God-level Demon Hunter

Damp, cold, dark.

This is Roy's biggest impression of the metamorphic spider's cave, but this monster has an advantage. The cave it digs is not full of forks like the Smailk Mine, but goes all the way to the dark.

This made the young man even more convinced that this was a young metamorphic spider that lived alone and hadn't had time to breed a family yet.

One minute later, he landed safely at the bottom of the cave. The torch illuminated a space slightly wider than the tunnel, about the size of a single bedroom in a hotel. The surrounding walls, including the ground, were covered with a thick layer of dead branches glued together with clay. Leaves play a good role in heat preservation.

In the innermost part of the cave, the young man saw three white cocoons wrapped in spider silk. From left to right, the smallest one was obviously a big rooster used to seduce shapeshifting spiders, and in the middle was a beaver or groundhog. animals, and the far right is the target of this trip, a giant cocoon in the shape of a human.

He was as motionless as a corpse.

But Roy's keen hearing still caught a faint sound of breathing, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly used an arrow to cut the sticky cobweb on the cocoon's head - revealing a terrifying face.

It can be vaguely seen that it is a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, and a wide mandible.

Fingernail-sized bulges occupied his cheeks, forehead, and chin.

Visible to the naked eye, several bulges are still wriggling gently under his blue-purple skin, obviously living things.

Even in a coma, he had nightmares, suffered pain, and frowned.

Basher

Sex: Male

Age: 18

Status: Commoner, Bakery Apprentice

Health: 10/50 (dying)

……

Roy turned his face and took a deep breath. He thought he had seen a lot of disgusting things, but the situation in front of him still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Being parasitized by spider eggs is definitely one of the most painful ways to die.

"Bashir, can you hear me? Answer me..."

The boy tried to shout a few words, but got no response, so he wrapped the hemp rope around the giant cocoon and dragged it out of the hole together.

Chapter 21 Doubts

The human cocoon was successfully pulled out of the cave, and when old Huck saw the terrifying face, he felt dizzy for a while, took a step back, and sat down on the ground with limp limbs.

"He...he's Bashir?" The old man turned his eyes to look at Roy, his lips, eyes, and nose were trembling, and tears silently dripped from his eyes and quickly slid down his cheeks.

The young man couldn't bear it, he frowned and nodded.

"My child, what's wrong with you!?" Old Huck almost crawled up, staring at the cocoon lying on the ground, his trembling palms were about to caress his bulging cheeks...

"I think you'd better not touch those places..." Roy pursed his lips and reminded, "If the eggs are stimulated, he will be very painful... You can try calling his name, if he can wake up and explain how many times A last word..."

"What last words?! Don't talk nonsense, Bashir will come home alive! I want to rescue him and find the best doctor in Ireland for treatment!" Old Huck pulled the spider web like crazy, while pulling, while He let out a heart-piercing cry, "Bashere, can you hear me? Open your eyes and look, it's old Huck, dad is here to save you!"

The deformed spider's web was so tough that the old man's tugging had no effect. Roy pulled out the steel sword to help him.

But maybe it was the call of his relatives that made it work, Bashir suddenly let out a vague "uh, huh" sound, his swollen eyelids squirmed twice, and then opened them with difficulty.

He saw his father's gray hair, his old, gaunt, skinny face.

In an instant, bean-sized teardrops soaked out of his swollen eye sockets and flowed across his deformed cheeks.

"Ha, Ke... Ha, Ke..." He moved his lips excitedly and let out a weak cry. Because of the pain, the muscles on his face began to twitch.

"Yes, my child, Huck is here! How do you feel?" The old man looked ecstatic, and put his ear to his mouth, trying to hear his words clearly, "Where does it hurt? Don't worry, good boy, Dad will find Someone healed you."

"It hurts... I..."

Tears were streaming down the old cheeks, Huck suddenly turned to the boy and begged, "Master Roy, help me, let's transport him back to the city together!"

