She rushed to the end of this corridor, which ended in another passage that turned to the right. Just as she was about to turn the corner, she saw a lurid black shadow mapped out on the wall, so frightening that she stopped in her tracks and dared not go any further. It was a shadow that didn't look human, tall and bloated, with a head like an octopus, dangling several long writhing tentacles, and sharp claws carrying a horribly large scythe blade. "That's not true, in fact only five people within the third division have rank, the rest have been hunters for less than a year and have yet to take the rank test. These five are Captain Belazaisev, Warlock rank. Polaris Halsman, Stalker rank. Vice-Captain Louis Holmes, Fighter rank. Josie Hawk, Rex rank. There is one more who was drawn out, so I won't introduce him for now." Paulina said. Under such circumstances, Esme Crane's five senses became more and more sensitive, and she was able to catch the slightest movement of the wind very kee
She calculated the distance and the time first, and as she had driven the coachman to venture the short cut through the forest, she judged herself to be ahead of her father. And it was true, the wagon she was riding in had just returned to the gate shortly before two mine watchmen marched up to it from within. Anna hid in the shadows and listened quietly, and could hear the conversation between them. The room fell silent as a senior police officer finally took his place at the head of the long table. The senior police officer was a middle-aged white man, dressed in a stern police uniform, with a clean shaven face and gleaming brown eyes beneath bushy white eyebrows and a solemn expression. He nodded and saluted the noble lords and old hunters seated at the head of the long table to the left and right, before clearing his throat and calling the meeting to order. They had been sent specifically to greet her father, and were talking to each other about gossipy rumors of Viscount Grulla
"I have a matter to enquire about. I was hospitalised after the Kayleigh Buchanan incident and shortly after I woke up the Hunters and the police had sent to me to take statements from me about my affair with Professor Iblake Wood. I have also told you that in late November I took delivery of a corpse of a corpse waxed male from the Guttenberg district, tentatively identified as a miner from the mine. The body was stolen that night, after which it developed a bestial mutation and ran away from Professor Iblake Wood's laboratory, and its whereabouts are unknown to this day. I therefore suspected Iblake Wood and followed him, having followed him to the St. Stone No. 9 mine on November 9 and witnessed him enter the interior of the mine. I would like to ask if you, the Hunters, and the police have since arraigned Iblake Wood, and if you have obtained from him the means of entering the mine? Or also any other information about the mine?" Esme Crane has not yet visited or seen the magnifice
Anna's face changed abruptly, her father seemed to have revealed a great deal in just a few words that could not help but lead her to speculate in a hundred different ways. She withdrew her hands from supporting her father and rested them on her knees, and after a moment of silent thought, said. Just as the beam light was lit, a figure emerged from the fog in the distance, and it was only when it was close enough that Esme Crane recognized it as Louis Holmes. When Louis Holmes saw her, she could not help but breathe a long sigh of relief and grabbed Esme Crane's arm, saying. "I'll be at the entrance, I'll knock on the iron door and you'll find me by following the sound." Abbott said. His divination did not comfort the hunters at all, nor did it provide any useful clues. Esme Crane, as a new hunter, was not very capable, so she was placed in the inner part of the group, beside Louis Holmes, who was carrying a Miao sword. kept inching forward. Abbott was placed at the head of the grou
The exhausted hunters were panting and resting in place, watching the monster disappear, when suddenly a dull "rumble" came again, and the ground suddenly shook like an earthquake, as if there was some horrible existence under the ground that was angry. The hunters looked at each other, only to feel a chill down their spine, the cold hair standing up. Unfortunately due to the underestimation of the operation, the number of Shield Hunters was not enough to allocate among the six groups, and a significant portion of the groups only had one Shield Hunter, or two.Esme Crane and their group only had two Shield Hunters, two strong attack type Hunters, and two Warlock Hunters. Louis Holmes said in a loud voice. Esme Crane, who was suddenly under the gaze of the crowd, felt an odd sensation rise up in her soul. It was hard to describe, she could only say that it was a change in her psychic senses due to the change in her role and state. In the less than three weeks that she had been in the M
Sule replied, ''Yes, but that is my speculation. This monster appeared through a metamorphosis, before that it seemed to be in the state of a bestial human, and according to the information we have so far, bestial humans are all created by human experimentation, and there is definitely more than one, so it is likely that there is more than one of that monster in the party as well." Esme Crane's lips were slightly parted and her eyes wavered. It was obvious that the words were so soft, but her heart felt like it had been hit hard, dull and painless, and then instead an indescribable warmth welled up and wrapped itself around her heart. "What about the mental aspect? Feel any discomfort?" Doris asked again. A few hunters around Doris, sporadically, responded. At that moment, in the distance, Doris called out, "Professor Gibson Mcknighten, please come." "Okay, if there's a problem, make sure you talk to me." Doris admonished. "This time he led the charge that led to the explorer cor
"Maybe we need to investigate around here." Anna said as she slipped the book into the inside pocket of her riding suit. "You guys come over here for a second and see if you can get this room open. This should be the finance room, and I see the safe." "Creak", the door was slowly pushed open, Louis Holmes did not rush in, holding the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it. The darkened room was illuminated by the cold light of the insight beam lamp Louis Holmes was wearing. Inside was a mess, the wooden floor was stained with a large number of wet and sticky footprints, there were papers scattered everywhere that had rotted after being soaked with water, and near the sight, a few desks fell to the east, and the item cabinets had all fallen down, scattering items all over the place. The place looked like a big mess had been made. "What's going on?" The old hunter felt bad. "Then this is the third time you've met tonight, you're so lucky." Louis Holmes said softly. In fact, I've been w
Anna analyzed, "Judging by the current temperature and environment, as well as the level of spoilage of these meats, the longest storage time for these meats that were harvested and stored here, even with yards of salt, would not be more than a month... In other words, since a month ago, the mine has been forced to stop feeding, so much so that the meat that was originally harvested and brought back has no one to handle it." Nonetheless, that hunter took a chance and tried. She was a female hunter, with a yellow face and an ordinary-looking, somewhat unremarkable appearance. She pressed her palm to the mad cop's forehead, closed her eyes, and began to cast the spell. After a few moments, she could clearly see her face flush up, sweat spilling out, and her expression becoming painful. "No... All dead, all dead, evil gods! Gods bless, Gods bless!" The man began desperately kowtowing on his knees, expressing his gratitude to the gods of Mojo, but all but unable to answer Anna's question