Chapter 192, Exploration Team

Since the hustle and bustle of the Half-Realm and the obscurity of the moon, the world has suddenly become dangerous. The gods who walked in the astral realm and looked at the mortal world indifferently began to pass on oracles repeatedly, and the hidden evil god church actually jumped out three or five, and the seven gods were the bright side.

In addition, the undead scourge, the Supreme Box, the spread of the fog, the silence of the dragon, the rampaging of the sea monster, the sudden tough action of the Overseer, and the turmoil of the Three Southwestern ...... One thing broke out at the same time as if it had been promised.

After months of miserable mortals, they decided to take some action, God should not be in the world!

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The Misty Lands, to the west, at the southern foot of the former Dragon's Roaring Mountain and now the Dragon's Silent Death Range.

A mysterious team of five people is cautiously moving forward, advancing further east and north, they are powerful, their identities are secret, they are shouldering heavy responsibilities, and they forget to die!

At the head was a sturdy warrior in studded leather armor, carrying two straight swords, gray and messy hair, twisted scars, and orange eyes like snakes. Some of his exposed muscles had faint scars of decay that had not healed, but he could only bandage them hastily and continue on his way.

He was followed by a young gray-robed mage with a polite smile at all times, a half-elven hunter with sharp ears who seemed to have a little elven blood, a middle-aged man with empty hands and cold eyes, as if he was always suppressing his malice, and a young man with a haughty expression and flashy armor who seemed to be a nobleman.

Each of them has their own identities, one of the last descendants of the Demon Hunters, a mage of the Academy City, a verdant eccentric, a blackest xeno, and the seventh seat of the Overseer, a strange but powerful configuration that has been brought here with one goal in mind: to eradicate the undead scourge!

They have made a lot of hand preparations, whether it is to guide the sacred oaks of the Misty Lands, or to guide the remnants of the Dragon Kingdom, they can also consider assassinating the demigod lich...... In short, they just need to liberate the northwest countries that have fallen into the gloomy cloud of death as soon as possible!

The self-proclaimed "Bear" Demon Hunter was pessimistic about this, he was nothing more than a tired obsolete, having heard that the strongest of them, Kalotcas, had died in the town of flowers, now under the complete control of the Order, and that the withered tree was missing a leaf......

What's the use of the princess inviting herself out? Isn't that a gift to the one in the fog or the lich to the legendary corpse?

Although I was prepared...... Xiong subconsciously touched his stomach, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he continued to wave the mountain knife to open the way.

This was already within the confines of the Misty Lands, and a faint white-green mist was wafting around, and the huge trees and flowers were growing in a pleasing manner, but it was not at all able to make the people in the group happy......

Under an inexplicable atmosphere, the five-person team shut up in unison, not daring to use spells or props, just using their senses to investigate the surrounding situation......

Be quiet.

The bears will soon have the same feeling as their peers, and the forest is too quiet and perfect, like a fairytale clean natural forest depicted by children who do not know nature.

The trees are straight, the grass is clean, the flowers are delicate, and every flower and leaf has a natural and perfect angle, without any biological breath...... Well, there can still be a little.

It was precisely because of this little bit of the aura of the creatures left by the Star Hunter who ran over from time to time to borrow the road that protected these people, so that they would not be attacked and driven away by the tree people and forest spirits in the first place.

But that's not bad......

That's not bad......

The bear sniffed and sniffed the fresh natural breath, a good breath, much more comfortable than the stench of the old city and the soot of the new generation city, and it is not bad to die here!

And it's because you have to be a little weird to be able to fight that kind of undead scourge.

The bear's eyes wandered, as if he had wandered back into a town in the northwest......

It's an ordinary day, quietly striking iron in a pioneering town in the middle of the wilderness, he's been like this since he retired, mutants have a slower lifespan and aging than normal people, and he's been here for nearly ten years......

The anger of the violent bear, he thought he had completely worn out. He also thought he might be the first demon hunter to die in his bed.

But......

The shadow of death covers the entire northwest, and there is no escape from hiding in the wilderness. A legion of the undead soon spread, and at this time, the ignorant and lagging people were shocked to realize that this was not the kind of small scale in the past, and the church could deal with the inferior and rare skeletons that could be dealt with by a few knights and some hunters of the civil organization......

It was a pitch-black skeleton that had been purified by the aura of the Lord of Death, mixed with many bone knights riding pitch-black warhorses with blue fire eyes, bone eagles hovering in the air with tattered wings, human-skin kites that I don't know who was pulling, and ghostly spirits that only appeared at night......

