As a legendary orc race, the panda's sense of smell is not bad, at least it can smell the smell of blood on the murderer's body, as long as you follow the smell of blood, it should be no problem.

Although in order to enhance the effect, he had to lie on the ground from time to time and smell it, it looked ugly and funny, but it was undeniably effective.

The painter who killed the waiter and ran away not only smelled of blood, but also had a faint smell of blasphemy and obscurity, which was even more obvious than the smell of blood for the panda, a holy warrior, like a stinky sock that had not been washed for three months, and it was almost sticking to the inside of the nostrils.

They followed the main road until they walked for about three or four miles, and found that the murderer had left the road and turned into the nearby mountains.

The area around Pollock City was much more prosperous than the Tara Khanate, and the distance between the two villages was often less than ten miles. About seven or eight miles south of Pollock City, there is a small village that produces dried dried shrimp, seaweed, and pickled shrimp and crabs. Nearly ten miles further on, there is a large town that produces sea rice wine - sea rice is shrimp, to put it bluntly, this wine is made by adding shrimp during the brewing process, resulting in a unique flavor.

"This guy is shrewd!" Panda said with a sneer, "He happened to choose around the halfway point between Pollock City and the village - hehe, I can't imagine that he can estimate the distance so clearly on the way to kill people and escape, this person is not as simple as a painter!"

"No matter who he is, that waiter can't let him kill him for nothing for no reason!" Erwin said.

"Yes, we keep chasing, he can't escape!"

Escaping into the mountains is supposed to be a good choice, but for the murderer, it is self-defeating.

In the mountains, there are no people coming and going, and there is no smell of pedestrians to dilute his smell, and it is more convenient for pandas to track him. And trekking in the mountains was much more difficult than walking on the main road, and his pace soon slowed down, and it didn't take long for the "Novice on the Road" team to see him.

It was a tall, thin man dressed in gray and red, who was hurrying along, using his hands and feet, to climb a hillside that was not too steep, and it seemed that he wanted to climb over the mountain and run to the other side of the mountain.

The problem is that he clearly lacks the ability to turn it into reality.

Looking at his clumsy appearance when climbing the mountain, he is obviously not good at climbing mountains. Not to mention that the pandas have already caught up, even if they have only set off from Pollock City now, it is estimated that by the time they arrive, this guy has not been able to climb the mountain.

Looking at his stupid appearance, Erwin couldn't help but laugh: "I thought he was such a powerful person, but he turned out to be a nerd!"

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, and with the skills he had honed in the wilderness of the border of Tarakhan, he climbed over the mountains and mountains as if he were walking on the ground, and rushed towards the thin man like a fly.

"Murderer, don't run!"

The thin man didn't expect someone to chase him so soon, and he was even more flustered. Somehow, I made a mistake in my busyness, stepped into the air, and fell down the hill with a rolling belt.

The pandas shook their heads as they watched the guy grunt all the way down.

"I'm afraid I'm going to die. Wren muttered to himself.

"Maybe I can save my breath, heal it, and bring it back alive. Ryana said.

The three of them have their own strengths, Erwin is majoring in martial arts, and has already mastered the fighting spirit, except for the lack of experience, it is not weaker than those seasoned adventurer warriors. Wren and Ryana each have minors, one learned some spells from the Emperor, and the other with Anka. The three of them joined forces, and it was the famous battle method in the adventurer's business.

Pandas dare to take them out to see the world, of course, they also have a certain confidence. The three of them are scattered, which can be regarded as the combat effectiveness of the level of experienced adventurers, and if the three of them join forces, even against a dozen or so experienced adventurers, or twenty or thirty ordinary so-called elite soldiers, they can win the battle without being seriously injured.

With such strength, as long as you don't die, don't mix in those big wars that change color, and don't intervene in those big events that hide the dragon and crouching tiger, there should be no danger.

Belch...... It's better not to say so much, beware of the same as "how to lose the flying dragon riding face", asking for bad luck.

Just as the panda nodded secretly at Erwin's galloping pace, the red-haired boy had already rushed to the foot of the mountain, rushed to the side of the murderer who rolled down all the way and lay there.

Because they were obscured by a stone, they couldn't see their faces, but they heard Erwin's exclamations from there.

"Huh?!What the hell are you?"

The exclamation was full of anger, obviously not injured, but the sound of the impact of gold and iron that followed immediately made everyone's hearts immediately lift, and they hurriedly chased after it.

When they ran to the front, they found that Erwin was in a state of embarrassment - he was leaning back against the big rock, and he swung his sword as fast as he could, fending off attacks from all directions. Those attacks came from a stream of black gas, and there seemed to be something solid in the black gas, and every time it collided with his sword, it made a crisp sound.

The panda is strong, and at a glance it can be seen that there are five black gases in total, and they come and go vertically and horizontally, flying without hindrance, and they feel very elusive. Fortunately, the speed is not very fast, and it is blocked by stones and cannot be bypassed from behind, otherwise, Erwin is afraid that he will not be able to resist at all.

"What the hell is this?!" Wren then arrived, surprised, and without saying a word, he raised the staff that was usually used as a crutch, and the blue-white light slowly converged at the top of the staff, and finally turned into a cloud of thunder light, flying towards the black qi.

This thunderbolt was not fast, and at first glance it seemed that it could not catch up with the black qi at all, but when it flew next to Erwin, it suddenly unfolded, like a net, covering him inside, and it was not an attack spell, but a protective spell.

The manipulator of the black gas didn't expect that the two black gases immediately hit it, only to hear a scream, black smoke rising, not only the two black gases were gone, but even the remaining three disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the thin man in red who was lying on the ground let out a heart-rending scream, and green smoke rose from one of his right hands, and if you looked closely, two of the five fingers of his right hand were missing.

Seeing this scene, everyone naturally knew what those five black qi were—the five fingers of his right hand!

I don't know where he learned the ability to transform five fingers into a weapon that can fly and kill. This trick is really both hidden and insidious, and if you are caught off guard, let alone kill a mere hotel waiter, even a seasoned adventurer is likely to suffer a big loss.

Just like Erwin, if he didn't have that big rock behind him, I'm afraid he would have been hit.

But what is even more surprising is the face of this thin man.

His face was skinny and bone-thin, as if a layer of skin had been put on a skeleton, and it was hideous and terrifying.

No wonder Erwin exclaimed when he saw him.

This appearance is obviously not human, what the hell is he?