Walk!

The four mages glanced at each other and stomped on their toes, forming a black elemental beast that kept heading towards the north. If they want to avoid the man chasing from behind, they have better to go to a town near the dark zone. All the super mages were in the town ready to gather and probe, so naturally they didn't dare to make other plans.

They can all guess that the other party is in the town, and they don't want to say it, after all, there is no benefit in saying it, if they secretly trade meditation methods, they only need to spend a certain price to get it.

"Francis, trap the other party first, so that you can move forward safely."

"Understood."

The hooded mage at the head waved his bone staff and muttered words in his mouth. A few strands of cyan silk thread emerged from the back, forming a woman in white full of green silk. Her skin was pale, and there was a black hole in her face, and the white bones inside were clearly visible. She snapped out of her scarlet gaze, screamed, and swooped over.

Francis finished, nodded and left.

Shout! Shout!

The speed of the four people was fast, and they crossed seventy or eighty meters in a few seconds and ran towards the town.

Far away, Grant, who had been running, didn't use the speed snake. Although it is possible to use the ghost hound to defend their position and slowly trap them. But Grant thinks the most feasible way is to force them into the range of the rune, seriously injure them, and harvest their lives one by one.

"Pretty fast, aren't you? It seems to be alert, but I've made plans to see if you get out of this area. Hmph, remember not to use my power to snatch the meditation method and dream. ”

Grant muttered, his eyes refracting a murderous intent, condensed like substance. One hand clenched a white bone staff, and the other hand picked up the Frozen King Sword. A mage is able to wield two weapons. It's the same with one on the left and one on the left and one on the ring. Grant's usual staff wasn't of much use. However, the Undead Monarch Bone Staff is very useful for storing an undead knight.

Ahhhh......h

A ghost dressed in white. A scream of grief and indignation came, and a faint chill came from behind. Scary and fraught with danger.

"It's as strong as the middle of the second order, and there happens to be an undead knight who can fight you."

As soon as Grant pressed the bone staff, a headless horseman wearing cyan armor appeared beside him, riding a Stygian warhorse. He raised the reins of his steed and charged at the sign of a knight's spear. There are streams of black flames around his body, just like the movie "Demon Knight".

Bang!

The ghost and the undead knight collided, erupting into a strong wind of energy that swept away the black mist around them.

Grant ignored it. On tiptoe, follow the four mages in front of you, the speed is not particularly fast, but it will not let the other party notice that they are deliberately leaving their hands.

"The other party is so powerful, Francis's captive pet has no effect."

"Don't worry about it, it's just a matter of delaying time."

"At the current rate, there is still no problem in entering the town, and everyone continues to maintain it."

Four mages travel through the plains or woods to reach the second rank. Ordinary terrain doesn't make much difference anymore. No matter how rugged the road surface is, it is like a street, and you can cross a hundred miles of road in a hurry.

After five minutes of advancement, catch up all the way.

Grant inhales. As you look ahead, silently count the time and understand that it's time to wrap up.

Bang!

His legs are infused with powerful energy. Like lightning, four or five steps in a row. Go 100 meters. In the blink of an eye, it approached the distance of the four mages in front of him. This speed. Frightened the four mages, they all accelerated.

According to the plan, entering a mottled mountain road is the goal.

"It's coming!"

When Grant saw that there was still more than 800 meters of road in his mind, his face was overjoyed, and he already knew that he was going to succeed.

Less than a minute later.

At this moment, a burst of dazzling golden light emerged from the black mist, and the powerful energy produced bursts of whirlwind that tore through the black mist.

The four black-robed mages stepped on the ground, feeling the black earth shatter and bloom with a glimmer of golden light. Countless golden threads wrapped around their toes in mid-air, and their strong adsorption power made their faces change.

Oh no, we've got it!

As soon as they thought about it, they didn't have time to chant spells or even activate the remnants of the spell inscription.

Rumble! Rumble!

A rumbling sound resounded through the sky, and the blinding golden light forced back the black fog. Grant stood in the distance and saw the results, a smile on his lips and excitement in his eyes. He understood that the plan was successful, put away the bone staff, toe to the point, and came down to the location of the rune explosion in three or four. When I saw the mages lying on the ground, most of them were left with frightening wounds, and gurgling blood foamed non-stop.

"You forced me."

Grant knew that the moment the other party got the meditation method, the two parties were already immortal!

Brush!

Grant stepped forward, slashing at several mages who were not yet dead, and destroying the Sea of Meditation. After taking a few steps closer, he put away the rings of the four of them and cleaned them of the magic items on their bodies.

Hey? Is there anyone else who hasn't died?

As Grant tried to leave, he noticed a faint fluctuation of life in the air. Noticed a fair-skinned female mage, trying to communicate with the other members of the Order.

"Looks like it's going to have to be cleaned up."

Grant threw his sword, piercing the female mage's chest. After a groan of pain, the mage fell straight to the ground.

He took a few steps closer, ripped open the female mage's robe, and noticed a black pattern on his chest. The black mist's surging fingers disturbed the shape of the pattern before he breathed a sigh of relief. Grant knew that one hour after death, the pattern would automatically transmit the last few images of the deceased to another spellcaster.

Burn the pillar of fire!

Grant recited a spell and burned the corpse before leaving the area.

…………

For the remaining day and a half, after having a meditation method, Grant did not look for it again. It's basically a random search for and fight around the demon corpses. In the process of all these changes, the stronger it becomes.

Flutter!

The gray arc slashed through a demon corpse with purple skin and horns on its forehead. He fell down and rotted into liquid.

Grant saw it, and secretly estimated it. Knowing that the time had come, it was time to return to the original position and wait for Captain Kurolo.

…………

Pointed stone belt, where the head of the Kulolo regiment sits, looking up at the heavy black mist.

"The dark century will be pierced by one man!"

He sighed faintly. At this time, after sensing the surrounding figures, the corners of his mouth smiled: "Okay, I also need to prepare to enter the dark area for detection activities." ”

Shout! Shout! Shout!

After a while, four or five black-robed mages arrived one after another, each with a tired look and more excited.

"Wait a little longer, and everyone will be ready to go."

"Understood."

"Yes."

They nodded in unison, found a place, and sat down to rest.

Grant arrived quickly, and when he noticed that the side of Captain Kurolo's robe was extremely light blood, he knew that the leader had gained something in this area shrouded in black mist. Thinking of his gain, the corners of his mouth smiled unconsciously.

"Wait in peace, but what is the danger that Master Hatins said?"

Grant closed his eyes and thought about the question. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )