Just when Blade parted ways with Dayan and the others, the mercenaries after the battle really set up a camp on the grassland, ready to rest for half a night, and then go to find trouble with the werewolves after dawn.

In the mercenary camp, a newly lit bonfire was blazing, and the air was filled with the sound of a crackling sound when wood was bursting.

Next to the campfire, Senna was constantly casting the magic 'Healing Touch' to treat the injuries of the more seriously injured mercenaries, while the other less seriously injured mercenaries mostly lay staggered in the darkness of the camp, where the fire could not reach, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Boss, Steelrock really won't hang up, right?" Copperbeard was one of the few mercenaries who hadn't fallen asleep yet. When Senna had finished treating the last of the seriously wounded mercenaries, the dwarf, who had been standing by the unconscious orc warrior, got up and walked up behind Senna, still uneasy, to ask the same sentence a third time.

In the first half of the night, the dwarves contributed a lot of their efforts, and at this time he was very tired and wanted to fall asleep, but he was worried about the safety of the orc warriors who quarreled with him all day, and as a result, he couldn't sleep at all.

"Copperbeard, are you bothered? The boss has already said that Gangyan is not life-threatening, but he has broken his right arm and three ribs, this kid is stronger than a bear, where can he hang up so easily? I dare to promise, don't look at him injured like this now, when he wakes up, he will immediately be like a raven and make noise with you all day long!" Boss, help me take a look at this left leg, why didn't your healing magic work, and the wound is bleeding again!"

Senna was stunned and looked down at Roy's left leg. I saw that the newly bandaged white bandage on Roy's left leg had been stained dark red by blood at this time. Senna was puzzled when he saw this, because he had just been treated with magic, and the wound had obviously stopped bleeding, so how could it suddenly stop bleeding again? Senna crouched down, removed the bandage on Roy's left leg, and after carefully examining the wound for a moment, his brow gradually furrowed.

At this moment, in the blurred and rolled flesh of Roy's left leg, some earthworm-like muscles were wriggling, which were rapidly growing muscles under the impetus of healing magic. However, whenever the wriggling muscles were entangled and the wounds were about to heal, a feminine air flow that had penetrated the flesh and blood would gently stir the tangled muscles apart, making them impossible to close.

"It's the combat skill 'tearing', you're afraid that this knife wound won't heal for a while!" Senna said with a solemn expression.

Roy's face turned pale suddenly, and then he scolded hatefully: "Damn, this wild dog actually uses such an insidious trick!"

Roy had heard of the combat skill 'Tear', and knew that it was a combat technique that poured the fighting energy of the cold attribute into the wound, making the wound unable to heal, and was resistant to healing magic. 'Tearing' is an intermediate level in combat skills, and it can only be mastered by a warrior at least level 5 or above. The duration of the bleeding damage it deals depends on the caster's level of Fighting Spirit, and the most serious consequence is that the injured person's body will be drained of blood and turned into a dried corpse. Due to the existence of magic resistance, after receiving a 'tear' injury, the injured person can only rely on medicine to heal him.

"I mainly carry magic potions, and I only bring a bottle of gold sore medicine. However, this vial of gold sore medicine should be able to suppress the injury on your leg in a day or two so that it does not continue to bleed. Senna pulled a small bottle out of his bosom, opened the cap, and sprinkled the powder from the bottle on Roy's wound.

"Your leg will only be properly healed when you return to Fort Glory!" Senna said as he got up after bandaging Roy again.

Roy grimaced and nodded.

"Hmph, Roy, didn't everyone say that after entering the werewolf camp, the first target to kill was Edric? Edrick is a fifth-level thief, he is good at dodging and hiding, and with the werewolf guard, it is not easy to kill him. And you, a level 6 thief, were the most suitable person to attack him in the melee. As a result, you chose the target as the werewolf team leader from the beginning, but in the end, not only did you fail to kill the werewolf team leader, but you were injured yourself, I think you did it yourself!" Now he found an opportunity and immediately blamed Roy.

