Dylan and Oscar quickly divided all the spoils.

Oscar took all the things related to fire magic, including fire magic stones, codex, scrolls, secret techniques, and so on. And, of course, all the alchemical medicine left over from the old fox. His purpose is clear, which is to sell for money.

Dylan really couldn't understand that a guy with several high-grade Holy Light Magic Stones would still care about such a few magic items, and he really wouldn't let go of a fly leg.

As for the storage card of the Imperial Gold Bank, Oscar handed it to Dylan in reluctance. The reason why he was willing to give it to Dylan was because he did not have a household registration in the Garneman Empire and could not use the card of the Garneman Empire's gold bank.

Dylan got the sparkling crystals, some casting materials, and the half-broken map.

In fact, Dylan knows that he must not have lost, because such an old magician will definitely have no less wealth in his life.

And judging from the ruthlessness of the old fox when he made his move, he is obviously already a veteran, and he must have done many murders and robberies, and it stands to reason that his loot is definitely more than that.

Therefore, it is obvious that there must be a lot of money in the storage card of the Imperial Gold Bank.

Moreover, Oscar also knew in his heart that Dylan had a lot of dedication and credit for being able to kill this fire magician this time, and he was embarrassed to take the gold card for himself.

After the two finished dividing the spoils, seeing that it was getting late, they found a safe place and prepared to spend the night.

"I said, Dylan, why don't you take me around the Garneman Empire? It's not fun to stay in this forest all the time, it's really boring to deal with those magical beasts of all levels every day!" Oscar said as he used the Holy Light spell to help Dylan deal with his burns.

Dylan chuckled: "Don't you like money the most? There are a lot of low-level monsters here, as long as we cooperate with each other every day and insist on killing five or six, then a simple beast core can be sold for thousands of gold coins, isn't that good?"

Oscar looked unhappy: "It's good to make money, but it's nothing new to call around like this every day." It's been almost ten days since I came to your Garneman Empire, and I haven't stepped out of this forest yet!"

Dylan turned to look at him, "Don't you want to look for your friends? ”

Oscar refused without hesitation: "No! I don't want to find them." Once I make peace with them, they will definitely bring me back to the Qur'an Empire, and I have managed to escape this time......"

Speaking of this, Oscar knew that he had missed his mouth, so he immediately pouted and said no more.

Dylan didn't ask much about this, but looked at the strange pendant around Oscar's neck, which looked strange and looked like a horn.

But the horn is not small, and it always feels strange to use it to make a pendant.

After observing this time, Dylan found that whenever Oscar was nervous, he couldn't help but touch the pendant with his hand.

"What the hell is that pendant of yours? I see you're always rubbing it, like you're precious. Dylan couldn't help but ask.

Oscar pinched the "horn", turned sideways, and said with a wary face: "Don't fight its idea, this is our family's heirloom." ”

Dylan was slightly stunned, and then cried and laughed: "Don't worry, I won't be as treacherous as that old man, I'm just curious to ask, if you don't want to say it, then forget it." ”

saw that Oscar hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, then I'll tell you." It's called the Horn of Death, and my father said you should never take it out until you have to. ”

"Death's Horn, the name is quite loud, is it really so powerful?" Dylan clearly didn't quite believe it.

Oscar looked serious: "Well, my father said that unless I confirmed that I might be going to die, I must not take it out and use it." ”

Dylan had never seen Oscar with such a serious expression, and he couldn't help but be a little skeptical. Since Oscar can't say why, Dylan won't ask anymore.

After Oscar's series of holy light magic healing, Dylan summoned the black panther and let it guard him for a short time, and then he fell into a half-conscious sleep again, and he could feel that he was one step closer to a fifth-level magician.

During this period of time, he first fought with the mica snake every day, enriching his combat experience, and today he had a life-and-death duel with the sixth-level fire magician, and he gained even more. After every battle, Dylan can make some progress and feel something, and it is not impossible to complete the upgrade task within a month as long as he works hard enough.

Dylan slowly understood that every actual battle on the edge of life and death can bring more gains to people, much faster than simple meditation and cultivation.

And what happened recently also made Dylan realize that in such a world of the jungle, only when your strength and combat skills surpass the enemy, you have a chance to survive. Otherwise, that negligent old man will be your end.

After a short break, Dylan slowly opened his eyes, and he touched the summoned creature guarding him with his hand, and felt cold to the touch.

Dylan's mind moved slightly, and the black cheetah dissipated between heaven and earth.

Dylan looked up at the night sky, the sky was full of twinkling stars, and the moonlight was hazy because the missing moon was obscured by a faint layer of clouds.

And at this moment, Dylan suddenly felt a bloody breath coming to his nose, and the night wind blew, and the bloody breath became thicker and thicker.

Dylan was uneasy and hurriedly woke up the sleeping Oscar.

That guy experienced a big battle today, and finally relaxed his mind and naturally slept deeply. At this time, he was forcibly pulled up by Dylan, but he was a little angry.

But when Oscar smelled that strong smell of blood, he suddenly sobered up, covered his nose and asked, "What's the matter, this smells so disgusting!"

Dylan immediately ran to a high place with a wide field of vision, and looked down, but saw that under the moonlight, in the dark swamp, the river had already been turned over at this time, and countless mud and sand and aquatic plants kept flying into the sky, and I don't know what was happening under the water, and there was so much movement.

At this time, Oscar also ran up, looked at Dylan's line of sight, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "Is the mica snake crazy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge figure leap out of the water, writhing in mid-air, and let out a miserable wail. Dylan and the others saw clearly that it was the ferocious mica snake.