"Roar~"

"Wow~~"

"Hmm~~~"

The terrifying howls of one after another were very clear in the silence of the woodland, and the terrible cries of these evil spirits from the depths of hell made Merlin feel dizzy for a while, although he had removed the hearing aids in his ears as soon as he heard the first howl, but these howls that could act on a deeper level still affected his mind, shook his soul, and blocked Merlin's possibility of teleportation.

The howl of terror in Heruga, the call of death in the depths of the earth!

These dark Pokémon that were feared by humans in the old times and called the Devil's Dog, Cerberus, and the Messenger of Death are a kind of canine-shaped Pokémon produced in the present-day Johto region in the western part of the old Seki Castle, with the dual attributes of evil and fire, they are terror hunters at the top of the food chain in the wild, with their strong hunting instincts, combat talents, and powerful special abilities to hunt any creature that they define as prey, and this kind of soul-intimidating howl is one of their terrifying special abilities.

During the two world wars, the Black Ruga and its pre-evolved form Dai Rubi became the widely configured military dogs of the 6th Army of Seki with their cruel nature and combat ability, and they were once active on many battlefields with the crazy Seki bushido army, and left a deep impression on the world together with the cruel, ruthless, and ruthless "samurai" of Seki - the terrifying howl that always stays in the soul and the poisonous flame that burns the wound forever.

Also as a canine-shaped Pokémon, the Carty Dog is a very good companion, pet and even guardian Pokémon, they are tame, loyal and brave, and can help humans do a lot of auxiliary work regardless of return, and are man's best friend or the best domestication object. However, Derubi and the evolved Heruga are clearly different, these arrogant, vicious hunters only follow their own will and fighting instincts, they are difficult to tame by humans, but once tamed, then their intelligent minds and the fighting talent of the group will also be unreservedly dedicated to their masters.

The rulers of the old days, as well as the so-called aristocracy, would often domesticate a herd of Dairubi and Heruga to serve as hunting dogs to help them hunt, both as a necessity and as a way for them to show off their strength. These naturally unruly predators are strong, cruel, bloodthirsty and ruthless, so that those who are high up and above see their own shadow in them.

The experience of being hunted by a group of Dai Ruby Merlin had an unbearable time when he was a child, but he never thought that when he grew up, he would be hunted by a group of black ruga, which is a repeat of fate? Or is it another inescapable catastrophe? Merlin didn't know, he just vaguely felt the two bite wounds on his left arm that were deep into the bone marrow began to ache again......

Against gunmen who only kill people, Merlin can constantly roll and escape in search of fighters. However, it is undoubtedly quite a foolish move to run away against a group of powerful and powerful black rugars who are skilled at hunting, and this behavior will only arouse the hunting interest of this group of demons even more than their own physical and energy consumption.

As for the counterattack? No kidding, these innate qiē forms of hellhounds with evil attributes can neither interfere with them nor harm them, and even Merlin's telekinesis that can destroy a qiē entity has no effect on the group of vicious dogs.

Summoning your buddies to battle? Even worse idea! The evil attributes of these vicious dogs almost paralyzed Merlin's team while they were immune to Merlin's abilities.

Vizer, Hapu and Kuknas have almost completely lost their combat ability due to their attributes, so they basically have no chance to play.

The same is true for Reiko, the most common trait of the Black Ruga is Extended Burn, which is equivalent to additional immunity to Flame Damage, which makes Reiko almost useless when dealing with them. So it's basically not likely to play. For the same reason, Legion and Dragu, who are fire-type and have weaker combat power in the team, completely lost the opportunity to participate in the battle.

Antli's strongest attack method is the ability attribute, and when dealing with Heiruga, he will lose most of the attack methods he can choose from, and his combat power will inevitably be greatly reduced, but it should still be able to wield a surprise weapon at a critical moment. As for Dak, with its water attributes, it should still be able to wield enough combat power.

And the newly joined mantis brothers, whose combat effectiveness is quite dependable, also have a huge disadvantage in attributes when facing Heiruga, especially the giant pincer mantis Pryers is particularly afraid of flames, so it is basically impossible for them to play.

In this way, the only ones left by Merlin's partners to play at full strength are Dracula, Caimen, Dark, Monador, Dalles and Sandel, of course, Frog can also try to fight, but based on the comprehensive consideration of attributes and combat intensity, it is better not to appear. The rest of them are Nightingale, LaVe, and Patrone, who are basically ineffective, and they can be completely ignored.

