There are a total of six people in this group, two fewer than before, two of them are first-level professionals, and the remaining four have reached the second-level or above.

Especially the one in the lead, who was at least a third-level warlock, and he had a wand in his hand that was extraordinary.

After discovering that the gnoll had fallen to the ground, the leading warlock quickly walked up to the gnoll leader and said something, and the gnoll leader was incredulous when he heard this, and after confirming that his subordinates had been killed, he was furious, and turned his head and roared several times in a row, and the three gnolls quickly pounced on the dense forest.

"It's a wanderer or a ranger, and he killed your companion!" The warlock's voice fell into Ron's ears with a hoarse voice, "They were killed silently, they should still be here!" ”

"To find him, I'm going to eat his flesh, he's a human, a cunning human!" The lingua franca of the gnoll leader wasn't very fluent, but at least Ron could understand it.

"I'll have my men assist you, Hogg, but you'd better show me the benefits you can do to us, that girl, Lord Falcao, must find it!" The warlock said slowly.

"They're inside, and I've seen them escape in there!" The gnoll leader roared with a fierce expression.

"That's good, dirty mouse, we'll wait to see the show!" The warlock's eyes narrowed, revealing a vicious serpent's viciousness.

Sneaking and hiding not far away, Ron also frowned, they actually wanted to catch Avillan?

However, it is not surprising that the Crows are supposed to do this, and if ordinary girls fall into their hands, they will inevitably be tortured, and even in order to get some beautiful girl slaves, they may ruin an entire family.

Ron had heard before that in Neverwinter in order to get the twin daughters of a wealthy merchant, they conspired to blame the rich merchant, and forcibly poisoned the rich merchant in prison, and then kidnapped all his wives and daughters, and carried out horrific training in prison, and finally gave them to some nobles as playthings.

Ron didn't have any good feelings for this organization before, and after being promoted to Legend, he even wanted to erase the cancer of this Neverwinter City with his own hands.

It's a pity that when he wanted to make a move, he searched all over Neverwinter, but he couldn't find any trace of this organization.

They seem to have changed their names in the end, joined the Rattlesnake Brotherhood, and participated in the Third Dark Arts War.

However, now, hearing that they were beating Avrillan's attention, a cold murderous intent suddenly appeared in Ron's eyes.

He won't forget the female gamer in the previous life who was almost driven crazy.

The five men and the four gnolls quickly searched from different directions, the rangers and thieves relied on the strength of the crowd, but they did not start their stealth, looking vigilant, but there was also a warlock who frequently waved his detection magic to detect the traces around him.

Warlocks are not of high rank, but they are the most troublesome.

In addition to them, two warriors also clenched their blades and were responsible for search and vigilance.

Soon, they found two more gnolls that had been killed.

At this moment, the gnoll man roared like an exploding pot, especially the gnoll leader saw that his three subordinates were killed silently, and he was so angry that he raised his head and roared, and called out the five gnolls who were digging stones inside.

"The blood is still hot, he must still be here, find him. Damn rats! The warlock narrowed his eyes and commanded his men.

"It's supposed to be a ranger! Only very few traces were left and no more information was seen! One of the thieves said.

Ranger is the official name of the Ranger in the world of Aveline, for example a Rogue is generally called a Wanderer.

"Hmph, damn Ranger!"

"He's mine, he killed my child, I'm going to eat his flesh!" The gnoll leader hissed angrily.

"Find it!"

Several humans and gnolls dispersed again, searching the forest.

Ron stayed where he was, the thick bushes obscuring his body, and the smell on his body had long since been cleared.

As the ranger who is most familiar with the jungle, Ron has long figured out the surrounding scenery and terrain, there are many bushes and boulders in the forest, as well as many fallen trees and obstacles, and the dense leaves are the best for hiding, and it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone in the forest.

Of course, perhaps they relied on the gnolls' noses and reconnaissance magic, which is why Ron didn't do it right away.

If it is someone else, they may be the first to choose to retreat, comparing the other party with a larger number and a higher level.

But Ron chose to wait, he waited quietly, motionless, like a wood carving.

Years of fighting had already taught him how to stay undetected in the forest.

An iron-clad warrior slowly scoured through the bushes beside him, unaware of the danger at hand.

Ron could even clearly see the slight nervousness and vigilance on his face, and beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Ron didn't move, didn't shoot, lurked motionless, waiting for his chance.

They seemed to realize that the person was a skilled ranger, so they were not very far from each other, and the four gnolls searched from the right, looking vigilant, while the five humans were all on the left.

Hiding in the bushes and quietly observing, Ron was able to spot even the small movements of each person, from which he could analyze their personality traits and possible reactions, which was his fighting instinct.

It was only after the men had fully penetrated into the forest that he quietly moved and threw himself to the right.

Now, the killing feast begins, and death has come!

The first to be killed, still a gnoll, barely made a sound, and after searching the forest for about twenty minutes, one of the gnolls suddenly noticed that one of their companions was inexplicably missing.

At this moment, it was taken aback, and quickly looked back, only to find that its companion had fallen in blood at some point.

Of course, this was only the beginning of the nightmare, and the gnoll soon discovered that all of his companions but himself had disappeared at some point.

With a hint of horror in its eyes, it quickly raised its head and roared, staring back sharply at the dense and gloomy forest, grinning its teeth.

However, it found nothing, and the forest was still quiet, with no killing in sight.

However, it was such a forest that made countless horrors rise in its heart, and it frequently turned its head to observe every wind and grass.

Because of its roar, the others sprang into action, gathering towards it, and soon they were behind the gnoll.

When the people who came around saw the corpse of the jackal who fell to the ground again, they couldn't help but be shocked, and the four gnolls were responsible for patrolling the right side.

At this time, three of them had already been killed again, and a small shocking hole appeared in the head of the jackal, and one of them was still silently cut by a sharp blade.

"Shhh

"Just killed, he's still here! No trace can be seen! One of the thieves narrowed his eyes and looked up at the dense forest, thinking slightly.

As a thief, assassination is also one of his most proficient skills, and he can also kill a person without a sound.

But he still didn't expect this ranger to be so bold, and these gnolls were actually killed under the noses of his own people.

This sent a hint of horror through his heart.

"There is no smell on the corpse, the reconnaissance magic can't detect it, the other party is a veteran!" The warlock said with a frown.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged warlock in the lead was a little angry when he heard this: "Didn't anyone find out that he was doing it?" What do you eat? ”

He turned his head and glared at his subordinates.

However, suddenly, he noticed something, and his expression suddenly changed: "Wait, where is Tolkien?" ”

When the four of them heard this, their hearts were suddenly startled, and they quickly turned their heads.

One is gone again!

At this moment, the expressions of the four people changed almost at the same time, as if they had seen a ghost, and quickly looked up You look at me, I look at you.

There was a sudden silence all around, a little frightening.

A cold wind gently swirls!

"What about Tolkien?" A hint of foreboding quickly appeared in the hearts of the middle-aged man in the lead, and he almost roared out through gritted teeth.

"I remember him looking on my right side!"

"He's on my left, I just saw him, ten minutes ago!"

"He's ......"

The surroundings suddenly became quiet again, and almost everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at the quiet forest with a hint of horror on their faces.

"Waste, waste, find me, find me!" The middle-aged man in the lead also panicked, and he no longer had the demeanor and elegance he had just now.

"Damn Ranger, are you challenging me? You've mistaken your calculations. ”