Steve handed the staff to Ivan, told him how to use it, and began to build the magic. The scavengers seemed to sense the danger, hesitated for a moment and then scattered to attack.

Sure enough, it was cunning enough! The distance of less than fifty meters was almost a moment, and Ivan was already activating the earthen wall technique at the moment when he started it.

Mental power frantically poured into the staff, converging on the brown gem. The gem emitted a bright light, a magic pattern appeared inside, and a magic circle the size of a plate appeared.

The Scavenger Beast can only breathe in one move, and its power is not as powerful as the Fireball Technique. The painter and his servant were already so frightened that they crouched down and closed their eyes. Ivan activated his magic with a mental movement, and a brown wall of magic appeared in front of him.

Ivan manipulated the shape of the wall, arching it, blocking the magic breath, and several scavenging beasts had already pounced in front of him, blocked by the magic wall. Ivan felt the pressure coming from his spirit, it was the feedback of the spell.

"Uncle, hurry up! I can't last long. Ivan shouted eagerly, he already felt a headache, and his mental strength had bottomed out.

"It's done! Look at my rocketry. ”

A magic array the size of a basin took shape, and dozens of arrows condensed by flames floated in the air, shooting at the scavenger beast one after another, with extremely fast speed. More than a dozen scavenging beasts were hit by arrows, and the remaining few scattered and fled.

"Is this the end?" Ivan couldn't believe how quickly the battle ended.

"What do you want, a group of first-order demonic beasts, still expect me to fight three hundred rounds without success?" Steve said with a smile: "Good performance, it's good that teenage imps can not be scared and cry, I really didn't expect you to have such guts." ”

Ivan said to himself: "First of all, I am not a teenage mind, and secondly, a group of things like something that is not even as good as a hyena deserve to be afraid of me?"

There is a reason for the daring of the artist, Ivan can only do a small fireball technique, but magic gives him courage.

Steve took out his machete and walked over, slashing the neck of a scavenger that was not yet dead, and then cut off its teeth in a bloody way, leaving Ivan with some staring.

"Fighting with Warcraft is the most careless, Warcraft life is tenacious, you must remember to mend the knife. The scavenger is only worth its teeth, so it is basically not hunted. You're not comfortable with the gore yet, so don't come here until you're prepared. ”

Steve concocted the carcasses of a dozen scavengers according to the law, took the teeth to the lake to be washed, and then put them in his bag.

"The smell of blood will attract other demonic beasts, remember not to get blood on your body, and cover it up if it does. Let's go find a place to set up camp, it's getting dark. ”

The men left the lake, found a stony ground, and pitched their tents. Steve pulled out a bottle of choking and sprinkled it around.

"This is the feces of an intermediate demonic beast, which can effectively drive away low-level demonic beasts. Don't choose a place to camp on earthy ground, if there is a cave to explore carefully, it is likely that the cave already has an owner. ”

After packing up his things, Steve said again: "Sleeping in the wilderness needs to be guarded, the four of us, Ivan, you and Hunter are on duty for the first half of the night." Mr. Hunter, you are on duty for the first half, and Ivan for the second half. I and this servant were on duty for the second half of the night, the first half of me, the second half of the servant. ”

"That Mr. Steve, I'm scared alone!" said the painter, embarrassed.

"Aren't you very brave when you painted? Since you have decided to come, it is useless to be afraid, the danger is not very great at night, and we are not asleep, so let's go in peace." ”

After Steve, he dragged Ivan into the tent and went to sleep. The painter took his servants with him for the night. As soon as Ivan fell asleep, he was woken up by Mr. Painter, who showed Ivan a clockwork watch, indicating that the time had come.

Ivan had no choice but to cheer up and start watching the night, which was a very torturous thing. You need to look around and not get distracted yet, because you don't know when the danger is coming. Coupled with the strange sounds coming from time to time in the forest, and the surrounding is pitch black and you only have an oil lamp, the faint will be scared out of the shadows in their hearts.

After a few laps alone, there is also a bit of fear in my heart, which is difficult for people who have not experienced it. There were faint sounds of insects, the hiss of demonic beasts, and some strange sounds, which made people feel like they were all soldiers. Obviously you're scared, but you still have to keep going on patrols.

Ivan took a deep breath, less than three hours was not a long time, but the lonely night would seem long. Ivan constantly hinted that loneliness and fear were non-existent, and that he should not look at his watch too often.

When the body and mind are completely accustomed to the dark night in the wilderness, it will no longer be so difficult.

Nothing happened, this was the real situation, and after waking up Uncle Steve, Ivan went back to sleep in peace. Perhaps out of trust in Steve, Ivan slept soundly, had a sweet dream, and became a master of his own magic, turning the entire Sunset Mountains into a place of his own fortune. Countless treasures fill the house, and countless beauties are at your disposal......

