The closest adventure area to the city of bounty is the village of four leaves, according to which it is more than 20 miles, if you walk, it is estimated that it is difficult to reach before evening, so taking a caravan between the city and the countryside is undoubtedly the best choice.

There are many people who make a living from it, and caravans travel between towns and cities, bringing a bit of popularity and excitement to the villages surrounding the city.

As soon as he arrived at the rental car deal, before he could express his intentions, many drivers surrounded him: "Sir, do you want to take a car, mine is cheap and comfortable." ”

Renard didn't waste time, picked a random coachman, and asked, "How much does it cost to go to the Four Leaves Village." ”

Hearing these three words, the coachman who was around immediately walked away, and the coachman named by him said hesitantly: "Mr. is going to Siye Village, where it is not peaceful now." ”

Renard raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Because of the demons?"

Everyone shuddered involuntarily when they heard these two words, and the coachman nodded hurriedly: "That's right, it seems that there are quite a few, according to rumors, more than a dozen people have died at the hands of demons." ”

Renard was not too afraid, and asked again: "To go or not, I can add money." ”

"Add money?" the coachman hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and saying, "Ten coppers, ten coppers and I'll go." ”

Renard did not bargain, and directly threw the ten copper plates to the other party, and then turned over and got into the donkey cart.

The donkey cart was not slow, and it took less than two hours to reach its destination, and then the driver drove away as if fleeing.

Maybe it's because of the demons.,The number of adventurers in the four-leaf village has surged.,It's even more lively than usual.。

As soon as he stepped into the village, a large crowd of countrymen surrounded Renard like flies: "Sir, do you need a guide, I know where the demons are the most." ”

Contrary to what he expected, the people here didn't seem to have much fear of demons, and when they mentioned demons, they often showed enthusiasm for seeing gold coins.

Renard lined up and walked towards the nearest gathering point of adventurers.

There were already a lot of adventurers and mercenaries gathered there, and they were in groups of three or five, calling friends, as if they were ready to make a big move.

Of course, there are also many improvised adventurer squads that are recruiting new members, and the shouts are endless.

"Who doesn't have a team, we lack a mid-level shooter. "We're short of a mid-tier shield sword warrior. "Do you want any low-level scouts?"

Soon in the evening, countless adventuring teams marched towards the interior of the mountain range in the distance, and then seemed to turn into a little starlight, scattered in the dense forest.

Perhaps the number of demons in the mountain range had reached an extremely alarming level, and after a while, the faint sound of shouts of killing was heard, but soon it fell silent again.

Otis stood in the guest room on the second floor of the inn, looking at the lonely mountains in the distance, and his heart was extremely calm.

He did not follow the adventurers into the mountains, because he was a cautious man who would never put himself in danger without first understanding the situation.

Daniel Ske, as an ordinary adventurer, has three dreams: to advance to a high-level martial artist, to earn enough money, and to marry a beautiful wife.

Of course, the dream of being promoted to a high-level martial artist was a little far away from him, after all, he was still a long way from a middle-level swordsman.

But the second and third dreams are about to come true, he joins a good adventure party, he is now following them into the Ambrizet Mountains, this mission will make him a lot of money, and there is a girl in the village who is willing to marry him.

Truth be told, Daniel was reluctant to join the operation, but fellow adventurers told him that for every three little devils he hunted, he would get ten copper plates.

He knew that it was an abyss monster with the same strength as a goblin, and if he killed three, he could get ten copper plates, and he would soon be able to save enough money to marry his wife.

So here he came.

The early spring of the Great Southern Wilderness is always wet, with damp and frosty fog filling the depths of the forest, and insects and birds recovering after months of recuperation.

It didn't take long for Daniel's clothes to get wet completely, and his shirt was extremely uncomfortable sticking to his skin, but fortunately he was no longer the fledgling adventurer, so he didn't pay much attention to the situation.

However, when he arrived at his destination, unlike the beautiful scene he expected, he was not facing a weak little demon, but a sheephorn demon whose strength was not inferior to that of a mid- and high-level martial artist.

The other party is neatly arranged, there are probably dozens.

Fortunately, the number of his adventure group was quite large, and the strength was not weak, and the leader of the group was a high-level swordsman, so everyone started an extremely fierce battle with the Sheephorn Demon.

However, they soon discovered that the Sheephorn Demon was strong and powerful, and ordinary warriors were no match at all.

Two mid-level swordsmen can resist a sheep horn demon for a while, and if it is one-on-one, it will not take much time to be killed.

Daniel regretted it a little, and he wanted to run away.

Because he saw his fellow countryman, the adventurer with the strength of a mid-level martial artist, being directly smashed into a pulp by a certain sheep-horned demon with a giant hammer and a shield, and blood was splattered everywhere.

Although he tried his best to escape, his legs were limp and could not move, and there were shouts of murder everywhere, and miserable wails everywhere.

Just as he was at a loss, a claw demon stared at him, and then saw the man-tall decapitating sword slash at him.

The world is spinning, and the headless body is ......

The bloody scene in front of him was only the most inconspicuous of hundreds or thousands of slaughter fields, high-level martial artists could only protect themselves, and junior and middle-level martial artists could only flee in embarrassment.

Those who run fast may be able to leave alive, and those who run slowly can only be reduced to ghosts.

Deep in the Ambrizette Mountains in the northwest, a certain martial artist is fighting bloodily with his two-handed sword held high, and at the same time directs his members to cut and retreat: "Retreat, immediately retreat to the outskirts of the mountain range." ”

His opponent is a vampire demon bat, but it is obviously several times stronger than an ordinary vampire demon bat, and his body is also several times harder, and the enchanted greatsword slashes at the vampire demon bat, leaving only shallow scars.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, because he had already sensed that something was wrong: the body of the vampire demon bat seemed to be repairing itself!

He screamed inwardly that he was about to fly away immediately, but unfortunately it was too late.

A hazy black mist flashed, and the vampire demon bat instantly turned into a humanoid creature, with a hideous smile on the corner of its mouth, waving its long nails, and grabbing the head of the Douqi Martial Artist at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Blood splattered, and only the corpse with a burst head fell to the ground, and the body of the adventurer whose head was blown off suddenly seemed to be drained of blood, and quickly dried up.

The humanoid creature transformed into the Vampire Bat said something in a unique language, and then disappeared into the depths of the forest in an instant.