After thinking about it comprehensively, Merlin began to silently pray to all the gods he knew, unrealistically hoping that the combat power of this group of Black Ruga would not be too strong, because if they were a little weaker, Merlin would still have a chance to fight with them and try something, but if their combat power was above the advanced level, then Merlin would basically lose the chance to win completely.

With six Pokémon with an average power above the high level, against a dozen or so Black Ruga, who are good at fighting, Merlin really can't think of a worse scenario than this.

Merlin knew worse was in the way of seeing the dogs roar with their teeth bared and their throats, their huge and twisted horns, their muscular muscles and their oily fur, their crimson eyes, and their tail wagging like forks.

The combat power of each of the thirteen Heiruga in this group of thirteen black ruga is at least above the elite by visual observation, and a random fierce dog is enough to give Merlin a headache, and it requires the most front-line partners in the team to fight with all their strength and rack Merlin's brains and Merlin's mental strength to be able to barely stand still. And now, there are thirteen such guys.

The Adam's apple slid slowly, and Merlin put his hands back at his waist and chest, fighting in such a situation was foolish, his companions simply did not have enough combat power to deal with this group of fierce dogs, it was better to wait for the right time than to die in vain.

After settling down, Merlin cautiously scanned the vicious dogs. One of his current heblocas was a very special one. It was particularly strong and had a strange sense of majesty, the protruding bone armor on its body was unusually wide and shone with a strange brilliance compared to its kind, and the giant horns on the top of its head were the thickest of a dozen of its kind, and instead of flipping backwards like the ordinary Helluga horns, they stretched straight upwards while rippling with a luster similar to that of a mixture of bone and metal.

This strange black ruga was the closest to Merlin, and the other twelve black ruga were probably more than ten meters away from him, staring at him with fierce eyes, roaring and roaring at him in turn, using their howls to influence and control Merlin's mind. Only this black ruga was less than ten meters away from him, and it did not howl or glare at Merlin fiercely, but maintained a state of almost looking down on Merlin—it was almost as tall as Merlin, but it could look at him condescendingly with its neck high. It was inexplicable, and Merlin felt like the Black Ruga was looking at him like he was expecting something......

In the distance, the roar of motorcycles became clearer.

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"Ahem~~!!" The strange man who was coughing violently was doing his best to hurry, but his faltering, staggering, and staggering movement was really impressive, and the fact that he had to rest and catch his breath for a long time before he could take another step made it even more difficult for him to move forward.

"Don't die so fast, little one." Stretching out a thin palm in a black leather glove to support a giant tree, the strange man bent over and gasped as he muttered to himself, "It's useless for me if you're dead, I need you to live, live well......"

It was a long time before the strange man straightened up and set off again.

It's just that when he walked away again, the giant tree that he had just supported had dropped a few withered yellow leaves, obviously in the spring, obviously in the spring when all things were born, this originally thriving giant tree actually began to drop dead leaves, and even began to drop dead branches, until it quickly turned into a rotten wood and completely lost its life......

Strangely, the strange man seemed to be more powerful and faster at this time, and his body was no longer swaying from side to side.

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In the hollow of the eerie woodland, a ghost-like locomotive roared out, painted in bright oil paint, with blood-red eyes that were shining fiercely, and a huge mouth with a mouth full of fangs that seemed to be about to be devoured. The jockey of this demon motorcycle was a very rough man, with a messy beard, a messy curly length, and messy chest hair peeking out of his chest...... This guy is a man who is too "manly" and unquestionable.

With a large cigar in his mouth, which was almost smoked, the man's face was covered by the rich gray smoke coming from the cigar. "Boy," he said in a gruff voice, "accept your fate, you have no chance as a capable person......

Merlin glanced at the man who was too manly in the middle of the clouds, and suddenly remembered a past. That was an incident that happened when he was receiving systematic ability training in the Golden Yellow Pavilion. One afternoon, Merlin attended a regular meeting with several middle-aged uncles to discuss what brand of metal spoon they should buy to practice telekinesis...... The boring meeting revolves around which brand of spoon has better metal texture and which brand of spoon has a more reasonable structure.

When the meeting was in full swing - that is, when the middle-aged uncles divided into three factions were fighting for their favorite spoon brands and fighting with each other, Merlin had already planned to slip away while they were in a mess - but something impressed Merlin was born, a new face uncle who had been staying on the sidelines like Merlin finally seemed to be unable to resist his smoking addiction, He took advantage of the chaos around him to secretly light his cigarette under the table, and then took a deep breath of smoke with a happy expression, and began to swallow the clouds and exhale the smoke as if no one was around.

