The figure jumped off the horse with a kerosene lamp hanging from the saddle, and he slowly lifted the lamp to shine on the darkness of the people.

The man was six feet tall, and his long shawl hair adorned his young, handsome face, except that it had no expression, and in the dim light it looked like the face of the living dead.

He slowly crouched down, his black robe dragged to the ground, and examined Viklico's face with his glass-beaded eyes.

"Who are you? Was it a pursuer sent by Desmag? Vicilico pulled the bowstring, the arrow aimed at the man's brow.

"Desmag?" The man tilted his head expressionlessly, confused.

"No, my name is Duane and I'm a bounty hunter." The man stood up and introduced himself unhurriedly.

"Please lay down your weapons, knowing that this kind of thing can't hurt me. Please also cooperate with me, I need this bounty very much, they want to live, I don't want to hurt you for no reason, please don't make any futile resistance. The bounty hunter said politely.

Indeed, Vicky may have smelled an unusual smell on him, a preservative, which is only used when making dolls or specimens, and the tall man in front of him is as calm as a sculpture, who is he sacred?

"I may be crazy to listen to you, persuade you to die of this heart." Vicilly helped Jeanne back little by little.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry......" the man said, shaking his sleeves violently, only to see two chains fall to the ground along his arm, and the harsh sound of metal grinding made Jeanne frown.

The man flicked the chain at the two of them, and Viklico immediately grabbed Jeanne and rolled to the side, she aimed it at the man's forehead, and an arrow whizzed through his eyebrows.

Viklico took the opportunity to push Jeanne towards Draenor, and she went around to the side, pulling out her bow and shooting it at the heart of the bounty hunter.

Duane jerked out his arm and grabbed the flying arrow.

"As I said, any resistance will be futile." He tossed the arrow aside and slowly looked up, only to see that the first arrow had pierced deep into his skull, and Duane pinched the shaft of the arrow and pulled the arrow out of his brow, and a crack was cut like a stone around the wound, but not a drop of blood was shed.

"Ghouls?" Vicilico sensed that something was wrong, and she immediately distanced herself from the man. The bounty hunter named Duane waved his chains in the air, and with a sharp whistling in the air, the two chains glowed little by little, until they turned as if they had just been calcined.

"Damn it!" Vickyly watched the blazing fire chain coming in front of him dodge again and again, one left, one right, the fire chain slashed on the ground, and all the sand and gravel stirred up were burned into scorching sparks, Vicherly didn't have time to pull out the bow and arrow to fight back, just blindly dodged.

"I can't help myself! You don't have to! Duane roared and slammed the ground with a chain of fire, and in less than a few seconds, the entire sand was burned to a solid brown by the flames.

"I want to say that to you!" Viklico dodged the flying chains of fire, and she fell backwards, her foot stuck deep in the sand.

"Put away your toys now, I can still give you some breath, it seems that you have no room to dodge." Duane slowly walked towards Viklico, the chains of fire tapping the ground and closing in on her.

Who knew that Vikily could fall to the ground but suddenly sneered, "Idiot, how can anyone get stuck in the sand!" ”

Vicky jerked her foot up and lifted the grit up, and Duane didn't have time to dodge, his eyes burning with the hot grit.

"Ahhh Damn the Misalans! Dare to deceive my mercy! Duane tore off his burned eyelids and traced Vikilico in the darkness with the eyes of the living dead.

"You should thank me for sending you to hell!" Vikirico's voice came from behind, and she drew an arrow and pierced the back of Duane's skull.

Vikily sat on the bounty hunter's corpse and gasped for breath before pulling out the arrow. She stood up and took a few steps back, her mind echoing what the man had said earlier. Bounty hunters? Why did he hear the news, according to what he said, Deshmeig's group should have posted a wanted notice in a nearby city, what a boldness! These lackeys of the nobility even ignore the descendants of the royal family for the sake of profit.

Vicilico took a few deep breaths, put away her bow and arrows, and walked towards Draenor. The imperial capital is in front of them, as long as they enter that realm, they will have their grandfather Freys the Great to protect them, and all that remains is to quickly find the book and unlock the curse of Draenor, and all this farce will end.

A low moan suddenly came from behind her, and Vickyly felt creepy. It's impossible, I shot him in the forehead before, and now I pierced the back of his head with an arrow, even a ghoul can't survive this situation!

She quickly turned around, only to see the man standing up slowly with his body bent, he picked up the felt hat that had fallen on the ground and fastened it firmly on his head. Vikily could clearly see the horrific glint of blood in his eyes.

