MTL - Becoming An Ancient God From Blood Therapy-Chapter 282 Magical Journey

When Astor obeyed Joel's suggestion, he drank the glass of "water" without any hesitation.

In an instant, a burning sensation spread from his mouth along his esophagus, and then exploded in his stomach!

After more than ten seconds, Artes' face was as red as a monkey's butt, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Where is this water!?" Artes, who had been well educated since childhood, did not swear even at this time.

Joel took a thin sip and said, "The water of life is the strongest wine in this tavern, with a purity of 96%. It can make you arrive at Arkham with a fiery body!"

"I..." Artes still wanted to speak, but felt his head dizzy, and then sat down on the chair, speechless.

The others laughed loudly at this time: "The thirty-second!"

Since Arkham was blocked, this mountain path has always been an important transit point for them, and it was very simple at first.

But under the continuous improvement of everyone, there is actually a good bar here.

The owner of the bar, Whittaker, was an Arkham mailman who was injured for some reason, and then by chance became the owner of the sled dogs and related transportation preparations.

It can be said that the Wickett boss is the one who guards the Arkham portal here.

Under the operation of these gangsters, legends about Arkham gradually spread, and many desperate people want to go to Arkham to seek the last hope.

Among these people, there are naturally also various spies.

The water of life is a kind of test. Now, counting Artus, thirty-two people have been tested.

Eighteen of them have already left this world, while the remaining fourteen have successfully entered Arkham.

When Artes was hazy, everyone asked him a simple question. After confirming the details of this guy, Artes survived.

Half an hour later, Artus gradually woke up, and just opened his eyes, he saw that everyone in this group of gangsters was fully armed, wearing thick leather coats, animal skin hats on their heads, and scarves around their necks. of death.

There are also thick cotton boots on both feet, heavy gloves on both hands, and everyone has become a bloated fat man.

Here, Joel, who has been "fat" for two laps, threw an old animal skin coat to the confused Artes and said, "You will be frozen to death on the way to Arkham. of."

Artus is a person who is willing to listen to other people's advice. He doesn't hesitate to put on his coat obediently.

When Artes followed these people out of the tavern one after another, he found that seven very strong sled dogs had appeared on the white snow outside.

This sled dog is very robust, and even a little out of the category of canines.

The dark back, the snow-white limbs, some 22 expressions, and a pair of blue eyes full of quirkiness all declare that these sled dogs have special spirituality.

After coming behind the sled dogs, Artus found that the group of sled dogs were standing there normally, with a shoulder height of one meter five, like a small horse.

At the same time, their limbs were thicker than normal dogs, and on the paws that were slightly sunk into the snow, Artus also faintly found the sharp and somewhat unusual paws.

"This...is a dog!?" Artes looked bewildered.

Scarface on the side laughed and said, "I was shocked when I saw it for the first time, but it's fine after I get used to it. After all, this is Arkham's dog."

At this time, a young man in thick clothes came over and said, "It's the old rule, two people on a sled, fasten your seat belts, and if you fall and die, I'm not responsible!"

Hearing this, Artus shuddered and turned his head to look at the very simple sled, with a seat welded by some steel bars and iron sheets.

Joel smiled: "Don't be afraid, it's very exciting! You sit with me!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

During the conversation, everyone had already sat on the sleigh, and Artus fixed himself on the steel chair with a strap that was as wide as his palm, still feeling a little unsure.

"Let's go!" With an order, the young man actually rode a bigger...dog to take the lead.

And here, Artes first felt his body leaning back for a while, and then he saw the big dog pulling the sled forward at a high speed with endless wind and snow.

This speed is not even slower than the cars on the road.

"My God! What kind of monsters are these!" At this moment, Artus felt that his worldview had collapsed.

On the road that followed, Artes did experience the excitement that Joel said. The sturdy big dog was pulling the sled and galloping. In this white mountain stream, it kept making sharp turns and drifting.

Not on that cliff, but on that steep hill.

Artus felt very uncomfortable at first, but when he overcame his inner fear, he actually felt that such a journey was full of poetry and romance.

"How happy would it be if I could watch this scene with Lynn and Bol?" At this moment, Artus suddenly thought of his wife and children.

After an hour, the whole journey has been covered halfway.

The team... It should be said that the dog team also stopped one after another~www.novelbuddy.com~ Let this group of people with frozen hands and feet move their bodies.

But just when they stopped, the young man in front suddenly shouted: "There is an ambush!"

This group of gangsters instantly pulled out their already loaded guns and guarded the surrounding area.

At this time, a team of hundreds of people suddenly appeared in the white snow all around them and surrounded them.

They were wearing snow suits and armed with sophisticated military-style weapons, and everyone had a gloomy expression, as if they would turn them into a hornet's nest if they moved a little.

"It's over!" Artston's face paled when he saw this scene.

"You **** mice can really hide, you actually thought of going to Arkham from here." Accompanied by the voice, it was an officer with a gun.

Joel smiled and said, "Sir, it's just a matter of life, let's make a living!"

"Hmph, let's make a living, how dare you lowly mice say such things?" the officer said, raising his hand.

"Shoot them all! Leave these dogs behind!"

Click!

As the gun was loaded, Artus seemed to feel the pain of being shot through his chest.

Ten times the number gap, the other side is a well-trained army, and this side is just a group of rabble.

"F*k! They're all dead anyway! I'll fight with them!" Scarface just now yelled and shot with a gun.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the sound of gunshots rang out, and this group of fierce bandits skillfully found cover and began to deal with this group of regular troops.

However, surrounded by them, they are only surviving.

In five minutes, five people had already died.

The rest of the people are also wounded, disabled, and desperate.

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