I seem to be an evil god

"That's it. Can you come a little closer? I want to make friends with you."

The female witcher said softly. Behind her, Banda and others had already grasped the long knives and were ready to attack.

"Hoho, my friend you are back!"

Suddenly, the elf who called himself Pickman laughed, "There are some new friends here. See if they can appreciate my art. The last Thurber who was willing to talk to me has died in the tavern in North Point District." "

Suddenly, a seeping figure rushed out of the sewage in the sewer. It was as strong and powerful as a living fish in the water. It was not until this 'friend' jumped up that the witchers quickly drew their swords and charged.

It was too late in terms of speed, and the one who was attacked was the nearest female witcher. This lady who loves falconry watched the attacker get closer and closer, until it reached the closest distance to her sight, and it became blurry and distorted.

It was a pale face, and the green sewage from the sewer flowed into the sharp teeth along its thin lips. This humanoid creature with a long mouth had a stench, not the unique rancid smell in the sewer, but The flesh and blood died of thirst on the bones, and the rotten smell was sealed in the bone marrow, like a butcher knife stained with blood.

The female witcher was frightened by the creature that rushed out. It was not because of her poor psychological quality, but because no one could deal with the sudden appearance of a monster without leaving a trace of panic.

Just when she thought she was going to die, the flying figure stopped in front of the female witcher, and three long knives penetrated from behind her quilt. The cold-light tip of the knife pierced the bones and flesh, and pushed the monster forward. Locked.

"It's just an ordinary ghoul, Elio, weren't you scared?"

Tommy swung the long knife, and the other two witchers cooperated with him to throw the ghoul to the side walkway. Just when Tommy was checking whether he had been splashed with sewage, the female witcher Ai, who he laughed at, Without saying a word, he kicked a footprint onto the hem of Tommy's windbreaker.

Spencer saw Elio's movements and was warned by the latter's dangerous eyes. He could only shake his head with a wry smile.

"Spencer, you, Ceci and the others will check the body. The rest of you will come with me to explore the road ahead and look for the goblin who escaped just now."

Banda gave an order loudly, and the sound echoed far away in the empty and quiet sewer.

Sethi took two companions to check the body. Spencer took out his diary and drew the image of the dead ghoul on the paper. When he finished drawing, Sethi also finished checking it.

"How's it going? Is there anything special?"

Spencer asked, and Sethi shook his head, "Don't think about it. Although the structure is a little different from the norm, the energy level is only second level, and it has no effect on us."

"That's it." Spencer sighed leisurely, "I thought that if I followed Master Banda down, the monsters I would encounter would at least be elites."

"That's not true." Saisi shook his head slightly, "Did you notice the escaped goblin? He may be weird."

"Are you kidding me? If you are weird, you will take advantage of the chaos and run away?"

As he said this, Spencer was carefully recalling the scene just now in his mind. Unfortunately, the ball of light surrounding them was not bright enough, and there were only a few incomplete lines left in Spencer's mind.

"Some alien bodies are not very strong, but their true strength may have nothing to do with their bodies."

"Have you seen similar alien species before? Do you have a name?"

Hearing Saixi's words, the other two demon hunters also became interested. If they could capture an elite-level alien species during this operation, it wouldn't be in vain.

"It's not a mutant. I've seen people summon it before. It's similar to what we encountered. It has no actual combat ability, but it can summon mutants in weird ways."

"You mean, a summoning object that can summon alien species? Is there such a thing?"

"Just go and look at that mural and you will know. The summoned objects also have prototypes. It is not impossible for this situation to happen."

Several witchers advanced with the ball of light, and Spencer stood in the shadows of the crowd, approaching the aisle where the goblins had huddled before.

There is a portrait painted with carvings on the muddy wall. It is a eating ghoul. Although the rough dark red lines make the painting blurry, the first time I saw this painting, I felt A name immediately came to Spencer's mind:

"The Eating Ghoul".

Spencer couldn't understand how this idea came to him. The painting engraved on the wall was obviously messy and could almost be classified as abstract art, but his brain responded with extremely clear judgment: painting The creature in it is a ghoul, and this is the scene where he is eating.

"Spencer, what are you looking at?"

Sethi's shout called Spencer back from his confusion. At this time, Sethi looked disappointed.

"This is nothing like what I've seen before. Too bad that elf is just a lunatic."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it."

Spencer comforted Sisi, but his sixth sense told a completely opposite answer: Sisi may be right, this is the kind of summon he met, but it has been changed.

"Roar!" "Do it!"

Suddenly, the beast's roar came together with Banda's roar, followed by the sound of swords and scales colliding. The four Spencers were shocked and immediately ran quickly.

After crossing a corner, what appeared in front of Spencer was Master Banda who was shooting out swords continuously, and the half-human, half-fish monster that he suppressed like a tide.

The four Spencers immediately joined the battlefield. In the end, these monsters were killed by them and retreated into the dark corridor behind like hiding rats. These half-human and half-fish creatures left a large number of corpses, but those who retreated were More than staying.

"Don't pursue, take a break for now."

Banda put down the long knife and held it at his side like a cane. His ankle that was pecked felt a slight pain, as if there were still residual toxins that had not been cleaned up.

Opening his trousers and looking at his intact ankle, Banda smiled mockingly to himself. The person who treated him was an archbishop, so how could there be residual toxins.

On the other side, the demon hunters who put down their weapons took a breath, treated their wounds a little, and then couldn't wait to start recording. Although the monsters that surrounded them were only professional-level, their numbers were enough to make up for the gap. After absorbing the spirits of these alien species into themselves, , their cultivation speed can be increased a little.

Spencer only drew one image of the alien species and then stopped. Although the "Heart Dream Photography Technique" he practiced could repeatedly use the ingested spiritual thoughts, it also lost the cumulative effect of the telephotography method.

Demon hunters who use the general Lemen method can ingest the same creatures and accumulate them to increase their strength. This is ineffective for Spencer. Only one of the same creatures ingested by him is effective.

Therefore, after finishing describing the new alien species, Spencer inspected the battlefield. Under the many half-human, half-fish corpses, Spencer saw a strange sculpture.

A fish-man sculpture squatting with its knees in hand, its head occupies half of the whole body, with wings wrapped around its body behind its back. There are crazy tentacles on the chin of the big head, and the eyes are painted yellow-green with strange paint.

Evil god sculpture?

Spencer didn't think much, and cut the sculpture in half with a knife from top to bottom.