1542: C1542 What a Miserable Scene

C1542 What a Miserable Scene

He no longer bothered about the identity of this mysterious man in black helmet. Most of the Hunter in the surroundings had already been cleaned up. Loong Chuan immediately led his fellow disciples of Dragon Clan out.

Shu Qianyang's eyes looked even weirder. He came to Yang Xuan and sized him up. Then, he raised his head and looked into Yang Xuan's eyes.

Although Yang Xuan's face was covered by the facial armor, the facial armor had the shape of a flat mirror. There were two red light dots on the surface of the mask representing the position of his eyes. Therefore, Shu Qianyang could naturally find Yang Xuan's eyes.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "Take care of yourself." Then, he led Phoenix Clan to follow the Dragon Clan.

After the two families left, only Yang Xuan was left in the cell. Yang Xuan looked at the corpses of the Hunter on the ground and couldn't help but frown. That Golden Lined Hunter didn't look like a person at all, but in the bodies of the ordinary Hunter, there was still blood and flesh. A slash of the sword would also cause blood to flow out.

But this made Yang Xuan feel even stranger. Could it be that everyone was a Hunter, and there was still a division of grades and grades? These most ordinary Hunter were actually formed after a true person was controlled?

But no matter what, Yang Xuan was already certain that he loved you. These Hunter were not humans, but a strange race that came from the outer realms. They disguised themselves as humans and built their own base at the edge of the most remote old sea cliff in the Heavenly South. Their goal was to disguise themselves as the Beast Clan.

If that was really the case, then it would be troublesome. Although Yang Xuan hated the Heavenly Emperor Di Shitian, he deeply loved this land of the Heaven Realm. At least in his memory, he spent a long time here.

He didn't want these Hunter to destroy his home, so he had to do something.

Plus, although the people of Phoenix Clan were released, there was still a very important person who wasn't found.

Yang Xuan had carefully searched the cell, but he didn't see any trace of Shu Moli. Furthermore, when Shu Qianyang left just now, he seemed to have recognized him. But he did not mention where Shu Moli went.

Yang Xuan was sure that Shu Moli was definitely in this courtyard, but he didn't know that she was hidden in that corner.

He cut open the cell beside him with his sword and kicked the wall of the cell. He was surprised to find that there were no other rooms next to the cell. Instead, there was a wall behind it. Although the big house was located on the ground, the cell was a dungeon.

Yang Xuan thought for a while and then looked back in the direction he came from.

He returned to the hall. There were messy footprints left behind by the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Clan when they left. However, they were not stopped by the Hunter. It seemed that the Hunter had already known what was going on here, and was afraid. That was why it did not dare to take the initiative to appear.

However, there was more than one basement on this floor.

There was another room next to the door to the cell. When Yang Xuan first came here, he tried to push the door open but found that the door was tightly shut.

The two wooden doors were on the left side of the door, and on the right side was a staircase that led upstairs, although Yang Xuan did not know what was going on upstairs.

He thought for a while and kicked the tightly shut door. The door was very strong, as if there was a formation on it.

Yang Xuan kicked the door a few times before it finally broke open. Although the door was indeed made of wood, the wood used to make it was very unusual. At least with Yang Xuan's strength, he still needed to kick the door several times before he could open it.

Behind the wooden door was a dark passage. The end of the tunnel was dark, but it was on the ground. It was not underground. Yang Xuan walked forward, and the sound of wind could be heard from the tunnel. It sounded like the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves. It was especially frightening.

However, this also meant that at the end of the passageway, there was a ventilation area. It was very likely that there was a room at the end of the passageway.

Both sides of the passage were piled up with bricks. Yang Xuan knocked with his hand and found that there was an empty space behind. This made Yang Xuan even more certain that this was a room.

Yang Xuan walked quickly to the end of the room. There was a small door. The small door was closed and opened with a light push of his hand.

Behind the door, Yang Xuan saw a miserable scene, and he almost vomited.

Those were naked people, both men and women. They were all hung up and hung on the cross. The way they lowered their heads told Yang Xuan that they had lost consciousness.

Yang Xuan tentatively used his hand to scratch a man's foot, but as expected, he did not move. However, Yang Xuan could feel that the man was still alive, because his heart was still beating very fast.

On the man's head, there was a black thing that wrapped around his head. It was spreading downwards continuously. His head had already turned into the shape of a Hunter, and his body was still in human form. Yang Xuan immediately understood. Those ordinary Hunter were obviously wrapped by this strange black substance. After that, they would turn into Hunter.

At this moment, the chain on a cross not far away suddenly broke off. Yang Xuan looked over and found that the person on the cross had completely turned into a Hunter. He fell to the ground. After that, he got up again and looked around while shaking his head.

There seemed to be balls of dim light in the depths, and shadows kept shaking inside. However, Yang Xuan was not sure what it was. He walked further into the depths, and passed by the person who had turned into a Hunter. He asked the man in a low voice, "Hello? Can you still hear me?"

The Hunter raised its head and looked at Yang Xuan. It was stunned for a moment, then its eyes lit up. Then, it threw itself at Yang Xuan.0

Yang Xuan grabbed the Hunter's neck, but the Hunter was still struggling. It shouted with a hoarse voice, "Long live the God Hunting Palace."

Yang Xuan sighed. He twisted the Hunter's neck and sucked its blood into his body.

As he continued to walk deeper into the hall, Yang Xuan's heart began to beat faster and faster. The corridor was densely packed with ordinary people who were about to turn into Hunter. Yang Xuan roughly calculated the speed at which the strange black substance spread. A person would need about two days to transform into a Hunter.

This was a very torturous and painful process, causing Yang Xuan to hate those spider monsters even more.

At the end of the darkness, there was another tunnel on the left. There was a spirit stone lamp hanging on the wall, and the light seemed a little weak. However, he could still see a few Golden Lined Hunter and two Hunting King standing by the wall. But what surprised Yang Xuan the most was that in the corner. There was a golden Hunter covered in purple patterns.

Each and every one of these Hunter was standing on the same spot, like a corpse. Their eyes were empty, their mouths were wide open, and there was indeed a patch of black inside. Obviously, this was a Hunter that no one was controlling.

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