The foul smell of smoke suddenly spread through the conference room. Most of the capable people have some special little habits, but hobbies such as cigarettes that can make ** addictive are generally avoided by the able, so there are many people who prohibit smoking, alcohol and even abstinence. The sight of someone brazenly smoking, which suddenly quieted the originally chaotic conference room. Everyone turned to glaring at the uncle, who was immersed in cigarettes. It's a pity that the uncle, who has completely fallen into nicotine pleasure, completely ignores their stares and still closes his eyes to enjoy the pleasure of this tobacco.

At this time, the other uncle began his own movements, staring intently at the flickering fire in the smoker's hand, his hands clenched tightly and began to rub slowly. Suddenly, the little sparks on the cigarette in the smoker's hand swelled violently into a huge fireball, completely enveloping the smoker, who was still immersed in nicotine pleasure, and the smoker who was wrapped in the sudden flames let out a scream......

Afterwards, the new smoker was expelled from the gym on the grounds that he was not suitable for cultivating abilities because he was indulging in ** pleasure. And the uncle who burned him severely was also punished to a certain extent, he was taught about three or four words by Nazi, and the reason why he was reprimanded was because he used his moves negligently. Merlin, on the other hand, snuck in with the uncle and learned his moves.

Merlin initially thought that Uncle was using the Mind Fire, a special ability to make objects burn by his own will, and that once applied to them, he would force them to burn, whether they could burn or not. However, the uncle told him that this was not a fire of mind that started out of thin air, but a special use of mental power - to help combustion. Pursue and energize them with the power of the already stored flames, turning them into extremely destructive and powerful energy flames that burst open to scorch enemies in an instant. Merlin learned this technique, but he was not very proficient in using it, and he rarely had the opportunity to practice or practice it, after all, he had more effective telekinesis to help him against his enemies.

If this kind of burning technique is used skillfully, it should be able to amplify the flame generated when the gun hits the bullet, but Merlin is not very skilled in using it, so he didn't have a chance to use it when he was attacked by the gunmen before, but the wild man in front of him with a huge cigar in his mouth seems to have a chance to let Merlin try to use this technique.

With that in mind, Merlin focused all his attention on the cigar in the wild man's mouth, and focused his attention on the spark that was burning in the light of the fire. It was a great challenge for Merlin to perform this extremely subtle ability operation in the midst of the howls of the Heruga, but in order to fight for the only chance to survive, Merlin had to try to fight.

Evil attribute Pokémon are not very sensitive to abilities or even slow to induce due to their innate immunity, and Merlin's subtle abilities that are barely released easily flicked past the group of Black Ruga and approached the wild man who was putting on an attitude that everything was under control.

I don't know if it was Merlin's delusion, but he seemed to see the strange leader of the Black Ruga hook the corners of his mouth at him, revealing a fleeting smile.

The wild man didn't care to spew fog behind the Black Ruga group, and he even had the leisure to stir the locomotive to burst into a shrill roar to intimidate Merlin.

Merlin was trying his best to catch the tiny sparks from the cigar, but it wasn't always smooth, this kind of subtle operation was not his specialty, and the constant howling of the Black Ruga around affected Merlin's mood, which made Merlin's operation more and more wrong. Several times he caught the spark, but eventually let it run away. But just when he had repeatedly failed to catch that spark, he suddenly had another bigger spark - a spark from the motorcycle engine! The wild man frequently urged the motorcycle engine to refuel and ignite, creating another spark for Merlin that was easier to maneuver!

"Boy ......" The wild man took a deep breath of the cigar, which was almost burned out. He set his eyes on Merlin, "Die! As he spoke, he habitually twisted the handlebars and pushed the engine of the motorcycle to the maximum distance. The motorcycle exploded with a huge roar in an instant, and then exploded out of thin air into a huge fireball......

Merlin dodged the flying shards of burning metal and whispered, "Smoking is bad for your health." ”

The wild man was reduced to charred wreckage in an instant, and he was killed by his mount before he even screamed before he died. The Heruga, who had lost their master in an instant in the midst of a violent explosion, were visibly puzzled, and they stopped howling at Merlin and began to whisper something to each other, while the strange Heruga, who was probably the leader, finally withdrew the gaze it had been staring at Merlin—Merlin swore that he saw a hint of joy or something in those eyes—and turned back to confirm the condition of the wild man, and then raised its neck and let out a long whistling. The surrounding Herrugars immediately roared in response, and at the same time gathered to its side and abandoned the siege of Merlin.