There are more than 3,000 elite monsters who can easily bulldoze many small countries in the northwest, but this is only an unimportant branch of the undead legion......

The bear escaped, because he was still a legendary demon hunter after all, and the bear did not rescue the ordinary people who had drunk and fought with him, because he was just an old demon hunter, he had no concoctions, and he was unable to hold out the realm, and he was not capable of killing all the skeletons that had been strengthened by three thousand. Let's read the book

Another reason, of course, is that they didn't pay...... In any case, no matter what the circumstances, Demon Hunters do not commission without compensation.

Xiong laughed to himself, what kind of demon hunter code does he have now......

This team was commissioned by the last alliance in the northwest to fight against the undead...... Talking about the only savior, the bear also smiled, a legendary demon hunter with an unknown hunter, an unidentified alien werewolf, a young mage, a proud nobleman, this kind of team is not even ranked in the top ten in the northwest, even if most of the legends need to unite to defend the city, it will not arrange this configuration.

Unless...... Two possibilities.

Xiong thoughtfully, the second team, or someone is hiding something.

Probably not, the Demon Hunter's instincts don't give back, and he trusts his instincts.

That's the haughty nobleman...... A majestic aura that disgusted the hunters of the wilderness.

Or is it a mage...... However, the demon hunter's instincts could not detect the threat of the mage, he was only instinctive and personally disgusted with the mage or something.

The mage, who called himself a sorcerer, smiled and walked between the hunter and the werewolf safely, his eyes scanning the man with a noble posture with malicious intent, constantly hesitating, as if he could only make such a sound.

In fact, he never made any sound other than hey, hey, hey, and even when he cast spells, it was silent...... While that's not bad, at least it shows us that you have the power to infinitely silently send spells, but it's a bit subtle [noun] pain and weirdness.

Oh, by the way, he also said that his code name is Bishop, but there is no trace of the Church, the evil god, but from the City of Apprentices...... The Overseer didn't say anything, they had been hostile to the gods.

Xiong shook his head, raised the mountain knife in his hand, and said vigilantly: "Who?"

"Intruder. ”

Fran disappeared into the forest, warning the humans who disturbed the cleanliness of the forest and the Jade's movements: "Immediately, leave." Otherwise, become, the sacred tree, nutrients. ”

Star Spell smiled happily and came.

The demon hunter Xiong was stunned, put his hands on the double swords behind him, and was on guard, planning to try the negotiation method first: "We don't have any malicious intentions...... Excuse me, are you?"

Hidden behind the leaves, Fran didn't speak again, his white-gloved left hand gently tapped the trees beside him, and took out an emerald scepter with his right hand to wake up the tree man!

"Emerald, Decree, Only, Warning, Once. ”

Damn it!

The bear instantly pulled out two straight swords, the counterweight of the sword tail carved an ancient bear head full of wind and frost scratches, and there were two rows of inscriptions emitting a glimmer on the sword body, and the energy flowed, extremely beautiful and old.

His little finger picked up a bottle of concoction and slashed through it with a volley, covering the blade with crimson grease, a scorching breath creating a mist in the humid surroundings.

Fran's colorless gem-like eyes focused on this place, and then he raised the emerald scepter in his hand and roared in great anger, "Yours, sword!

The treemen responded to this anger by extracting roots from the earth and branching into winged arms, bark twisted into old human faces and a slow, angry roar!

The mage opened the spell book in his hand a little bit, and began to recite it silently in his heart; the old hunter raised the folding giant knife he had adapted to during the geek period in his right hand, and took out a pitch-black furball in his left hand; the werewolf took a few steps back, and the deep malice in his eyes was close to exploding, but it was still suppressed for the time being; the arrogant nobleman showed some disgust, took out a silk scarf and wiped the ring on his hand, motionless, as if nothing was there.

Hehehehe......

Ten treemen rumbled to their feet, emerald green brilliance gathered in their hands, and the thick roots connected the land, opened the earth, and whistled away!

The bear spontaneously stepped up, his arms were obviously thicker than those of mortals, and he was also stronger than ordinary humans in terms of strength, and the two swords were also strong enough to withstand the whipping of four or five branches as hard as steel and as powerful as a colossus!

Drink!

Xiong's swordsmanship is very simple, and there is no more suitable word to describe it than ancient clumsy.

There are only a few times this kind of clumsy swordsmanship back and forth, horizontal slashes, vertical slashes, backblocks, spinning slashes, and sideways slashes...... But it perfectly prevents the whipping and the entanglement of the roots, like a dexterous bear dancing in the rapids to catch fish, splashing water splashes, colorful and beautiful.

"Haha, it's really good-looking. ”