My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

When Crown rushed out of the church door, he happened to see the strong demon bird grabbing a man and disappearing in the gray mist outside the camp.

More than twenty little demon birds were hovering at the edge of the light, howling at the top of their lungs.

Woo-goo, wooo-goo

He rushed to the tower and found the scene very chaotic.

From time to time, demonic birds swooped down in the sky, accompanied by intensive gunshots. The panicked night watchmen raised their crossbows to shoot without even aiming.

Bang, bang, several patrolmen fired desperately to embolden themselves.

When the demon bird was halfway down, it quickly pulled up to avoid the incoming attack.

Crown saw that although many demonic birds were hit, the wounds were not fatal and they flew into the darkness again.

Referring to the example of the demon bird leader being able to regenerate his limbs, injured monsters can recover within a few days.

Karen, help Karen.

Here comes the priest, look at Davis, my God, his throat is completely scratched.

Concentrate on the tower, Nick yelled.

Quick, hit the tower, Del helped maintain order.

In the gray fog, the howling of demonic birds could be heard from time to time, sometimes near and sometimes far away.

Remember all the injured, Del counts the casualties, Nick ordered, hitting the ground heavily with the flail.

Crown helped treat the wounded, whose wounds were concentrated in vulnerable parts such as the throat and eyes.

After checking all the wounded, he shook his head slightly with a stern look.

The monster's attack was clear. The wounded man's throat was scratched to pieces, and nearby blood vessels were torn off. Such injuries could not be treated under the conditions of the camp.

There were two other people who were blinded in one eye, covering their bleeding eyes and wailing.

The uninjured Night Watchman hugged his teammates and pressed his hands on their bloody throats helplessly.

Father, Lord Knight, can they still be saved?

Nick and the two were speechless.

Blood poured into the trachea of ​​the wounded. They kept coughing, their eyes widened and protruded outward, and their feet kicked up and down on the ground.

Gradually, the wounded stopped moving and lay quietly in the arms of their comrades. The men choked slightly, and sadness weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

Wu Gu, the howl of the demon bird came clearly.

Crown looked up and saw the strongest demonic bird throwing down a round object, which was clearly a head.

A large number of monster birds suddenly rushed out of the gray mist and quickly dodged back, seeming to laugh at the humans on the ground.

Ah, many of the night watchmen roared angrily and raised their hand crossbows to fire, but with almost no results.

Crown took a man's hand crossbow and aimed and shot it himself. The weapon was not smooth enough. Fortunately, his prediction was accurate and he hit a demon bird in the abdomen, but failed to shoot it down.

He judged that the flying speed of the crossbow arrows was much slower than using a longbow to shoot wooden arrows.

After the night watchman vented for a while, Nick stopped and said: That's enough, the demon bird is too flexible, stop.

Crown pulled out his revolver and aimed at the gray mist area where demons were infested with concentration.

Bang, bang, bang

He fired three times in a row, pouring out all the remaining bullets. Two demonic birds fluttered and fell straight to the ground.

Woo-hoo, the demonic birds burrowed into the gray mist one after another, their voices getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared completely into the night.

Good shot. Some of the night watchmen exclaimed when they saw the result, and their originally depressed expressions immediately became vivid.

Out of bullets. Crown put the revolver back in the holster.

Sir, use my gun. Two patrolmen came over and handed over their pistols.

Crown caught it and continued to aim at the edge of the gray mist.

After waiting for a long time, the demon bird did not appear again, but occasionally neighed in the distance, and the sound was eerie and terrifying.

He put down the gun and checked the magazine out of habit. His face suddenly darkened. There were no bullets in the gun in his hand!

He quickly checked the magazine of the other gun, and there was only one bullet left in it.

Crown bared his teeth and handed the gun back, saying, Thank you, but you'd better fill it with bullets next time you give me a gun.

The two patrolmen had embarrassed looks on their faces and whispered: The team's bullets are about to run out.

At this time, Del came over and gritted his teeth and said: Sir, one person was taken away, and none of the six injured survived.

There will be a cremation for the dead comrades tomorrow. The three groups of night watchmen will be combined into one group to be more vigilant. Nick shouted with a louder voice:

Crown will participate in the vigil tonight and will definitely be able to repel the incoming monsters.

That's great, came the excited echo from the crowd.

Everyone carried the dead night watchman into the cabin and then returned to their positions.

At this time, Captain Hull of the patrol team stood up and said: I'll go and take out all the bullets in the inventory.

Crown stopped him: No, you can keep it for use.

He turned to Del and said, Bring me the arrows you made recently.

Yes, my lord, Del turned and left.

Then I'll go back first. I'll have to keep an eye on the vigil in the second half of the night. Hull's expression became more relaxed.

Nick nodded with a Yeah and Hel jogged to catch up with Del.

Watching the two people leave, the priest let out a sigh of relief: Thank you for your support, otherwise this attack would have had a huge impact on morale. Your natural shooting talent is so strong, no wonder you are willing to spend time practicing pistols and bows. .”

There will be more things for you to marvel at in the future. Croun smiled implicitly: Not bad, my shooting touch is very good.

He gritted his teeth gently and his eyes flashed: Tomorrow, I will lead the team to cut trees. We will only cut trees in open areas, so that I can support everyone.

Yes, as long as it can cause enough damage to the monster birds, they will not pose enough threats after the number is reduced. Nick paused and asked: Do you need me to come over in the second half of the night?

No need, staying up all night occasionally is fine with me.

Well, thank you for your hard work and be careful.

After the priest left, Del walked over carrying a bundle of white things on his back, two quivers on his waist and a gray cloth bag in his hands.

Crown noticed that the bag was sewn with the fleshy wings of a demon bird.

Sir, I have been busy smelting ore these days, and there are only more than forty finished products. Del put down the thing behind his back, which was a bundle of wooden poles.

I have brought all the materials and tools here and can make it for you on site.

Okay, you teach me first. Croun helped pick up the arrow shaft, and the two of them walked into the wooden house.

He found a few straw mats, covered the people on the ground, and then followed Del to learn how to make arrows.

The firearms had no bullets and could only be used as scrap metal. He had long had the idea of ​​​​making his own arrows.

I happened to catch up today, so I simply started learning directly, so that if Del was not around, I would not be without arrows.

He decided to find time to learn blacksmithing from Del, at least to know the forging process and be able to forge arrowheads by himself.

Although you can choose stone for arrows, high-strength metal is still the best choice.