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately prepared to teleport away from the group of vicious dogs that made him sweat coldly. But at this moment, a large area of extremely sharp ice blades was thrown from the top of Merlin's head, and these ice blades that released a piercing chill formed a circle at Merlin's feet and imprisoned him firmly in it.

Immediately after that, a thin figure suddenly jumped from the canopy beside Merlin, and this black-purple figure with a pair of extraordinarily long arms glared at Merlin coldly, causing Merlin's breathing to stagnate, and his body stiffened. It used its glaring trick to temporarily imprison Merlin. However, it didn't pay much attention to Merlin, who was temporarily immobile, but flew straight past him and jumped in front of the leader of the Heruga, raising its right claw with sharp claws and pointing it directly at the neck of the Heruga, screaming sharply.

It was a Mahula, a Mahula who had carved ferocity into her soul with ferocity written on her face, eyes as cold as ice and as sharp as ice, and a pair of sharp claws capable of tearing a qiē. It screamed loudly by pointing its claws at the neck of the Heluga Collar, and at the same time scanning the group of Heirugas who were excited by the threat of the Collar with its cold and sharp gaze, but anyone who was swept by its gaze would subconsciously avoid its gaze.

The leader of the Heruga did not care about the small threat in front of him, and although the claws of Maura had been roaming its carotid artery, the giant fierce dog still looked down, looking down at it with a plain and condescending gaze, and there was no obvious fluctuation in the red eyes, but the image of Maura was clearly imprinted.

Merlin, whose body was still stiff, did not dare to act rashly for the time being. The group of Heiruga whose strength is above the elite alone is enough for him to be captured, plus the Makula, who is estimated to have a special level of combat power...... Merlin really had no way to deal with this kind of team that was both immune and outstanding, and even lacked a way to escape.

The negotiations between Matula and the Herugars in a distinctly unfriendly one, in which one of the two sides acted as a threat and the other as the threatened, was obviously not too pleasant, and at the same time it was unlikely that anything would end happily.

Completely ignoring Matula's threat of death, the Black Rugar let out a whoop as Mahula screamed. Hearing this roar, the group of Black Ruga retreated backwards until they reached the edge of the dense forest area, and then jumped into the endless primeval forest behind them in groups of two. Marula screamed in annoyance, but this did nothing to stop the Heruga from retreating, until the last two Heruga disappeared into the woods, and finally recognized the reality, and resentfully retracted the claws that had been swimming in the Heruga collar artery.

The Black Ruga snorted disdainfully, flicked his neck and gave Merlin a meaningful look, then gracefully turned and jumped to follow the trail left by his companions and disappeared into the pale red woods. In the distance, there was a roar of excitement in the woods.

When the voice of the Black Rugar Collar also completely disappeared in the woods, Ma Tula, who was exhaling a burst of white air in anger, turned around sharply and began to stare at Merlin viciously, its cold eyes flowing with hot anger and murderous intent.

"Boom," Merlin swallowed. He clearly felt the air around him slowing down, and an invisible pressure began to oppress him from the bottom up, from the top down. It's a similar feeling to what it feels like when you're in gravity, but it's different. Under this inexplicable pressure, Merlin's lungs made every breath and his heart beat harder than usual.

"Barometric pressure characteristics!?" Merlin gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Matula smiled, revealing one of its sharp, shiny teeth. It deftly moved its claws, sharper than steel flipped in countless fancy patterns. It stared at Merlin with a smile, its cold, fiery eyes that seemed to pierce Merlin's shirt, his flesh and blood, and pierce the depths of his soul. Mahula's eyes are said to be able to see through a qiē.

Under the targeted influence of the air pressure characteristics, Merlin was already extremely tired, just standing, just breathing, just maintaining the basic functions of the body, and a lot of his body was consumed, and under the influence of these few seconds, the body lost was even more than after the whole set of Mr. Zang-style devil training that Merlin had participated in - sweating, sweating, sweating, these words are no longer adjectives but very apt statements. If it's really just a simple ** fatigue, then Merlin won't be unbearable, what really frightens him is his ability, his original abundant ability is also quickly lost and dissipated with the pressure characteristics against the oppression.

