Chapter 131: Unexpected footprints

　　 Two blocks away from the shelter camp, a protruding observation post. The militiamen demolished the surrounding buildings and used these materials to build a simple barricade. Four militiamen were watching the surroundings from the barricade.
　　 "Captain, Master Mancini's team has been out for almost an hour, should we report it?" a militiaman worriedly asked the only captain in chain mail in the barricade.
　　 This team leader is one of the few extraordinary people in the camp. He also reclaimed his own farm in the Black Forest. As a result, his site was chosen on the territory of a violent badger. Although she had recovered a life, she lost an arm. As a crossbowman, she had to return to Port Anthony to seek a living.
"You're right, it's too quiet here, I feel a little bit wrong." The one-armed captain looked at the surrounding streets and houses. The silence made him think about the day when he was attacked by the violent badger in the jungle. It was also so quiet, as if the surrounding air had frozen.
　　 "You take Mike, Harris and the others will go back and report there is a problem here, so that the camp is ready." The one-armed captain decided to trust his own judgment and let these young people retreat.
　　 "What about you, captain?" the young man in the lead asked while looking at the one-armed captain who was still on the barricade.
"Mancini's team may be back right away. I'll wait for them here. And I can't even see the shadows of those monsters. We will all withdraw. I can't afford to lose that person." The militiaman said: "If I don't go back in half an hour or send someone to report, you know what to do."
　　 Just as the captain and the militia gave orders, in a house that had been demolished for most of the part in the distance, a weak woman's voice came through from behind the wall: "Please help me..."
　　 The one-armed captain and the militiamen looked at each other. All the surrounding buildings had been searched by the militia. Even the gates were demolished to build a defensive wall. There was nothing in that house for a long time! The captain was sure, because he searched the house himself.
"Captain, what should I do?" Several militiamen clenched the temporary spears in their hands. The monsters they repelled before dawn caused the militiamen to pay quite heavy casualties, if not for the leading knights and Ranger, I'm afraid that the camp will not persist at all.
"Please help me..." The voice behind the wall passed through again, and the experienced captain found that the woman's voice, both in pronunciation and intonation, was exactly the same as last time without any fluctuations. There were no injured people. Ways to do this.
"It seems that those monsters have new ideas, but I still have to go over and take a look. We can't be ignorant of their new tricks, otherwise the camp will be dangerous!" The one-armed captain looked at the militiamen behind him: "I need someone to come with me. The others are ready to escape. If anything is wrong, run to the camp and tell them what happened!"
　　 "I'll go with you, Captain!" The leading militiaman stood up without hesitation. The captain nodded to him, and the two men crept close to the house.
　　 "Are you injured?" The one-armed captain watched carefully inside the room. The room was dark and could not see anything.
"Please help me..." It was the same voice, repeating this sentence like a repeater. The captain winked at the militia who came with him. The young militia hurled the stone in his hand into the room. Falling into the room, there was a puff.
In the shadow of the room, a pale-skinned woman wandered out, her red eyes, her arms turned into sharp limbs at a speed visible to the naked eye, she crossed her chest and screamed: " Please help me!"
　　 The one-armed captain immediately dragged the man next to him and ran back, and at the same time shouted to several militiamen in the distance: "Run!"
　　 However, several monsters with human appearance suddenly appeared from the other side. They quickly caught up with the panicked militiamen at a speed far beyond ordinary people, piercing their heads with their keratinized forelimbs.
　　 "No!" The one-armed captain turned and threw down the female aberrant who had rushed to his side, shouting to the only militiaman who was still alive: "Run! You must go back alive and tell Mr. Marx what happened here!"
　　 In the noble district of Port Antoni, a city guard is patrolling the streets. Recently there have been too many accidents that have left the entire city unrest. Even the city guards who usually pamper themselves have got up earlier than the chickens and patrolled the streets again and again.
"Please help me..." A weak voice came from the alley on the side of the road. Under the leadership of the officer, the patrol team of seven followed the voice and walked into the alley, lost news.
At the same time, in the cave, the ranger stretched out his hand and shot the last arrow in his quiver, nailing a tentacle protruding from the soil above to the wall: "Nothing found~EbookFREE.me~ it Not within 500 meters of the surrounding area, I think it played us! This is a trap!"
　　 The demon hunter turned his gaze to the witch, and Altea also shook his head: "Nothing was discovered, this monster has not used any void power."
　　 The witch looked a little embarrassed at this time. As a spellcaster, whenever she releases a spell, the resulting void shock will attract a large number of distortions and tentacles. Along the way, she had to rely on her own physical strength to keep up with the team, maintaining a small lighting spell with minimal consumption, providing the team with lighting equivalent to a torch.
　　 Demon Hunter crouched on the ground, carefully searching for traces on the ground inch by inch. Relying on [Small Light Vision], he could clearly see the traces of repeated crushing by the tentacles on the ground.
　　 He can find a guerrilla in hiding in the rain forest with traces left half a month ago. He can find a resistance organization member who has been lurking for many years in the city through clues! But he couldn't find out which one he was looking for in a pile of tentacles, because there was never a course or training to teach him how to track a huge tentacles!
　　 The silver-haired witch held the hand of the demon hunter: "I feel you are a little irritable and calm down. Remember, among the futures I have seen, there is a future, and we have solved this disaster."
　　Huh, the demon hunter took a deep breath. This situation beyond his grasp made him a little confused. This is not the emotion he should have.
　　 Then, he found a human footprint. The footprint was swept by a trace left by a passing tentacle, leaving only the front part of the foot less than five centimeters away, so he could find it for the first time.
　　 Judging from the size of the footprints and the shape of the shoes, this is a footprint left by a fighting nun!