Chen Mian asked Hei to monitor Urbis around the ring fire, while she flew out of the tribe.

As he flew, he sent the sound out of the village as if the 11 to 25 groups were going to the jungle to cut wood, spreading out from each other and farther away.

These 30 people left the tribe according to Chen Mian's order, discussed by the river, and chose the direction to leave in turn. Each group is a few hundred meters away from each other, and even if there is any big noise, it will not alarm the ghost demons who follow the other groups.

"Group 12, there are shadow demons following you, pay attention to keep your distance from group 13, they are also targeted by shadow demons."

"Group 11, you guys go to the middle of groups 12 and 13, pay attention to support."

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In addition to the tribe's Urbis, there were 9 shadow demons who followed the team except for the village, and each chose a group of two and fell up.

Chen Mian told the targeted teams to stay away as much as possible, while the untargeted teams were always ready to support the other groups.

After memorizing the position of each squad in the air, Chen Mian began her hunt.

"Group 25, the Shadow Demon is above the stump ten meters away from your left back, about 3 meters above the ground, ready."

After receiving the summons, the man holding the torch stumbled and fell to the ground with the torch, and the torch broke away from the stand and fell a few meters away.

"Ah, it hurts, I can't stand up, leave me alone, go and pick up the torch," the man who fell clutched his leg and cried out to his companion in a hurry.

His companion hurried to pick up the torch, which was fortunately not extinguished, but the side that had been smashed on the ground had been extinguished quite a bit.

"It's coming," Chen Mian's voice rang in the ears of the man who fell.

The man coughed quickly, and his hand quietly grasped the thick piece of cloth at the tip of the thin wooden stick.

The man who had just held the torch heard his companion's cough and took out a stick.

The torch fell, one went to pick up the torch, the other was almost bathed in darkness, and the shadow demon, who had planned to wait a little longer, apparently saw this great opportunity and quickly floated towards the man who fell.

At this time, in the air behind the black flocculent, Chen Mian put away the witch's flying broom, quickly attached the feather falling technique to himself, and slowly fell, and then two magic missiles shot towards the black floc.

The Magic Missile is a force field spell of the plastic energy system, whether it is the ghost encountered before or the Burning Skull, it has no force field damage resistance, and it is rarely restrained.

Two magic missiles passed through the black floc that was about to hunt for food, and when it was pierced, the black floc turned into its demon in the light, and its pitch-black body dimmed, obviously taking a lot of damage.

Chen Mian sensed it, and actually reduced his health by 40% all at once.

Sensing the terrifying attack from behind, the Shadow Demon sped up towards its chosen prey, dodging the enemies behind it while trying to quickly grab a claw to replenish its consumption.

It had seen the frightened look on the human sitting on the ground screaming in pain, and it had extended its claws as usual.

But then a burst of white light illuminated the surroundings, and the Shadow Demon felt that it was burned all over its body, it knew that it had been attacked, but its weak body couldn't help it think too much, it desperately grabbed a claw, and then it wanted to run to the side and escape into the darkness.

Unexpectedly, the person who couldn't stand up just now ignored his own attack, holding the white glowing stick as if he poked himself, and even stood up flexibly and chased in the direction where it fled.

The human who went to pick up the torch actually threw it at him with the torch, and he also held the same glowing stick, and pressed forward step by step.

The brightness of the light spell on the wooden stick was much brighter than that of the torch, and the figure of the Shadow Demon could not be hidden in the light, and it only felt that its vitality was rapidly decreasing, and it desperately wanted to return to the safety of the darkness.

"Close your eyes," Chen Mian shouted.

She cast a pyrotechnic spell on the torch that had just hit the Shadow Demon, and the flames on the torch exploded into a dazzling flash of light, and by the time the light was extinguished, the Shadow Demon was gone.

The black floc on its body was all dispersed in the strong light, and only 40% of its health was suddenly bottomed out by the light magic on the thin wooden stick.

After winning the first battle, Chen Mian told some of the two people in the 25th group to cover the light on the thin wooden sticks again and move closer to the 24th group.

Pyrotechnics is a level 2 mage spell that can turn a fire source into a dazzling cloud of fireworks or choking smoke, the dazzling pyrotechnic effect is more powerful than the flash spell, the blinding effect is better, and it can be cast on a fire source that is some distance away from the caster, and the fire source with pyrotechnics will be extinguished after the spell's effect is hourly.

Chen Mian didn't waste mana to help them light the torches, they all brought flints with them, and they were all familiar with the next plans.

Riding the witch's flying broomstick again, Chen Mian moved on to the next position.

The Light Spell applied to the thin wooden stick would be extinguished after five hours, and Chen Mian had to act quickly to destroy all nine Shadow Demons within five hours.

After that, each group did their best, and even if they couldn't induce the Shadow Demon to attack like the 25 groups, they would uncover the thick cloth tied to the wooden stick and poke it at the Shadow Demon.

Throwing torches is a must-have trick for each team, and after many trials, Chen Mian used pyrotechnics when the torch hit the Shadow Demon, which was able to reduce his health by almost 80% at once, and then was almost completely dissipated by the other people's thin wooden sticks.

Even if there is a fluke that can escape, it can't escape Chen Mian's eyes with insect-eyed night vision goggles, and a magic missile can be completely killed.

Four hours later, with the cooperation of the others, Chen Mian eliminated the weaker 8 Shadow Demons, and only the 17 groups of the tribe were left.

During this period, Chen Mian only recovered his mana once, and the fifty light spells he ordered before and the flying broom that used the witch in the middle were all consumed by the priest's professional mana.

The rest was the second strongest of the 10 Shadow Demons, the one who dared to attack humans under the protection of the torch pillar last night.

There was still almost an hour, and Chen Mian's mana was not much, so in order to avoid an accident to the last one outside the tribe, Chen Mian took a little time to restore the mage's professional mana to fullness.

The two men in Group 17 were meticulously cutting down trees, with torch racks held tightly around them and thin wooden sticks stuck at their waists.

They waited for a long time, ostensibly cutting down the trees, but in their hearts they became more and more confident in the situation of tonight's operation.

When they left, they had already been told that the one that followed them was stronger and would be left until the end, so they didn't leave the torch rack for a moment, delaying the time.

The more time passed, the better the result was that there was no other movement, which meant that the other groups were far enough away from them to be alarmed by the Shadow Demon staring at them.

"The Shadow Demon is ten meters to your left, ready to attack directly with a torch.