"Copperbeard, what do you know?" Have you ever heard of the common sense of the art of war, 'shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first and capture the king'? I changed the target to the leader of the werewolves, just to kill him and let this battle be finalized! As long as the werewolves are finished, Edrik will not be able to escape!" Roy immediately retorted dissatisfied with the dwarf's accusations.

"I don't know how much dry stuff you have in your stomach, but I know you didn't manage to kill even a werewolf, and I smashed at least one of the werewolves' heads!" the dwarf scoffed.

"Shorty, are you looking for a draw? It just so happens that the two of us haven't had a trick for a long time, come on, let's talk about it now!" Roy had a cold face, and even the name of the copper whisker had changed, and it seemed that he was really angry.

"It's a pity that you're a disabled person now, uncle, I don't want to take advantage of you! When you're healed, we'll see you again!" Copperbeard said with a disdainful face.

"His grandmother, shorty, I'm really you today!" Roy said angrily.

Both of them are fiery and have no intention of lowering their voices in the quarrel. The other mercenaries in the camp who had fallen asleep were suddenly woken up by the two of them, and they all got up to see what was going on.

"That's enough, you two shut up for me, don't yell anymore! Rest me early, I really have a lot of energy, save it for tomorrow when I fight the werewolves!" Seeing that Copperbeard and Roy really had a dry stance, Senna suddenly felt a headache.

Roy and Copperbeard glared at each other and let out a heavy 'snort' at the same time, then turned their backs and ignored each other.

The mercenaries who woke up also fell asleep again after seeing that the quarrel between Roy and Copperbeard had been suppressed by Senna, and there was nothing to see.

However, one of the mercenaries happened to feel a little urinating at the moment, so instead of falling asleep immediately, he walked out of the camp and unbuttoned his belt to relieve himself.

The night breeze on the prairie was very cold. The mercenary who had not yet woken up and was in a daze was agitated by the cold wind, and a bubble of urine could not be spilled in the first place. The mercenary cursed twice, took a deep breath, and was about to force urine out when a furry palm silently touched the back of his neck. On the fingertips of the palms, sharp claws glowed with a miserable white glow in the moonlight.

The mercenary was startled, and when he was about to open his mouth to scream, the five fingers of his outstretched palm suddenly closed, and the sharp claws on the fingertips pierced the mercenary's throat deeply. Before the mercenary could utter, his screams stopped abruptly, and he went limp, and he fell slanting. Behind him, a sharp blade appeared.

After the blade eliminated the peeing mercenary, he slowly lowered his body to the ground without making a sound. He gently unhooked the magic bow behind his back, drew a magic arrow and put it on the string, aiming at the figure sitting with his back to him by the campfire.

"Goodbye, Senna!" Blade said silently. Just as he was about to release the full bowstring, less than twenty meters away from him, a small tornado suddenly rose with a 'boom'. The tornado sent up debris and rubble flying everywhere, several pieces hitting the blade in the face. The blade was startled, and the hand who was about to loosen the string and release the arrow subconsciously paused. Although he reacted quickly and immediately shot the magic arrow in his hand, the moment the tornado rose, Senna was clearly on guard, and his figure flashed and disappeared around the campfire. And at the moment when Senna disappeared, the magic arrow shot by the blade also plunged into the side of the bonfire.

"Someone triggered a magic trap set by the Boss!"

"Is it a werewolf? Is it a werewolf?"

"Look, it's the atavistic spotted hyena king in the werewolf team!

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As soon as the mercenaries in the camp lay down, they were awakened again. They grabbed their weapons one after another and prepared for battle.

At this moment, not far outside the mercenary camp, a small column of tornadoes firmly restrained the Hellroar, immobilizing it. It turned out that when the Demon Spotted Hyena King, like the Blade, quietly touched the edge of the mercenary camp, it was unlucky to touch a 'Wind Binding Spell' trap set by Senna, and instantly became a turtle in the urn.

