The Game of Demon Hunter

The situation in Port Antoine was very bad. Marx did not expect that this spontaneous erosion of chaos would be so violent that it would sweep the city like a plague.

Pastor Richard is a good man. He tried his best to gather a group of unpolluted citizens, but the space in the underground ruins is limited, and 3,000 people is the limit he can do.

This is mainly due to the food accumulated by the Temple of War God over the years. Each Temple of War God is built according to the specifications of the fortress, and there will be enough food for the guards to hold on for a long time.

Pastor Richard led the paladins to work back and forth for more than a week, opening up the passage between the underground labyrinth and the Temple of War, which doubled the number of refugees that the Temple of War could accommodate by ten times.

Marx admired Pastor Richard very much. He was a rare person who could see the world as a whole beyond his own limitations, but his strength alone could only protect a small number of people in this storm.

Port Antoine was completely silent at this time. Although it was just after noon, the whole city seemed to be at midnight. There was no one on the street, except for Marx.

He could feel a pair of confused, indifferent, fearful, and even malicious eyes looking at him from the houses on both sides of the street, but Max couldn't help them for the time being.

This is the commercial area of ​​Port Anthony. The people here had a good standard of living before. They have their own beliefs and lifestyles. More importantly, they don't trust him. Marx rarely appeared in this area before.

If there's one thing he and the Siris have learned, it's the first that no matter what you plan to do, you need a strong armed force behind you.

Especially at this time, the patients who have been infected by chaos, the villains who took advantage of the chaos to rob, and those innocent people who were afraid and hid in the house, Marx needed support even more.

He knew who he was going to get support from, not these people, the food in their hands could last for a week or two, and they would not open their doors until the last moment to welcome the new order.

Marx is looking for people who have nowhere to go, they will either starve to death or risk infection to use those mutated fish, these people are like dying fires, as long as they can survive, they don't care about supporting their own burning fire What is the fuel.

Max had no food, but he could offer them a hope of being well fed.

His time is running out. The situation in Antony Grand Port has caused the church and other forces to worry. The city has been blocked for more than a week. The chaos infection in the city is getting worse, and the pressure on the blockade outside the city is increasing.

Even Pastor Richard himself doesn't know whether the higher-ups will finally issue an order to completely clear it.

Marx believes that this is not the first time that chaos has polluted the cities of human civilization, nor will it be the last time. Chaos can use this method to pollute every city endlessly, but human beings cannot always deal with it by burning cities.

Someone must stand up to solve this problem. There must be a city that stands up first from such a crisis and solves this problem. Marx planned to start from Antony Grand Port to solve the problem one day earlier, and tens of thousands of lives would be saved.

He is willing to do what others are unwilling to do, because he is Marx. He once opened the book of the world and faced the master of change. He refused the chance to become a god and was willing to be a mortal.

He's Mike, he's Max, he's human, he loves who he is, and he never regrets his choices.

But the reality is still as cold as water. He planned to visit the sailors and fishermen he knew in the port area, but he found that there were no normal people in that direction after he walked halfway.

Even the streets near the port area are finished. The deserted streets seem to have been cleaned for a while, and there are even a few deeply decomposed corpses in the middle of the road, which are being pecked by crows with three legs and two heads.

Max couldn't feel the breath of a living person here, but the rattling sound as thin as a mouse reminded him that this place was 'full of life'.

In the gutters on both sides of the road, a living creature with almost invisible human shape slowly stretched out its arm. The end of the arm no longer has a palm and five fingers, but has been alienated into an octopus-like tentacle-like structure, covered with suckers, constantly Secreting mucus.

The tentacle quietly crawled over a distance of two meters, caught a alien crow as fast as lightning, and then quickly retracted it.

Marx hesitated, he didn't expect the chaos erosion to progress so quickly.

The chaotic erosion in Antony's Port is different from other areas. The previous chaotic erosion is more like a group of cultists summoning Chaos demons in a hidden state and then bloodbathed the whole city, or a sudden plague that took away all life that can be taken away.

But the Antony Grande disaster originated from food, and there were no cultists behind it to control it. It was tepid at the beginning and hardly showed any threat. When people found that some people became different, it was too late Night.

Ninety percent of the city's population is suspected of eating suspicious food. Pastor Richard organizes paladins to check the refugees in the shelter one by one every day to see if they have any abnormalities.

If it weren't for his firm belief, Marx also felt that it would be easier to surround Antony Port and a meteorite would fall from the sky.

He had to find some helpers for himself first, and find a place to stay. This place should have a high wall to protect the people inside, and there should be well water for people to drink. Thankfully, boiled groundwater is drinkable. Otherwise, Marx would have nothing to do.

Marx walked three blocks on foot and found not a single normal person. Some people looked normal but were so corrupted inside that they didn't even know what they were doing.

If a Chaos Demon came here now, it could easily control the will of tens of thousands of people.

But the strange thing is here, it seems that everything that happened in Antony Grand Port was not manipulated by the worshipers of chaos behind the scenes, and the corrupted people were still moving according to their inertia.

They will be hungry and communicate, but all these are illusions, these corrupted things do not have these functions at all.

In a tavern on the street, Marx saw an alcoholic with a big hole in his stomach, drinking the sewage. The sewage flowed down his throat and spilled on the ground from the big hole in his stomach.

The bartender kept filling the alcoholic's glass as if he hadn't seen it. Judging from the traces on the ground, this behavior had been going on for some time.

"Have another glass of ale!" A silver coin was thrown on the table, and Max saw a slightly immature figure sitting on the other side of the bar.

He'd seen the imp around the witcher.

PS: Thank you book friend @知白晓黑 for your reward, thank you book friend @封陈银 for your reward, and by the way, thank you Feng Chenyin for his behavior of catching insects. There are hundreds of pictures, which helped me circle all the typos and grammar Mistake, it really made Lao Mo feel grateful and blush, in order to show my respect for it, tomorrow will be three more.