From Fangzheng's point of view, the hotel in Innsmouth was worse than the Mountain God's Temple in the Legend of Sword and Fairy world.
At least the Mountain God's Temple looked decent, but this hotel looked like a pig farm. Not only was there only one usable guest room, the bathroom was nailed shut with wooden planks. The owner said it was a leak repair. There was nothing else in the room other than a bed and a sofa. Even the lights were broken. They could only use a kerosene lamp …
This time, not only did Fangzheng's face turn livid, but Francis also wore a look of melancholy. It was already dark, but the shop owner was charging extra for the kerosene lamps. If this were any other time, Fangzheng would have called 12315 to lodge a complaint. Unfortunately, there was no such thing in that era. Even if there was … it had nothing to do with this godforsaken place.
What should he do?
He had no choice but to sleep.
Francis lay down on the bed while Fangzheng slept on the sofa nearby. As for the little angel, she used her invisibility ability to lie on top of Fangzheng's body — Francis would not be able to see her anyway. As for Fangzheng, he naturally felt extremely satisfied and comfortable while hugging the tiny and soft angel.
Initially, Francis wanted to have a chat with Fangzheng but after a day of traveling and circling around Innsmouth, he was exhausted. Eventually, he fell asleep as he chatted with Fangzheng. Only Fangzheng was still chatting with Nimfu in hushed tones, saying some insignificant things.
However, after an unknown period of time, the expression of the little angel on Fangzheng's body changed slightly. She looked up.
"Master."
"Hmm?"
"I've detected more than 10 life signatures moving in our direction."
"Oh, I sensed it too. Let's see what they're up to."
Fangzheng leaned back on the sofa and his lips curled into a smile. He knew why these people came looking for him in the middle of the night. Francis might have thought that the monsters of Innsmouth were looking for a sacrifice, but Fangzheng knew that the young man also had the blood of the Deep One in him. It was obvious that these people were here to drag Francis down with them.
Of course, in the original novel, Francis knew nothing. He only knew that he was in deep trouble. In the end, he tried his best to escape from the town. When he returned home, he discovered evidence that his ancestors were related to Innsmouth. In the end, Cthulhu treated him like a piece of candy.
But this time, Fangzheng suddenly felt that he could have some fun in a different way …
The hotel had been in disrepair for a long time, and those people obviously did not have the skills to sneak around. When they went upstairs, they woke Francis up. Fangzheng of the young man's eyes blinked and sat up abruptly. He stared at the door of the room in fear. His ears perked up like a guard dog.
Following that, Francis hurriedly got off the bed and came to Fangzheng's side. He reached out and gently pushed him.
"Sir, sir?"
"I heard you. Don't worry, let's see what they are up to."
Fangzheng waved his hand and answered in a low voice. Francis finally relaxed when he heard Fangzheng's answer. Francis then remembered that he had locked all the doors from the inside before he went to bed — even though some of the locks were useless, for safety's sake, he used a chair to block the doors. No matter what the intruders were up to, they would not be able to come in now.
Soon, a series of heavy footsteps stopped at the door. Then came the sound of a key opening the door. Fangzheng rolled his eyes when he heard this. Looks like the Deep Ones are really stupid. Even Sun Erniang, the Ancient Mother Worm, would know to let her drink a few cups of wine before killing her, but you just came in here without any stealth skills?
Francis became even more nervous. However, he was just a poor student. He did not even have a gun. After searching for a long time, he could only use a broken chair to boost his courage. Instead, Fangzheng patted his hand and reached into his pocket to take out a silver-white gun. Francis sighed in relief when he saw the gun. He was an American after all, so he was no stranger to guns. Even though the color of Fangzheng's gun was a bit strange, it looked quite handsome.
After all, appearance was half the battle power.
"Clack, clack."
At that moment, the unlocked door was opened by the intruders. They tried to push the door but it did not open — after all, there was a table and chair behind it.
But the next moment, they started to …
"Dong dong dong!"