"Get out of the way!" As she spoke, Vikily pushed Draenor aside, and the blazing chain of fire struck again, and Vikirico desperately dodged around, but fortunately didn't get hurt by the weapon in the slightest.

"What happened? Who is that man? Jeanne couldn't see what was happening in front of her, but she heard the fierce blows and the strong smell of saltpeter in the air.

"Grory, take Jeanne and hide in the ruins! Fast! Draenor shoved Glori hard behind her, drew her sword and slashed it behind the bounty hunter.

Duane put away a chain of fire and slammed it behind him, wrapping it firmly around Draenor's arm.

"Outsiders, why bother to use the mantis arm as a car?" Duane squinted at a pained Draenor as he tugged at the chains, the scorching chains wrapped tightly around Draenor's right arm like fiery serpents, making a scorching sound.

"Ahh Damn it...... What right do you have to use lynching for money!? Draenor's eyes glowed silvery and hot steam burst out of his mouth.

"This guy ......" The bounty hunter immediately put away another chain of fire and waved it in the air, the hot chain slicing through the glittering streamer in the night, and constantly whipping on Draenor's flesh.

"Huh... Ha...... Do you like fire? I'll show you what a real fire is......" Draenor's voice grew hoarse, roaring in an almost roaring voice, and he used the last shred of his sanity to toss the potion in his pocket to Viklico.

"Draenor! Not yet! Vikiriko took the potion and looked up and shouted at Draenor.

But it was too late, Draenor was covered in a hot wave, the fire spread from his chest and scorched his flesh, his body swelled, his thick arms broke the chains that bound him, countless long hairs covered his skin, he was prostrate on the ground, his limbs turned into claws, and the scarlet jaw was a deafening roar at the bounty hunter!

The bounty hunter froze in place, the scene before him should have been a nightmare, but he was sure that the terrifying beast was steaming at him.

Duane flicked the chain of fire in his left hand and slashed at the beast's head, and the monster grabbed the chain, and the hot fire spread down its claws to Duane's arm. The beast swung its giant arms and threw him all into the air and slammed it to the ground, shattering Duane's spine and revealing unspeakable fear on his face.

"I won't pester you anymore, I swear, I swear! Spare my life! It's all arranged by the hunters! Duane pleaded with the beast as he stretched out his twisted and broken arm.

"Draenor! Wait a minute! Viklico got up and rushed to Draenor to try to stop him.

But the beast's fire had burned his sanity to the ground, and he pounced on the dying bounty hunter, opening his infernal mouth of blood and tearing him into countless pieces.

Vikily knows that Draenor is completely out of control, and he's becoming a bloodthirsty monster!

At the last moment, she pulled out an arrow and slashed her palm, the breath of blood attracting the attention of the beast. The moment Draenor pounced on her, Vicheri flipped over and rode on his back, hugging him tightly.

"Give it to me...... Sober up! She uncorked the potion and poured a few drops into the beast's maw. The beast roared wildly and crawled and struggled frantically on the ground, the burning flames in its eyes receding and its flesh shrunk into a mass.

"Damn it, how do you tell me to explain it to Jeanne!?" Vickyli could use the arrows to cut open the beast's skin, ripping Draenor's emaciated body out.

"Ahh Scold...... Heh......" Draenor came to his senses in an instant, his lips had dried up into two slices of flesh, and his eyes quickly looked around him.

"It worked, the medicine worked!" Draenor shouted excitedly in an old man's hoarse voice.

"You shut up for me, I've used up a quarter of the potion this time alone, and going on like this will only speed up the level of your beastishness!" Vickyli reprimanded Draenor.

"But all this is really more sudden than expected, the sky is full of clouds, there is not even the shadow of the moon, I am not injured and bleeding, how did you become a beast?" Vikily pulled the jug out of her bag and poured it into Draenor's parched throat.

"Ahem...... I didn't know either, but I suddenly felt like I was in a critical situation and my emotions were very unstable. Draenor calmed down, and he felt some regret for his reckless actions.

"All in all, you got rid of that bounty hunter, and it's not a waste at least." As she spoke, Vichery pulled out her spare clothes and wrapped them around Draenor.

"It's funny enough, I've heard of people dying for money, and it's the first time I've seen a bounty hunter who is still greedy for money after he dies." Vicilico patted the grit on her body as she spoke, and walked towards the ruins.

"I'll go see how Jeanne and the others are, and when I'm dressed, I'll follow them quickly, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time." She turned back to Draenor and said.