Merlin had no doubt that after a few minutes of being targeted by this Mahura with the air pressure characteristics, he would definitely collapse to death due to the exhaustion of his body. It didn't even need the horse to pull its claws or some other trick if it didn't want to speed things up.

Martula looked at Merlin, who was already unsteady, her eyes were full of cruel play, and she didn't just look at Merlin, she just played with her claws, and just waited for Merlin to die.

Despair, it's easy to say, but how many times in a person's life can they really appreciate the meaning of this word? Merlin had experienced many threats of death, but never had he truly experienced this feeling of utter powerlessness.

His trusted companions couldn't help him, let them fight against this powerful Matula, Merlin was reluctant, this huge level gap could not be eliminated by just relying on any courage, backbone, and roots, and could only be narrowed little by little with fresh life. His ability to maneuver with which he once feared could not help him, his mind that he professed not to be too stupid could not help him, and the books he imprinted in his mind could not help him...... Nothing will help him, nothing will help, nothing will be in vain. This is despair, the boundless, deepest despair......

[Don't come out.] He said to Vizel, "Wait until I'm dead, wait for that guy to leave, and then take them wherever you want to live......

He tried his best to explain his future to his partners in the most bland tone, and in order to make his walk not so painful, he even tried his best to unilaterally block the electrocardiogram with his partners and make it a one-way transmission instead of the original two-way interaction.

[I am selfish and cowardly to tie you to my side. It's been so long, and it's really hard for you to get along with an abnormal human day and night......]

[It's time to set you free, and it's time to end......]

[This is the end of my journey......]

The loss of body and ability was gradually accelerating, and Merlin could clearly feel that his life was slowly escaping from his body. It's an amazing experience, experiencing first-hand the process of dying.

Closing his eyes, Merlin stopped looking at the mighty Mahula, no longer wondering why she was so powerful, and no longer thinking about death. He began to reminisce about his short but long life, reminiscing about his own bits and pieces, and recalling the days and nights he spent with his partners.

An egg, an egg with yellow and brown stripes, a living life. It was a gift from his grandfather that Merlin had received on his fifth birthday. Grandpa told him that there was a powerful monster in his egg, and that this beast would be his faithful servant, his dutiful guard, and his powerful arm in the future......

Little Merlin didn't care about that, he just wanted a friend, he just wanted a partner. When he tentatively touched the magical egg with his tiny fingers, the little rhythm of life that came from his fingertips made Merlin inexplicably excited. At that time, he didn't know what was inside the egg, but he knew that he was no longer lonely, no longer lonely all night staring at the dark ceiling and not daring to sleep, no longer lonely and ignorant in the face of death every day, no longer lonely......

Having lost the strength to support his body to continue standing, Merlin collapsed limply on the already muddy ground. Merlin, who was immersed in old memories, smiled, but a few drops of water oozed from his eyes closed for some reason.

The light red primeval forest area is very quiet, as if nature is also expressing a moment of silence for the dying Merlin.

Matura looked triumphantly at Merlin who had fallen to the ground, quietly waiting for Merlin to be taken away by death. It had already begun to figure out how to divide Merlin's corpse, how to carve on it the delicate patterns that belonged only to Maula, and for a moment it had even begun to struggle with the trade-offs between those patterns.

"Roar!! ~~" At this moment, a very majestic dragon roar suddenly sounded in the endless forest area, and this sound wave was like a hurricane in the forest area, blowing the branches and leaves to make the plants tremble.

Mahula's face changed dramatically, and she let out a loud cry, then raised her arms and pounced on Merlin, who had fainted to the ground.

"Roar!! ~~" There was an even sharper dragon moan.

The body of Ma Ranla, who was rushing towards Merlin, froze for a moment, but in an instant, it returned to normal, its eyes quickly turned a few times, and after hesitating for a moment, it still rushed towards Merlin without hesitation, and the sharp claws in its hands accurately and lightly tore apart Merlin's chest, causing a large area of red to bloom there, and Merlin, who was already fainting, fell into a deeper coma.

After the blow was successful, Ma Rana roared with a heavy color, and then quickly pulled out his sharp claws that pierced into Merlin's body, shook off the blood beads on it, and then simply jumped into the dense forest neatly, and disappeared into the reckless forest in an instant. Merlin was left lying in a growing red......

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The mighty dragon groans not only scared Mahura away, but also frightened the wizened monster. The strange man, who also heard the dragon's groan, carefully concealed himself behind a giant tree, and turned his head in disbelief to look around.