"Then let me carry him, this way faster." Roy glanced at Bashir, squatted down, and shook his head sadly, "Put him on my back."

The boy didn't think anyone could heal this kind of injury, not even a warlock.

Perhaps only by making a wish to the mighty air spirit Di Jing can save his life.

"I..." At this moment, Bashir suddenly said, "I..."

"What's the matter son?"

"Emily...ya"

"Emily..."

"Who is Emily? You want to see her? I'll bring it to you when I get back to town, I swear, I promise you!"

"Bai... Rose..."

"White Rose!"

The black-haired and black-eyed demon hunter was surprised, why did the other party mention Bai Qiangwei at this juncture.

The Knights of the White Rose, could it have something to do with what happened to him?

"Don't worry, child, take a few breaths first, and explain when you get back. When you recover, speak slowly."

"kill me……"

Old Huck shuddered when he heard the words, and stood on the ground helplessly, forcing an ugly smile on his face.

"Be patient and go home immediately."

"Pain...kill...me!"

"Pain, kill me!"

Old Huck suddenly took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, covered his face, his shoulders trembled, and he choked silently.

"He was parasitized by shapeshifting spiders, and there are many young spiders hidden in his body...and he is very weak." Roy sighed, and said a cruel fact helplessly, "Living one second longer is torture, maybe we should He should be freed."

"No! Master, you are a demon hunter, you must have a way to save him, right?"

Old Huck suddenly leaned in front of the boy and hugged his legs, "Please, I'll give you five times, not ten times the reward! I'll give you all the money, as long as you save Bashir. "

"I just want him to live!"

"Sorry, I can't do anything..." Roy said with difficulty.But looking at the father and son who were about to part ways, an impulse suddenly surged in my heart.

help them!

What would Reso do?

The young man frowned, thinking... Doing something is better than standing by and doing nothing!

"I have a 'bad idea', which can probably kill the spiderlings in his body..." The boy cut the spider web on Basheer's body with the sharp edge of the steel sword, "but there is also a very high probability of accelerating his death. If the worst happens Bad situation, can you accept it?"

The boy parted the severed spider web, glanced at Basheer's uneven chest, shook his head and sighed.

There were also several terrifying bulges on the skin of his chest, under his ribs, and abdomen, and it could be seen that there were already hatched insect eggs in the chest cavity and abdominal cavity.

Those horrible little things were eating his insides.

In addition to the bulge, there was a flat incision on the opponent's right abdomen that was as long as half of the index finger, which did not look like a scratch on the deformed spider claw foot. According to the experience he learned from the demon hunter, it should be stabbed with a sharp weapon.

Ironically, the goo from the shapeshifter's web sealed the wound and stopped the bleeding for him.

So before the metamorphosis, someone else hurt Bashir?

Roy remembered a few words that the young man had ambiguous meanings, "White Rose? Emily?" What is the relationship between these words?

While the boy was thinking, old Huck was caught by the previous question—should he take his son back to the city to find an excellent doctor, or try the method that is almost certain to die in the witcher population?

He can't make a choice.

"Kill...kill...me!" The tormented young man begged hoarsely, beads of sweat oozing from his swollen cheeks because of the extreme pain.

"kill me!"

"Please...you...uh—"

"You do it, don't let him suffer again!" Old Huck shouted in a broken voice, "No matter what the result is... I will accept it!"

The young man nodded, and when he grabbed it with his palm in mid-air, an emerald green long-necked bottle appeared, which was the potion "Swallow" placed in the space.

"It's a little trick, don't worry about it. As for this bottle of potion, it is a potion used by demon hunters to heal wounds, and it can only be tolerated by a mutated body. The toxicity contained in this potion is too severe for ordinary people. Some irreparable sequelae, but equally fatal to monsters." Bringing the potion before his eyes, Roy observed its pure background in the sun, and the rippling emerald green juice in it was full of hope and death.

