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In the woods in the middle of the night, two figures ran at high speed along the winding path.

One of the short figures moved in a hurry, and the slightest step on the ground with his legs was a step, as if his feet were an iron plate burned by fire, and the heat was unbearable, so that he did not dare to stop moving forward.

Suddenly, there was a click.

Baggins didn't notice the dead branch under his feet, and trampled it off, screaming in his heart that something was wrong.

Although the soles of the hobbits are different from the soles of human feet, they can walk on the ground without shoes and do not make footsteps, which is definitely a good material for making snitches.

But no matter how good the material is, it is difficult to make it without carving.

Just like Baggins at this time, a real snitch will not make such a mistake, of course, he is not a real snitch, he still needs to do a certain amount of training.

This training will be completed by Chenyang.

A withered yellow thorn flung out, sending a slender whip through the air and slamming it into Baggins' back.

Chenyang's hand was not heavy, and this blow would not cause injury, but the force contained in it was enough to make Baggins cry out in pain.

The snitch trains, Baggins runs at full speed, the morning sun chases behind, if he catches up, it is a whip, and similarly, if Baggins makes any mistakes in the process, it is also a whip.

In the past ten minutes, Baggins has been whipped more than a dozen times, either too slowly, or there are mistakes, but he has no way to fight back.

He can't beat Chenyang, which is the most helpless point for Baggins.

Suddenly, Chenyang stopped, with a little caution in his eyes, looked at Baggins, who was still running, and shouted in a low voice: "Stop, there is a situation!"

The moment the morning sun swung its whip, the sound of the wind breaking was mixed with an extremely small howl, which sounded like the low roar of some kind of beast.

These few howls caused Chenyang to reopen the plant's senses and probe the surrounding situation.

The spiritual power spreads, and the radius of a kilometer is full of plants, and it is also the eye of the morning sun.

From the perspective of plant perception, there are already more than a dozen gray-green skinned half-orcs within a hundred meters of the surroundings, they are ugly-looking, born with a villainous face, extremely strong reproductive ability, and are also the most disgusting enemies in this world.

They are not very combat-ready, are afraid of light, often appear in the dark, and prefer to move in groups.

When you find a half-orc, it means that there are at least thirty half-orcs around you, hiding in the shadows, ready to appear at any moment and tear you into your mouth, which is the most disgusting thing about them.

Seeing Chenyang's somewhat serious expression, Baggins quickly stopped, turned his head towards Chenyang, and asked in a loud voice, "What's going on?"

"There's some dirt hiding around." Chenyang replied lightly.

Suddenly, from behind the big tree next to Baggins, a pair of gray-green arms reached out, and thick five fingers reached out to Baggins, trying to grab him.

But the orc's movements were too clumsy, and his speed was a little too slow compared to Baggins's small and nimble body.

Baggins bent slightly, dodging the arms of the half-orc, and just as he was triumphant, a half-orc rushed out from the side again, wearing leather armor, raising a large axe with both hands, and slashed at Baggins.

"Morning Sun!"

Bagkinston panicked and shouted loudly.

He thought that he could cope with the orcs with his bare hands for a while, but in front of him, there was also a half-orc armed with a giant axe, which was much more than he expected.

With a whoosh, two thorns sprang out from both sides of Baggins, like two poisonous snakes that pounced on their prey, instantly wrapping around the giant axe in the orc's hand and tearing it out.

On the other side, more than a dozen half-orcs appeared in front of Chenyang, all of them wearing leather armor and holding weapons, obviously coming prepared.

In the eyes of this group of half-orcs, Baggins, a small hobbit, only needs two half-orcs to do it, while Chenyang, the "elf", needs more manpower.

In a way, there was no problem with the number of people they sent to attack Baggins.

But they missed another point, Chenyang was not those elves of the immortal species, but Maia who was one level higher than them, with endless energy and terrifying spiritual power recovery speed.

These dependences made him still have the spare energy to pay attention to Baggins next to him and provide him with some help when facing a dozen or so orcs.

"Leave those two guys to you, and if you can't kill them, they'll be chasing you."

Chenyang waved the Tang Knife, blocking the attack of one of the half-orcs, and whispered in the direction of Baggins, "I won't help you, this is also part of the training."

With Baggins' ability, as long as he can overcome his fear, he can deal with two orcs who have lost their weapons, is definitely more than enough.

As he said this, several more orcs pounced, let out a low roar from their mouths, and rushed towards the morning sun with a thick broadsword, or a heavy meteor hammer.

With a single sword, the cyan light slashed across the neck of a half-orc, splattering large expanses of green blood.

The orc covered his neck with his hands and made a ho-ho sound in his mouth, and was hit by another half-orc behind him, and completely collapsed in the forest.

After killing a half-orc, Chenyang sent a sense of animals and plants, and found that there were at least twenty half-orcs around, and it would take a lot of effort to deal with them.

Simply connected the dots under his feet, retreated from the encirclement of this group of orcs, closed his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body exploded uncontrollably, and escaped to the ground.

Suddenly, countless thorns came out of the ground like living creatures, writhing their bodies wantonly, and as soon as they touched the orc next to them, they immediately wrapped around him tightly like a python.

These thorny spikes are all attached to the new hybrid toxin developed by Chenyang using the death virus, and they already have a certain lethality, although the effect is not obvious, but it is still more than enough to use on this group of orcs.

Soon, the orcs who had been scratched by the thorns, with a painful wail from their mouths, suddenly fell to their knees and became a cold corpse.

In just a few minutes, there were only four half-orcs left in front of Chenyang.

They were lucky enough to avoid the thorns, but they were also unlucky, because in the process of dodging the thorns, they had come to the morning sun.

Facing the remaining four half-headed orcs, Chenyang didn't give them the slightest chance to escape, and the Tang knife in his hand slashed continuously, and a single knife was a burst of blood light.

In the screams, the four half-orcs were already exhausted.

As for Baggins on the other side, he had already taken the two half-orcs and ran a few kilometers away.

However, he is also relatively smart, and the direction in which he runs is the direction in which Chenyang and them came, as long as he leads the two half-orcs to Thoreen and Gandalf.

Naturally, someone will solve them, and naturally there is no need for Baggins to intervene.