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In the nearby jungle, there are resident birds that are frightened, flying fast and singing above the treetops, breaking the tranquility of the mountain forest.

After a whole night of running wildly, in the dim jungle where he could not see anything, in the primeval jungle where the branches stretched out, vines and bushes were everywhere, although his forehead was bruised and the corners of his mouth were swollen, he had finally escaped from the terrible nightmare jungle.

Running wildly, even though no creatures were chasing him, Mork kept looking back, as if some invisible demon had been following him.

Suddenly, the continuous jungle came to an abrupt end. Beneath the soothing shallow slope is a green meadow, with the sharp corners of the village's wooden houses and curling smoke in the distance.

Seeing this scene, Mock's heart was put back in his stomach.

Stumbling out of the jungle, Mock headed straight for the small mountain village without looking back.

That's the village of Colca!

A small village on the edge of the Greenland forest, although it is not well stocked, it can still be replenished with some meat and water. Therefore, many mercenaries and adventurers who make a living in the Greenland forest like to stop and spend the night there.

The village was dead silent.

It stands to reason that this should be the busiest time for the village hunters, who would go into the jungle in droves to check for any catches in the traps, while the village elders would meet at the head of the village to chat, and the women would begin to dry freshly tanned animal skins in front of and behind the house......

Mork looked at the empty village in front of him with some confusion, he couldn't even see the hairy boys who were always running around in the open space of the village.

None of the people in the village are there?

No, there are people in the village!

After all, Mok was born as a mercenary, and although his ability to kill people is not very skillful, he has mastered the skills of seeing subtleties. He could see faint reflections in his eyes from behind the closed doors of each of the wooden houses, and he could also detect the sound of heavy breathing.

"Hank, Thor, Dhaka, are you all there? It's me, Mok, what are you all hiding, don't you know me, Mok, the Black Bear Mercenaries, ......"

Hearing Mork's shouting over and over again, a wooden house in the village creaked open the gate, and the familiar figure of Hank Orion appeared in the doorway. Somehow, instead of coming out to greet Mock as boldly as he used to, he silently stood in the shadows inside the door and slowly gave way to the way.

The frightened Mock had been running around in the jungle all night, and he couldn't wait to get into the house.

"Hank, whatever you have here, bring me food and drink first. I'm going to need to get back to Blue Hills right away. I tell you, you must warn the people of the village not to go into the mountains again during this time. There......"

As soon as he entered the house, Mo Ke squinted slightly to adjust to the dimness of the house, and was immediately surprised that the dozen or so hunters in the village were all here. They stood silently in the room, their faces hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to make out the expressions on their faces.

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

Before Mock could finish his words, there was a sudden darkness behind him, and the Hank actually closed the gate again.

As a result, the inside of the wooden house became more and more dark and demonic!

Mock shuddered suddenly, and for the first time felt the strangeness of the scene in front of him.

As soon as his body took a step back, he was hugged tightly from behind by a man, and then two more people rushed up, and his arms and shoulders were grabbed by large hands like iron pincers.

"What are you doing? It's mine...... It's me Mok......"

Mock struggled, his right hand trying to touch the dagger behind his waist, but he was held hostage by the three from behind and on both sides. The hunter in the mountain already has the strength to do it, and if it is still three against one, it will be really difficult for Moke to resist now!

Just as Mock hissed and cursed, a rickety figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The gray head and beard, and the wrinkled old face were none other than the old village chief of Kokar Village, Father Norhan.

However, before Mock could hand over Norhan's name, the kind-faced old man's mouth opened suddenly, and it opened wider and wider. Because his mouth was so wide open, the old man Norhan even tore the corners of his mouth, all the way to the base of his ear.

But he didn't open his mouth, but ...... Rather, it is a four-petaled hideous mouthpart, and the edge of the lip flap is full of interlaced canine teeth, which is creepy to see. And in the middle of the four-petal mouthparts, inside the scarlet and blood-red pipe, an extremely ugly and strange scorpion suddenly drilled out.

And the old man Nohan came over step by step, and actually pried open Mock's mouth with his lip flap, and spit the terrible scorpion into his mouth.

Mock was terrified, struggling desperately, and a terrible whine came out of his mouth.

It's a pity that all this will not help!

The terrible scorpion struck down his throat. After a few moments, when the three of them let go of their arms, Mock stopped struggling, and all the pained expressions on his face disappeared into a numb and stiff appearance.

