My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

The woman's skin was withered and yellow, with several blue vine patterns on her face. Her eyes had no pupils and were filled with twisting bloodshot eyes.

A few black and green fangs were exposed in her mouth, and red blood was still flowing out.

Only then did Crown notice that she was holding an eight or nine-year-old girl in her arms. The girl's neck was a bloody mess.

The wind blows the woman's long hair, making the whole scene look enchanting.

The woman suddenly threw the girl out of her hand. The girl's head hit the pillar at the door of the wooden house, and her brain immediately burst and printed an abstract painting on it.

The monster jumped on all fours towards the wall of the wooden house. Its hands and feet had been obviously deformed, and its fingers and toes grew sharp nails, which easily grabbed the wooden board.

After leveraging its strength, it easily jumped high and pounced on the person approaching from the roof.

A cold light flashed in Kroun's eyes, and he jumped up, the sword in his hand flashing an orange-red halo.

He swung his sword and turned sideways, then took two empty steps in the air and landed firmly on the ground.

On the other hand, the mutated woman suddenly fell from the air to the ground. When she fell, she fell into two pieces. A smell of meat and a light fishy smell began to permeate the air around her.

When Del ran over with his crossbow, he happened to see the monster fall and break in half.

Several paralyzed people struggled to get up and hid behind each other. They looked at Croun with gratitude, awe and fear in their eyes.

Crown turned around to check the situation and found that the woman's mutated abdominal cavity was covered with cyan velvet. These filaments were still squirming, trying to stick together the disconnected organs.

This situation should be caused by the body being contaminated with water and parasites entering the body through the mouth, nose, eyes or other organs.

He held his breath and used his breathing method to inject the source of life into the sharp blade and pierce the monster's body. Those green fluffs were extremely afraid of fire and burned out quickly, making the stench in the air even stronger.

"Find some dry firewood and burn her on the spot," he told Del and walked back to the next place to be inspected.

. . . .

The inspection work lasted all day and was not completed until night. Nick and others were doing summary planning in the room.

Geralt stood up and said rather casually: "You can call me to fight and kill, but you can do whatever you worry about."

He didn't stay any longer and left straight away. After he opened the door and went out, he poked his head in again and said, "Remember to pay the employment fees for the past few days tomorrow."

Crown stopped him: "You still have to wait a few days. The materials for the talisman seals have not been gathered yet. If you want to get them as soon as possible, please do me a small favor and make some talisman papers."

The witcher frowned: "Is it troublesome?"

"It's not troublesome at all. I have the materials. Take off the white parts of the eggshells and straw, wash them, dry them and grind them into powder. Remember to make sure they are completely dry. The weight of eggshells and straws is 1:1. For the mixing ratio, add the egg white and stir into a paste. I have a mold. Just use a brush to apply it to the thickness of your fingernail. There should be no gaps when brushing.

Finally, press it with heavy objects for three days and dry it in the sun and moonlight respectively. "

"I can do it for you, but I'll give you a Pure Heart Talisman as a reward."

"I'll find an ordinary person to help. It only takes ten silver coins at most to get it done."

"Okay, I'll take the job of a gold shield." Based on the principle that mosquito legs are also meat, Geralt said he accepted the commission: "The materials are in your house? I'll get them now."

"It's in the bag under the bed."

After the witcher left, Crown asked: "If it rains for so long, will the situation in a big city like Rhine City be very bad?"

"Not at all. With the Holy Fire Cathedral as the center, the nearby blocks are shrouded in purification circles, and with other small churches as nodes, the entire main city will not be much troubled by pollution. The tough ones are still us. Small place.

More than two hundred people died in the town on this rainy day. The total death toll in the huge Rhine City would not be much higher. "

Crown was silent. The Red Moon had been coming for more than a hundred years. It was more than enough for a powerful church to build several cities with key defenses.

Nick continued: "In this season, it will soon snow heavily. We still need to reserve enough wood, and we need to mine another batch of ore. We must make more crossbows and arrows to arm ordinary people.

Since the number of residents has decreased a lot, food is basically enough, but it is best to search for more outside. Before the heavy snowfall, we must organize our manpower to go out and prepare as many supplies as possible. "

"Geralt and I will go to the mines tomorrow and cut some wood there by the way. The cultists never showed up, which is a great potential threat to us. If they want to attack, I think they will do it before it snows. "

Croun had a stronger desire to become an animal trainer part-time. If he wanted nothing more, he would raise some falcons and nocturnal birds and act as an all-weather scout. The situation would be much more proactive.

He can provide golden light talisman water, and the night bird can also resist the invasion of gray fog.

"It's good. The possibility of being attacked during the day is not high. If you are attacked, the most important thing is to save yourself. Protect ordinary people within your capabilities."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to protect ordinary people, but I won't show off."

Crown promised that without ordinary people constantly providing the power of faith to create holy water, the lives of extraordinary people would be very difficult.

He felt that the future world situation would be such that extraordinary people would protect towns and protect ordinary people, while ordinary people would contribute their own strength to support the strong, and the two groups would form a healthy cooperative relationship.

There has always been a saying in the church that pastors are God’s shepherds, and there is some truth to it.

Nick nodded and said, "When you go out tomorrow, take two pigeons with you and let me know if anything happens."

. . . .

The next day, when the sun shone on the earth and the gray fog dissipated, everyone who had been prepared walked out of the town with their weapons.

Each of the men was carrying a basket, Geralt and his apprentice were riding at the front, and Crown was at the back. The few remaining horses in the church were pulling the cart, and there were two people on the cart. A big pot, a few buckets of water, and dry food for everyone.

"Old Hans, you don't have to go out to work, how can you follow everyone?"

"It's going to snow soon, and we can finally pick a batch of herbs." The old man smiled broadly, and the wrinkles on his face were like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"There may be a lot of dirty things after heavy rain. If you don't come with us, I'm afraid you won't be able to guarantee your own safety. Go back," Crown advised.

"Hey, I bought two bottles of holy water," Hans said showily.

"Okay, stay safe."

After arriving at the mine, everyone divided into two groups. The demon hunter led half of the people into the mine, and Croun led the remaining people to cut wood nearby.

After the rain, the mountains are full of greenery, and many grasses and trees stubbornly sprout green buds. New growth and withering coexist among the dead branches and leaves on the ground. At this time, it seems more like early spring than early winter.

The woodcutter's legs were wrapped in oilcloth to avoid getting wet with dew and causing unnecessary trouble.

Crown walked to a high open space, cleared away the stones and other debris on the ground, and began to practice the cross sword.

In order to maintain his strength, he did not exercise along with pranayama.

After a moment, he stopped and looked around alertly. He felt like he was being looked at with malicious eyes.