The Last Alchemist

Annie's description made Rosen alert: "Could it be a monster?"

In the world of "Hunting", monsters are rampant. These four words are not just talk. There are guards in the town, and the situation is better. The wilderness is very chaotic. It is completely an animal world where the strong prey on the weak!

"It's very likely. Let's hide first." Anne didn't want to cause trouble. She stretched out her foot, kicked out the fire a few times, and shoveled some wet soil on the ground to cover it.

Rosen was not idle either. He immediately stood up, took the luggage, and hid in the dense grass more than ten meters away behind the big tree. Soon, Anne also hid over. The two of them were shoulder to shoulder. Through the gaps in the grass, both pairs of eyes were staring at the mud road not far away.

About five or six minutes later, seven poor men wearing ragged leather armor and holding knives and sticks ran over in a panic. After another five or six seconds, a ragged woman appeared at the intersection. She had no weapons in her hands. She chased and screamed "Ahhh".

On Earth, Rosen was nearsighted, but in the alien world, his eyes were quite good, and his vision was estimated to be 2.0. He looked closely and saw that the woman's face and arms were covered with red spots of varying sizes. Some spots were even severely ulcerated and began to ooze out light yellow pus. The most terrifying thing was the woman's face, which was completely deformed. The position of her left eye was even rotten, leaving only a hole that kept oozing pus.

Although it was nearly 20 meters away, Rosen still smelled a stench similar to rotting meat shortly after the woman appeared.

Anne, who was standing by, also saw it and whispered, "The group in front should be the robbers blocking the road, and the one behind is most likely a corpse ghost!"

"Corpse ghost?" Rosen searched his memory and soon recalled the description of corpse ghosts in the game.

'Corpse ghosts are corpses that have stood up again. They are full of resentment during their lifetime and cannot rest in peace after death. Some corpse ghosts stand up on their own, and some corpse ghosts get the help of black magicians. The former type of corpse ghosts will be attracted by the flesh and blood of living people and attack living people crazily. The latter type of corpse ghosts usually become evil puppets of black magicians. '

Thinking of this, Rosen whispered, "Since there are corpse ghosts, there may be a black magician behind them."

"You are right." Anne nodded in agreement.

At this time, among the group of men running wildly in front, a man accidentally stepped on a deep puddle, his right foot suddenly tilted, and with a crisp sound of "click", he fell to the ground.

‘Ah~~~’

The man screamed loudly, but he did not stop to check the injury on his right foot. Instead, he stood up with his hands and feet and continued to run forward. However, he stumbled and fell to the ground again after less than two steps.

The man’s right calf was obviously twisted. It was obvious that the blow just now had directly fractured his right calf.

The corpse ghost began to make a ‘hahahaha’ sound, which sounded like laughing and screaming.

The man was terrified. He dragged his broken leg and limped forward, but his speed was completely incomparable to before, and he was soon left alone. Seeing the corpse ghost getting closer and closer, the man shouted desperately to his companions: “Don’t leave me! Please don’t leave me!”

His companions ignored him and not only did not stop, but ran faster.

"Ha~ha~ha~"

The corpse ghost screamed like laughter, and she staggered towards the man with a broken leg. She raised her arms full of pus and stretched them forward as far as she could. Her five fingers were wide open, and her nails were black. I don't know if they were covered with mud or rotten.

"Ah~~~~ Don't come over! Don't come over!"

The man with a broken leg screamed like a woman. He sat in the mud and struggled to retreat, and his hands instinctively waved and pushed in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Rosen whispered: "Annie?"

Without him saying it all, Anne already knew what he meant. She took out a crossbow from her pocket, put on a silver arrow, aimed at the head of the corpse ghost, and prepared to fire.

Rosen suddenly said: "Wait, don't shoot the head, shoot the leg."

"What's wrong?" Anne was puzzled.

"First, I can't explain it, but I always feel that this corpse ghost is a little familiar."

Annie pressed the crossbow down and fired.

"Bang~"

With a loud noise, the ghoul in the distance was shot in the left leg and fell to the ground.

"Ah~~~Ah~~~~"

The ghoul had no aggression at all. She covered the wound on her left leg and screamed in pain.

Seeing her like this, Rosen was slightly startled: "It is said that ghouls are magical creatures with no sense of pain. Even if their heads are cut off, their bodies can still move. How come this guy's performance looks a bit like a human?"

Annie also felt something was wrong. She whispered to Rosen: "Stay here and don't move. I'll go and see."

After that, she drew out her silver sword and was about to get out of the bush.

Rosen immediately grabbed her arm: "Wait."

"What?"

Rosen whispered: "That may not be a ghoul, but a person with a serious illness. The disease may be contagious. Be careful not to be touched by her later."

Although the mutant hunters have strong physical fitness and are extremely resistant to chemical toxins and general diseases, there are thousands of diseases in the world, and the pathogenesis is different, so it is difficult to guarantee accidents.

Annie's eyes warmed up: "I know."

She walked five or six meters in the bushes with her back bent. She stood up from the other side of the bushes and walked about twenty meters in the direction of the two people in front. She stopped five meters away from the corpse ghost and raised her crossbow to the head of the wailing corpse ghost on the ground: "Tell me quickly, are you a human or a ghost?"

The corpse ghost shook his head repeatedly and actually spoke: "No, no, no, don't kill me, I'm a human! I'm a human!"

Her voice sounded very vague, as if her throat was severely damaged, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear the meaning.

Hearing her speak, Annie breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, turned her crossbow, and pointed it at the man who was groaning while covering his broken leg: "What's wrong with you?"

The man with a broken leg lowered his head and said nothing.

The woman next to him spoke up: "He is a robber who came to our village to rob things and was driven out by me."

As she said this, the woman struggled to crawl towards the robber, laughing as she crawled: "Hehe~haha~~I can't live anyway, but you can't have an easy life~hehehe~I want you to be like me, with sores all over your body and die in great pain!"

Although the woman was a living person, the sores on her body were too horrifying. The robber was frightened and at a loss. He struggled to retreat again, "Don't come over! Don't come over!"

He waved the wooden stick in his hand randomly and retreated hard, fearing that the woman would touch his body.

"Ah~~hahaha~die, let's die together!" The woman laughed crazily and crawled towards the robber desperately.

The robber waved the wooden stick vigorously, and the wooden stick made a 'whoosh' sound.

But the woman was completely oblivious to the stick wielded by the robber, and she continued to rush forward desperately. She was hit hard by the stick on her body, head, and even face, and even bled, and there was a muffled sound of "bang~bang~".

Others felt pain when they saw it, but the woman did not even groan in pain, as if her body had no sense of pain at all.

The robber was almost scared crazy, and a distorted scream came out of his throat.

The woman laughed sharply in her throat, as if she was a madman who didn't care about anything.

This scene was crazy and weird. It was obviously noon when the sun was shining brightly, but Anne, who witnessed this scene, shuddered subconsciously and was at a loss for a moment.