They started to smash the door!
Are the Deep Ones really that stupid?
Listening to the banging on the door, Fangzheng had a feeling that the idiots outside were not only less than five in terms of combat power, they were also less than five in terms of intelligence … To be honest, even though the demons had minions and followers, their followers were either ruthless or cunning, so they shouldn't be this stupid, right?
Could it be that Cthulhu was also a retard?
After all, there was basically no one in the game who could fight against the Old Gods. Perhaps Cthulhu itself was not that intelligent.
If I remember correctly, Azathos doesn't seem to have a high IQ. What's his other name? The God of Blind Stupidity?
Just by listening to him, one could tell that he was a retard.
"Sir, sir, let's run!"
At this time, Francis was also shocked. Although he felt that something was wrong with this town, he didn't expect that it was really a black shop!
Are they going to kill me and make me into a human bun?
"Run? Where? "
Fangzheng looked around and retracted his gaze.
"Let's fight our way out!"
As soon as he said that, Fangzheng turned his right hand, raised the gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger at the door in front of him.
"Bang!!"
Along with the gunshot, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, which surprised both the attacker and Francis. The attacker didn't expect the person inside to have a gun, and Francis didn't expect the man to be so tough. He didn't even give them a chance to shoot.
"Let's go!"
Fangzheng walked to the door and kicked the table and chair that were originally used to block the door. The next moment, the heavy table and chair were kicked away like they were made of paper. They whizzed through the door and crashed into the end of the corridor. Francis was dumbfounded. There were no Hollywood blockbusters in this era. Just the scene in front of him was enough to stun him.
Francis did not expect that this seemingly polite gentleman would have such a violent side to him!
"Let's go."
Fangzheng gestured to Francis and walked straight out of the room. At the end of the corridor outside, broken tables and door panels could be seen smashing into the wall. One or two legs could also be seen below. Obviously, even if the idiots who smashed the door did not die under Fangzheng's gun, they would have been smashed into pieces by the "door cannonball".
"Wa ya ya ya!!"
As soon as Fangzheng stepped out of the room, he saw a farmer in shabby clothes holding a licorice fork rushing down the stairs and stabbing him with the fork. Seeing this scene, Fangzheng could not help but think of the hospitable villagers in Yanan Town.... Damn, it's all passed down from generation to generation!
If that's the case, I won't hold back anymore.
With this in mind, Fangzheng raised the gun in his hand and fired a few shots. Immediately, the hospitable villagers who had pounced at him fell to the ground.
"My God, what did you do?!"
Francis also came out at this time. He was also dumbfounded when he saw this scene. Although Francis had thought that the other party was going to harm him, when he saw so many corpses lying all over the corridor, he could not wrap his head around it for a while.
"You actually killed them!?"
"Do you think it's better to be killed by them?"
Fangzheng snorted at Francis' lamentation. He stretched out his foot and randomly flipped a person over.
"And these guys aren't human."
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Francis curiously poked his head out to take a look. Then, his expression changed. Just as Fangzheng said, although the "person" in front of him was wearing a farmer's clothes, he was not human at all. His head looked like a hybrid between a human and a frog. His eyes were so big that they protruded out of his eye sockets. Not only that, his nose also seemed to have no nose, and there were even layers of gills on his neck.
Not only that, Francis saw that between the man's fingers that were holding the pitchfork, there was a Pu?!
"My God, what kind of monster is this?!"
After taking a closer look at the monster, Francis hurriedly moved closer to Fangzheng. He did not expect these guys to not even be human!
"In any case, they are definitely not anything good."
Fangzheng inspected the Deep Ones seriously and then he frowned slightly. All this while, Fangzheng thought the transformation of the Deep Ones was some kind of curse but from the looks of it, that was not the case. After all, the gun he was holding was the Demon Slayer Sword, Astor — it had the ability to remove all curses. If this transformation of the Deep Ones was some kind of curse, then the bullet fired by Astor should have dispelled it.
