The dark night seemed to be smeared with infinite ink, and even the glimmer of the stars disappeared completely, and the mirror-like moon hung in the sky, composing the silver light to the earth.

The bloated belly made López a little drowsy by the warm fire, and he even forgot that the Tibetan lamb was still being roasted by the flame, so that the rich aroma filled the air.

However, the tired López had long forgotten about this, and was sleeping peacefully against the trunk of the tree behind him, and when he woke up, the mutton was probably already roasted.

The flames in the fire were burning brighter and louder, as if they wanted to burn all the wood under them, or maybe the flames were just trying to touch the bright stars in the sky with all their strength.

Beneath this galaxy is a never-ending struggle, and above the struggle, there is nothing but a desire to protect, such a high-sounding justice.

The war never stopped on this ancient continent.

There really wasn't much time to rest, and even if he complained, Lady Luck wouldn't favor López, because, at this moment, several terrible dog barks came directly into his ears through the heavy night, which made him wake up directly.

Lopez, who had not yet eased up, subconsciously put his hand on the hilt of the sword, but fortunately, he was always ready for battle.

It is worth mentioning that the place where López is located is very high, so even if there are trees to block it, he can see far away, but the darkness greatly affects the visibility, and even if the height is enough, he can only see a little vaguely in the moonlight at most, but this is enough for López to make the right judgment and reaction.

He just squatted in place, and when the ghost dog pounced on him, his long sword was also swung at the same moment, and the attacking ghost dog was directly cut by the sharp blade and fell to the ground, never to live again.

However, the matter was far from over, because the next moment, an even bigger creature followed in the footsteps of the ghost dog and pounced on López.

The thing, completely black, had hands and feet, and its limbs were quite developed, probably as tall as two López.

Although it was the first time they had seen it, for some reason, this monster gave López a sense of déjà vu, but it was obvious that the monster would not give López time to think.

As far as the facts are concerned, it is true, because it has rushed towards López with a full mania.

Fortunately, Courage is not contagious, so at least López, who is still sober, is not stupid enough to go to the front.

But it is worth mentioning that the truth about why animal carcasses have been appearing in Kutra Mountain has surfaced in the past few days, although López himself does not think this is interesting information, but even Meng Lihu can be easily killed, and he must be more and more cautious about this.

But the damn monster didn't seem to like the use of its brains, and with that set of justifications, it had raised its huge arm and swung it at López.

Maybe the monster isn't agile, because its attacks on Lopez can be easily dodged.

Thinking of this, López squatted down and rolled not far away, and directly dodged the monster's sweep, to be honest, this is quite a face, otherwise López would have turned around and quickly left Kutler Mountain, although it was not glorious to escape, but at least he could avoid this damn trouble.

However, this is obviously not worth rejoicing, because the monster seems to slap the palm on the Ultong tree but causes the Ultong tree to fall directly, which shows how powerful this monster really is.

He had to at least curse at the damn for this, but it was obviously not now, but he did it, and at the same time reflexively slashed at the monster's leg with a sword.

For some reason, the sword seems to be surprisingly sharp, and it doesn't use it as much effort as it used to.

Oh, that shouldn't be the focus of his attention right now.

The monster howled in anger from the pain, and the short knife clenched in his other hand slashed towards López.

To be honest, this made López feel a little mismatched, a monster more than twice his size, using a weapon the size of his dagger.

But for this reason, it is not an idea to underestimate something, and with the blessing of huge strength, this is also not to be underestimated.

Moreover, its attack this time became surprisingly fast, and it didn't even give López time to draw his long sword.

Guess what can save López from the heat of the water this time, probably only he has a lot of combat experience.

In this way, he pressed the hilt of the long sword, and the whole person quickly stood upside down against the monster's body, the short knife slashed behind him, and López could even feel the cold light on the knife.

With his luck of not accepting favors, López dodged the blow and kicked the monster's massive body to pull the sword out of his belt, and at the same time, leaped onto the monster's head with the force.

However, it is worth scolding him fiercely that he did not receive the luck of favor, and in his panic, he drew the wrong sword.

Although López finally stood firmly on the monster's shoulder, and the sword stabbed hard at the monster's head, there seemed to be no happy expression on his face

The resistance was also fierce, and the monster twisted its body frantically in an instant, trying to throw López down, but the effect was not conspicuous, López's movements were not affected in any way, although the crosshairs were a little off, but still stabbed into the monster's shoulder.

This caused the monster to start howling incessantly, and its arms began to wave over its head non-stop, and López had no choice but to break away from it, and it was no joke to take a hit.

Steady at a moment's pace, Lopez raised his sword and was about to launch his next attack, but the monster suddenly fell straight down.

This scene made López show the doubts that normal people should see, and hesitated for a while, but he still didn't dare to step forward.

Who knows if it's the trick of the damn monster, time seems to start to stand still, but the tension still hasn't dissipated, and it was so stalemate for a long time before López slowly walked towards the monster with the long sword in his hand.

But before it could get closer, the monster opened its eyes directly, and what should have been a bright black pupil was now a blood-red one.

Immediately after, the monster quickly got up and crashed into López, at least at this speed, López couldn't avoid it.

He had no choice but to swing his clenched sword vigorously and was forced to meet it.

At this time, the monster's strength was nearly twice as great as just now, and its huge and sturdy body directly knocked López into the air.

And López, who had no power to fight back, rolled on the ground two or three times before he barely stopped, this time it was not so easy, and López, who stood up, spat out a large mouthful of blood, and the salty smell spread in his mouth.

The monster's drowsy head from the impact froze the monster for a moment, but it quickly lunged at López again.

Seeing this, López turned around and ran, without dragging the mud and water in the slightest.

Behind him, a heavy blow slammed into the place where Lopez was standing just now, and at this time, I have to admit that it all depends on Lopez's unusually fast escape efficiency.

Seeing that the blow missed, the monster fell down again and began to chase López.

But it didn't know that this was exactly what López wanted, that he was more familiar with Kutler Hill than anyone else, and that trying to catch him here was simply a joke.

In fact, it also corresponds to López's conjecture, although for some reason the monster suddenly became much more agile, but it still can't escape the fate of being played by López.

No matter how much the monster chased after him, he couldn't touch López, and repeatedly slammed into the stone because of López, for which the monster had to show his impotent rage, but he couldn't catch López.

Finally, with a cry of sorrow, it fell to the ground again weakly.

But this time, López was not stupid enough to step forward again, but just quietly spent his patience with it in place.

However, after a long time, the monster still did not move.

"Is this real?" muttered as López drew the dagger from his waist and flung it at the monster lying on the ground.

The dagger stabbed straight in, but the monster still didn't move.

This emboldened López a little, and he cautiously leaned towards the monster with the long sword at his waist, and when he got closer, López gave the monster another sword.

Even though the black blood was gushing, the monster had no aura of resistance, which convinced López that the monster was dead.

After pulling out the dagger inserted into the monster's body, López turned and rushed straight to the fire before, and he decided to settle these things tomorrow.

Although it was pitch black all around, López had already memorized the road in his head, after all, it was not a glamorous thing for a hunter to get lost.