"Once Bashir drank this bottle of potion, the poison in the potion would be enough to poison all the spiderlings parasitic in his body and drawing nutrients from flesh and blood."

"And Bashir?"

"The potion is both poisonous and healing, but his injury is too serious now, and he may die at any time. The hope of surviving it is extremely slim..." The boy's voice stopped abruptly.

There was a "poof" sound in the air, he pushed open the cork, sniffed it between his nose, "Besides, after taking the potion, the spiderlings will struggle more intensely in a short time, the pain that Basheer endured will intensify."

"Do you want to continue?" Roy looked solemn, and his eyes glanced at the father and son one by one.

The cloudy eyes of the young man in the spider web stared at him, filled with pleading and longing... The mouth grew silently, revealing the festering mouth and tongue.

"give me."

Old Huck looked dejected and desperate when he saw this, and nodded emphatically.

"Grumbling..."

His throat squirmed, and Basheer greedily drank the whole bottle of "Swallow". For a while, the entire abandoned field was almost silent, only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Two pairs of eyes fixed on the poor man.

Old Huck sat on the ground, held his son's right hand against his chest, looked lovingly at his unrecognizable face, and whispered softly, "Son, after you recover this time, let's go fishing in another place... in Meritelli There's a nice place outside the temple where the girls of the temple often go to do their laundry, pretty girls."

"You will see when the time comes, which one you like, dad will help you and talk about it."

"You've grown so big, you haven't even held a girl's hand, the last time you saw the old tailor's daughter you blushed... You can't be so shy, you always want to have children, let old Huck hold a grandson..."

Lying on the ground, Bashir's face was blue, his facial features were distorted, his body was arched sometimes, and his body was sometimes relaxed. His limbs trembled like spasms, from joints to fingertips.

The young spiders under the skin are like ants on a hot pot, crazily drilling from one part to another...

It's been a long time, half an hour, or an hour.

Basheer's bulging chest shrank back from the ground, all the pain on his face disappeared, and even the bulge caused by the young spiders subsided. Except for his bruised and purple complexion, he returned to a simple face. young man.

Bashir let out a long breath, showed a weak smile, and stared at the baker beside him.

"Ha...ke..."

"Huck..."

"I'm here, I'm listening, kid." Old Huck firmly held his son's hand, the veins protruding from the back of his hand.

"I oh..."

"What child are you talking about?"

The young man's eyes suddenly brightened surprisingly, and the baker's thin body was reflected in the pupils, making him extremely tall.

"I love you--"

"Woooo...I love you too!" Huck burst into tears, hugging the dead body whose eyes were always closed, crying bitterly.

Beside, Roy watched the scene quietly, his lips moved and closed tightly, and finally let the old man sob alone.

Until the sunset is about to set...

Huck stood up, his figure was precarious, his gray and haggard face was reflected by the sunset glow in the sky, he seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

He wiped the tears from his face with his muddy sleeve.

"Roy...Thank you for your hard work. Help me find Basheer...and kill that beast." His voice seemed to be stuck with phlegm, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke intermittently, "Tomorrow morning...in the bakery ... to pay you."

"Sorry, I couldn't save him, but..."

"No, it's not your fault, you warned me. This is fate! It's Goddess Melitelli's will!"

Roy rubbed his slightly sour cheeks, and barely managed to say a word of comfort, "Then... Please be sorry, as you said, his soul has entered the kingdom of the goddess Melitelli."

"Yes."

"Shall I send you back to the city?" The boy glanced at the corpse on the ground, "You're not badly injured..."

"I'm going to carry him home myself...accompany him for the last journey."

Old Huck knelt down after he finished speaking, and carried the corpse behind his back. His whole body was bent deeply, as if he would be crushed at any moment, and the bandage on his chest was bright red again.

But he gritted his teeth and buried his head, and set off for Elland City without saying a word.