"Ah~" A scream pulled Ivan out of his dream.

Steve, who was next to him, had already gotten up and gone out to observe the situation. Ivan rubbed his sleepy eyes, it was pitch black all around, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"What's wrong? Uncle Steve. ”

"The servant of the vigil is gone, and it is estimated that there will be more than one bad luck. It's the pre-dawn darkness now, we can't be careless, there are demonic beasts staring at us in the dark!"

"What's wrong, Mr. Steve, what's going on?" asked Steve, a little frightened.

"I was attacked by a monster here, and the body is gone, so it should be a big guy. Steve pointed to a large area of blood on the ground and said, "The time of the accident is very short, it is estimated that it is a tiger monster, we cheer up, the sky is about to dawn, if the secret monster does not make a move, it will leave quickly, the night is not good for us, we can't move around at will, we are back to back on guard." ”

The three men stood in separate directions, barely staring ahead of each other by the light of the fire. Waiting for danger to come was a great torture, and soon the painter was a little overwhelmed.

"No, I, my legs are a little weak, what should I do, let's get out of here!" said the painter, pleading with a dejected face, as if he were about to flee in the next moment.

"Listen to me, Hunter, if you run away, I can promise you that you will be with your servant in the next moment. Steve snorted and stopped the painter who was about to get out of control.

Time passed in the torment of the three of them bit by bit, and when a glimmer of light appeared in the sky, a swift figure rushed straight towards Ivan. An earthy brown light, a wall of magic that blocked the fatal blow. It was a tiger with a swarthy body, and it immediately escaped when it was blocked.

"A big black tiger. Ivan described.

"No, it's a Shadow Leopard, just bigger. Steve corrected, "The Shadow Panther is a third-order magical beast that often hunts in the shadows, and its speed is extremely fast, but its attack ability is not strong, and it can't break the Earth Wall Technique of the same level. ”

"Uncle, why didn't you attack it just now?" asked Ivan, a little confused.

"Don't underestimate the ability of Warcraft, for mid-level and low-level mages, Warcraft of the same level is usually difficult to defeat. Warcraft has a powerful body that humans can't match, as well as natural spells. Medium and low-level human means are limited, and powerful attacks often take time to condense, and you can also see the speed of the Shadow Leopard just now. ”

"There's not enough time to cast a spell, and it doesn't necessarily hit. Low-level spells are difficult to deal effective damage. Ivan quickly thought about the problem.

"To deal with this kind of speed, there are either area control spells or direct area attack spells. If I had a period to cast yesterday's rocket spell, I would have been able to keep it, which is a fourth-order group attack spell. ”

"However, the Shadow Leopard will not look back after a single blow, it is stuck in the moment before dawn, and it is taking advantage of the laxity before the biosecurity. Even if you fail, you can melt into the darkness and escape. ”

After listening to this, Ivan muttered, "Are all Warcraft so sophisticated?"

Steve smiled, "Some monsters are natural hunters, but humans will cooperate, and they will make traps and weapons. No matter how natural a hunter is, he becomes a prey. ”

Mr. Painter, who had fully seen the danger, did not want to stay for a moment, even though he had only been in for a day. Ivan didn't want his life to be in his own hands, so he persuaded Steve to go back early and not take any more risks.

After half a night of migration, the original path was difficult to find, and the path taken when I came was more random. Pulling out the magic magnetic needle, Steve decided to go straight back and not follow the same path.

When the morning came, there was a new group of hunters in the forest, maybe yesterday was lucky, maybe today was unlucky, and there were constantly demonic beasts along the way.

Lone wolves, anacondas, flame tigers, and a group of nimble flying apes. Ivan had also seen Steve's other mid-level magic, in addition to rocketry, the two-headed fiery serpent that could attack flexibly, and the somewhat powerful arcane missiles.

"No, these wind flying apes are too agile and too fast, so let's hide in this cave. "Steve cast his magic one after another, and he couldn't bear it.

"How can these dead monkeys glide? It turns out that the wind monsters are the most difficult. Ivan sighed. These magical beasts called the Flying Ape are considered to be a major overlord in the outer area.

"The Flying Ape is a third-order social demonic beast, and its wind talent allows them to easily traverse through the woods at will, even if there are no trees for a while. Possessing an absolute advantage in the air, and the stone branches thrown are blessed with wind magic, not only extremely fast, but also very penetrating, we are in trouble!" Steve said with a heavy face.

"What can we do, we can't escape, but we can't beat them, these monkeys are really hateful?" said the painter with chagrin, and now he regretted that he had the idea of going to the Sunset Mountains for inspiration. Originally, he thought that art was more important than life, but after more than a day's encounter, he deeply understood the preciousness of life.