The sunlight shone down on López's face through the gaps in the leaves, which made him slowly open his eyes, the fire in front of him had long since been extinguished, and the barbecue he had taken out and put aside when he came back last night had long since cooled down.

However, this does not prevent López from filling his stomach, although some toast is enough.

After feeling the beauty of the morning for a moment, López raised his hand to open the bag that had been thrown aside, lowered his head and carefully counted the contents.

There are already twenty Dog Whips, which means that he only needs to hunt five male Phantom Dogs to complete the bounty and return to work.

To be honest, the progress of the mission was so fast, and he had to thank the monster from yesterday.

Dead by his sword?

After rubbing his forehead and strangling the last of his sleepiness in his head, López got up and prepared to find a place to place the trap.

Setting up a trap is an easy task, of course, but the rest of the wait is all a matter of luck.

It's not without the unlucky hunters, those who can't open all winter, and who are left alone with hunger and cold, and then succumb to fate.

This kind of thing abounds.

Of course, in fact, López doesn't have to wait, after all, he is no longer a hunter, even if he spends a leisurely night in a warm house, and then comes to the mountains to pick the fruits of victory, he does not have to worry about the oppression of reality.

However, he did not just daydream that he had obtained this kind of life that could be a little looser, whether it was a knight or a bounty hunter, it was much more risk than being an ordinary hunter.

For small prey such as the Phantom Dog, the hunter waits only to catch it quickly and exchange it for money, rather than worrying that the prey will escape for too long.

Big prey aside, but with the strength of this trap, it's perfectly fine to trap such small prey, except, of course, the species that will break off its tail like a gecko and escape.

After setting up the five traps, López suddenly remembered the monster that had been chasing him yesterday, and only then did his belated curiosity rise in his heart.

Yesterday because of the dark night, Lopez only looked at the monster's appearance, and didn't see it too clearly, anyway, he didn't have anything important now, just went to study the monster, in order to kill time.

After making this decision, López raised his legs and went to the place where the monster died according to his memories of yesterday, but what made López helpless was that he was surrounded by ghosts.

But that's just right, and the rest of the whips are gone.

Of course, López did not rush there, but first watched from a distance, and there were at least a dozen ghost dogs gnawing around the monster's corpse.

Although the ghost dog is a small beast, and its individual combat power is not strong, but once there are many of them, its nature is similar to that of snow wolves, so López is not sure if he can handle them, he must be cautious.

The reason why human beings can stand at the top of the food chain is because they have evolved extraordinary intelligence, so López will not let his head sleep peacefully.

He first took out all the remaining traps from the bag he had with him, and then placed them around himself, then picked up a pile of leaves and covered them, and then scattered the remaining Tibetan mutton.

After being properly settled, López got up and rushed directly to the group of ghosts.

Theoretically, it would be better for him to throw out the dagger and attack the ghost dog directly.

But if you do so, the dog will judge López as dangerous and prioritize group hunting.

For the sake of caution, he slowly sneaked not far from the ghost dog before he began to shout loudly to attract the dog's attention.

The phantom dogs, who heard the movement, quickly glanced back at López.

I have to say that sometimes it's not a good thing to give too much face, because the next moment, more than a dozen ghost dogs all raised their legs and rushed towards him quickly.

"Damn. After scolding, López ran away, he didn't want to be torn to pieces directly by dozens of mouths, that was not a decent way to die.

A jumble howl came from behind López, and at the same time, the distance between the dogs and him was rapidly shrinking, and they were much faster than humans.

Fortunately, the place where the trap was laid is not far away, otherwise López would have to enjoy the treatment of the stars gnawing the moon.

After crossing the trap, the Tibetan mutton finally developed its due effect, and the supreme taste of mutton was the most delicious for the dogs, instantly attracting their sensitive noses, so that they directly gave up the idea of chasing López.

Seeing that he was out of danger, López breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and turned back to look at the group of ghosts that had scattered to snatch food from the trap.

Sometimes, they are tempted by their prey, and they don't know whether the prey is the prey or the prey themselves.

The miserable howls of grief came one after another, López quickly drew the long sword and dagger at his waist and rushed towards the ghost, there were only five traps, so of course, there were only five ghosts bound by the trap.

But that's enough, and the rest of López is confident of solving it.

Seeing that he had turned back, all the phantom dogs who were lucky enough not to be hit stared at him tightly with murderous eyes, and at the same time, slowly lowered their bodies, ready to launch a culling at any time.

However, López did not care, he got up and jumped upwards, and at the same time flung the dagger in his left hand, and the ghost dog jumped up as if he had received an order, and rushed towards López.

The first to suffer was the ghost dog that rushed to the front, and it was stabbed straight into the back by the sharp dagger, and it was carried backwards by the impact and landed on the ground.

Immediately afterward, López's sword followed, but the blow was dodged by the Ghost Dogs, who were not slow down.

After landing, he quickly rolled to the right to dodge the pounce of the ghost dog next to him, and then easily retrieved the dagger stuck in the dead ghost dog.

But the Ghost Dogs don't leave him time to act, and they will strike immediately if they don't succeed in the second blow, after all, they have a decisive advantage in numbers.

And the ghost dog bound by the trap can only bark weakly on the side, of course, the annoyance is real.

The smelly fangs approaching in front of him made López subconsciously raise the long sword in his right hand, followed by the crisp sound of collision.

Then, he quickly threw the dagger in his left hand again, and stuck it precisely into the soft belly of the ghost dog that was trying to attack him from behind, and at the same time, he stretched out his free hand to the other silver sword at his waist.

While it was true that there were embarrassing incidents of drawing the wrong sword, this sword was surprisingly good.

Bright red blood spurted out quickly.

Lopez quickly drew his silver sword, and then took advantage of the situation to cut down the ghost dog that had struck into the air, but before he could be happy, he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, turned his head to look, and a ghost dog was bitten it.

However, this did not affect the swing of the long sword in his right hand, and it was the silver sword in his left hand that went to deal with it.

He swirled the silver sword in a circle on the back of his hand, and was ready to stab at the ghost

But other Phantom Dog attacks followed, which instantly made Lopez return to a state of being free again, but fortunately there are less than four aggressive Phantom Dogs left, and there is a lot less trouble to damn it.

Sighing, as soon as he swung his long sword, he directly forced back the three Phantom Dogs attacking in front of him, and at the same time, the silver sword in his other hand quickly stabbed backwards, directly sinking into the head of the Phantom Dog on his shoulder.

The ghost dog whimpered, and weakly let go of its clenched mouth, and quickly lost its vitality and fell.

Of course, the attacks of the three ghost dogs did not stop for a moment, and pounced again from different directions.

But now it's much easier, López threw out his silver sword at the ghost dog rushing head-on, and then dodged the attack of the ghost dog on the right in a flash, and after stabilizing his body, the long sword stabbed at the ghost dog behind him.

In this way, the two ghost dogs were solved in an instant.

The remaining ghost dog looked at the scene in front of him, knowing that he was powerless to hunt López, and there was only fear left in his eyes, so he quickly turned and left.