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Taucent was picturesque during the day, but at night it was a bit scary.

The wind was bleak, the trees were swaying, large vineyards cast shadows of demonic dances, and various monsters appeared from time to time in the wilderness. The mountains are creeping like giant beasts at the end of the sky and the earth, only sporadic fire flashes in the field of vision ... Looking at the dark road, the Ranger Knight Yallin shivered fiercely, turning the horse's head towards the Silver Salamander Inn Speeds up.

I must have drunk too much today before I ran so far in one breath at night!

Prophet Lebi Ouda, you know I almost fell into the mire and became a new water ghost ... Fortunately, his horse knew the way, and he steadily took him to the silver salamander in the night direction.

But when he saw the light of the torch in the hotel from afar, he suddenly heard a horrible voice ringing in the darkness of the wilderness! The sound pierced his ears like a dagger, causing Yarlin to fall in shock with a thump.

He heard someone chanting and said, "My assistant, the day you appeared, the entire marshes of Taosent whispered your name: pinch ... pinch him, pinch him, pinch him to save the world , Otherwise he will definitely pit father ... "

Although the voice was low, it spread far away in the wilderness!

Yallin shivered as if falling into an ice cellar.

The spell was strange and weird to listen to, and made him disgustingly want to vomit! The process is like singing and cursing. Although he can understand every word he says, Yarlin vowed that it was never the meaning he heard ... especially the word "death" repeatedly mentioned in it was even more so. Erlin is sure that it is an evil magic!

As expected ... when he thought so, a sudden green light illuminated the nearby sky.

Yallin saw a dark figure standing deep in the wilderness, holding a green light high. In front of the shadow, a huge mountain-like monster is slowly crawling out of the void ... Lebi Ouda! What a horrible monster it was, even in the deepest nightmare! It is like a combination of hill giants and countless serpents!

The crazy creepy "snake hair" seen under the green light scared Yallin's body stiff and his legs were soft; the heart was cold, the crotch was hot ... Finished, and the dominoes I drink today are all gone Too.

At this time, when a huge "snake hair" was waving, he accidentally swept across the road near him.

The already frightened Yallin suddenly came to life, he climbed on horseback, and madly ran towards the hotel! Behind him, the green light gradually extinguished, but Yallin knew that the monster must still be watching him, maybe he was still chasing behind ...

During the rush, he suddenly had a thought in his heart. Am I really suitable for the job of demon hunter?

*****

"Aide One, aren't we too kind to do this?" Shen Yan said while standing on the summoned tentacle monster and heading towards the depths of the Sansredo Swamp.

That's right, he just deliberately scared Yarlin just now-no one can take advantage of Shen Yan without paying a price!

The tentacle monster will not answer, it is still the irresistible look of that pair of students. As a monster, I have been summoned recently, and I have to become a regular soldier. How do I crack it? Waiting online is quite urgent.

Shen Yan really likes to summon this monster with hundreds of tentacles, because it is so easy to use-whether as a laboratory helper or logistics staff, they are very competent, and even logging and building houses are very good at mixing agricultural materials. !

From a practical point of view, all you can beat is a fart! Where is it more useful? You can see that Shen Yan gave it the name "Assistant No. 1". If there is no accident, it will definitely change from a part-time calling monster to a full-time calling monster.

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After nightfall, it is time for water ghosts to officially start their activities.

Thousands of water ghosts and marsh witches drilled mud and searched for food in the swamp shrouded by night, far beyond imagination.

From the beginning, Shen Yan knew the difficulty of this commission-he had confidence in his own strength and confidence in the number of water ghosts-the real difficulty is that I do n’t know how much is in the Treasury ’s treasury money……

"Come on, Assistant No. 1, let's have a Maori war dance first." Looking at Yingying Swamp, Ying Yan ordered.

So the crawling tentacle monster stopped, first sorted out hundreds of tentacles and divided them into four similar parts, and then stepped on one or three, "Boom!" "Boom!", Threw one or three, "Slap!", Very good!

So the majestic "pop!" And "pop!" Sounds began to sound uniformly under the night of the swamp!

Raised in unison, dropped in unison, trampled muddy water, swaying drops of water! When dancing, hundreds of tentacles made a neat "Boo" sound in the air! Powerful and majestic!

It seems like an army of hundreds of people is struggling to pat the shield and move forward in an array!

The impassioned Maori war dance is like a large mocking device-the sound made attracts water ghosts and swamp witches within a radius of ten kilometers. Since the swamp monsters can dig into the mud to hide, pedaling the swamp gives them a natural sense of security, allowing them to come and watch without any worries.

But the night also hides tentacle monsters, swamp monsters generally have infrared vision, but the tentacle monsters in the dead land have no body temperature at all.

So that when they came around, they didn't know what kind of monster they were around.

*****

Killing?

My family doesn't do that kind of things when it touches.

Shen Yan lifted the magic wand, and the yellow-green cloud condensed on the end of the wand was launched in one direction, and then spread over the swamp surface to quickly expand into a 40-foot-diameter fog area. And after drifting with the wind, the diffuse area is far beyond 40 feet. The group of water ghosts shrouded in clouds and fog uttered countless short screams, and then fell down like a mowing, turning into corpses floating on the mud.

The more powerful marsh witch only fluttered a few small splashes, and also collapsed with the death.

No blood, no scary wounds, this is the purest killing!

Shen Yan waved his wand and hesitated to launch a cloud towards the dense water ghost around the tentacle monster, turning the swampy areas into a dead place. High efficiency seems to be a harvester.

This is the five-ring magic [Death Cloud Technique] that Shen Yan has almost never used, showing the real fangs for the first time!

[Death Cloud Technique] is capable of mass killing weak living beings. It is the magic Shen Shen chose for the purpose of cracking the tactics of the sea. Helpless when he chose this siege for the first time after the surgery, it turned out to be a wild hunt for ghosts. They are not even living things!

Therefore, until now, [Death Cloud Technique] only came in handy for the first time.

...

Seeing the surrounding gradually becoming a silent area, Shen Yan stopped his stick and patted the number one assistant who was still dancing.

"Don't jump anymore, stop now, and see this muddy idea ... Dude, I finished the main job, and I will leave the rest to you."

Taking away the main credit, Shen Yan took out the tent to spread it and put it on the back of the touch. The back of the tentacles can remain stationary even when it is moving, which is almost smoother than a carriage. He put the tent here, the rope can pull the touch, and don't worry about getting into the tent to read and sleep.

The tentacle monster relies on hundreds of tentacles to squirm and move smoothly and silently in the swamp. The divine monster in the land of death is also not a living body, it can penetrate into the poison cloud without any influence, and tentacles roll up a corpse with a swamp monster.

First distinguish, and then cut off the left ear or claws as a proof of crusade against monsters; the remaining corpses are bled, unplanned, and cut, and the parts suitable for alchemy materials are arranged neatly, and even preliminarily treated to prevent corruption Bad spoilage; the remaining corpses are thrown into the swamp ...

Assistant No. 1 keeps repeating this process as if it were an infinitely running assembly line in the slaughterhouse. Everything is organized in a highly efficient and silent manner, and will never disturb someone's peace and joy.

Every two hours thereafter, Shen Yan got out of the tent and shot the dead cloud, killing! At other times, he hid in a tent and read books to recover his sub-divine power, and so on and back.

As the suitcase is filled with hill-like ears and alchemy materials, the water ghost in the Sansredo Swamp ... is about to become a thing of the past.

Shen Yan drove the assistant one and set foot on a hard land in the center of the swamp.

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