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The warm and warm sunshine sprinkled on the body through the mottled tree shadow, finally bringing a touch of comfort to Mok.

In the nearby jungle, the host birds were stunned and swiftly screamed on the top of the forest, breaking the tranquility of the forest.

After a whole night of rushing, in the dark jungle of the unobtrusive, in the primitive jungle where the branches are stretched, the vines are everywhere, and the bushes are everywhere, although his forehead hits the black-green, his mouth is high and swollen, but from there The terrible nightmare escaped from the jungle.

This road ran wildly, although no creature was chasing him, but Mok continued to look back, as if there was any invisible demon that seemed to follow him.

The eyes suddenly turned bright, and the continuous jungle came to an abrupt end. Under the soothing shallow **** is a green grass, and in the distance you can see the sharp corners of the small village houses and the smoky smoke.

Seeing this scene, Mok’s heart was put back in his stomach.

Rushing out of the jungle, Mok went straight to the small village without going back.

That is the village of Colca!

A small village on the edge of the Greenland forest, although the materials are not sufficient, but some meat and water can be replenished. So many mercenaries and adventurers who live in Greenland forests like to stop and stay there.

The village is dead.

It stands to reason that this time should be the busiest moment for the small village hunters. They want to enter the jungle in groups to check whether there is any gain in the trap. The old people in the village will meet in the village and the women will start to work in the house. After the front of the house, the animal fur that has just been prepared is dried.

Mok looked at the empty village in front of him with some doubts. He couldn't even see the few little boys who were always running around in the hollow of the village.

Are the people in the village not there?

No, there are people in the village!

After all, Mok is a mercenary, although the ability to kill is not very clever, but the ability to see the micro-knowledge is mastered. He was able to see the faint reflection of the eye behind every closed wooden house door, and he could see a heavy breathing sound.

"Hanke! Thor! Dhaka! Are you there? I am Mok! What are you hiding from? Do you not know me? Mok of the Black Bear Mercenary..."

When I heard Moke yelling over and over again, a wooden house in the village slammed open the gate, and the familiar figure of the hunter Hank appeared at the door. Somehow, he did not come out to meet Mok as boldly as he used to, but stood silently in the shadow of the door and slowly let out the road.

Mock, who was shocked by Puding, ran through the jungle for a night, and the tiredness that had already been struggling could not be tempered and could not wait to get into the house.

"Hanke, no matter what you have here, I will bring it to me first. I need to go back to Lanqiu City immediately after I take a break. I tell you, you must tell the villagers, this time is absolutely Don't go into the mountains again. There..."

As soon as he entered the house, Mock slightly adjusted his eyes to adjust to the darkness inside the house. He immediately found out that the dozen or so hunters in the village were actually here. They stood quietly in the house, and it was difficult to see the expression on their faces in the shadows.

"Are you in a meeting? Why don't you know a light?"

Mok’s words were not finished yet, and the back was suddenly dark, and Hank even covered the gate again.

As a result, the wooden house became more and more dim and evil!

Mok suddenly attacked the spirit and made a cold war. For the first time, he felt the strangeness of the scene.

His body just stepped back, and he was hugged by a man from behind, and then rushed up two people. The big man with a pair of irons grasped his arms and shoulders.

"What are you doing? It is mine...I am Mok..."

Mok struggled to struggle, and his right hand wanted to touch the dagger behind his waist, but it was difficult for the three to hold from behind and on both sides. The hunters in the mountains have their strength, or three to one, so it is really hard to resist.

Just as Mok’s curse cursed, a sly figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The white hair and beard, an old face full of wrinkles, is the old village chief of the village of Kokar.

However, before Mok handed over the name of Nohan, the kindly old man suddenly opened his mouth and grew bigger and bigger. Because of the excessive mouth, the Noah dad even tore his mouth and cracked all the way to the bottom of his ear.

But he didn't open his mouth, but... it was a four-petal mouthwash, and the edges of the lips were full of tiny teeth that were intertwined with dogs and teeth. In the middle of the four-petal mouthpart, a tube of scarlet blood, suddenly ugly an ugly eccentric locust.

And the Noah dad stepped over and stepped over, and even opened the mouth of Mok with his lips, and spit the terrible locust into his mouth.

Mok was afraid of mourning, struggling with death, and screaming in his mouth.

