"Hehe, this is the Blackwood Forest. It is infested with all kinds of dangerous monsters and ogres. Stranger, I don't feel a trace of magic or vindictive energy fluctuations from you. Well, you have a faint trace of spiritual power, and a guy who has not even reached the spiritual power required by a first-level summoner will not be able to survive in the Blackwood Forest for even a day. The only explanation is that you have a piece of magical equipment that saves your life. Mocha Yilin analyzed in an orderly manner.

"Oh? Since I have a magical treasure that I can kill you at any time, how can I stand here and be threatened by you? Zhang Yuan said teasingly to Mocha.

"Stranger, maybe you haven't figured it out yet. We, the Wolverine mercenary group, came to the vicinity of the Blackwood Forest this time to make a fortune, and gathered as many as hundreds of warriors and archers. And, of course, a high-level magician. If you think that a waste material like you, who has no power of its own, can use a magic treasure in front of us in advance, then you are underestimating yourself. Mocha Yilin said lightly. The mercenaries who were watching the joke around immediately burst into laughter.

"Oh?" Zhang Yuan shrugged his shoulders and said expressionlessly: "Then you can kill me directly, and then search for the so-called magic treasures from my corpse, why do you need to kidnap me, isn't it superfluous?" ”

"Forgetful stranger, I said, I am a money-grubbing man. Of course, you have to get magical treasures, and you can still sell them for a few gold coins. Mocha Yilin said with a playful smile, "You know. People who do business like ours have dealings with many industries. I have an old friend who runs a very large gladiatorial arena. Before each gladiatorial fight, there is an appetizing dessert. Hehe, they will buy some tall slaves, and before the gladiatorial fight, release the monster and bite the slaves. It is said that this will ignite the enthusiasm of the audience in advance, which is a good idea. And your figure is tall enough, although thin, but it should not affect the price. ”

Hearing the viciousness in the other party's words, Zhang Yuan shook his head slightly. The reason why he asked each other this nonsense was to give these guys a chance to see what their sins had reached. If it weren't for the heinous crime, Zhang Yuan wouldn't mind letting go of the gang that was the first to meet in this world. But at this time, Zhang Yuan's murderous intent suddenly rose.

"Dear Mr. Magician, I'm sorry that your wishful thinking is about to come to naught!" Zhang Yuan said with a knife in his eyes: "I'm going to kill you now!" ”

"Haha, is this little guy threatening me, a high-level magician?" Mocha Yilin's facial expression was exaggerated, and he said to the mercenaries around him in a mocking tone.

The mercenaries around them burst into laughter, their rude laughter with mockery and schadenfref expressions.

"The little mongrel is bragging!" "Little bastard, let's die!" "The little guy's ass is itchy and needs me to bucket it!" The mercenaries' words were very obscene, and listening to these words, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yuan's mouth.

"Uh, disgusting bastards, it looks like I'm going to have to finish off you bastards to get me in a better mood!" Zhang Yuan said lightly.

When Zhang Yuan finished saying this, Mocha Yilin had already been divided into two sections. The blood of the noble magician gushed out from the cut of his corpse, and it was strange and gorgeous.

Zhang Yuan was only one meter away from the magician at most, and the speed of the speed dragon did not need to take 0.01 second to kill this magician.

The powerful magician, and it was a high-level magician, was not killed in an instant, and the smiles of the mercenaries collectively froze on their faces.

In the minds of these mercenaries. A high-level magician is a high-ranking and adorable figure. It was precisely because of the help of a high-level magician that the Wolverine mercenary group jumped from a low-level mercenary group to a medium-level mercenary group.

And now, the powerful high-level magician has been reduced to two broken corpses.

After the Athlon slices through Mochairin with the claws of the Grim Reaper's scythe. Immediately Zhang Yuan took back the summoning space. So much so that the mercenaries didn't have time to see how the magician was killed.

"Dear friends, this is what makes me angry!" Zhang Yuan snapped his fingers. Wake the mercenaries out of the shock.

