This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 52 Dylan is also running for his life today

Chapter 5252. Dylan is also running for his life today
Leaden clouds hung low and thunder rumbled from the sky.

The man in black robe squatted beside the body that was broken into two pieces, and roughly tore open the bag with his dry fingers.

After searching for a while, the man in black robe simply grabbed the last half of the bag and shook it violently, pouring everything onto the muddy ground.

The other attackers also gathered together and poured out the contents of the other three bags.

Eight men in black robes squatted on the ground and searched carefully as if they were looking for soybeans in a pile of rice.

However, they never found what they wanted.

The man in the middle angrily crushed a crystal in his hand on the spot, and the other black-robed men on both sides retreated one after another, not knowing whether they were avoiding the flying debris or the anger of their leader.

"No...no...no no! Why not?"

The suppressed voice was filled with anger, but the language spoken was not human.

"The intelligence can't be wrong. There's no way these lowly humans could have discovered something unusual so quickly. There must be something wrong!"

"Sir," a man in a black robe stepped forward and cautiously reminded, "Could it be on the corpse?"

"Then what are you guys still talking about? Go find it!"

"Yes, yes!" Several men in black robes scattered in panic to look for the other three bodies.

Ten minutes later, all the attackers arrived at the original ambush site and looked at the bloody arrow on the ground.

The leader picked up the arrow and whispered, "Avina?"

One of the black-robed men immediately knelt down and quickly defended himself, "Lord Lacus, I swear that arrow must have pierced his heart!"

"How do you explain this?" The arrow was pressed against Avina's forehead, as if it would pierce through her in the next second.

Avina dared not move, and could only tremble and pray for a chance:
"One... he must have some other way to save his life. I can track him down! Please, sir, let me atone for my sins!"

After a brief but suffocating silence, the arrow pierced the soil in front of Avina.

"Chase! If you can't find what they want, you'll become a blood animal."

Hearing the word "blood beast", not only Avina, but also the other black-robed people shuddered and quickly responded:

"Yes!"

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The patter of raindrops pounded into the forest, and Dylan's soles sank into the pile of rotten leaves, stirring up sticky mud every time he lifted his foot.

He held onto a big tree, bent over and gasped, trying to calm his violently heaving chest.

After running for more than ten minutes, my strength was almost exhausted.

Becoming a half-mushroom man did not improve his attributes, but his heart didn't hurt as much anymore.

I didn't notice any movement behind me. I might have already gotten rid of those attackers, and they might not even notice that I had run away?

Dylan found a small sheltered slope and planned to take shelter from the wind and rain there.

In fact, Dylan felt quite comfortable when the raindrops fell on his face, but it would be uncomfortable if his clothes got wet.

And I have this book in my hand...

Oh, right, this book!

Dylan brought the book forward and gently stroked the wrinkles on the cover.

What is written in this book?
When Dylan thought about this, he naturally opened it.

Blank—blank—blank—

There's nothing on the leather pages?

Dylan flipped through the pages quickly, but couldn't find a single note.

So, this is a new book with nothing written in it?
It's a pity that I didn't even throw it away when I ran away. It was a waste of effort.

As Dylan was thinking this, he suddenly discovered that a line of delicate small words had appeared on the page of the book.

[Don't keep running? You'll be caught!]
After seeing the words clearly, Dylan felt a chill on the back of his neck.

This world does have some advanced magical items with a certain degree of intelligence, such as a magic ring that can automatically cast a shield and a golem that can identify intruders.

But almost all of them have only vague or relatively low-level intelligence.

When a creation can talk to you, then there must be a material that was indispensable when it was made.

soul!

Although it does not mean that soul props are equivalent to evil, given their cruel production methods, their makers are most likely not good people, and the possibility of making dangerous props is naturally higher.

For a moment, several horror stories related to soul props flashed through Dylan's mind.

I immediately wanted to throw it away.

But that line of words made him very concerned.

What do you mean?
Are those men in black robes still chasing me?

Finally, Dylan opened the book again, but the words on it had changed!

[Six minutes left]
"What do you mean by six more minutes?" Dylan asked directly at the book.

As soon as he finished speaking, the previous words disappeared and a new row of words appeared.

[Five minutes left, they'll catch up here]
!!!

Not daring to delay, Dylan rushed into the rain and continued to escape.

He wasn't sure whether the book was deceiving him, but the situation now was that he would rather believe it!

The rain hit his body, soaking his clothes, but it failed to wet the book in his hand, and no water stains could seep into its pages.

While running, Dylan opened the book and wanted to ask something else, but found that there was already a line of words on it.

[You can't escape like this, run southeast]
Dylan now had no other choice. He quickly identified the direction and fled to the southeast.

After running for an unknown amount of time, when Dylan was about to run out of energy, his feet suddenly felt empty.

"Wow ah ah-"

The whole person suddenly lost weight and fell into the deep pit below...

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"That's it?"

At the edge of the deep pit, the black-robed man called Lacus asked behind him.

Avina took two steps forward and confirmed:

“Yes, although I don’t know why the prey suddenly gave up resting and chose to continue running away.

But judging from his last few footprints, his strength had already run out, and he might have slipped and fallen while lost in thought."

Looking sideways at the deep pit in front of him, Lacus jumped in without hesitation, and the other men in black robes followed closely behind.

At the bottom of the deep pit, Lacus landed lightly, and the edge of his boots didn't even cause a ripple.

The men's landing posture was not so graceful. Some of them even smashed the ground into mud puddles. Fortunately, no one was stupid enough to splash mud and water on Lacus's robe.

What appeared in front of the man in black robe was a natural cave.

These natural caves in the wild are far smaller and deeper than the caves in the dungeon.

So there is no need to worry about the prey being difficult to find after it gets stuck in it.

not to mention……

A streak of blood in the puddles at his feet attracted Lacus's attention.

Not just in one place, but bloodstains extended faintly all the way into the cave - it seemed that the prey was injured when it fell.

Just by the smell of blood, Lacus can track his prey on his own.

The scarlet tongue slowly licked across the canine teeth. "Little bug, you wasted so much of my time. I hope your blood isn't too bad to drink."

(End of this chapter)

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