Chapter 250 The secret door in the cabin

"What is this?!"

Dreyfudou screamed. Even though the goblin hunter had rich experience in dealing with emergencies, he could immediately roll on the spot to avoid the fatal bite of the monster behind him, but he was also scratched by the sharp teeth full of saliva. The edge of the pointed ear was broken, and blood immediately flowed down.

But an experienced hunter was not a suitable target for attack. Even in this case, Drayford pulled out an arrow in time and inserted it into the gap between the monster's scales with his backhand.

"Fight back, fight back!"

The goblin hunter didn't care that half of his head was stained red with blood, roared wildly and began to fight back the attacker most violently. At this moment, others also reacted one after another. Sera and Ivy rushed forward, while Ron and Sylvia started chanting spells from behind.

The two students who came out of Eldon College were completely frightened by this sudden attack. This also confirmed Ron and Elden's statement: Gordon and Shiva didn't need to bother preparing any spells at all. In this kind of situation, Under the circumstances, thank God if they can release what they are best at.

On the other hand, it was their dean Elden. Ron couldn't help but look at him twice: this faded dwarf was definitely not an old antique who just sat in an office in the academy. He was quite familiar with the order and position of his scrolls, and at the same time he had not forgotten the routine. of spellcasting. The monster that sneaked up on the goblin fell to death under the saturation attack of weapons and spells before it could roar or wail.

It was not until this moment that Ron and others finally saw the attacker's full profile.

"What is this? Has it been skinned?" Drayford stood there in shock, while Victoria took out potions and bandages to bandage his wounds. He poked the motionless creature with his bow, trying to discern what it was.

"This blood-red layer is its skin." Elden first took out several scrolls from his backpack, filled up the reserves in his waist, and then cautiously approached the weird corpse. "Look, its skin The surface just looks like naked flesh, but it’s actually made up of scales of different colors.”

"No wonder, I just said that the first arrow didn't feel right when it was inserted." Driver shook his head. Victoria's bandaging skills were trustworthy, but there was an extra weight on one ear. It still made him feel very uncomfortable, "Aha! Look here, this is really a freak!"

The goblin pointed with his hand, and everyone looked along his fingers, only to see that the monster's limbs did not grow in the parts where most creatures should grow - the hands with sharp nails seemed to have been removed from the original ones. The place was disassembled and sewn to the top of its head. Perhaps because of this, Driver did not suffer more injuries.

This monster's only offensive weapon is its bloody lizard-like mouth.

"This looks like..." The two students finally came back to their senses. Gordon dared to get closer. He only felt that he might have seen this type of monster in the book, but it was far different. , so that he couldn't be sure.

"It's that 'like'," Elden confirmed his point of view. "This is a mini flesh golem. It's just that I don't know what the reason was for the maker to sew it up to look like this."

"For hags, flesh golems are generally used as servants and handymen. I can't figure out what kind of work requires sewing hands on the head."

"Perhaps bringing tea and water?"

Sylvia, who was casually expressing her wit, received a roll of the eyes from Elden and could only shrug: "Some slave owners in Carolina will indeed require slaves to lift items above their heads when delivering items. If they accidentally fall to the ground, the slaves will be killed." They'll get a good shot at both hands and arms."

"But that's not fair, right?" Shiva raised an eyebrow, "If this is the case, how can their injured arm continue to maintain balance in the subsequent work?"

The vampire glanced sadly at the young and innocent female student: "Congratulations on finding the blind spot - but this is the reason why many slaves were tortured to death."

"One mistake is enough to ruin their lives. Those with strong vitality will envy their weak companions: after all, when the outcome is certain, they will be beaten several times less."

Elden looked up at Sylvia: "It sounds like you are very familiar with this. Are you one of the victims of this vicious cycle?"

"If so, how did you survive?"

"First of all, I have half the blood of the Vampire family, which gives me a stronger recovery ability than ordinary slaves." Sylvia opened her mouth, showing the fangs in her mouth, "Secondly, I work as a slave of a mage. Both myself and my hands are worth more than other slaves."

"I was one of their possessions: you might throw things away when you're upset, but do you prioritize the more valuable items?"

Before the three Eldens could show their thoughtful expressions, Sylvia stretched out her hands and showed the scars left on them: "The answer is yes, because what you need is to vent, and Anything at hand can be an outlet, high or low.”

"Carolina..." Elden shook his head and looked at Ron again, "So, Lord, have you ever said that you have dealt with the hag here? Does she have such a bad character that she would do something like this? What's going on?"

"Almost all witches have bad personalities," Ron cast a spell, illuminating the dark room, "but this witch had most of her magic materials taken away by her mother and aunt. Even if you only look at the finished product, you can tell that the production of the flesh golem is not easy. I don't think this is her arm - at least it can't be done by one person alone."

"Add a few red hats?" Sera kicked over the small coffee table in the room, "Look, the footprints and scratches under the table!"

"Only those perverted little things wearing iron boots will leave such traces!"

"But they disappeared here, how is this possible? Their traces are not easy to hide!"

"The reason is very simple, they didn't disappear, but went underground here." Elden looked at the footprints on the ground for a long time, and suddenly reached out and moved one of the four legs of the kicked-over small coffee table.

There was a small movable mechanism on this table leg. When it was activated by Elden, the floor under everyone's feet began to tilt. After a while, a dark and narrow passage entrance appeared in front of them.