"Angered me, such a wonderful harvest of life. I promise, it will be played out on you every day in the future! ”

The mercenaries were dead silent, and the magician died abruptly, so that they couldn't find the north at all. Zhang Yuan summoned another speed dragon and rode on its back. Gone from the dust. At this time, the mercenaries hurriedly raised their bows and arrows or long swords to fight Zhang Yuan. However, Zhang Yuan has long since run away.

"Wow, I can actually kill a high-level mage in this powerful trial ground world in seconds, uh, although I am a little unprepared, but it is still something to be happy about!" Looking at the trees on both sides, Zhang Yuan was very happy.

After driving about five or six kilometers away from the mercenary convoy, Zhang Yuan stopped, put away the speed dragon, and lazily leaned against a big tree to rest.

took out a piece of roasted forest black wolf meat from the space ring to fill his stomach, and summoned several speed dragons to patrol, Zhang Yuan burped and closed his eyes to rest. A crescent moon hung diagonally in the dark night sky, and the moonlight was projected through the treetops, dappled in the forest.

"I don't know who those slaves who were caught by them were, since the first thing I did when I came to this world was to encounter this group of harmful mercenaries, then I will completely destroy them!" Zhang Yuan set off again, rode a speed dragon, and chased along the deep wheel tracks on the road under the moonlight.

The speed of the speed dragon was extremely fast, and after dozens of minutes of galloping, Zhang Yuan vaguely saw the winding convoy rushing with torches in front.

Zhang Yuan followed silently, released three more speed dragons, and rushed over. The speed of the Athlon rushed up like lightning.

Shout! The five-headed speed dragon roared out with an afterimage, killing the rear of the convoy. A few black shadows flickered, and after a few seconds, the speed dragon completed Zhang Yuan's order and returned to the summoning space.

Seventeen corpses were left behind in the mercenary convoy. Then there were screams, shouts, and chaos. Zhang Yuan was very satisfied with this qiē, and then walked away in the night.

Of course, he can wipe out this convoy lightly, but he also needs a guide, and at the same time, he also has to give this group of guys a terrible psychological blow.

Condra is the most vocal figure in the Wolverine Mercenary Regiment's slave hunting team this time, except for Mocha Yilin. He belonged to the strongest storage zài in this group of samurai. Kondra is capable and smart, and belongs to one of the several deputy leaders of the mercenary group. Of course, the high-ranking magician Mocha Yilin is the strongest deputy commander, and after he dies, it will be Kondla's turn to command his men

Condra looked at the mutilated corpses of his comrades, the air filled with the strong smell of blood, and his pupils constricted.

Mercenary is a high-risk profession, and every mission is a dance on the tip of a knife. It can be said that a qualified mercenary will not be afraid of death.

Twenty years of experience as a mercenary, Kondla's nerves had long been sharpened to the point of hard steel, but this time, he was terrified.

First of all, the slave catching team's biggest reliance on Mocha Yilin, was killed by that seemingly scrap guy, and he didn't know how to kill it in seconds. Then, the mercenaries of the palace were assassinated silently, and they didn't even have a chance to resist. It's weird, it's so weird!

In a face-to-face fight, the mercenaries can not be afraid, but this kind of assassination without warning is enough to make anyone collapse.

"In what way did he kill people? Is he the devil? "It's a question that hangs over all mercenaries.

"All the mid-level samurai are gathered at the back of the car, and the archers are always fully bowed, and the arrows are not off the string! Hurry overnight and enter Hesse City one step earlier, and everyone will have one more hope of survival! Kondra gave his order in a deep voice, but there was a sense of vulnerability in the trills of his voice.

Finally survived the long night, and in this suffocating night of terror, the mercenaries were not attacked again.

In the morning, everything revives. The mercenary convoy winds its way through the forest path like a snail. At the end of the car, the most combat-effective mercenaries are concentrated, as well as a large number of archers. Condra himself sat in the back of the car.

"Damn, you're really slow, I've been waiting for a long time!"