Zhao Qian clenched his sword in his hand.

He looked solemnly at the black cat in front of him with a terrifying aura all over his body, and everything around him seemed to be quiet.

The breath has changed dramatically.

Zhao Qian looked up and down, this creature that wasn't very powerful just now looked like something more terrifying than anything he had ever seen.

"It's someone else's prey."

The black cat wagged its tail, and its orange glowing pupils flashed with interest.

The Predator on the other side looked at the unknown creature in front of him, and in his infrared eyes, the prey in front of him was simply a heat source that was brighter than flames.

But it didn't let the ground beneath its feet crack with heat.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Qian asked, although the aura on the other party's body was terrifying, he didn't feel hostility from his body, and even said that he didn't even have a simple murderous aura.

There is a sense of unreality and unreality.

"Mephisto."

The black cat opened its mouth, and flames ignited from under its feet, enveloping the black cat.

There are no heat waves, so it looks as if there is no temperature at all.

Until the color of the flame center turns blue little by little.

"You can call me by name whenever you need to trade."

Zhao Qian watched, and the creature in front of him was burned to ashes little by little. In the eyes of some people, all this should be made into a fantasy film that no one will believe.

At least, Lily Jester, who was beside her, kept making crosses on her chest, and the two hemispheres shook on her.

In the windswept ashes, only the laughter of this guy remains. The other three didn't seem to hear.

"It's time for me to trade."

Zhao was expressionless in front of him and walked towards the front.

In fact, since the thing turned to ashes, he hasn't felt a single breath related to this thing, as if everything was just an illusion. However, the inexplicably hot tattoo on the back told him that it was not a hallucination.

It's like that night's dream about black impermanence.

Almost after a while, he will be able to return to the ground, and as for the main quest, Zhao Qian also has a certain eyebrow.

Just kill that guy over there.

Get what you want from the people in charge of this place, the Iron Hunters.

After all, an iron-blooded hunter has already died at the hands of that guy.

Silently thinking in his heart, the iron-blooded hunter on the side had already broken away from the team and rushed out.

After all, this hunter who can get along with his prey for a short time cares more about his own honor as a hunter. That's what their bar mig-or-barr ceremony is for.

The pride of the hunter made him not kill Zhao Qian, who helped him, and he would not peel off the head of this prey that was still strong.

Because it's a blasphemy against the Predator.

So, as a wrap-up to tonight, this hunter saw a better one.

In the slowly drying dinosaur corpse, the belly of the corpse of a strange creature crawled out.

Although some parts of its body have similar appearances to dinosaurs, it is obvious that at least the fat man next to it who is a contractor can feel that this guy next to him is much more violent than the previous dinosaur.

"It worked."

The fat dog muttered ecstatically.

There was nothing to celebrate now, and the alien creature in front of him, who had only hatched for a long time, looked bloodily at the weak bug in front of him, and the genetic fragments in his body attracted it. There was no doubt that if it weren't for the fact that the fat man was its contractor, it would definitely not hesitate to kill him.

"So, let's have a big deal."

He was still wearing the robe that was wide enough to hide his figure, and a solid sense of strength returned to his fat body.

Even if the fat man is indeed fat but strong.

But travelers who major in contract creatures don't care much about other attributes.

Spirituality and charisma are the key.

But one of the biggest differences between him and other major contract creatures is that he has a highly rated scroll skill that shares stats.

He spent a lot of resources to learn this skill to lv3, and he was able to gain an additional 60% attribute points of contract creatures.

This is a magic skill in the eyes of travelers who specialize in summoning.

It is precisely because of this that the fat man was able to gain the favor of Mephitos.

Taking out a warhammer from his ticket, which would normally be able to be wielded by a major of strength, the melee mage slowly followed his contract creature and walked over.

Murderous aura, overflowing from the body of the fat dog.

Not far away, Zhao Qian, who was getting closer and closer, squinted and looked over there.

In one round, the iron-blooded hunter who was still confident in his cold weapon battle just now neatly pulled out the short pistol in the weapon box.

"Buzz!"

The power of the plasma cut open.

But the next moment, it turned into a black key that only two people on the ground could see.

Pick up.

Zhao Qian looked at the empty fat hand that was not holding a war hammer.

He looked at the man's strange power seriously, and then at the blonde girl beside him. contrasting.

The other party is definitely not that simple.

At least, it is absolutely impossible to be a melee fighter.

The Seven Evil Arrays also opened at this time.

Force field, rise.

Feeling the pressure on his shoulders that suddenly sank, Zhao Qian stood in place.

The distant light of the fire reflected the side of his face.

Scurrying up and down.

A peerless oil painting.

Showdown. (To be continued.) )