Ruther's natural art is a basic level, and the only natural art mastered is pathfinding, summoning goblins, summoning jungle goblins, and summoning wolves.

The magic arrow scroll in his arms had already been used once, and he had no magic power to release it a second time in the short term.

He really wanted to summon a goblin to come out, the goblin flew fast, if the black robe didn't make a move, it would be most appropriate to use the goblin to seduce a hellhound, but unfortunately he didn't have any flowers on him, and he didn't even have a summoning medium.

The only thing that could be found out of his pocket was a gold coin, which was the property used to buy a scarf for his beloved Alice.

"Alice, forgive me" Rosser looked at the gold coin that had disappeared in his hand, and he knew that the gold coin had disappeared as a summoning contract medium.

If this jungle elf can complete the task, the gold coin will be obtained by the jungle elf, but how is this situation possible now, I am afraid that the jungle elf will not be able to save their lives.

Rosser vaguely regretted it, but everything was for justice, and he had to make a last stand.

"Fortune" he shouted at the jungle goblin he had just summoned, this is probably the only use of the jungle goblin, add a layer of luck to him, and then fight the hellhound for a round or two, and be eaten in one bite, hoping to delay a little longer, he can kill a hellhound.

The next moment, he was shocked.

The jungle elves actually spewed an arc of electricity from their hands, and their fists were not used to grab glittering coins.

How can you release an electric arc, this is a third-level magic, it is something that can only be done if you are close to a master, and it is very difficult to learn lightning at the expert level.

The hellhound just jumped up, a pounce, a very delicious little green skin, although not as delicious as those little goblins, but it is also a very chewy thing, the eyes of the hellhound flashed fiercely, they like to eat any living thing, even if it is a flying dragon, the strong in their clan dare to take a bite.

Its mouth cracked, and its large mouth leaked long, sharp fangs. But before it could make any movement to the little greenskin, an arc of lightning flashed.

"It's the magic of those dragons in the forest," the hellhound shuddered in his heart, and then his body twitched.

He is just a very ordinary member of the clan, and even a head has only grown, so that the ghost can resist these magics, and as soon as he finished reading it, he found that his eyes were fiercely dark, and he couldn't think anymore.

Xu Zhi pulled the kitchen knife out of the throat of the hellhound, this move, he originally wanted to use on the little she-wolf, and he had already practiced it many times in his mind.

"Fast, accurate, ruthless" three words can describe this set of actions, he can't attract other wolves because of the large range of movements, that's a fatal thing, although experience is important, but small lives are more precious.

The Hellhound fell silently, the sneer on the black-robed face did not stop, and the look of despair on Rosser's face did not change.

This moment happened too quickly.

"Successfully kill the enemy Hellhound, get the summoning contract gold coin X1, experience 40."

It seems that this hellish summoning contract has been completed, Xu Zhi frowned, he didn't know how to conclude the contract inexplicably, could it be concluded if he entered that portal.

This pit can be dug big enough, in this case, it is estimated that the old greenskin village chief will have a chance to win, and the other little greenskins will have to hang one when they come to one.

He put a gold coin in his pocket and glanced at the downcast light green guy with displeasure.

The guy had a surprised expression on his face, Xu Zhi looked at the other party's face, Brother Chun type, very neutral, but he couldn't distinguish between male and female.

"I hate Gary the most," Xu Zhi snorted.

There is also the big black robe opposite, pretending to be mysterious, with two eyes, two nostrils, and a mouth exposed all over his body, and he is so tightly bandaged, he is not a good person at first glance.

Emma's mouth was still chewing something, and a calf was moving.

Xu Zhi was disgusted, if he could go back to the Elemental Realm now, he would go back without hesitation, but he didn't learn how to go back at all.

Xu Zhi felt that it was necessary to ask the old greenskin village chief for advice on this aspect, the last time he asked how to become stronger, he didn't even understand the way the jungle goblin was summoned and how to return.

"Good, good, good" Rosser laughed, he felt that his body seemed to be full of infinite power, the other party's hellhound was inexplicably killed by the jungle elf he had summoned, what could be more gratifying, he seemed to see a little glimmer of hope.

The summons of the ghost master are not randomly contracted, but are fixed and cultivated through the altar, and one is less than one dead.

They gain more powerful summoning abilities than Nature's Magic, but they are also limited accordingly.

He swung his branch and charged at the remaining Hellhound, his melee-fighting weakness compared to ranged bows and arrows, but that didn't mean he wasn't at the level of melee.

The idea that hand-to-hand combat was the work of the barbarians had been thrown into Java by Rosser, who wanted nothing more than to stick a branch in the ass of the Hellhound and let him know that the Great Forest was not where they should be.

The Hellhound, covered in thick fur, has only eyes and buttocks as its weak points, and Rosser feels that the chance of hitting the eyes in the face of the Hellhound's big mouth is too low, and it is wise to attack the rear.

The hellhound was very anxious, and the little friend who came with him lay motionless on the ground, the little green skin of that kind of food level was so powerful, and this forest man had no shame at all, staring at his back to attack, and the hellhound was very mad.

Also crazy is the black-robed man, a hellhound, the ghost knows how much he spent on this, no matter how much he grows a head of the hellhound, it is also a second-level creature, as long as he stays up for a while, these hellhounds grow into two-headed hellhounds, three-headed hellhounds, the combat power is several times the growth, and now, the seeds are gone.

The black robe was very angry, in order to protect the two seed hellhounds, even if he was fighting with Rosser, he tried his best to cast spells all the way, until Rosher was exhausted, he released the hellhounds, if he could harvest Rosser's head, his hellhounds would grow faster again.

"Whoa, whoa," the black-robed man shouted, Rosser should die, and so did the little greenskin jungle goblin.

What kind of treasure is the arc of electricity on that little greenskin's hand, the black robe can't figure it out, he doesn't have much magic left after fighting all the way, and he can only cast two spells.

He chanted the words, and held a pitch-black wooden stick high with both hands, compared to the powerless natural arts, the black robe prefers the art of death, the power is weird, and it is impossible to guard against it, for example, now, the dead hellhound can also stand up.

A cloud of black light emerged from the wooden stick, and the black robe was just about to send the black light into the hellhound's body, when suddenly a tingling sensation came from his body.

Compared with Gary Gai's light green and decadent man, Xu Zhiju's mysterious and mysterious is not a good thing, he is strict all over his body, he wears black paint, and pretends to be a ghost, this kind of guy is generally a villain.

The villain has to die!