Huo Nan's temper is relatively direct, and after a short period of contact, Qiao Li can feel that he is a straightforward person, and his personality is a little older, which is inevitably in great contrast with Huo Nan's own image of a child. Overall, Jory thinks that he and Huo Nan have some common language and can talk a few words about the same topics with him.

As for the "Johnson" next to the fire man, the first time he saw him, it gave people the illusion that no one should enter, and the most important thing was that when he saw Johnson for the first time, Jory deeply felt the hostility he revealed, but for some reason the hostility dissipated.

Johnson, who was carrying a heavy black sword at all times, was alongside the fiery man who was only thigh-high in his heart, and he always seemed to be opening his eyes with rage, occasionally lowering his eyes.

On the boring road, the fire man, who felt bored, punched Johnson in the crook of the leg and said, "Brother John, what's wrong with you?" ”

Johnson's eyes seemed to be open all the time, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the fire man, his thick lips squirmed, but he didn't respond to the fire man.

On the way to Sauron, there will be a supply station on the way, which is the meeting point that the fire-hunters have re-agreed upon after the change of plans. Originally, several fire hunters set up a meeting point near the Candle Forest Wetland in order to compete for the most important poem, but because the most important poem had already been settled, Huo Man and Johnson had to send a signal to the other fire hunters to cancel the original plan.

Not only to speed up encounters with other fire-hunters, but also to avoid the many eyes and ears, they chose a secluded path in order to avoid encountering strangers.

The breath of life in the last poem cannot be hidden, as long as it is a creature with a keen perception of life force, just like the elephant trunk beast owned by the fire man, after approaching a certain range, it will feel the pure life fluctuations of the last poem. If Rhodes or some other powerful force were to know the whereabouts of the last poem, it would be predicted that the three of them would face a bitter dispute.

With a feeling of unease, the three of them headed towards the agreed post station.

"Bang!"

Johnson's step slammed into the ground with a dull thud.

Johnson, who was on the move, suddenly stopped.

Johnson's eyes widened as he stared straight ahead, his thick arm reaching for the sword casing buckle behind his back.

"Fire man, you're being followed." Johnson said in a thick, deep voice.

Untied the buckle, holding the hilt of the sword more than half a meter long with one hand, the muscle lines of the arm suddenly bulged, only to hear the dull sound of breaking the wind, Johnson grasped the almost two-meter heavy weapon with both hands, and the sword body was inserted into the ground, and the dark heavy sword smashed a small pit in the ground.

With both hands on the gauntlets of the big sword, Johnson faintly showed a hint of excitement and searched back and forth.

"Silk, smell it quickly, is there anyone following us!" Without saying a word, the fire man threw out the weevil-trunked beast.

Johnson is never out of the blue, and Fire Man trusts his fighting instincts very much.

"......"

Somewhere in the bushes a few dozen meters away, the branches and leaves shook a little.

Drawing his black heavy sword, Johnson's momentum suddenly resembled an erupting volcano, and he roared and rushed out in a certain direction, his huge body sprinting out of the strong wind pressure. The black sword dragged on the ground, bringing up a trail of smoke and dust, and charged rapidly.

The fire man was slightly faster than Johnson, his eyes lit up, and the heat that erupted all over his body distorted the air in his vision for a moment. The moment the fire man swept out, his figure rubbed a series of tongues of fire in the air.

Only Jory stood there alone, not moving.

His face was a little unpleasant, and he paid attention to the new commission that had just jumped out of the soul contract.

Title: E52, N133 – Client's Signature, Shadow.

Contents, empty!

Almost instantaneously later, this commission, which was not paid and had no task content, was accepted.

"Drink—"

Johnson, who rushed into a bush, swept across the black heavy sword, and the two-meter blade carried a strong wind pressure.

Countless half-human-high bushes were immediately bent down by the wind pressure, and more than ten meters away, a pitch-black figure was directly exposed from the bent grass, and in the next moment, the black shadow screamed, swishing through several black tentacles that stabbed out, and at the same time thinking of flashing back in the opposite direction.

Before the fire man could respond, Johnson let out a low roar, held the black heavy sword with both hands, and after turning around, the blade of the sword slashed diagonally towards the sword.

The rough blade cut through the air, and the oppressive wind pressure reappeared, but this time the wind pressure was extremely fierce, almost condensing the actual fierce impact. A shockwave that slashed out diagonally suddenly flew out of the ground, and the weeds and shrubs were crushed into pieces wherever the colorless blade shockwave passed.

Listening to the roaring and rough impact, the sharp blade impact that shot out from the ground not only crushed countless weeds and shrubs, but also hit those few black tentacles, just like a sharp knife burst into the butter, carrying the destruction and decay only crushed a few tentacles, and the sharp blade shock wave flashed from the black shadow's body without stopping.

Swinging his sword and retracting, Johnson unhurriedly inserted the black heavy sword back into the sword box behind his back.

Johnson lowered his eyes and said in a heavy, deep voice, "Let's go, we can't stop here anymore." ”

And just as he was about to finish his sentence, the black shadow with a stiff body suddenly split in two, and the black liquid sprayed out unfatally.

The fire man glanced at the big sword behind Johnson's back in surprise, and then he asked, "Brother John, how did you pull out that shadow?" ”

"Aside from the Shadow Fiend and the Shadow Lurkers of Shadow Street, I've never seen a shadow that moves on its own." Johnson muffled.

Whereabouts are exposed, time is urgent, no one can wait to gather with other fire hunters, and there will be one more point of change!

Despite his pain-weakening and physical strength-enhancing properties, Jori's body has not yet recovered, and letting him walk on his own will undoubtedly slow him down. Johnson didn't care whether it was suitable, he directly carried Jory on his back, and rushed to the agreed post station with the fire man.

"Flame Meteor—"

His eyes lit up with scorching brilliance, the fire man's feet stepped on the ground and kicked suddenly, extremely hot fire erupted around his body, and his body was wrapped in countless flying tongues of fire and rushed forward, flying like a cannonball, and in a blink of an eye, it exceeded Johnson by dozens of meters.

Johnson's figure froze, he jumped slightly, and his body flew up as if it had no weight...... No, it wasn't that he really flew, but he suddenly became as light as a swallow, and his body seemed to float up with every step he took, and he rushed forward like a fly, catching up with the fire man in a moment.

And not long after they were gone, where they had killed the black shadow before, several equally dark shadows flew around, and they stood in front of the body that had been split in two, silent for a while, and then several figures quietly disappeared into the shadows, and the ground that was brightly passed by the wind was completely gone.