Seeing the mercenaries surrounding, Hell Roar suddenly panicked. When one of the mercenaries who rushed to the front picked up the broadsword in his hand and made a slashing motion, Hell Roar was even more frightened and raised his head and shouted: "Master, save me!"

In the moonlight, a magic arrow with a cold light as cold as frost came in an instant, piercing the neck of the mercenary who slashed at the roaring hell with his sword. The mercenary snorted and fell to the ground.

"Idiot, aren't you a high-level earth-based demonic beast, how can a 'Wind Binding Technique' trap you?" Blade scolded, holding a longbow and looking at the panicked Hell and roaring.

"That's right, Tu Dun, Tu Dun!" Hell Roar reacted immediately, and immediately howled and activated the magic of the 'Earth Escape Technique'.

"There's a werewolf there!" The mercenaries also spotted the blade, and immediately divided five of them, and pounced on the blade with murderous vigour.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

The blade retreated sharply as it fired three arrows in succession. With the plucking of the bowstring, three gorgeous blood flowers bloomed one after another in the dark night. The sharp arrows were not in vain, and three arrows in succession accurately hit the throats of the three mercenaries. The other two mercenaries saw that the sharp blade archery was so accurate, where did they dare to catch up, and hurriedly bowed down, with the help of weeds, to avoid the sight of the sharp blade. Even the mercenaries who roared around Hell were so frightened that they all fell to the ground in fright, not daring to expose themselves to his sight after they found out that the blade had shot and killed the three of them in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, it's you again!" a shout of rage came from the mercenary camp. Immediately, a figure jumped out, not afraid of the sharp blade and arrow, like a god, and pounced directly on him.

Among the mercenaries, the only one with such ability can only be Senna.

It turned out that when Senna dodged the dark arrow and saw that the sneak attacker was actually the werewolf he had fought with not long ago, and that the powerful bow that killed four of his men in a row was what he once had, he couldn't help but be furious.

Previously, he had used a hidden arrow to sneak attack the blade, and now he was returned to the other by the blade, which was clearly a naked provocation and humiliation. The pride of the elves made Senna decide never to let go of the werewolf in front of him and make a break with him.

Seeing Senna lunging towards him, Blade smiled coldly and did not release the arrow again. Because he knew that the two of them were of equal strength, and the arrow he shot could only be in vain. Blade turned his head to look at the location where Hellroar was trapped, and saw that although the tornado pillar formed by the 'Wind Binding Technique' was still spinning, there was no Hellroar in it, and only a large hole remained on the ground.

Knowing that Hell Roar had escaped with the 'Earth Escape Technique', Blade immediately stopped staying and turned around and ran towards the vast grassland. He made up his mind that as long as the mercenaries didn't catch up, he would immediately return. Anyway, he and the mercenaries are in love, and they want to keep them awake all night.

"Chase, we can't let this wolf cub run away!" several mercenaries roared angrily, turning over and stepping onto their horses.

"I'll just chase it alone, all the uninjured people will stay in the camp to take care of the wounded, be careful of the werewolf sneak attack!" Senna's voice came from afar, and the mercenaries who were about to chase after him were stunned when they heard the sound, and slowly put down the horsewhip raised in their hands.

A few hundred meters away from the mercenary camp, next to a small mound, the dirt on the ground suddenly became loose. With the splash of dirt, a black shadow burst out of the ground.

Hell roared and shook his body, shaking off the dirt chips from his body, his eyes fixed on the direction the blade had left, and his eyes rolled a few times, as if he was thinking about something.

After half a sound, it finally said to itself: "Although I have signed a 'master-servant contract' with this werewolf boy, he can kill me with just one thought, but in the end, the 'master-servant contract' is still a kind of spell, and it is also limited by the distance of casting! If I stay away from him from now on and do not appear by his side, he will not be able to threaten me with the 'master-servant contract'!"

"Hmph, I can't afford to mess with me, I can always afford to hide!"

With that, Hellroar turned around and left in the opposite direction to the blade.