Unfortunately, all this does not help!

The terrible locust drilled into his throat. After a while, when the three released their arms, Mok was no longer struggling, and all the painful expressions on his face disappeared without a trace, becoming a numb stiff look.

He lowered his arm, and a dark red color appeared in the depths of his eyes. Like other hunters, he stood silently in the dark waiting for the master's orders.

At this time, an almost transparent wind blame is floating above the wooden house, waiting silently for something.

"Hey, Grem, you are crossing the border!" A hoarse, mixed-like worm-like spirit wave suddenly rang in the whims of the whims of the wind.

"This is not to cross the border, but to track!" Glim's lazy voice was also passed through this temporary spiritual passage: "You also saw, I am tracking my prey! Should I go to the roots?" Where did you tell me that I had intercepted the prey that belonged to me halfway?"

"Hey, you want to sue it! The order given to me is to block the mountain of this piece, not let any idle people wait in and out. I am just executing the order. As for you, a powerful fire sorcerer Actually let a human mercenary pass through your territory. Should you explain your incompetence with the roots!"

"You don't have to... Since this prey has been cut off by you, then forget it, I will leave!" When Grim’s words were finished, the wind grotesque began to rise slowly, and a pair would soon leave here. appearance.

"..." Entique in the invisible darkness suddenly raised his vigilance.

Since he has dealt with this Glim, he has never spoken well. This time, the soreness of the weak retreat immediately made him feel a little wrong.

Just as Entick was suspicious, the wind that rose to the sky suddenly passed down a spiritual wave: "Right, Entique, do you check each other's body every time you make a worm?" ?"

As soon as the words were finished, the wind blame rushed into the jungle without returning.

At this time, the body of Mok in the wooden house suddenly began to heat up sharply. The whole person turned into a human bomb in an instant, and when the whole body swelled to the limit, it exploded.

Because of the relatively dense "insect" hunter station in the lodge, Mock's explosion was accompanied by the remaining 7 worms. These 7 worms were riddled with splashed bone fragments and horrible plasma with high temperatures, and then melted painfully.

In the body of each worm, there is a heart-worm that was nurtured by Entico. In this moment, 8 heartworms are destroyed, and the mental pain brought to Entic is conceivable.

In the next second, Entic's screaming screams rose to the sky.

It’s a pity that the wind blame has already escaped and I don’t know where to go!

............

When Glim returned to the wizarding camp with a series of prisoners of war, the boy followed him.

The young man is called A Devin, and his hometown is in a distant place called Cletti. It is rich in grape wine and is also a well-known and beautiful area. Unfortunately... As he awakened the eccentric talent, he was forced to leave his hometown and lived a life of vain and hiding in Tibet.

It is a pity that even if he hid in the depths of the Greenland forest, he was still stuck in the cave by the crazy hunter-hunters of the mad dogs. Seven companions who have been together for six months have died six, and he is the only survivor. This is still the group of hunting hunters who want to take him back to the city for public execution, which temporarily left him a life.

However, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes in the night of yesterday, so that he has embarked on a completely different path!

Only two or three days have not been seen, and there has been a huge change in the camp.

A three-story stone tower has stood up, and a dozen mechanical beasts are floating outside the stone tower, carefully smearing a special rune line on the tower wall.

Although this is not a true wizarding tower, it is enough to temporarily serve as a wizarding residence through the continuous reinforcement of solid runes, anti-magic runes, and anti-predictive runes. More and more refined items and witchcraft can't be separated from the Alchemy Lab and Alchemy.

Therefore, giving priority to the creation of witchcraft towers has become a top priority!

After returning this time, Grimm found that the witch beasts outside the camp were twice as large as before. And on several powerful wizard-level witch beasts, Glim also found traces of the spoils he had sent back.

Such as bloodthirsty ogre, such as violent giants, such as poisonous giants...

These powerful wizard-level witch beasts are too rough, and the life system is unstable. At first glance, it is a defective piece of the temporary chapter. Although there is no loss in the strength of such a guy, it can reach the strength of the wizard-level, but the vitality is only a short one or two months.

When Grim and Shungen began to hand over the newly captured Hunting Knights and human mercenaries, Juvenile Aidewin was watching everything in the camp with a pilgrimage.

For him, this is simply the holy land of the dreamcaster, and the place where he is willing to swear!