"Damn, shit!" He muttered angrily, "Where did the dragon come from!?" A dragon groan of this intensity...... Is it a crossing? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be...... But I have to be careful, really have to be careful...... Little one, you can just wait for me......"

The strange man, who was already slow, slowed down his movement even more, and groped his way forward in the woodland.

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After the dragon groaned, a huge vertical biplane flew slowly in the clouds high above the light red forest area, and in the rear cabin of the aircraft, in the hatch that had been opened, the hunter G, whose whole body was covered in a huge cloak, looked at the boundless forest sea under his feet surrounded by hundreds of large-mouthed bats.

"Boy, the game between the two of us is starting again. Are you looking forward to it? I'm looking forward to it......" After whispering, Hunter G jumped off the aircraft.

Countless large-mouthed bats immediately enveloped him, carrying him, pulling him, and leading him down from the clouds into the woodland, followed by dozens of ropes thrown down from the hatch, and dozens of crossbowmen also descended into the woods. Then, a large swarm of bats burst out of the hatch and gathered in the air into a huge purple-black torrent that swirled and swooped down into the woodland.

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At the same time that the black-pressed bat army poured into the woodland, on the top of a tall giant tree that was at least 1,000 years old, a man in a brown power suit wearing a small hat with a face covered by a mask, three ribs stuck in his waist, six purple Poké balls hanging from his waist, and a guy with a small backpack on his back looked into the distance and said to himself: "It's so lively...... Those who should have come and those who shouldn't have come have come......"

As he spoke, four men dressed like him emerged from the canopy of the giant tree, each with a different weapon.

"Shall we get ahead of the hunters now, or shall we ......," a guy with a long bow and a crossbow on his back whispered.

"Wait for the right time. Let's just follow the hunters. "This hunt is just a small activity in passing," said the knife man, triumphantly, "Don't forget that we have more important tasks." ”

"Hi~" The four immediately said that they were commanded.

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Merlin didn't care about the bustle in the light red forest, he was just awake and was busy dealing with his own injuries, he didn't even bother to think about why he was able to escape from the terrifying Matula, he only knew that he was only slightly pierced through the heart by Matula's claws.

It was Merlin's first time to use his power to operate on himself, and because his own power was biased towards destruction, he could only operate on himself with the help of Wizil's power - with the help of Wizil's senses and even some of his bodily functions, he controlled Vizel to operate on himself.

Stopping bleeding, debridement, and suturing the wound, very simple steps made Merlin extremely nervous and tired, and at the same time, he had to endure extreme pain, in order to realize his own operation, he could not inject himself with a sufficient dose of anesthetic, and could only take the smallest dose of local anesthesia. In this way, he had to bear almost all the pain himself. Although Blackwater helped him use hypnotism to ignore some of the pain, the rest was enough for Merlin to endure.

The evil energy that prevents the body from healing itself and continues to expand the depth of the wound, which makes Merlin have to deal with the wound repeatedly and even cut out more rotten tissue. Moreover, these ghostly and extremely evil energies were still running and wandering in Merlin's body, and he had to spend extra effort to catch them little by little and guide them out.

At the same time, there was a piercing ice attribute on the claws of Marula, and these cold qi had frozen part of Merlin's body, and even caused the body tissue closest to the wound to completely necrosis, and the slightly farther ones also had frostbite of different degrees, and Merlin had to increase the area of excision. Not only did the cold air stay at the wound, just like the evil energy running around, but the extremely cold cold air also flowed everywhere in Merlin's body, bringing him continuous damage. However, fortunately, it was easier to deal with the cold than against evil, and with the great help of Lingzi, the cold qi that was making trouble everywhere in Merlin's body was quickly strangled by the flames.

Merlin, a seasoned physician, had been busy for more than an hour after the simplest of surgical surgeries, and when he finally finished dressing his wounds and lay down on the makeshift hospital bed gasping for breath, he had no more time to recover and rest, for the boundless army of bats had surrounded him under the guidance of the smell of blood.

"Hunter?" Glancing up at the bat legions around him, Merlin straightened up as he endured the sharp pain in his chest. In front of and beside him, Nightingale, Wizel, Lingzi, and Hepu had surrounded him in the center.

"Good, good." Merlin gasped as he gritted his teeth and said, "Looks like it's really fun this time." ”

"Duh", "Duh", "Du", "Du", a series of crossbow strings and the sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air answered Merlin's words, and his game with Hunter G began again.

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