But since it was not dispelled, it could only mean that it was not a curse. Then it was a genetic mutation?
Oh well, that was not important.
When Fangzheng and Francis exited the hostel, the whole of Innsmouth seemed to have woken up. Incoherent screams could be heard everywhere. They could even see the glow of torches and lights from afar.
"Mr. … Mr. Fangzheng, I think we should run for our lives."
"Run?"
Fangzheng snorted as he looked at Francis, who was so frightened that his legs went soft.
"Where can we run to? There isn't even a car here. That broken car has probably been damaged by now. You saw it when you came here. There's nowhere to go. "
"Then, then what should we do?"
"Let's charge in. I would like to see what these people are up to."
As he spoke, Fangzheng stomped hard on the ground with his right foot. Then, a scimitar beside his foot suddenly spun and flew up, landing on the table beside Francis with a bang.
"Come, take this machete and follow me. Don't worry, we'll be fine."
"But … But they are monsters!"
Francis felt like crying when he heard Fangzheng's explanation. He had heard some stories about Innsmouth from the crazy old drunkard earlier in the day, including how they had made a pact with an evil existence and those mysterious nightmares … At the time, Francis thought it was just a horror story from the countryside. He did not expect it to be documentary literature!
"Don't worry about that. I'm good at dealing with monsters like this."
Fangzheng turned the gun in his hand and aimed forward again.
"R-really?"
Francis finally reacted when he heard Fangzheng's words. It did not seem like this was the first time he had encountered such monsters. Otherwise, he would not have been so calm.
"Kind sir, who exactly are you?"
"Oh, about that …"
Fangzheng rolled his eyes at Francis' question.
"I'm a demon hunter, Van Helsing."
It's just a name anyway. It doesn't cost me anything, does it?
Innsmouth was still pretty decent during the day, but when night fell, it had completely turned into a nest of monsters.
Fangzheng and Francis had only taken a few steps when they encountered a group of Innsmouth villagers armed with various kinds of weapons. Although they were all wearing clothes, it was obvious from their unbelievably large hands and feet that they were not human.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect the old man to be telling the truth."
Francis was dumbfounded when he saw the monsters holding torches. He initially had some confidence with the machete in his hand, but now that he saw this scene, he did not know what to say.
"He said that the people of Innsmouth made a deal with the devil by the sea. He also said that the children they gave birth to turned into monsters. I thought it was just a dazzling …"
Bang!
However, before Francis could finish his sentence, the man raised the rifle in his hand and shot at the barrel not far away from Francis. Francis was so scared that he shivered. Fangzheng raised Aster nonchalantly, pulled the trigger, and fired a series of merciless shots at the villagers in front of him.
Aster looked like a fusion of a revolver and a short sword, but in Fangzheng's hands, it had the firing speed of a Gatling gun. All Francis heard was a series of popping noises. The villagers fell to the ground like harvested wheat. A few who reacted quickly tried to hide behind the carriages, but Fangzheng tore them into pieces along with the carriages.
"Phew … that felt good."
Fangzheng could not have felt better after throwing Aster. He could even feel the excitement in Aster through the trembling of the sword hilt in his hand. After all, Fangzheng had always used Lestia as his main weapon. Aster was more of a secondary weapon for defense and counterattack. But this time, Fangzheng did not plan to use Lestia. After all, she was such a big sword. It would be more convenient to use Aster in its spear and sword form.
This gave Esther a rare fighting spirit, and he began to display his strength in high spirits.
"Alright, let's move on."
After dealing with the villagers blocking the way, Fangzheng continued forward. Francis hurriedly followed. Although he really wanted to leave Innsmouth right now, he knew very well that if he did not follow Fangzheng, only death would await him!
Even so, Francis's heart was beating like a drum.
"Sir, where are we going?"
"Do you even need to ask?"
Fangzheng chuckled at Francis' question.
"Of course we're going to look for the main character!"
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