A strange world

Chapter 374 Section 32. Cruel Hunting Game

The gray wolf led the way, his brisk steps like a young man who couldn't hide his mood.

Alice stared at Annan—the way she always looked at Annan when he did something shameful to her.

"We have a limited amount of money. And it's more important for the bottom hives to take them to the upper levels than anything else."

"You always have a reason."

They followed the gray wolf deep into Dark Light Town, and saw more locals... their skinless silhouettes lying in the sewage, and next to them were emaciated people lying in front of the water to drink. A numb figure leaning against the eaves, a weirdo huddled in the shadows holding a suspicious piece of meat.

"I think of people on earth who are still complaining about not making enough money and having conflicts with their families..." Theophilus couldn't help but sigh.

“Our happiness comes from the misfortunes of others,” Alice said.

Annan felt that Alice's idea was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything to refute.

The gray wolf stopped in front of a shack with two strings of skull wind chimes hanging on it, and knocked on the leaky door: "Master Witch Doctor, there are a few noble people from the surface who need help..."

"Come in……"

A strange voice reached his ears, and the gray wolf pushed open the door.

An old silhouette with disheveled hair sat in the gloomy hut. The fluorescent fruit drilled out of the ground was the only source of light in the room. Bottles and jars containing strange things were piled in the corner, emitting a smell worse than bitter mist.

The environment here is suspicious, but the people of the bottom nest know better how to deal with the rat people.

Theophilus and the others couldn't stay any longer, so Annan asked them and the gray wolf to watch outside the door, tell the witch doctor why they were here, and that after picking up the little girl on the ground floor, he placed her in front of the witch doctor.

At this time, Annan discovered that the little girl's legs were broken and there were many scratches and contusions. She should have fallen from the Dawn Level into the exile.

The old witch doctor lay on the ground like a wriggling snake. He picked up two black jars in the corner, took out the mud-like substance from one jar, and poured the other into his mouth. He opened the little girl's mouth first and stuffed the mud into her mouth. He leaned forward and spit out the liquid.

They passed through the little girl's esophagus, fell into the almost transparent abdominal cavity, and became entangled in a ball.

"Luminous fruit..." she said.

Annan wanted to pick the nearest one, but suddenly the old witch doctor grabbed his wrist, and his scarlet eyes were revealed between the sticky hair: "Don't extinguish the light... We have to stay in a place with light..."

So Annan picked a fruit from outside the house and gave it to the old witch doctor.

He only knew that the rat people at the bottom relied on fluorescent fruits to maintain their lives and resist the bitter fog.

At this time Alice touched him: "Tail..."

Annan looked down and saw something hanging by the old witch doctor's feet... Was she more mutated than the "rat man"?

The withered claws held the fluorescent fruit, crushed it, and the juice and pulp dripped into the little girl's mouth, collecting with the mud in her stomach... Then, Annan and Alice saw and heard the screams and the faces formed by the mud. Gone in a flash.

The heartbeat of the little girl who has not yet woken up is no longer weak.

"How much do we have to pay?" Annan asked.

"No need...leave quickly...this is not the place you should come..."

Annan wanted to leave some money, but was reluctant, so he had to say thank you.

Alice took the initiative to carry the little girl on her back. Annan did not refuse. She only weighs more than thirty pounds, but she still feels tired after carrying it for dozens of minutes.

After leaving the door and away from the witch doctor's shack, Annan and Alice seemed to have gotten rid of something and felt relaxed again.

"I feel very uncomfortable there..."

They looked at each other.

"Me too."

It was as if he was being watched, whispered, or haunted by something, and even his magic power became cold.

Before they had gone far, the wild dog crawled over on all fours and was almost attacked by Theophilus as a monster. Only then did they notice that the wild dog's arms reached almost to his knees.

"Noble man from the surface, I found the golden invitation!"

Theophilus asked impatiently: "Where?"

"At the mayor's place, he invited the nobles to the mayor's manor as guests!"

"Are we going to participate?" Theophilus pressed Annan.

"Why not, maybe the 'town mayor' wants to present a golden invitation." Annan looked around: "But we must hurry up."

It took two hours to get from the exile to the Dawn Level, and they had at most twenty-two hours left.

While following the wild dog to the mayor's manor, they were almost attacked. A man roared with hatred and rushed out, but he fell on the road and never got up.

His roar of hatred frightened Amy...and made her a little confused: "Why does he seem to hate us so much?"

"They don't hate you, they hate their parents. Why did the ancestors go to the bottom of the nest and why were they born..."

The emotion in Wild Dog's tone showed that he was also such a person, but his life was not that bad.

"They are so miserable..."

"The noble people on the surface are not miserable." Wild Dog said, "The worst ones are those guys who don't even know how to hate. Well, like that guy..."

A figure sat under the eaves, numbly waiting for death.

"The Imperial Capital is going too far!" Theophilus clenched his fists, "They actually let us... let us..."

He couldn't say the word hunting.

"Be open-minded. The people who got the gold invitations are all 'big people' like the mayor. Maybe they are doing good things." Amy said.

The wild dogs and gray wolves leading the way cleverly pretended not to hear.

The Mayor's Manor is distinguished from other buildings in the town by its masonry walls and a two-story building.

"The smell of blood..."

The open door suddenly made the wild dog roar.

Annan and the others were stunned for a moment: "Go in and take a look."

After passing the garden planted with fluorescent fruits, they came to the spacious hall and saw the fallen corpses around them and eight figures wearing mage robes standing in the hall.

"Gwen College..." Alice whispered as she looked at their mage robes.

A handsome young man raised his head and greeted: "You are here for the golden invitation too? But you are a step too late."

Annan looked around at the corpses and frowned: "It's not that we are late, it's that you are too cruel..."

"There are no good people here." The young man said casually, and asked nonchalantly: "You... Salz College? How many gold invitations did you get?"

"No..." Alice said warily.

"One piece." Annan said honestly.

The young man was silent for a while, as if measuring their strength, and smiled after exchanging glances with his companions: "Don't be nervous, we are not enemies, right?"

"We're really not friends."

"Well……"

As soon as Annan finished speaking, Alice was reminded and they cast spells at the same time, and several living ropes wrapped around them.

The young man's face was gloomy: "You don't even have elites, but you actually think... Damn it! What is this!?"

As Annan's chanting ended, a portal appeared in the hall, and then, thick and large earth elements poured out.

"Inferior summoning technique." Annan replied.

"You... are talking nonsense!"

His aristocratic qualities prevented him from swearing, but he cursed all the unpleasant words in his heart.

"Then you can call it the Eighteen Earth Elements of Xingyue Bay."