"I have a mission for you, though...... It allows you to cool your desire to kill until we need it again. The teacher's words made Darth Maul's increasingly chaotic brain become a little excited.

"Our new friend discovered something interesting in Anthony Grand Port, an apprentice who had just passed the Grass Trial, sabotaged one of their operations." The voice in the darkness seemed to gloat at what had happened: "A stupid act carried out by a stupid person. ”

"Teacher, I thought we weren't going to accept new people anymore." Darth Maul worked hard to move his brain, trying to squeeze out what he could remember.

"That's right, but apparently an old friend of mine didn't take it seriously, they were the wolf school, and they always felt that they were different from other schools." The voice in the darkness seemed to recall memories of the past: "However, after so many things have happened, there will be some changes compared to Kyle Mohan. ”

"Alright, my apprentice, while you are still burning out your brain, go see our little friends, I think they will come here to have a look, and prepare some surprises for them in the forest." The voice in the darkness seemed to lose interest in the conversation: "Don't go too far, don't cause our new friends to be dissatisfied, and don't let our little friends get nothing. ”

"As you wish, teacher, I will leave at once, and I will not disappoint you." Darth Vader turned and walked away from the dark space.

"Yes, yes, of course, what more could I expect?" A somber voice echoed in the darkness.

The black-robed apprentice moved as dexterously as a cat in the forest, and on his chest, the silver-white cat school necklace vibrated constantly, as if he was mourning for himself.

Suddenly, Darth Vader stopped his form, and he crouched on the ground and gently touched the ground with his hand, where the Demon Hunter had taken a brief rest, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.

But the mark had been gently smoothed by the elves, but in the eyes of the black-robed apprentice, there were still traces that were different from other places.

The silhouette of a humanoid figure was crystal clear in Darth Vader's eyes.

It can be seen that a sturdy man with a height of about 1.86 meters has been lying here for a while.

"Good mentality, newcomer." The black-robed apprentice sighed in admiration, it was said that the other party had only been a demon hunter for more than two months.

As a newcomer, the other party not only broke the record for the oldest age in the grass trial, but also seemed to be doing a good job.

The black-robed apprentice stood up and tried to follow the trail left by the other party, but as he was about to take a step, he suddenly stopped.

The mutinous hunter formed an Alpha seal in the air, striking the ground a few paces away, sending dirt in all directions.

In the next second, a crossbow arrow that was shot out of nowhere was nailed to the ground, and after the arrow touched the ground, it quickly ignited a silver flame.

Darth Vader's black samurai robe had several burn marks, and it looked like he had suffered a few losses.

He didn't know how the other party had set up the traps, and they could always appear in places he didn't expect, causing him a lot of trouble along the way.

The unknown flames, though unable to do him any harm, always caused him great pain.

This pain reminded him of the torture he had suffered when he was deep into the chaos before.

The group arrived at the second reserved supply point without any problems.

It was close to a small stream, but when the demon hunters arrived, the water in the creek looked like industrial wastewater.

Pale yellow foam covers almost the entire surface of the stream, and from time to time a large bubble rises in the water, allowing people to see some green water under the foam.

A foul smell will also attack the sense of smell of those around you as the bubbles burst.

The flying creatures the size of ping-pong balls and shaped like flies had no interest in demon hunters, and flew back and forth on both sides of the riverbank, making annoying buzzing sounds.

On the banks of the creek flanked a blood-red mushroom, covered in yellow, white lumps of blobs and rotting broth, providing the large 'flies' with plenty of nutrients.

"We'd better set up camp somewhere else." Legolas's face was pale, and he could calmly face the enemy's sharp sword, but he couldn't face the filth.

The main reason why he left the adventure party organized by Shigonze Aragorn was because the Demon Hunters took him with him to clean up a small town that believed in Nurgle.

That scene still makes the elf knight difficult to let go, the elf who was originally a slender style, and after returning to his homeland, he lost nearly twenty kilograms and almost died of malnutrition.

"You're right, we'd better stay away from here." Xu Yichen was also worried about whether there would be water seeping through the stream when they dug the hole they used to store supplies.

But this trip is a little too comfortable, and it can't be so comfortable all the time.

A black strip shot out of the creek violently, almost detonating the air around him, and if it weren't for Xu Yichen's dynamic vision being strong enough, he could barely see this thing clearly.

A fly disappeared below the surface of the water in an instant.

He knew that the elven knight beside him must have seen better than himself, because he had already drawn one of his bows and arrows, and was ready to fire.

The flies on both sides of the creek dispersed with a thud, buzzing and flying in all directions, and this vicious little thing was enough to give goosebumps to normal people when it got closer.

Xu Yichen secretly said that it was not good, and he didn't have time to stop his companions.

Legolas, who was beside him, shot arrows in his hand like a furry cat, bouncing back and forth between several large trees at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

For a while, around Xu Yichen, the 'flies' that were shot by arrows fell like rain.

The Demon Hunter shielded his face with one hand to prevent a fish from crashing into his face, and while it didn't seem to have much of a strong attack, it was as terrifying as a warrior of the Champion.

Through the gap between his fingers, Xu Yichen stared at the sewage of the stream, and he was more concerned about the predators in the water than these 'flies'.

Black strips shot out from beneath the water's surface, each time carrying away a prey, and they apparently noticed the elves who were stealing business.