Whoosh!" A barb on the back of a monster suddenly flew out as it approached Barrett. This sudden attack caught Barrett off guard. Even if he dodged immediately, there was still a blood mark on his face, and black blood spilled from the blood stain.

"Damn! This one is poisonous! Feeling the tingling sensation on his cheeks, Barrett almost scolded his mother. But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps from afar.

It was getting closer and closer to Barrett, and a long string of torches was heading straight for him. The one who ran at the front did not carry a torch. These young and middle-aged men in full armed gear are the "security forces" of civilian areas. It is claimed that the Viscount secretly supported the establishment of his own military force (to be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation!

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