The head of the gun was grabbed by Karl, the barrel of the gun was bent with full toughness, and with the charge of the war horse, the butler's son was not strong enough, and was thrown off and smashed into a broken log, and suddenly his eyes burst out, and the blood mixed with internal organs was spit out by him.

The horse crashed into Carl, who took a few steps back and crashed into the wall.

Caron seized the opportunity, rolled over and dragged a spear, the head of the spear flashing, and the viper spat out seven or eight shots in succession.

A series of clanging sounds, blood-stained guns, and Caron smiled.

However, he underestimated how strong Carl's muscles were.

The tip of the spear pierced halfway, and it was in the contraction of the muscles, unable to advance or retreat.

The axe flew up, and in an instant, the spear in Caron's hand turned into a short club.

"Oh my God!"

Cuarón groaned, and then Carl's big hand grabbed the collar and smashed it against the window.

The last time it didn't work, this time with the help of Carl, Caron succeeded.

Windows shattered, bars of wood broke, nails burst out, crackling and flying everywhere.

Karl stepped through the window and walked up to Angela like another puppy carrying Caron, who was sore and unable to move, and threw it at Angela's feet.

Angela wasn't polite to him, and the illusion that had been prepared for a long time went straight to him.

He is not a werewolf, nor does he have strong perseverance, let alone any hole cards, so Angela doesn't have to trouble at all, and easily sets out the information.

"Name?"

"Caron Dirk."

"Who is your master?"

"Lord Viscount Rogge."

"Where's his territory?"

"Behind that mountain is the territory of adults."

……

Behind him is a viscount lord, and the only thing that the innocent town targeted has to do with this lord is its proximity, and if there is any conflict between the two sides, it is that this lord will go to this town to ransack it if he is short of money.

And the reason why this town is so miserable is because it is a free folk town, with low defenses, there is not even a regular army in terms of force, and there is no backstage at all, so you can bully as much as you want.

And this time, the werewolf bloodied the town entirely because of the wizard behind the viscount.

The sorcerer, who called himself a snake keeper, lived in a forest with tens of thousands of snakes, and had planted a large patch of man-beating willows in a frenzy.

Not to mention people, of course, beasts that are slightly larger than rabbits are sometimes targeted by beating human willows, and as for people, because of their size, they are even more important targets.

Because of this, no one can reach the snake keeper's dwelling from the ground.

Every time they wanted to meet the snake keepers, they offered tribute on the outskirts of the forest, and after a while, the snake keepers' apprentices would play their flutes and ride a magic carpet through the forest to reach them......

And this time, the plan to wash the town in blood was also proposed by the snake breeder, supposedly for some kind of magic.

Forbidden area magic, Angela can be very sure, except for this kind of magic, it is a waste to use such a large array of other magic.

After all, no matter how dilapidated this town is, as long as it is not completely abandoned, there are still one or two thousand people.

Being able to touch the existence of the magic in the forbidden area, Angela can be sure that this time she has met a big man in the wizarding world.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, even if she is a wizard with good strength, Angela has never really integrated into the wizarding world.

The reason is very simple, first of all, she is not a wizard registered in the Imperial Wizard Tower, such a wizard is not uncommon, after all, the wizard's personality is loose, and if you can't stand it, you won't be able to do it.

The key thing is that there is no leader, and there are such cases, but most of them rely on some talents to live very hard, and it is really strange that Angela's strength has not yet entered the wizarding world.

It is also for this reason that Angela has not seen more than one palm of wizards.

When you see this wizard this time, you must communicate with him.

Letting go of Karon, who had become a little nervous because of the illusion, Angela immediately decided to meet the wizard.

But Karl hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

Roland asked anxiously, "Aren't we in a hurry to go to Avril's side?" ”

Angela said that the snake keeper doesn't have a magic carpet, and with the magic carpet, the speed will definitely be much faster.

Roland was convinced, and even if he didn't, Roland didn't have the right to decide.

Looking at the dead horses running in the mountains, Angela and the three of them had just crossed the mountain, and the sun had already set.

Angela used her magic to scout the surroundings and found a bear hole.

The grizzly bear inside pounced with its teeth and claws, and was slapped to the ground by Carl, turning around and fleeing.

Carl yelled and chased after him, but he didn't catch up, and when he came back, he brought back a small boar.

The bear cave smelled extremely strong, and the magic arrays were drawn out of thin air by Angela.

The bear cave was first roasted by fire, then washed by the wind, and after half an hour of busy work, the inside was cleaned up.

I have to say that the big grizzly bear will choose the location, the cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, and after there is no smell, it is quite comfortable to live in it.

In the evening, of course, it was time to roast the wild boar, and Angela's cooking skills grew with the magic of the wild boar, only to see a flame enveloping the treated wild boar.

The flames are evenly distributed, so there is no need to flip and grill repeatedly.

One by one, the spices purchased in the green leaf town floated out of thin air and were automatically smeared.

A wild boar is roasted to the skin and tender flesh, crispy and fragrant.

The three of them ate with their mouths full of oil, and their stomachs were swollen.

As the night passed, when the sun poked its head out and the first rays of sunlight fell on the earth, Angela and the others began to walk towards the manor at the foot of the mountain.

By the time the fog had risen, Angela and the others had arrived at the estate.

A huge windmill creaked and turned, and under the windmill, a farmer was digging the soil with a hoe.

He wore a pair of badly worn trousers, his trouser legs rolled up high, and his upper body was bare, revealing his thin body, and he was buried in hard work.

Occasionally raise his head to drive away the crows that landed on him.

In the field, several scarecrows swayed slightly, intimidating the birds.

Angela and the three of them passed through the fog and arrived in front of the peasant, and Carl asked loudly, "Hey, brother, do you know how to walk in the snake forest?" ”

Although the farmer looked very old, his actual age was only about 40, and Carl called him brother, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The peasant looked up numbly, then lowered himself and continued to work.

Roland was taken aback and ran behind Carl, who also lifted his axe, looking ready to fight.

The peasant's face was so weird, his eyes were blank and he was dazed, some parts of his face were rotting, and a few maggots were wriggling on it.

Angela said, "Let's go! ”

She had already received feedback from the magic detective, and with a movement of the fingers hidden in her sleeve, she canceled the magic circle.

This peasant is not a product of darkness, but a magical creature, with a master, and acts according to his master's orders, and is not aggressive when there are no other orders.

Zombies, Angela's eyes flickered, potions, snake, magic carpets, and now there are zombie productions, and she is becoming more and more interested in this snake keeper.

And this farmer is not just a zombie, according to the investigation of magic, this farmer has been dead for at least three years, and in the past three years, it has only rotted to this extent, all supported by a layer of medicine on the peasant's epidermis, which proves that the snake farmer's attainment in medicine is definitely not low.

It's not easy!

Angela and the others left and continued on to the farmstead.

A snake, poking its head out of the scarecrow's body, spits out red letters, and looks coldly at the backs of Angela's three.

Angela turned her head sharply, hooked her red lips under the hood, and smiled at the snake.

Regarding Angela's strange behavior, Carl couldn't help but ask, "Angela, what's wrong." ”

"It's nothing, it's just fun," Angela said. ”