The Divine Hunter

The sun shone into the cave, faintly illuminating the yellowish, moist clay on the outermost cave wall, and the slope of the cave slanted downwards.

The two hid behind a big tree and looked at them for a while.

"Roy, the bloodstains stop here, does that mean...my Basher is in the cave?" Old Huck swallowed his saliva, twisted his hands and fingers into a ball, and said anxiously, "What the hell is this? Burrows dug? Pangolins, snakes, marmots?"

"Do you think they can make such a big hole?" Roy stared at the cave, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, "Besides, that thing can drag Basher away, and drag it a full mile, with dozens of strengths. A small animal."

"Basher is more than 6 feet tall (1.8 meters) and weighs more than 176 pounds (160 pounds). He is a strong guy..." Old Huck realized, "No ordinary person can drag him."

"That's right..." Roy didn't dare to go up to check the cave rashly. If there was something he couldn't provoke hidden in it, it would be over. "Think about what it takes to drag someone close to one hundred and eighty pounds from the Wigan River into the fields without leaving too many traces along the way."

"Is it a wild boar?" Old Huck's face changed and he guessed, "I hear Ellanders complaining every year in the bakery that the crops of which vegetable field have been ruined by wild boars again!"

"The wild boar usually doesn't drag an adult-sized target this far. And to make Basher not resist," Roy shook his head, analyzing, "It first has to seriously injure or kill the target, and there's less blood on the way. Strange. I can't see any signs of struggle, weird."

Old Huck's cheeks twitched, and a more dangerous object emerged in his mind.

"Where's the grizzly bear? If my hapless boy ever comes across..."

Although it is winter, not all grizzly bears will hibernate according to the rhythm, and some grizzly bears that do not store enough fat will go out to forage for food.

"In the same way, if the murderer is a grizzly bear, there should be more traces of the fight and blood left on the road." The boy's black eyes looked at the cave again. About half the height of a man. There's no room for a giant like a grizzly."

"What exactly is that?" Old Huck said in pain, covering his face, "How could it prey on humans?"

"Can't delay any longer!" He suddenly stood up, his cloudy eyes shot a ruthless color, and said resolutely, "I feel that he is still alive, waiting for me to go in and save him!"

"You don't even have a decent weapon now, so how do you fight with what's inside?" Roy tugged hard and made old Huck quiet, "and rushing in without knowing the target, not only can't save people, but also catch up own life."

"I only had this child in my thirties, and his mother eloped with him when he was born," Old Huck said anxiously, "it's all my hard work to bring him up, and if he just goes, What's the point of the old man's life?"

"Listen to me first, I actually have an idea." Roy's dark eyes flashed with a trace of light. Because he was not sure whether the people in the cave survived, he did not dare to use extreme methods, such as throwing alchemy bombs into it, or using smoke to force the contents out.

But since that thing would be a mile away from the cave, it must have had a hunting instinct to bring Basher from the river to the lair. Even green dragons are seduced by poisoned sheep, not to mention other beasts.

"Old Huck, go buy a chicken or a duck now, hurry up, it's better to buy it from a nearby farmer's house!"

"You want to elicit that thing?" Old Huck was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant. "Will it be fooled?"

"Try it, use a poultry to probe its bottom!" Roy reminded,

"By the way, remember to wrap the mouth of the chicken and duck, and don't lead to that monster in advance."

...

Half an hour later, Old Huck came over with a majestic rooster with black and yellow feathers and shiny hair. The rooster had a rope wrapped around his beak and couldn't make any sound. With the wings, you can't even struggle.

And Roy, who was waiting on the spot, has also poisoned the steel sword and a new batch of crossbow arrows.

"What should I do next?"

"Just wait quietly, don't make any noise while waiting!"

Roy took the big cock and touched its hot body a few times, "I'm sorry, I can only sacrifice you to save people."

Immediately, half of the paralyzing poison was applied to its body, and then the rooster's sharp mouth was forcibly opened with his left hand, and the remaining half was poured into it.

Finally, he slashed the red cockscomb with an arrow, and let the blood flow out, throwing the cock toward the hole.

"Gu, gu, gu——" The big rooster made a long cry as soon as it landed, and fluttered its wings violently around the pile of turnips in front of the front cave, scurrying around.

But the paralyzing poison took effect quickly, and after five seconds, it seemed to be drunk, with its two chicken feet as if stepping on the clouds, walking crookedly, and swaying, looking naive.

The two people who were hiding behind the tree to observe, involuntarily slowed their breathing, a solemn expression flashed on their faces, and their eyes did not blink.

