The gnoll's momentum was paused, and the flames spread and circled in a circle, revealing a gap.

Within the ring of fire, in addition to Angela and Carl and the five, there were seven gnolls.

"Kill her!"

The only little leader of the gnoll in the circle of fire waved the axe in his hand, pointed at Angela and roared, and took the initiative to rush forward.

The rest of the gnolls followed, screaming and charging.

With a click, a jackal caught in the trap of the beast, fell to the ground with a scream, struggled to get up, and was hit in the head by a crossbow arrow, and fell to the ground again.

Old Walker calmly put away his crossbow, drew his hunting knife and walked in front of Mary, who at this time also took away an unlucky man who had stepped on an iron thistle with her bow and arrow, and was aiming for the second.

James swept his gun and intercepted two, Oliver blocked one, Carl hooked one with an axe, and was later shot in the chest by Mary with an arrow.

In the end, the small boss broke through the siege and reached Angela.

"Die."

The little leader's eyes glistened with blood, and the hideous axe was about to fall.

Anji pulled, took the initiative to meet it, and quickly crashed into the arms of the little leader.

Silver glittered between the wide sleeves, the sharp blade severed the little boss's wrist, and the axe was firmly caught by a slender and slender palm.

With a wrong step, as if dancing, Angela spun behind the little leader.

With the force of the rotation, the axe fell like lightning.

The chain armor was slashed, followed by flesh and bones.

"Uh-huh!"

The little boss spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide open, and his face full of disbelief.

He never thought that a witch could fight like this.

It's not that there are no wizards who can fight, but they are all male witches, and witches have never appeared.

But the little boss who regretted anything couldn't think of it, his spine was cut off, he only felt that the lower half of his body was unconscious, his heart was full of panic, after climbing a few steps, he was trampled down by Angela, and then his head was cut off by Angela's axe.

The other gnolls wanted to enter through the gap in the ring of fire, but they were blocked by James, who had his hands free, only to see the dragon slaying spear in his hand waving, and for a while, there were some people who couldn't open it.

After five more deaths, the gnolls retreated, and they roamed around, waiting for their moment.

It can't go on like this, Angela thought to herself.

Fear comes from the unknown, from death.

In addition to the fear at first, these gnolls began to decrease as they came into more contact with Angela's flames, as they discovered that Angela was not as strong as they imagined, let alone supported by desire.

Now, the magic is a little too much to hold.

What's more, there are not many combustibles around.

"Listen." Angela said, "I'll remove the flames later, and then we'll split up, they're targeting me, and there shouldn't be too many people chasing you." ”

"But......" James was still hesitating, and Jack said anxiously, "Boss, just do what the witch says, and don't forget that she is better than all of us, and if she is alone, she can run more easily." ”

"But what about him." Oliver asked anxiously.

At this moment, Carl was sweating profusely, and according to the recovery ability of his body, the injury should have stopped bleeding, but it was still bleeding.

Angela went up to check on the rejection, and then said, "Find a piece of land near a water source and bury him." ”

Oliver immediately sprayed and complained: "It's not an orc, bury one in the spring, and you can harvest a lot in the fall." ”

Angela rolled her eyes: "Please, bury it deeper." ”

This is a local method, she doesn't know if it works, but now that the situation is urgent, she can only do this.

After discussing the gathering in the Flame Monkey Territory, the flames flickered and began to shrink rapidly, Angela rushed towards a group of gnolls with an axe, stretched out her left palm, and the [Cold Wind Spray] was launched.

Gnolls have dark vision, but they don't have a good way to deal with fog.

The three gnolls were enveloped in it, and suddenly their whole bodies stiffened, and their eyes could not see, Angela broke into it, and in an instant there was the sound of knives entering the flesh.

The gnolls hurriedly rushed forward and surrounded the fog caused by the [Cold Wind Spray].

Seeing that the jackal was attracted to Angela's attention, James hurriedly beckoned his teammates and fled to the other side.

More than 20 gnolls chased after them, and after chasing them for some distance, they realized that James and they were not easy to mess with, so they gave up.

Turn the camera back to Angela......

The night wind was strong and the fog began to move with the wind.

Three bodies were exposed, one of them still kneeling on the ground with an axe stuck in his forehead.

However, there was no trace of Angela.

Soon, the gnolls reacted and chased after the icy mist.

It's a pity that no one dares to rush into the fog on their own initiative.

Eventually, the fog drifted into the forest and subsequently dissipated.

Fear comes either from an unknown threat or from an impact on the senses.

The flames are an impact on the senses of these gnolls, and deep in their genes tell them that the flames in the forest are terrible and will kill them, so they are afraid.

But now, they found that Angela's flames didn't have the power to destroy everything like the runaway fires of the forest, so they weren't so afraid.

Of course, it can also be relied on brutal killings to make the gnolls fearful.

It's a pity that Angela doesn't have such physical fitness.

Her killing methods are precise and deadly, but apparently, they don't have enough impact on the senses.

So now, Angela needs to retreat into the shadows and hide from the gnolls.

Angela doesn't have dark vision, and in the dark environment of the forest, her vision range is far less than that of a gnoll.

However, the gnoll's glowing green eyes are so conspicuous, and coupled with the existence of the talent of [Vibration Sensing], coupled with the talent [Lightning Reflex], Angela reacts countless times faster than these gnolls, and she is like a fish in water in the forest.

Calm down, and the magic flows slowly.

Angela relied on the vibration frequency of her heartbeat and footsteps to spread out, like a radar, using [vibration sensing] to listen carefully, perceiving the approximate terrain within three yards, coupled with the vague picture information received by her pupils, and then moving rapidly.

All the means are used, and the information obtained is also very limited, and all kinds of thrills are constantly going along the way.

Or a thick branch suddenly appears in front of you, or a poisonous snake, or it is possible that your feet suddenly fall into the air.

However, all this, with the compensation of [Lightning Reflection], is not too much of a problem.

Angela walked around large circles and small circles, treading water along the way, and bypassing swamps when she encountered them.

Occasionally encountering a fatal miasma, Angela also rushed over with her nose covered, but wrote down the location in her heart.

Sometimes he suddenly stops, grabs a handful of herbs he knows, and smashes them with a razor blade. Soon, the gnolls' sense of smell lost its effect.

The smell of herbs that irritated the nose made several gnolls cried bitterly over their noses.

At this moment, Angela completely escaped into the darkness.

The host and guest were transposed, and the cold short knife was wiped clean by Angela.

In the faint light of the moon, an unlucky emerald green viper was dragged in Angela's hand, pulling out the poison sac, squeezing out the venom, and dripping it into the stone that had been pounded into a green paste.

The magic surged, the firewood and grass under the stones were ignited, and a faint light of fire stood out in the darkness.