He lowered his arms, a dark red in the depths of his eyes, and like the other hunters, stood silently in the darkness waiting for his master's orders.

At this time, a near-transparent wind breath monster was floating above the wooden house, silently waiting for something.

"Hmph, Grim, you've crossed the line!" a hoarse, noisy, worm-like mental fluctuation suddenly resounded in the core of the Storm's mind.

"It's not called crossing the line, it's tracking!" Grim's lazy voice also passed through this temporary spiritual channel: "You also saw that I was tracking my prey! Should I go to Kogan and sue you, and actually intercepted the prey that belonged to me halfway?"

"Hmph, you can sue me if you want to! Kogan's order to me was to seal off this area of the mountains and forests, and not let any idlers enter or leave. I'm just carrying out orders. As for you, a powerful fire wizard has allowed a human mercenary to break through your territory. Shouldn't you explain your incompetence to Kogan?"

"No, no...... Since you've intercepted this prey, forget it, I'll go!" As soon as Grim finished speaking, the Storm Breath began to rise slowly, looking like it was about to leave here.

"......," Ntik, who was hidden in the shadows, snapped his alarm.

Ever since he dealt with this Grim, he had never had a good conversation. This time, he retreated so happily, which immediately made him feel a little inappropriate.

Just when Ntik was suspicious, the wind breath monster that rose to the height suddenly sent a mental fluctuation: "By the way, Ntik, don't you check the other party's body every time you create a worm?"

As soon as he said that, the wind breather rushed into the jungle without looking back.

At this time, Moke's body in the wooden house suddenly began to heat up sharply, and the whole person turned into a human bomb in an instant, and exploded with a bang when the qi and blood in the whole body boiled and expanded to the limit.

Due to the dense density of "insectized" Orion stations in the hut, Mork's explosion affected the remaining 7 insects. The seven bug-men were struck by flying bone fragments and horrific blood at high temperatures, and then melted in pain.

Each insect has a Hearteater in the body of Ntik, and this time, 8 Hearteaters were wiped out in an instant, and the mental pain brought to Ntik can be imagined.

In the next second, Ntik's angry and shrieked curses rose into the sky.

It's a pity that the Wind Breath has long since escaped and is gone!

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When Grim returned to the wizard's camp with a barrage of prisoners of war, the boy followed him.

The boy's name is Edwin, and his hometown is in a distant place called Cletty. It is rich in wine and is also a well-known region with beautiful scenery. Pity...... As he awakened his strange talent, he was forced to leave his hometown and live a life of exile and hiding in Tibet.

Unfortunately, even though he hid in the depths of the Greenland forest, he was still blocked in the cave by the mad dog-like demon hunters. Six of the seven companions who had been together for half a year died, and he was the only one who survived. It was the group of demon hunters who wanted to capture him back in the city and put him to death in public, which temporarily left him with his life.

However, his life changed drastically last night, and he embarked on a completely different path from then on!

I hadn't seen him for two or three days, and there had been a huge change in the camp.

A three-story stone tower had already been erected, and more than a dozen mechanical beasts were floating outside the stone tower, carefully etching special rune lines into the tower's walls.

Although this is not a real wizard tower, it is enough to temporarily serve as a wizard's residence after the continuous reinforcement of the solid rune, the anti-demon rune, and the anti-prophecy rune. If more and more elaborate demonic items and witchcraft potions want to be refined, they can't do without the alchemy laboratory and alchemy table.

Therefore, it has become a top priority to prioritize the construction of the Witchcraft Tower!

After returning this time, Grim now had twice as many witchcraft on the outskirts of the camp as before. And on several powerful wizard-level witch beasts, Grim also showed traces of the loot he had sent back before.

For example, bloodthirsty ogres, such as berserk great apes, such as poison-eyed giants......

These powerful wizard-level witch beasts are too rough to refine, and the life system is not stable at all, and at first glance they are defective products of temporary chapters. Although such a guy has no loss in combat power and can reach the strength of a wizard, his vitality is only a short one or two months.

As Grimm and Kogan begin to hand over the newly captured Demon Hunter Knights and Human Mercenaries, Young Edwin is watching everything in the camp with a sense of worship.

To him, this is simply the holy place of the spellcaster of his dreams, and it is also a place he is willing to defend to the death!