The big cock fell to the ground motionless, after about half a minute...

The two of them saw a flower in front of their eyes, and they saw a calf-sized, spherical creature covered with black hair popping out of the cave with lightning and flint—

It looks like a combination of a fly and a spider, but has no wings on its back. The hideous and ugly head has two ruby-like eyes on the top, and a pair of curved worm feet on both sides of the huge bloated abdomen, like a fully charged spring, obviously has excellent bouncing ability. There are also two sharp and short chelicerae used for attack under the head, which flashed coldly.

"Shh-"

A mass of white flocculent spewed out from the monster's mouthparts, hitting the fallen rooster, wrapping it in a ball, wrapping it like a mass of maggots.

The monster rowed on all fours, and with a disgusting continuous "crunch" sound, pulled the "live maggot" with a snow-white spider silk and slid back into the cave.

The whole process came to an extreme, no more than a second, but at a glance, Roy had firmly locked its information——

"Transfiguration"

Age: 2

Life: 80↓ (weak)

Attributes:

Strength: 6↓

Agility: 8↓

Constitution: 8↓

Perception: 6↓

Will: 4↓

Charisma: 4

Spirit: 5

Skill:

Cobweb Spray LV1↓: The deformed spider can accurately spray a mass of cobwebs with extremely high viscosity towards the target from a distance. The cobwebs are stronger and more sticky than ordinary ropes, and it is difficult for ordinary people to break free.

Low-altitude jump LV1↓: After one second of accumulating power, the special leg structure of the deformed spider makes it jump out of forty latitudes at an extremely fast speed, and pounces on the target to suppress it to the ground.

Digestive Venom LV1↓: Transfiguration spiders will use two fangs to inject extremely corrosive digestive venom into the captured prey, and wait until the fat, blood vessels, muscles and bones in the prey are all turned into body fluids, and then slowly suck.

Spawning LV1↓: When the ambient temperature is too low, the deformed spider will not lay eggs in the outside world, but will inject spider eggs into some strong captives, making them a hotbed for hatching children.

...

"Transform spider? It turns out that the white sticky substance is a cobweb," the teenager suddenly realized. "Because the cobweb is wrapped, there is very little blood left on the grass."

"Uh...uh..." A strange struggle next to him brought him back to his senses, and Roy instantly released the palm that was tightly covering Old Huck's mouth, "Sorry, I covered it too hard!"

"Huh—" Old Huck stroked his chest and took a long breath, and his flushed face returned to normal, "Master Roy, I almost thought you wanted to kill me."

"What kind of monster is that?" He slowed down, lowered his voice immediately, stared at the hole and said with lingering fear, "The hybrid of a giant spider and a fly? I have never seen such a terrible thing in my life, more than a water ghost. Even scarier."

"You can call it a field demon or a deformed spider, it's very dangerous..." The young man's eyes flickered, and he faintly retreated in his heart. He remembered that the deformed spider was an extremely difficult monster. If the other party was in a normal state, he would turn around and run away.

But it is weak...

According to the observed information, its skills and attributes have shrunk greatly. If sufficient preparations are made, it may not be impossible to fight this "little spider"?

But there is a problem. As gregarious creatures, the polymorphic spiders can reproduce like rabbits, and they usually hunt together in numbers. So how many are there in the cave?

"Master, do you think my poor boy is still alive?" Old Huck turned around in a hurry and asked, "What should we do with that thing?"

"How often does Basher come to the river to fish?" Roy asked without answering.

"Once a fortnight..." Old Huck said with great certainty, "It has been maintained for several years, I will never forget it!"

"Where did you mention the place south of the Wigan River?"

"A vast swamp, full of poisonous insects, snakes and ants, almost no one dares to go there."

Then this deformed spider is most likely to have migrated from the Great Swamp recently, and it became weak for some reason!

In the luckiest situation, it hasn't hatched a spider yet, and there is only one in the cave...

"Your son still has a chance to survive," Roy couldn't bear to deceive the other party. "The transfiguration will not kill and devour the target directly, but digest it with venom before sucking it. Basher may be in a coma."

Of course, there is a more terrifying situation. This monster is weak after giving birth, and he is parasitized by spider eggs.

"Rush into the hole is a dead end, we have to set up another trap, a bigger and more sophisticated trap, to give up all the things in the hole!"

Roy's idea was perfect, but he underestimated a father's worry about his child, and just finished speaking-

Old Huck has been crushed by the words "venom", "digestion" and "sucking", and rushed directly to the hole, roaring frantically!